Dark Wizard: Rise! My undead army!

Lynn left the world of Stigmata and sat in the laboratory, his expression not looking good.

He had to admit that touching Lin Chen's head just now felt like touching a stone—it had no warmth and no life.

You can't even fool your own soul, let alone your fate.

"It's so fake." He shook his head and sighed as he sipped his "refreshing tea".

These figures, formed by the power of the world, have no soul.

Without a soul, there is no emotional response.

Lynn tried to immerse herself in the role, but each time it felt like acting opposite a talking puppet.

The fragment of the star trail lay motionless in his clothes, neither acknowledging these people nor this experience.

Lynn stared at the teacup in his hand for a while, and suddenly had an idea.

Since they have no feelings, no independent consciousness, and no ability to think, then let's create some people with thoughts and feelings!

This is something that would be difficult for other wizards, but it is not complicated for Lynn.

He could even resurrect Rowling and Malfa II, so it wouldn't be complicated to create a few more "NPCs" with emotions in the same way.

However, to achieve this effect, you need to use a true soul.

He remembered that many souls were still being nurtured in the Soul Forge.

Those souls were also living, intelligent beings in life, with complete personalities and emotional instincts.

If we use them to represent people in a simulated world, we can at least solve the problem of "having no soul".

"Hmm... Put the true soul inside and weave in some thoughts and emotions, then let them evolve on their own."

"If that still doesn't work, then it proves that this path is blocked!"

He immediately stood up, returned to the laboratory, and selected suitable remnant souls from the Soul Forge.

The steward, guards, maids, members of the collateral branches of the clan, and everyone else in the small town all need to use their true souls to sustain them.

Lynn stood in front of the Soul Forge and placed his hand on the forge wall.

Inside the furnace, the ghostly blue soul fire slowly rotated, with countless specks of soul light floating within it.

Some were bright, some were dim, some flowed like fine sand, and some condensed into tiny human-shaped phantoms.

Most of these souls came from the planes he conquered, the spoils he seized, and the stockpiles left behind by Malfa.

Putting everything else aside, he certainly doesn't lack a soul.

If that's still not enough, he also has two shops that specialize in selling souls, which can deliver large quantities of souls with just a few words.

"Pick out Lin Chen's first," Lin En said in a low voice.

His spiritual power probed into the furnace, like a hand reaching into deep water and stirring it.

A large number of soul points were disturbed and scattered.

Lynn ignored the large, bright, and oddly shaped lights, focusing only on the quietest points of light.

He needs a pure soul, the purer the better.

Such a soul is generally pure, sentimental, and not easily tainted by distracting thoughts, making it most suitable to bear the kind of karmic bond between father and son that he desires.

Lynn's mental energy pierced through layers of soul fire and finally found a pale white spot of light in an extremely quiet corner.

The soul was small, with a soft light and almost no impurities on its surface.

"You're the one," Lynn said.

The mental energy enveloped the soul and gently pulled it out.

A pale white dot floated above Lynn's palm, its temperature slightly cool, yet its aura was very steady.

Lynn continued to probe into the furnace, starting to select family members.

The lively and cheerful Lin Yao, the intellectual and generous Ailiya, the gentle and obedient Xixi...

Furthermore, one cannot simply choose any servants within the family.

"The housekeeper should be mature and steady, and should be able to convey the ideas of unity, friendship, and filial piety to Lin Chen in his daily life."

Lynn muttered to himself as he searched.

"The guards must be loyal, and they can't be too soft-hearted. They need to show Lin Chen what courage and fearlessness are."

"The maids could be prettier; if they spend more time with Lin Chen, they might develop feelings for each other."

"Bring a few members of the collateral branches." Lynn pulled out another fifteen or sixteen souls, of varying sizes, some of which were still gently wriggling.

After selecting the core members of the family, Lynn stopped looking at them one by one.

He used his mental power to scoop up a wide area, like casting a net to grab all the souls needed within the small town.

The souls of these NPCs come in all colors—gray, green, blue, and those with black edges—and are churned together and stuffed into the edge of the simulated world.

The world can't only have a beautiful side. The more complex the humanity of the NPCs in a small town, the more realistic they are, and the easier it is to evoke feelings.

"Everyone's here," Lynn said.

He brought these souls back to the world of the Holy Mark and entered the simulation area.

Lin Chen's soul was placed in a separate nurturing enclosure, while the others lined up in front of him, waiting to be shaped.

Lynn first used the power of the world to create temporary bodies for these souls.

This body is also virtual, and is vastly different from Rowling's and Malfa II's real bodies.

However, this is also good, as it not only saves the world's resources, but also allows for rapid evolution and change under the flow of time.

Bones, muscles, and skin were layered on top of each other, and soon, stewards, guards, maids, and members of the collateral branches of the clan took shape one after another.

They stood there, their eyes still closed, like a row of freshly sculpted clay figures.

Lynn circled around them, thinking that this wasn't enough.

Even with a body and soul, without memory and emotions, these people will still be like puppets.

He needs to give them a reason to "come back to life".

Lynn raised his hands, and pale gray soul threads swirled around his fingertips.

This is the "memory weaving technique" he learned from the Malfa Laboratory.

The silk threads spread out like a spider web, each disappearing into the forehead of a soul.

He first instilled a sense of identity in his family members.

The butler is called Old Gray, and he has served the Gray Feather family for generations.

The head guard is called Iron Teeth. He was picked up from the wild by the clan chief and has been with him for almost ten years.

The two maids who served Lin Chen were named Xiao He and Xiao He, and both looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old.

"You are the butler, you respect the clan leader, and you are especially attentive to the young master." Lynn whispered as she wove together memories to brainwash them.

"You're a guard. The clan chief saved your life. If anyone tries to harm the clan chief, you'd better rush forward first."

"You and Xiaohe are like sisters, but Xiaohe always likes to slack off, and you always cover for her."

As the threads of memory deepened, expressions slowly began to appear on these people's faces.

The butler frowned, as if lost in thought, his fists clenching tighter and his lips tightening.

Lynn then used the Emotional Binding Technique to amplify the emotional instincts of these souls.

Family ties, loyalty, friendship, compassion, and anger are all amplified according to their respective roles.

The steward's loyalty and sense of responsibility increased several times over, and the guards' instinct to protect their master also improved considerably.

"Smile," Lynn said to the maid Xiaohe.

Xiaohe slowly opened her eyes, initially looking bewildered, then as if remembering something, she gave Lin En a gentle smile: "Clan Chief."

Lynn nodded: "Go check the kitchen, we have guests tonight."

Xiaohe curtsied and turned to leave.

She walked lightly and even hummed a little tune.

"It's done." Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.

He then added the memories and emotions of the collateral branches of the clan.

These people each had their own agendas; some respected the clan leader, while others simply wanted to live a peaceful life.

Lynn didn't push their relationship too far, leaving some room for them to develop and evolve on their own.