After chatting for a while longer, Stanley went off to process his "Apprentice Necromancer Certificate," while Faraday turned and re-entered the reception room.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, Faraday couldn't help but feel a surge of nervousness when facing Zhong Shenxiu's placid expression.

"Master, please wait just a moment longer, we'll be ready shortly!" Faraday offered as an opening gambit.

Zhong Shenxiu still didn't speak, merely glancing at him before directing his gaze elsewhere. Kaine, standing next to him, however, offered a pleasant smile: "We appreciate your trouble!"

It was precisely Kaine's presence that kept the atmosphere in the room from becoming overly oppressive.

"Not at all, it is our duty!" Faraday hastily replied with a forced smile. Although he had no idea of this woman's background, anyone accompanying Zhong Shenxiu deserved respect.

"Chairman Faraday, your establishment hasn't been running for very long, has it?" Kaine seemed to notice Faraday struggling for conversation and quickly asked.

Faraday nodded. "This place was completed two months ago, and we've only been officially operating for about a month. Truthfully, most of us here are newcomers, brought in from various smaller locales below."

"Chairman Faraday, is your 'Necromancers' Guild' just located in this one city, or..." Kaine left the question hanging deliberately.

Upon hearing this, Faraday seemed rather proud. "It's not just in 'Dream Evening City'; every major city has one. We are still in the preliminary development stage, but soon enough, even the smaller towns below will be establishing 'Necromancers' Guilds' sequentially!"

"Chairman Faraday, will your 'Dark Magic' ever feature in the textbooks at the major academies?" Kaine asked again, her curiosity piqued.

This question momentarily stunned Faraday; he truly had never considered it. In the past, ordinary people thoroughly despised 'Necromancers' and were ashamed to be associated with them. Major Magic and Martial Academies not only refrained from offering courses in 'Dark Magic,' but books discussing it were scarce, usually offering only simple introductions. Any texts detailing cultivation were classified as forbidden and barred from student circulation!

Faraday had initially believed that this was as good as it would get—at least they finally possessed a unified organization and no longer needed to hold clandestine gatherings. But Kaine’s reminder forced him to deliberate further.

If 'Dark Magic' could genuinely be incorporated into the student curriculum, it would represent a monumental transformation for 'Necromancers.' At that point, Necromancers would enjoy equal standing with mages and finally earn respect from the world!

A jolt of excitement—Faraday suddenly couldn't suppress his enthusiasm!

Yet, he hadn't let this excitement cloud his judgment. While this prospect was wonderful, he knew he lacked the personal power and capability to bring it to fruition. If only it were Zhong Shenxiu...

Lost in thought, Faraday’s gaze returned to Zhong Shenxiu. He was increasingly realizing that Zhong Shenxiu was nothing short of a god sent from heaven to the Necromancers, a deity capable of utterly changing their destiny!

Perhaps due to his overwhelming excitement, Faraday completely forgot to answer Kaine's question.

Kaine, however, didn't seem to mind, maintaining that faint, gentle smile, a light capable of melting the very ice itself.

A brief silence fell over the room. Just then, Faraday stammered, "M-Master..."

Zhong Shenxiu looked up at him, his expression seeming to convey: Spit it out already; can't you see I’m waiting?

Faraday hesitated, then finally managed, "Master, I wish to invite you to be an Elder of our 'Necromancers' Guild.' What are your thoughts on this proposal?"

Having spoken, Faraday dared not meet Zhong Shenxiu's eyes. He knew that to realize any grand ambitions, forging a strong relationship with Zhong Shenxiu was paramount. With his guidance and assistance, not only could 'Dark Magic' become a teaching subject, but making 'Necromancers' the focal point of the world might not even be impossible!

To borrow a slogan: Because of genius, anything is possible! Oh yeah!

The crucial matter now was how to persuade Zhong Shenxiu to accept the position of Elder in the 'Necromancers' Guild.' Only once that was settled could there be hope for anything else.

Zhong Shenxiu remained silent, observing Faraday intently. His stillness caused Faraday's heartbeat to accelerate, his breathing growing labored.

Kaine, whether out of curiosity or on Zhong Shenxiu's behalf, softly inquired, "Chairman Faraday, what exactly is this 'Elder of the Necromancers' Guild' you speak of?"

Glad for the interruption, Faraday eagerly explained, "It's merely a position, one whose authority is nearly equal to, if not greater than, the Chairman's!"

"And what do they usually do?" Kaine pressed further.

"Usually, they do nothing!" Faraday replied with great animation. "It's quite similar to the Elders of the 'Mages' Association.' They are only called upon when major crises strike or when insurmountable difficulties arise; otherwise, they spend their days..."

