Fan Yinle walked past the Winchester shotgun or bolt-type Mauser rifle from his hand, and walked past the gunman skeleton soldier with a revolver holster inserted around his waist, summoned the Undead Holy Book to start inquiring about his gains this time.

【Name: Fan Yinle

Life level: Level 2

Occupation: The Undead Mage

Race: Human

Professional attribute spirit: 506

Equipment: Platinum necklace, light armor for men, snake eye ring, hexagonal ring, pig iron ring

Props: Warrior Inauguration Certificate (10)

Professional talent skills (no practice required, no skill level restrictions will automatically become stronger as the life level is promoted): summon skeleton soldiers, absorb soul power

Career skills: Basic meditation, spiritual perception, corrosive rays, earth demon summoning, summoning skeleton enhancement, primary undead space

Magic value: 400

Undead units owned: Gunner Skeleton Soldier (30), Giant Skeleton Soldier (10), Orc Skeleton Soldier (154), Orc Skeleton Skeleton Soldier (10), Forest Snowman Skeleton Skeleton Soldier (80), Level 2 Warrior Skeleton Skeleton Soldier (1), Level 1 Warrior Skeleton Skeleton Soldier (4), Level 1 Skeleton Mage (3), Level 1 Skeleton Taoist (2)

The Dead Servant: Kel Thujad

Special Props for Soul Binding: The Undead Holy Book (Activate the Second Level)

Second job: None

The hexagonal ring and pig iron ring were taken off the corpse of a magician profession. It belongs to level 1 magic equipment. One ring can increase 1 mental power, and two more points are added.

Fan Yinle is looking forward to the scene where he wears a magic ring on his ten fingers.

During the battle, Fan Yinle also used several corroded rays to attack professionals and hand-cranked Gatling machine gunners. In addition, the cost of summoning skeleton soldiers left 400 magic points.

This time, the opponents are all humans, so Fan Yinle cannot absorb soul power and increase mental power.

"I didn't expect that I was so strong."

Fan Yinle looked at the data on his personal panel and felt extremely happy.

Now he has a meat shield and output, and the skeleton soldiers he led are comparable to an army!

In this battle, he didn't even use the third-level skeleton soldiers reserved in the primary undead space.

While Fan Yinle's skeleton soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly came to Fan Yinle to report: "Young Master, there is a person who claims to be a professional Mutual Aid Society and hopes to see you."

"oh?

The people we killed before seemed to be from the Professional Mutual Aid.

These white people are quite efficient. Less than half a month after the disaster came, a professional organization was established.

It’s a pity that this professional organization is too dark, and ordinary people are worse than slaves here."

Fan Yinle glanced at the malnourished white slave in the distance and said.

"Young Master, that professional Mutual Assistant is here to make peace."

“Make peace?

Haha, bring him here.”

Soon, a thin and short white man was brought over.

When Fan Yinle saw the other party's appearance of malnourishment, a trace of rich dissatisfaction flashed deep in his eyes.

Obviously, what the Professional Mutual Aid sends is just an ordinary person who can't even eat enough!

What sincerity is this?

Sure enough, after seeing Fan Yinle, this "negotiator" knelt down on both knees with a thud and kowtowed three times...

This slave is well-tamed!

"The professional is a senior, and the youngest is Plitt, who came to discuss peace with the sincerity of the president of the Professional Mutual Aid Society.

I hope this professional will be open-minded, give professionals a face to help each other, and put back those poor ordinary survivors."

"Haha, I'll give them to the Professional Mutual Aid Society, they're really pitiful.

Your president didn’t say what he wanted to compensate me?”

Prit's expression froze, and he kept kowtowing and begging for detours as if he was about to cry: "Sir, please spare your life. The young one was forced to come over. Krut made no promise at all, but was willing to accept the adults into the Professional Mutual Aid Society."

"Hmph, what's the good thing about his professional helping each other?

Why should I join?”

After hearing the expression of Prit's face changed, the crying face immediately turned into flattery: "Adults don't know that there are hundreds of beauties in the Professional Mutual Help Association that can be played with by adults. No matter what adults have, they can be played with at will, even if they are played to death, it doesn't matter much.

Moreover, the food supply collected by adults has the right to choose first. With the ability of adults, entering the professional mutual assistance club will inevitably be a position below one person and above ten thousand people!"

"I'm so arrogant!"

Fan Yinle scoffed at the welfare benefits of the Professional Mutual Aid Society. If he really wants women, wouldn’t there be so many students and girls in the Bible Academy beauties?

Many of them are even virgins, more than just better than those who are being played with!

but……

Fan Yinle smiled and said softly: "It's not impossible to join the Professional Mutual Help Association. Just ask your president to come over and talk to me in person."

After hearing this, Prit looked at the skeleton soldiers around him with a embarrassed expression. Many of them were even carrying guns!

The world is changing so fast that skeleton monsters are so good at playing guns!

However, Plitt, who is just an ordinary person, has no courage to refute Fan Yinle. God knows what kind of temperament this professional who can manipulate skeleton soldiers is. It would be a waste of time to kill him if he is unhappy!

Prit had long understood that in the doomsday environment, his life as an ordinary person who had no self-protection ability was even worse than grass mustard!

But not long after, Prit thought of a "best of both worlds".

"If the adults are willing to have a detailed discussion with the president, they can go to the president's residence to talk in person. The president's affairs are complicated and I'm afraid it will be difficult for a moment to get out of here."

"Oh? Want me to go in person?

Yes, you can lead the way!"

When Prit breathed a sigh of relief, Fan Yinle ordered Zhang Sanfeng: "Take those ordinary people back to the Bible Academy, but don't let them contact the people of the Death Church. These white people will be slaves of the Death Church, do you understand?"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said, "Okay, just..."

"Don't worry about me, my strength is much stronger than you."

"No, no, no, I'm not worried about the safety of the young master, but I'm afraid I can't stand it alone. If they run away..."

"Now there are zombies and magic monsters everywhere. If they want to run, let them run, just screen out those who are lucky.

After all, our labor shortage is not big."

Prit was stunned by the audition. Why were these slaves taking them away?

Didn’t you agree to give it back to professionals?

This is his biggest goal in this trip. If it cannot be completed...

Prit shivered unnaturally, but he did not dare to "remind" the professional master in front of him.

In Plitt's eyes, Fan Yinle's image is no worse than Crut. He is a demon who eats people and does not spit bones!
Chapter completed!