Walking out of the bathroom, Lu Jia remembered something that seemed to have been obtained in the hunting ground. The heavy feeling in his pocket reminded him. After touching it, he found that it was the black book that fell from the necromancer.

The cover feels soft and cold. I don’t know what material it is made of, but it feels like it can melt at any time when you pinch it in your hand.

"Book of the Dead"

Use the unsealable element ‘Tomb and Necromancer’

Tip: After unblocking, it will have an irreversible impact on the user's attributes, please consider it carefully."

After the black book was used, a tattoo with a tombstone pattern appeared on the back of Lu Jia's left hand. A strange feeling of coldness penetrated into the nerves through his skin. Lu Jia's mind felt a cooler, and in an instant, he sensed a force in his body.

There is another line below the spiritual attributes on the panel:

Superpowers:

Tomb·Nether: Level D5

Can be upgraded using Ghost Essence

Basic Spells·Soul Draw: Drawing the power of the tomb from dead corpses, the current number is 0/10.

Spell·Death Messenger: Grants the user the ability to communicate with the undead.

Spell·Tomb Aura: Try to use the tomb aura to pollute life bodies within a certain range, causing a deterrent/corrosion effect.

Spell·Summoning Souls: Let the dead come back to the world in the form of an undead.

...

Below the three spells is a row of tree-shaped gray icons, which made Lu Jia immediately think of the skill trees scattered in major online games. When he looked closely, the icons were blurry and he could not see any graphic at all.

"What are these skills?" Lu Jia asked.

"Ah~ Luboy, this is the skill system of the hunting ground. Tomb power has three basic skills. The next level of skills depends on you to dig on these three skills. Death has opened up many power systems, which is just one of them. But Luboy, isn't it too urgent to learn it so hasty?" 307 smiled: "I want to remind you that the power attribute will have an impact on your body and mind."

"You mean I will become a zombie in the future?" Lu Jia remembered the semi-corpse-turned-necromancer-turned-up appearance of those necromancers.

"Ha~ If you are addicted to power and try to use this power to do something strange, it is of course normal for what happens, but..." 307 smiled: "I think Lu Boy, you probably won't turn yourself into a zombie, okok, I just hope Lu Boy, you can be careful."

"What is the essence of ghost?" Lu Jia looked at another keyword on the panel.

"Oh~ This is a prop, uh~ You can get them in some hunting scenes. Of course, you can find this kind of thing in some high-level ghost-related maps. Of course, you can also exchange points in the redemption panel, but the price is a little higher.

But you are on a non-mainstream path." 307 smiled sinisterly: "The power of the tomb is surprisingly weak at low levels."

"Weak?" Lu Jia raised his eyebrows.

"Of course we are weak. Look at your three skills. Well, none of them can be used to fight directly. The only one summons the soul like a little. The things summoned before the power level is increased to a certain level are not enough. Even if this power is raised to the top level, all indicators can only be considered moderate. As far as I know, there are so many power systems that have the destructive power that can explode at the D5 level."

"You mean I made a bad choice?" Lu Jia asked.

"Of course it is." 307 Xiaoxiao: "Luboy, do you think that when you have supernatural abilities, Death will arrange for normal people to hunt each other with you?"

"This kind of supernatural unlocking prop is a very rare item." Lu Jia said: "My opponent has not obtained any superpowers after thirteen hunts. I was able to get it because I did an action that exceeded the expected difficulty of the script. If I fail, I will not have the chance to take it out of the hunting ground, right?"

"Uh~ Luboy, your consideration makes sense. But you have just entered the hunting ground and there are many opportunities. There is no need to be so anxious..."

"Since it has fallen into my hands, it can't be wasted." Lu Jia turned his head: "I am more concerned about another issue. Will some hunters deliberately suppress the score at a lower level and stay in the lower level?"

"Ah? Are you talking about the old fried dough sticks you encountered this time? They also have the value and significance of existence. Lu Boy, the cannon fodder hunter who struggles in the low-level game, is an important part of the hunting ground." 307 smiled: "The god of death left them there, and I just wanted to see how long they could live with their own cleverness. Lu Boy, you don't have to doubt that people without motivation will definitely not live long in the hunting ground. He won thirteen games, but wasn't he still in your hands?"

