Musclebound Necromancer?! Are You Kidding Me?

Chapter 4 – Sword Cultivator Ma Fei

Qiao Yu was puzzled. He always felt something was off about his novice quest, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.

Forget it, let's check the attribute panel first. Qiao Yu allocated all his attribute points to Strength.

[Name: Qiao Yu]

[Class: Necromancer]

[Level: Apprentice (lv5)]

[Strength: 76 (Herculean)]

[Defense: 6]

[Agility: 9]

[Spirit: 0]

[Intelligence: 0]

[Mana: 200/200]

[Health: 50/50]

[Experience Points: 0/50]

[Talent: Mage's Braveheart (Level Unknown)]

[Skill: "Strength Miracle" (Grade A)]

[Equipment: Skeleton King's Ring (Grade C)]

"Phew, having such an attribute panel after completing the novice quest, I shouldn't be too bad among my classmates, right?"

Qiao Yu controlled the crystal in his mind and slowly exited the Inner World, returning to the real world.

***

A chubby face came into view.

"Yang Xiangdi, what are you doing!"

Qiao Yu was startled by his deskmate, Yang Xiangdi, who was practically his only close friend.

"Qiao Yu, what's up with you? Why did it take you so long to complete a novice quest?"

"Did you all finish the novice quest a long time ago?" Qiao Yu asked.

"Yeah! It's been half an hour since the last person came out! You're so slow! Taking so long for a novice quest!"

Yang Xiangdi shook his chubby face.

"By the way! What class did you get? I got Mage! You know, Avada Kedavra!"

Watching Yang Xiangdi's excited jiggle of fat, and recalling his own dangerous encounters in the Inner World, Qiao Yu felt like they hadn't been to the same Inner World.

But since all his classmates came out before him, no one should have seen that world announcement.

Qiao Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, the teacher, Xue Jinlong, spoke up from the podium.

"Alright, I believe all of you have completed the Inner World registration! You now have your own class and talent, let's introduce ourselves by seat number.

Tomorrow, when the whole class teams up for the novice trial, let's aim for everyone to pass.

Ma Fei, you're the class monitor, you go first..."

A proud-looking boy stood up confidently.

"Teacher, my class is Sword Cultivator! My talent is Grade B!"

The class erupted in a stir.

To wield a sword with Qi, to pierce the sky, to be the lord of a hundred blades, to roam the world freely.

Which boy hasn't dreamed of wearing white, wielding a sword, and living a life of adventure and justice?

Moreover, Sword Cultivator is an extremely powerful class in the Inner World!

"The class monitor is awesome!"

"Yeah, as expected of the class monitor, I also want to be a Sword Cultivator, but I got Assassin."

"Is this the chosen one? Class monitor, remember to take care of me!"

Listening to these compliments, Ma Fei's expression became even more arrogant.

He confidently said, "Don't worry, classmates, I, Ma Fei, will definitely protect you all!"

Xue Jinlong nodded in satisfaction.

"Very good! Having a Grade B talent already puts you in the genius category! Keep it up, next student!"

As the introductions continued, everyone's classes seemed ordinary, with no standout highlights.

Finally, as the seat numbers progressed, it was Qiao Yu's turn for self-introduction!

The classmates all looked at the handsome Qiao Yu, who they weren't very familiar with.

Their only impression was that Qiao Yu spoke little, was aloof, and was exceptionally handsome, belonging to the type who was tough and quiet.

With a chiseled face, fair wrists, and long, slender fingers with neatly trimmed nails.

Several girls' pupils turned into heart shapes. As the most handsome boy in the class, Qiao Yu naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Class monitor Ma Fei snorted disdainfully: Hmph! Just a pretty face! What's the use of being handsome? Talent in the Inner World is the real deal!

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Qiao Yu slowly stood up.

"My class is Necromancer, my talent..."

Qiao Yu recalled the "unknown" on his attribute panel and didn't know how to continue.

Silence.

The classroom fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone widened their eyes, staring blankly at Qiao Yu, who stood there with a calm demeanor.

"Holy crap!!!!"

Finally, a classmate reacted, exclaiming loudly.

"Necromancer is a hidden class! With a wave of the hand, you can summon countless undead creatures. Why can't I draw such a class!"

"Dream on, you'd be lucky to draw a cold. Let alone a hidden class!"

"Necromancer, that's terrifying. I remember there was a powerful Necromancer in the Inner World who single-handedly wiped out an entire guild!"

The classroom exploded with chatter over Qiao Yu's class.

Class monitor Ma Fei clenched his fists, looking at Qiao Yu with a hint of jealousy and disdain.

So what if it's a hidden class? No matter how strong a mage is, what can they do? If a Sword Cultivator or Assassin gets close, it's still a death sentence!

Mages are notoriously fragile, the last thing they want is to be assassinated up close.

Necromancers are even more fragile, as their bodies are weaker than ordinary people due to long-term contact with undead creatures.

Summoning takes a long time to cast, and without teammates to protect them, violent classes like Assassins, Sword Cultivators, and Blade Cultivators are the bane of Necromancers.

Of course, if a Necromancer has enough time to summon undead creatures, then even an army wouldn't be a match.

As the class monitor, Ma Fei was diligent in studying Inner World knowledge, and he knew the strengths and weaknesses of Necromancers all too well!

So what if it's a hidden class?

Unless Qiao Yu has enough time to summon undead creatures, in a one-on-one duel, my Sword Cultivator can beat your Necromancer easily!

In the Inner World, it's common for overconfident mages to be killed by small assassins, simply because mages are too fragile.

Moreover, he keenly noticed that Qiao Yu didn't mention his talent level.

Hmph, it must be too low to mention.

Ma Fei was determined to prove he was better than Qiao Yu! Restoring the class monitor's honor was his duty!

Qiao Yu waved his hand, said nothing, and calmly sat back down.

It's not that he didn't want to show off, he just didn't dare.

After all, he couldn't even cast a spell, only had slightly more strength than an ordinary person.

He wasn't even sure if he could protect himself in the novice trial, let alone stand out.

What if another Skeleton King popped up during the novice trial?

Little did he know, his behavior seemed even more mysterious to his classmates!

"Wow! Look, Qiao Yu is so composed, is this the demeanor of a genius? So cool!"

"Having a hidden class and still being so low-key, I'm not as good as Qiao Yu!"

"This is the difference between a genius and us ordinary people, even their mindset is so calm! If I drew a hidden class, I couldn't be as composed as Qiao Yu!"

Listening to his classmates' discussions, Qiao Yu remained expressionless on the surface, but inside, he was panicking.

What if his classmates found out he couldn't summon a single undead creature?

Waiting online, very urgent!

At this moment, Xue Jinlong spoke from the podium, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Excellent! Wonderful! Qiao Yu, the teacher is proud of you!"

Compared to Qiao Yu's hidden class, the subsequent self-introductions seemed mundane.

As the introductions continued, Yang Xiangdi couldn't help but speak to Qiao Yu.

"Qiao Yu, you're like a cow doing a handstand—unbelievably awesome!

Why couldn't I draw Necromancer? But luckily, my Spirit and Intelligence are both 7 and 8. That's decent, right?"

Recalling his own zero talents in both, Qiao Yu resisted the urge to punch Yang Xiangdi's chubby face and squeezed out six words through gritted teeth.

"No worries, hard work makes up for lack."

"I can't, I still need time to sleep well."

Proofreader & Editor: Peter Pan