Because Faraday was addressing Kaine, he failed to notice a faint, unusual gleam flicker in Zhong Shenxiu's eyes. Had he seen it, he would have been even more thrilled, for it signaled Zhong Shenxiu’s burgeoning interest.

"And what benefits come with being an Elder?" Kaine continued asking.

Faraday smiled. Even if Kaine hadn't asked, he planned to mention them.

"Elders enjoy all the welfare benefits of the association. They receive a monthly stipend even if they do nothing, and they have the right to review any confidential documents. Furthermore, if an Elder makes a significant contribution to the Guild, they can receive a certain percentage of the profits." As Faraday spoke, the light in Zhong Shenxiu's eyes brightened once more, becoming increasingly distinct.

At that moment, Zhong Shenxiu, who had been silent, suddenly interjected: "A certain percentage of the profits—what is that percentage?"

Faraday was initially taken aback, then his face lit up with joy. He quickly replied, "That depends on the magnitude of the contribution; there isn't a fixed standard yet. The final ratio can be negotiated and settled!"

As he spoke, he watched Zhong Shenxiu's expression closely.

"Is the profit share calculated for the long term or the short term?" Zhong Shenxiu pressed, though his expression remained as calm as still water.

"That depends on whether the profit generated by the contribution is long-term or short-term..."

Faraday was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"What if it pertains to a major transformation for your 'Necromancers'?" Zhong Shenxiu’s words landed like a bombshell, stunning Faraday into immobility.

What did that imply? Could it be...?

Faraday seemed to grasp something profound, and the look he gave Zhong Shenxiu was a mixture of excitement, fervent hope, and deep awe.

"If I allow your 'Necromancers' to walk freely under the sun, and restore your true forms, what profit share do I receive? And for how long?" Zhong Shenxiu asked, his tone utterly devoid of emotion.

Unbeknownst to him, the moment these words left his lips, Faraday began to tremble, his mind experiencing a momentary blankness!

It was too world-shattering, too unbelievably monumental! Which 'Necromancer' wouldn't desire these two things?

They had long loathed their existence in darkness, having gone too long without feeling the warmth of the sun. If Zhong Shenxiu truly could accomplish these two feats, the two greatest shortcomings of the Necromancer class would be eliminated, potentially drawing countless more into their ranks!

However, this matter was too vast, concerning the entirety of the 'Necromancer world,' and Faraday couldn't make a definitive decision or offer Zhong Shenxiu a concrete answer immediately.

Fearing Zhong Shenxiu might change his mind impulsively, he quickly stated, "M-Master, those two points you mentioned, I... I cannot decide alone. But I can report this to the higher-ups and guarantee we will provide a satisfactory answer as swiftly as possible!"

Zhong Shenxiu fell silent once more, returning to his previous stillness, which immediately caused the previously exuberant Faraday to feel his heart leap into his throat again. Fortunately, Kaine, who understood Zhong Shenxiu better, smiled and said, "Chairman Faraday, we will trouble you then!"

Faraday paused, looking at Kaine with immense gratitude.

He realized now that Kaine was like a celestial fairy, always offering him aid whenever he felt utterly helpless or cornered!

"Um, Master, do you agree to become an Elder of our 'Necromancers' Guild'?" Faraday asked nervously.

"I do not have the time," Zhong Shenxiu stated flatly.

Faraday panicked inwardly. "No, no, it won't take up much of your time! You can pursue whatever you wish to do; we only ask that you lend your aid should the Guild face a crisis. The 'Necromancers' Guild' is only just beginning, and future salaries and benefits will only improve."

Seeing Zhong Shenxiu remained utterly unmoved, Faraday tried again: "We will not restrict the Elder's actions in any way. If you have matters needing attention, you can instruct personnel at the Guild to assist. Elders can claim benefits at any 'Necromancers' Guild,' regardless of whether..."

Faraday grew increasingly desperate, almost reduced to pleading on his knees, yet Zhong Shenxiu remained impassive. Finally, out of options, Faraday cast a pitiful look toward Kaine, his eyes pleading: Fairy Sister, please put in a good word for me?

Kaine didn't speak, only offered Faraday a gentle smile and a reassuring nod.

And indeed, just then, Zhong Shenxiu spoke again, asking Faraday, "How many 'Elders' can your organization have at maximum?"

Faraday was startled, unsure of Zhong Shenxiu's underlying intention, so he answered truthfully, "Each 'Necromancers' Guild' has three positions. Since the Guild is only just established, those spots are currently vacant!"

Kaine, however, discerned the implication in Zhong Shenxiu's question and quickly asked, "Chairman Faraday, might I ask if Robin is eligible to become an Elder here?" If you wish to know what happens next, please log onto , where there are more chapters, supporting the author and genuine reading.