Chapter 392: Social Undeath
While I walk down these tunnels, I change the focus of my scan to accommodate my new priorities.
My top concern being a potential security risk, our resident necromancer, Da Xia. The evidence of which is hiding along one of the corridors I’m in.
Nestled in one of the countless spider holes, dotted along the tunnels, is one of her tiny skeleton rats… formed from the body of a dead rat and with an adjusted version of the OCS method. Watching me from a distance.
Which is ridiculously absurd. The fact that she could adjust the method this much, without the key to unlock the necromancer cultivation method, clearly illustrates her genius. Maybe even more so than Xing Xun, my regressor ally, since Xun at least had the benefit of a previous lifetime.
But even if she possesses remarkable skill and intelligence… she's still a child. With only a limited knowledge base of what’s possible in a world like this. Even adults make mistakes, so how much more for a child? No matter how smart, it can happen to any of us.
And my scan is telling me, if I don't redirect her from her current way of doing things, she'll unknowingly reveal this base to everyone.
I head toward the little skeleton rat and whisper some words.
“Da Xia. Meet me at the center square area. We’ll need to talk a bit.”
The rat looks as surprised as an undead thing could be, leaping backward at my words. Revealing that she is utilizing its vision, as a scout. Right after, it gives a cautious little rat nod.