After Turning Into A Little Skeleton, I Got Contracted By A Goddess

"Zhou! Ming! Rui!"

In the room, Yan Wuyue felt a fit of inexplicable anger erupting from her heart as she looked at Zhou Mingrui, who was still sleeping soundly on the bed. It was like a volcano erupting.

"What? It's still early. Let me sleep a little longer." Zhou Mingrui rubbed his drowsy eyes, rolled over, and continued to sleep.

Yan Wuyue's clenched fist was trembling. Finally, she couldn't help but kick Zhou Mingrui, whose butt was facing her.

Plop.

Zhou Mingrui's body immediately rolled off the bed, and he fell.

"Yan Wuyue, what are you doing?" Suddenly, Zhou Mingrui, whose head was in close contact with the ground, shouted.

"Don't you see what time it is now? Who was the one who promised me last night that he would cultivate and improve with me today?" Yan Wuyue was not afraid at all and even took two steps forward.

"Uh..." Zhou Mingrui was instantly at a loss for words.

Yesterday, he was goaded into it by this girl, but this time, as a man, he couldn't go back on his words, so he could only helplessly say, "I know, I'll go."

With a thought, a cloak draped over Zhou Mingrui's body.

"I'm very curious. You're clearly an undead spirit. Why do you need to sleep like a normal person?" Yan Wuyue asked curiously while walking.

Normally, even if other people's summoned spirits were humanoid, they would not be like Zhou Mingrui, who was completely like a normal human being.

Zhou Mingrui pursed his lips. He couldn't possibly tell Yan Wuyue that this was his habit as a human before he transmigrated.

His mind turned, and he could only reply casually, "It's true that I'm an undead spirit, but I'm actually a necromancer. I need to meditate to train my mental strength, do you understand?"

Yan Wuyue opened her mouth slightly and said after a few seconds, "Do I look like a three-year-old child that's easy to fool?"

After all, in the previous battle with Zhao Anqi, Zhou Mingrui's performance looked like a Summoner in melee combat.

Now, he was saying that he was a mage and that mages only engaged in close combat these days?

Seeing the look of disbelief on Yan Wuyue's face, Zhou Mingrui shrugged and said, "It's up to you to believe it or not. Also, let me tell you, my cultivation is different from yours, so don't bother me later."

Yan Wuyue gave Zhou Mingrui a suspicious look and said, "As long as you don't tell me that your training is meditating for the whole day, I'll be able to accept it."

"Uh..." Zhou Mingrui was instantly at a loss for words.

"Sigh, I'm truly speechless." Yan Wuyue covered her face and sighed.

"Why don't you believe me? You'll know when I'm done cultivating that skill." Zhou Mingrui couldn't be bothered to explain, so he could only play dumb.

However, he wasn't lying. The strange thing in the ring last time would be able to completely merge with him very soon.

[Item Name: Netherworld Fire Seed]

[Effect: After use, it can allow living people to come into contact with the most mysterious sea of undead, from which they can comprehend and cultivate the true meaning of death.]

This was what was stored in the disk. Simply put, it could allow an ordinary person to become a necromancer after passing the test.

As for Zhou Mingrui, he was an undead spirit. The Netherworld Fire Seed was of great significance to him.

After Yan Wuyue went back last night, Zhou Mingrui took out this thing and began to study it. As soon as he opened the disk, the Netherworld Fire Seed inside it seemed to have a life of its own. It pounced on Zhou Mingrui and fused into his body.

At that moment, Zhou Mingrui felt as though he had arrived at the netherworld. He saw the endless sea of ghosts and souls.

All of this made Zhou Mingrui, who was already an undead, feel an extremely compatible aura.

Then, under the guidance of the Netherworld Fire Seed, they went to an extremely wide river and saw the countless undead spirits floating in the muddy river.

At that moment, he felt a pair of glasses landing on him through the layers of space.

Zhou Mingrui, who was awoken by shock, saw that the Netherworld Fire Seed had completely fused with his soul.

A dark box also began to appear on his attribute bar, indicating that he was in the process of self-upgrading.

"Forget it. I'm not going to talk about you. I've said my piece. Next, we have to start using those things to develop our bodies and talents." After Yan Wuyue finished speaking, she took several things.

"What is this?" Zhou Mingrui looked at the plate in front of him and asked in puzzlement.

"This is a hundred-year-old wood spirit root. After eating it, it can warm your spirit and body. It can develop your spirit and warm up your damaged body."

Zhou Mingrui looked at the tree root on the plate. He picked it up and put it back down with a strange expression.

"What's wrong with you? This is good stuff, so why aren't you eating?" Yan Wuyue urged.

"When have you ever seen an undead spirit need to eat this kind of thing to become stronger?" Zhou Mingrui said with a look of despair.

"Ah, oh, I'm sorry."

Only then did Yan Wuyue realize that Zhou Mingrui was neither a human nor a beast. He was an undead spirit.

Then, Yan Wuyue took out three incense sticks that looked like they were used for worship. The burning incense sticks began to emit white smoke, which lingered in front of Zhou Mingrui.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Mingrui, who was a Chinese in his previous life, could not help but feel his scalp tingle when he saw this scene.

"This is a deep-sea-aged incense. When you light it during cultivation, it can effectively clear the mind and speed up the condensation of spiritual cultivation. It's a good item that's worth a lot." Yan Wuyue explained.

"I'm an undead spirit..." Zhou Mingrui sighed helplessly and said, "Have you ever seen an undead spirit that can breathe?"

"Ah, I'm truly sorry." Yan Wuyue immediately apologized.

However, when she started to search among those precious resources again, she was completely stumped. Because these things that aided cultivation were either for eating, drinking, or inhaling.

But none of them could be used by the undead spirits.

"Forget it. I'll see for myself." Zhou Mingrui helplessly walked forward and began to pick from the list.

However, no matter how he looked at it, Zhou Mingrui could not find anything that could enhance undead spirits.

"This, I'm sorry. I really didn't pay attention when I was picking. I forgot that you're an undead spirit." Yan Wuyue's cheeks turned red. This time, it was really her negligence that led to this result.

....

"Cultivate by yourself, and don't disturb me." Zhou Mingrui walked to the other side with a dark expression. He was already at a loss for words.

He walked to a spot not far from the cultivation ground and sat down cross-legged. Zhou Mingrui closed his eyes and began to check on the situation in his body.

At this moment, the Netherworld Fire Seed was floating in his space of consciousness, and the constantly swaying flame core seemed to be telling him something.

Zhou Mingrui watched this scene quietly, anticipating what would happen next.