Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn was happy, but some people were not.

Kevin has been living in a daze these past few days.

During meditation, Lynn's predatory way of absorbing negative energy particles was overwhelming for him.

The results of several days of meditation were not as good as those of the previous day.

This made him feel increasingly worse, and he would wear a sour face when he greeted his mentor every morning.

This anomaly was quickly noticed by his mentor, a formal wizard specializing in experiments with flesh and soul—the Soul Reaper Morpheus.

Kevin's talent was passable. Although Morpheus didn't have high hopes for him, he didn't want him to "waste" his talent like that.

After all, with his still relatively abundant flesh and soul, plus his death affinity talent, he could create some decent things.

If one dies in the "Three Trials of Life and Death" three months later, the body will become the academy's property. It's better to contribute to one's experiments now to avoid wasting it.

Morpheus's laboratory was filled with a mixture of formaldehyde and the burning smell of souls; lingering in it for too long could cause a feeling of dizziness.

After Kevin finished his usual greetings, he was about to leave when his tutor suddenly called him back.

This gave Kevin a chilling feeling.

Did I anger my supervisor by having such a sour face these past few days?

Thinking of this, Kevin quickly rubbed his stiff face and forced a fawning smile.

"Mentor, you wanted to see me?"

Morpheus beckoned Kevin over, tapping his fingers on the lab table, his sinister gaze sweeping over Kevin's face, which was slightly gloomy due to the stagnation of his mental energy.

"Kevin, your meditation progress... seems to have stalled."

Morpheus's voice was hoarse.

"Tell me, what's bothering you? With your talent, this shouldn't be happening."

"If you fail the assessment in three months... you know the consequences."

Upon hearing this, Kevin shuddered in fright.

The mentor was originally dissatisfied with his own progress in cultivation.

But... my mentor has actually been paying attention to my cultivation all along? I thought he had never cared about me at all.

Thinking of this, Kevin felt a warm current well up in his heart.

He didn't detect the coldness in his mentor's words. Instead, he thought his mentor was concerned about his cultivation progress, and a feeling of gratitude for being "valued" and an urge to vent his grievances welled up in his heart.

"Mentor! You must do me a favor!"

Kevin felt like he had found a backer and immediately poured out his grievances, embellishing the story of how his roommate Lynn had "bullied" him.

However, his words were filled with jealousy and resentment.

"Lynn? Your roommate is that Lynn with the extraordinary soul talent?" A barely perceptible glint flashed in Morpheus's eyes.

He had long coveted the soul of that genius apprentice under Gregor's command; it was definitely top-notch experimental material!

I never expected Kevin to be his roommate!

As expected of a dark wizard, a wicked plan instantly took shape in his mind.

Morpheus forced a seemingly sympathetic but actually hypocritical expression onto his face and sighed:

"I see. It's really unpleasant to be suppressed by a genius. Being restless during meditation is definitely a big no-no."

Upon seeing this, Kevin's eyes instantly filled with tears.

His mentor still loves him!

"Professor, you must help me. Please help me change dorm rooms, or even let me live in the lab. I can clean the lab for you every day..."

Kevin has no intention of taking revenge on Lynn right now; he just wants to get as far away from this devil as possible.

Morpheus reached out and interrupted Kevin's rambling. After a moment of contemplation, he took out a seemingly inconspicuous gray-black stone from his sleeve.

The stone's surface was rough, and it was only the size of a fingernail, with faint energy fluctuations.

"This is a 'Distraction Stone'."

Morpheus handed the stone to Kevin, his tone enticing.

"You just need to quietly place it where Lynn meditates every day, and it will subtly influence his meditation results, letting him experience the feeling of slow progress."

"At that time, he will naturally have neither the mind nor the ability to 'bully' you anymore."

Kevin was overjoyed and quickly took the stone, thanking Morpheus profusely.

When Kevin held the stone in his hand, he felt a moment of disorientation, as if he were in a dream.

This "Distraction Stone" is indeed extraordinary!

Watching Kevin leave with the "Distraction Stone" as if it were a precious treasure, Morpheus couldn't help but let out a strange "hehehe" laugh.

What kind of monsters can a superior soul talent create?

Poor Kevin had no idea that he had become a pawn being used.

Kevin, holding the Soul Stone, had no interest in doing anything else and went straight back to his dorm.

Before Lynn returned, he carefully used his dagger to carve a small groove in the center of the stone bed where Lynn usually sat and embedded the "Mind-Concentrating Stone" into it.

Finally, a little stone powder mixed with adhesive is used to smooth the surface, making it very inconspicuous.

After doing all this, Kevin felt both apprehensive and a twisted sense of pleasure.

He sat cross-legged on his bed, no longer in the mood for meditation, looking forward to the "good show" when Lynn returned.

Lynn, you were the one who acted ruthlessly first, so don't blame me!

After finishing a day of lab work and library sweeping, Lynn had dinner directly in the communal dining hall.

A moss cake that provides basic energy but tastes like chewing wax, and a cup of nightshade flower tea that offers a slight soothing effect but has a bitter taste.

When he returned to his dorm room, he saw Kevin looking at him with anticipation, even excitement.

Lynn frowned slightly, wondering what this guy was up to now.

I was cursing myself yesterday, so why am I so happy today?

Could it be that he's driven crazy by his own pressure?

Seeing Lynn looking at him with a questioning gaze, Kevin's heart tightened, and he grinned foolishly as if struck by a divine inspiration:

"The weather is so nice today!"

Is the weather nice?

Does our perpetually dark demiplane ever have good weather?

Lynn ignored the idiot Kevin.

After using a magical trick to cleanse himself of his filth, he went straight to his stone bed, ready to begin his routine meditation.

However, when Lynn sat cross-legged and tried to enter a meditative state, he felt an unprecedented sense of unease.

The energy particles surrounding the spiritual core were not as docile as usual; instead, they appeared restless and agitated.

There was also a faint, almost imperceptible force that seemed to be pulling his consciousness away from his body!

Did something go wrong during meditation?

An ordinary apprentice might have doubts, but for Lynn...

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

A 100% analytical meditation cannot go wrong!

Thinking of Kevin's strange behavior just now, Lynn immediately became alert and stopped meditating.

Was it this kid who did this?

He activated his [Mental Perception] to survey his surroundings, but found nothing wrong; all the energy around him was normal.

Am I just overthinking it?

Lynn had some doubts.

He then had a sudden inspiration and used the [Analysis] function on himself for the first time.