Lu Jia nodded, stroked the tattoo on the back of his left hand and fell into silence.

Trying to control the strange power that had just appeared in the body, Lu Jia drove them to lurk, and the tattoo on the back of his hands also faded and disappeared.

He still needs time to get familiar with this power.

"Luboy, there are three days left, enjoy it, gookluck."

307's figure disappeared, the room became empty again, Lu Jia looked at the points on the panel.

It was 5 o'clock before entering the hunting ground, but now it is 773 o'clock. If you compare the target, it seems that the difference is not far.

If you can get such a gain in every game, you can achieve your goal as long as you win three to four more games...

Of course, the premise is that he did not die.

Lu Jia decided to save these points. He did not have any shortcomings that he urgently had to make up for, and he did not need to spend a lot of points to strengthen - at least there is no need for this now.

The price of the ghost essence also made Lu Jia shake his head, 1,500 points were enough to dispel his desire.

Close the panel, grabbing the phone on the sofa, and quickly swept through the screen several text messages, one of which successfully retained his attention.

After reading this text message from the class teacher, Lu Jia realized that this time he entered the hunting ground and skipped class for nearly two full days.

A sense of dislocation made Lu Jiatun feel dazed.

Although Lu Jia is not a top-notch student in the past two years, he has a record that has been maintained.

He hasn't skipped classes yet.

...

"What did you say? You want to leave school!" Director Li looked at the student standing in front of him in surprise, and the temples on his forehead were beating.

For Lu Jia, the No. 3 Middle School is very concerned about it.

As a famous high school in the city, students who can see their grades are really rare animals. As the top students in the grade, they have great hope of entering key universities and are given special attention.

Studying cannot take up much time and energy for Lu Jia. If he were the kind of nerd who devoted himself to studying the mountains of books and topics, he would not have the leisure to write strategies for software magazines after school. When he chose No. 3 Middle School, he was just because he was close to home.

"Yes, my situation is not allowed to continue my studies." Lu Jia's expression was plain on his face, as if he was saying something was not his own.

This attitude made Director Li even more trouble.

He knew this student, and although he only knew a little, it was enough to let him know that the student's personality was at the level of a stubborn stone. As long as he made a decision, he would probably not change.

Lu Jia's frequent leave requests have long been prepared for Director Li. Although this absenteeism this time, it is not without preparation.

At least in Director Li's opinion, this is true.

Thinking of the family affairs of the students in front of him, Director Li opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found it difficult to say it.

He and Lu Jia do not have that deep and omniscient relationship with teachers and students - Lu Jia is not the kind of student who is easy to get closer, so some words cannot be said from Director Li's standpoint.

"Student Lu, in fact, even if you don't tell me about your affairs, I'll understand a little bit..." After pondering for a while, Director Li touched the middle-aged bald head: "Let's do this, Classmate Lu, I can give you a long vacation. Now it's the second year of high school. With your learning level, your studies will probably not be left behind... You can think about it carefully during this period."

"Thank you, Director Li." Lu Jia was silent for a moment and agreed.

Director Li is an old teacher with a good temper. He has been in No. 3 Middle School for a long time and is one of the few teachers who are good and poor. He has taken good care of Lu Jia for several semesters, and Lu Jia doesn't want him to be difficult for him.

"That's good..." Director Li breathed a sigh of relief, and held up the old-fashioned black-framed glasses, but couldn't help but say more: "Student Lu, from the perspective of an educator, I don't recommend you give up your studies. No matter what the reason... I hope you can think about it carefully and think about your family's expectations for you."

What to expect from me?

What she needs now is my strength...

Shaking his head and saying nothing to Director Li, Lu Jia returned to the classroom, packed up his things, walked out of the door with a heavy schoolbag, and just walked out of the corridor. A voice mixed with anger came into Lu Jia's ears:
Chapter completed!