Lisa seemed to still be dreaming, awakened by the “thump thump” at the window. Sleepy-eyed, she opened her pink canopy and stepped out barefoot from inside.

The carpet was also pink. Her fair, jade-like little feet landed on it, and under the tranquil moonlight, her five toes looked soft and pink, appearing rather cute and charming.

Lisa was a bit younger than Brian, a young lady from a noble family. Putting aside how she treated Brian, Lisa was still an out-and-out little beauty: long, silky golden hair, standing at 1.62 meters tall—just a bit taller than Brian—with slender eyebrows, a straight nose, and rosy, lovely lips.

Dressed in pink pajamas, Lisa still seemed not fully awake. After leaving her pink little bed, she instinctively looked toward the source of the sound.

A familiar face, covered in blood, appeared at the window. Blood streaked from both eyes, nostrils, and the corners of the mouth, making the long face look ferocious and terrifying. The thin body swayed back and forth at the window as if weightless, hollow eyes staring blankly at her, with not a trace of life.

“Waaah…”

A terrified scream echoed throughout the entire girls’ dormitory area.

Ryan Carter sneered inwardly, thinking, “If I don’t scare you to death this time, I’ll at least scare you unconscious.” As he thought this, Ryan Carter’s expression grew even more terrifying. His hollow eyes rolled back, showing only the whites, and his body swayed even more violently on the tree branch.

Because his eyes were rolled back, Ryan Carter could no longer see Lisa. After that soul-shattering scream, as Ryan Carter’s expression became more and more frightening, suddenly, he could no longer hear Lisa’s voice.

She must have fainted from fright, Ryan Carter thought. Hearing the curses of the necromancy girls around, Ryan Carter figured it was about time to leave, or else he’d be in big trouble if caught.

Just as he was about to return his eyes to normal and escape, a sharp pain suddenly shot through the bridge of his nose, followed by another burst of pain on his head. His body involuntarily fell from the tree, landing with a jolt that left him sore and dizzy.

Then, like a rainstorm, blows landed on Ryan Carter’s body with a “crackling” sound. A voice scolded while hitting him: “Brian, I didn’t expect you to have any guts! You actually survived last time, but is your brain broken? I, your lady, practice necromancy and spend every day with skeletons and zombies. You idiot, you dare pretend to be a corpse to scare me? I really admire your stupidity. Do you think the future grand necromancer Lisa can’t even tell if a soul is in a body or not?”

The pain on his body was intense, but his heart hurt even more. That fool Brian had been a servant in the necromancy department for six years—how could he not know such basic common sense? Because of him, Ryan Carter’s first attempt at mischief ended in such a disaster.

Necromancy? This mysterious magic could even distinguish such things—there really was something to it. It seemed that in this unfamiliar world, there was much he needed to learn, or else today’s tragedy might repeat itself.

As the pain intensified, Ryan Carter cried out while his mind raced. He thought, “Chu Cangming’s demonic arts have ‘demon’ in the name, and necromancy doesn’t sound like a good path either. If I study both at the same time, will there be a conflict—or maybe… become even stronger?”

Chapter 3: From Fool to Madman

While Ryan Carter was lost in thought, he felt pain all over his body. The little witch Lisa was still beating him wildly. Poor Ryan Carter, his body was terribly weak. The first blow had hit his nose, making his tears flow uncontrollably. After falling from the tree, he was even more dazed from the pain, curling up on the ground and exposing the fleshiest parts—like his buttocks—for Lisa to hit.

But after a while, Ryan Carter suddenly noticed something strange. A trace of magic energy in his body happened to flow to his buttocks, and wherever the magic energy passed, when Lisa kicked there, it didn’t hurt as much.

The places that had been burning with pain felt much better after the magic energy passed through, and there even seemed to be—a rather pleasant sensation.

Ryan Carter was baffled. He thought, “This ‘solid body’ stage of the demonic arts really is a ‘self-torture’ skill.” As he was lost in thought, that trace of magic energy moved to his right buttock, and Lisa’s kick landed right on the spot where the magic energy was.

“Ah!” “Ow!”

Two cries, one high and one low, suddenly rang out from Ryan Carter and Lisa respectively. Lisa suddenly felt that Ryan Carter’s right buttock was harder than stone, and her little foot hurt so much she immediately pulled back, crying out in pain.

Ryan Carter, on the other hand, felt that the spot Lisa kicked didn’t hurt at all—in fact, it felt extremely comfortable. With pain all over his body, that sudden pleasant sensation made him involuntarily let out a soft moan, and that “ah” sounded unspeakably… lewd, as if…

“Brian, you idiot, why do you have rocks in your pants?”

Lisa, rubbing her crystal-like little foot, shouted angrily. At this moment, several other necromancy girls appeared around Ryan Carter and Lisa, all sleepy-eyed, staring at Ryan Carter with cold, chilling gazes.