Chapter 2: The Lack of Culture is Truly Terrifying

Han Shuo chuckled darkly to himself, thinking that this time he would not only scare you to death but also daze you. As he contemplated this, Han Shuo's expression grew increasingly terrifying, his hollow eyes rolling back to reveal only the whites of his eyes, and his body swayed more violently on the branch.

The Babylonian Academy of Magical Warfare in the Lancelot Empire covers a vast area and is renowned within the empire, serving as the most important training ground for the empire's wizards and knights

Dragging his weary feet, Han Shuo found each step to be quite arduous, as the ground was littered with discarded trash. He finally arrived at the small bed, intending to tidy it up just like Brian did, so that he could enjoy a good and restful sleep.

Han Shuo followed Brian's memories, returning from the small path behind the academy through the servant's gate in the dark and windy night.

From a bag he carried, he took out a small vial, applied a bit of experimental blood to the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and lips, and looked into a broken, discarded mirror (which Brian had picked up). He then tousled his brown hair a bit more, and when he looked into the mirror again, a face covered in bloodstains, with a terrifying and eerie appearance, had already appeared.

Many of the items here are pending processing, waiting for Brian to dispose of them. The necromancer students throw some unwanted items over the window to this side, waiting for Brian to handle them

Han Shuo was very satisfied with his current appearance. He nodded slightly, chuckling softly to himself. Once everything was ready, he stepped onto the tree trunk and leaned his body closer to Lisa's window, swaying from side to side as he balanced on the trunk. He extended his bony right hand and tapped on Lisa's window and the library door.

It is indeed impossible to win, Han Shuo understands this in his heart. He leaned closer to the window for another look and discovered, in the corner, a pink, hazy curtain—Lisa's bed was right there.

Lisa is slightly younger than Brian and is a young lady from a noble family. Setting aside her actions towards Brian, Lisa is undoubtedly a light beauty. She has long, smooth golden hair and stands at a height of 1.62 meters, making her appear a bit taller than Brian. Her slender eyebrows, straight nose, and charmingly red lips complete her lovely appearance

Then, like raindrops, the attacks fell on Han Shuo with a "pitter-patter" sound. A voice shouted while striking: "Brian, I didn't expect you to have made something of yourself! You actually survived last time, but has your brain gone bad? I specialize in necromancy, spending every day with skeletons and zombies, and you, idiot, actually pretended to be a corpse to scare me. I truly admire your foolishness. Is it possible that the future great necromancer, Lisa, can't even tell whether a soul is in a body or not?"

The carpet is also pink, and the fair, jade-like little feet rest upon it. Under the serene moonlight, the five toes are a tender pink, appearing somewhat charming and delightful

The air inside the small cabin was unbearably foul; even opening the window did little to help, as the unpleasant odors emanated from the discarded items. On that small bed, there was still a great deal of trash, suggesting that even after Brian's death, others continued to habitually throw their garbage here.

Brian works every day until late at night. The first thing he does upon returning home is to sort and organize the trash on his small bed, waiting for the next morning when everyone else is still asleep to dispose of what needs to be thrown away.

After a short while, Han Shuo finally returned to the Necromancy Academy, where Brian resided, which was a storage room—this was entirely in line with his identity as a servant

Han Shuo was unaware that, according to his original character, although he might have such intentions, he would certainly not act so impulsively—previously, he only harbored malicious thoughts, yet he lacked the courage to turn those thoughts into reality

However, Han Shuo is not Brian. While organizing, a wave of anger surged within Han Shuo. Initially, this anger was but a few scattered sparks, yet the trace of demonic energy within him began to circulate rapidly as Han Shuo grew angry, causing his inner fury to spread like a wildfire from a single spark.

Lisa seemed to still be dreaming when she was awakened by the "thud thud" sound from the window. With sleepy eyes, she opened the pink curtain and stepped out barefoot.

For six years at the Babylon Magic and Martial Arts Academy, Brian found himself in the weakest and least popular necromancy department. Coupled with his peculiar job of transporting corpses and skeletons, he endured disdain and humiliation for six years, living in pain every single day

Han Shuo arrived at this small room, looking at the cluttered storage area that resembled a junkyard. A wave of bitterness washed over him, and he felt a deep sympathy for this unfortunate boy—how had he endured these six years!

