Early spring.
In everyone's mind, early spring should be a time when the earth warms up and all things revive.
However, because City C is located in the northeast, it is still snowing lightly even though it is already February.
It was already late.
Miss Ouyang remained seated on her phoenix carriage.
However, there were a few more burning oil drums around.
Of course.
The oil drum didn't contain gasoline; instead, it contained wood collected from the surrounding area.
On the road to the left of the Phoenix Carriage was a tent.
This is the one that Ouyang Qianjin used in the dungeon before; it was prepared by Old Sebastian.
As a housekeeper, you must consider all possibilities for the host family.
Only in this way can one calmly respond to a sudden request from the master.
What is a major?
That's professionalism!
Although this type of tent may not provide much warmth on snowy days, it's still adequate for temporary use for one night.
However, Sebastian was fully prepared.
But Ouyang Qianjin had no intention of going into the tent that someone else might have used.
At this moment, Ouyang Qianjin was looking at her panel with her right hand trembling.
She was already level 24 by the time the sun set.
After nightfall, she successfully leveled up to level 25.
The time has come for you to choose your skills again.
However, among the skills given for the third brother this time, Ouyang Qianjin only favors one skill: [Life Drain].
[Life Drain: Absorbs the enemy's life force to heal injuries; only effective on the user.]
After all, he is a necromancer.
This skill, which appears to be capable of healing, is extremely important to her, a 'weakling'.
If you encounter an assassination attempt or get injured.
Using it immediately will definitely bring you unexpected benefits.
Moreover, it's a skill that can save your life no matter how you look at it.
She had no reason not to choose this.
But that's where the problem lies.
After she chose the [Life Drain] skill, she was naturally corrupted by her own talent.
As expected.
At first, Ouyang Qianjin didn't care.
After all, all of her skills have corrosive effects.
However, after the skill was corrupted, Ouyang Qianjin realized how much she had 'neglected' the skill.
Life Drain Skill [Erosion Effect: While draining life, it also absorbs the opponent's soul to strengthen its own. It is ineffective against the souls of powerful beings. (This ineffectiveness gradually weakens as the caster's level and soul strength increase.)]
Doesn't it look incredibly powerful?
If that's your thinking, then you're right.
The sight of the corrosive effect made Ouyang Qianjin gasp and her hands tremble.
"Young Miss, are you feeling a bit cold? Would you like some more firewood?"
For skeletons, who have no skin and no body temperature, it doesn't matter much whether it's windy or rainy, or hot or cold outside.
But Ouyang Qianjin is a real 'human' who can feel temperature.
This kind of shaking is definitely not a normal 'body movement' no matter how you look at it.
It must be cold!
Convinced that this was the case, old Sebastian immediately stepped forward and pulled a blanket from the trunk of Ouyang Qianjin's armchair to drape over her.
Fortunately, I had considered all possibilities and was well prepared.
Otherwise, this impromptu night battle that the young lady decided to have today might have frozen her to death...
"Sebastian, could you go and capture a live boarman?"
Ouyang Qianjin, who was engrossed in looking at her own panel, was startled by Sebastian's action.
However, she immediately gave Sebastian an order.
After all, even in her previous life, Miss Ouyang had never encountered such a spiritual matter.
But when I think about my identity as a necromancer, it makes perfect sense.
Death, souls, curses, darkness, corpses...
These are some of the topics that necromancers can never avoid.
It also comes with treatment.
This is something that Miss Ouyang values very much.
Soul healing, soul enhancement.
I don't know if it will have any effect on my condition.
"Miss, please remove the words 'can' or 'can'."
After speaking, Sebastian turned around gracefully, picked up his sword, and charged back into the battlefield.
In no time at all, he came over carrying a half-dead Steelbeard Boarman.
"Not bad, not bad, quite efficient."
Looking at the short, fat, and exceptionally ugly boar-man in front of her, whose whole body was sizzling with blood, Ouyang Qianjin praised Sebastian.
"Thank you for your compliment."
She remained as elegant as ever.
Ouyang Qianjin smiled and shook her head, then proceeded to attack the boar-man.
[Learn from Life!]
With just this one move, Ouyang Qianjin sensed something unusual.
The steel-bearded boar-man suddenly paused, and then its life force, along with its soul, detached from its body like a fish pulled from the water and floated towards Ouyang Qianjin.
"Um--"
At the moment when life force and soul enter one's body.
Ouyang Qianjin couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan.
Well, how should I put it?
It's like the first sip of iced cola you drink after running around in the sweltering heat of 30 or 40 degrees Celsius on a hot summer day—it's refreshing and invigorating.
While Ouyang Qianjin was enjoying this pleasure with her eyes closed, Sebastian, who was standing to the side, was watching closely.
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