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Lisa lives on the second floor, and Han Shuo cannot enter at night. However, fortunately, there is a large tree behind Lisa's room. Han Shuo crouched down, resembling a small monkey, and after climbing up the tree using both hands and feet, he was just able to reach the window near Lisa.

Just as I was planning to restore my vision and escape, a sudden, intense pain shot through the bridge of my nose, followed by another wave of excruciating pain in my head. My body involuntarily fell from the large tree, leaving me feeling sore and numb all over, disoriented and dazed.

Finally, Han Shuo abruptly put down the action in his hands and said fiercely: "I am not Brian, I will not suffer this kind of torment! Brian, oh Brian, since I have taken over your body, let me help you punish that little witch Lisa!"

A face familiar and covered in blood, with bloodstains around the eyes, nostrils, and corners of the mouth, appearing long and grotesque. The small, thin body sways back and forth at the window, seemingly weightless, with hollow, lifeless eyes staring at itself, devoid of any semblance of vitality

Necromancy? This wondrous necromancy can even discern such matters; it truly possesses some depth. It seems that in this unfamiliar world, there is indeed much to learn. Otherwise, today's tragic events might very well repeat themselves.

The window was left open, and Han Shuo felt a secret joy in his heart. He tiptoed and leaned his small frame against Lisa's window. Peering inside, he saw that the little witch Lisa's room was decorated in pink, looking very cute. On the walls and the desk inside, there were also some fluffy and adorable toys hanging.

Because it was late at night in the library, the students had all gone to rest early. Additionally, the path that Han Shuo took was very remote, and he did not encounter anyone along the way. As he traveled, Han Shuo carefully observed his surroundings and noticed that the architectural layout of the Babylon Magic Martial Arts Academy resembled the style found in some Western European countries on Earth

The Magic Academy is divided into the Light Department, Dark Department, Fire Department, Water Department, Wind Department, Earth Department, Thunder Department, Summoning Department, and Space Department. Each department has its own teaching building, library, laboratory, trial ground, and living area, making the entire academy resemble a small city

Lisa, dressed in pink pajamas, seemed not to be fully awake as she instinctively turned her gaze towards the source of the sound after getting out of her pink bed

The grocery store is filled with a hodgepodge of items, the vast majority of which are discarded goods or materials that were abandoned after experiments

Hehe, even if I can't defeat you, I will still scare you to death

As the pain intensified in his body, Han Shuo cried out in agony while his mind wandered. He thought to himself that the demonic arts of Chu Cangming, with the word 'demon' in its name, and necromancy, which also does not sound like a good path, might conflict if he were to practice both at the same time. Or perhaps—would it make him even stronger?

Because Han Shuo was rolling his eyes, he could no longer see Lisa. After a scream that sent chills down his spine, as Han Shuo's expression grew increasingly terrifying, he suddenly no longer heard Lisa's voice.

The hybrid library is inherently small; apart from some disorganized and trash-like items, there is only a small wooden bed. Even on this small bed, due to the carelessness of the students when they throw things around, it is often piled high with garbage.

Brian, who specializes in necromancy, belongs to the dark arts branch. This is because necromancy involves dealing with dark creatures such as skeletons and corpses. Additionally, necromantic magic has been in decline for many years, making it not only the least favored among all disciplines but also the weakest. Even other students within the dark arts look down upon necromancers and disdain associating with them.

The pain in my body is severe, but the pain in my heart is even greater. This fool Brian has been a servant in the necromancy department for six years; how could he not know such basic common sense? As a result, I mustered the courage to commit a wrongdoing for the first time, only to end up in such a predicament.

The number of male and female students in the Necromancy department is significantly lower than in other departments, thus each female student has her own independent room, which is spacious enough and equipped with all necessary living facilities. Compared to the garbage dump where Brian resides, this place is like paradise

Leaving the grocery store, Han Shuo made his way to the dormitory where the female students lived. In the stillness of the night, Han Shuo stealthily approached the dormitory. Brian often came here to clean and was very familiar with the place, clearly knowing where Lisa lived.

Wow ... ...

He must have fainted from fright, Han Shuo thought, listening to the curses of the necromancer female students around him. Han Shuo secretly considered that it was about time to withdraw; otherwise, if he got caught, it would be a disaster.

A faint fragrance wafted into Han Shuo's mouth and nose. Han Shuo wrinkled his nose, not expecting that the ruthless Lisa would actually make the room so charming.

A cry of alarm that sent shivers down the spine echoed throughout the entire female student living area