As the Lich entered the familiar yet unfamiliar Soulcry Castle, he was immediately greeted by a human researcher in a white coat and mask.

"Hello, I'm Magsy Chulin, a researcher at the Imperial Ministry of Magic."

"You must be the manager of Orest that the superiors mentioned. Please follow me and I will show you around the new office environment."

Muggsy bowed slightly and held out his hand respectfully.

He had long been accustomed to all this. After all, in a melting pot of races like the Burning Empire, it was not surprising that your superior was any creature, even a lich.

"Uh hello."

Orest was stunned for a moment before he reacted and shook hands with the human - since he was transformed into a lich, it has been a long time since a human dared to stand in front of him without fear like this, estimated to be more than three hundred years.

Hearing the human's words, the lich felt inexplicably absurd.

This was clearly Orestes's own residence, which had not changed in the past three hundred years, and he was very familiar with every corner of it.

But at this moment, he needs a strange human to lead the way for him—in the Soul Cry Castle that once belonged to him.

But this was obviously the arrangement of the "master", and he had no way to refuse it.

"Where's my Revenant Chandelier?"

"Ah, Director Orest, this goes against the imperial style. We have dealt with those dead souls and replaced them with the latest model of electric lights for you."

"This, is this the Howling Gallery?"

"It's too risky for you to expose the undead creatures like this. We have reinforced this place."

"What about the Death Slaughterhouse?"

"The experts of the Empire said that this kind of biological experiment needs to be carried out in a clean and sterile environment. We have equipped it with the most advanced equipment to dissect the human body and help us understand the mystery of the undead."

"."

As if noticing the lich's silence, Maxi asked with some concern.

"Director Orest, are you okay?"

"It's okay, keep going."

"Your office is in front of you. It was renovated from the former Soul Cry Castle lobby and is now the highest-standard office in the Undead Biology Research Institute."

"The superiors have specifically instructed that although you are an undead creature, you have devoted all your efforts and made great contributions to the development of the empire. You are a role model for our entire research institute."

"Clap clap clap clap!"

A dozen researchers in white coats walked out from various rooms, and warm applause echoed in the institute.

"This must be Director Orest."

"I've admired my name for a long time."

"It is said that he has transformed more than 100,000 undead creatures for the empire. He is truly a role model for our generation."

"Yes, with a body that has been broken for hundreds of years, he is still willing to give everything for the empire. He is worthy of being a minister personally appointed by His Majesty."

"I heard that His Majesty founded this research institute specifically because of Director Orestes. We should all thank him."

"Clap clap clap clap!"

"."

Surrounded by the crowd, Orestes felt more and more puzzled, and deeply realized the peculiarity of the Burning Empire.

Instead of being afraid of him, these humans actually admired him?

Maxi opened the door for him, and the bloody hall that was once stained with blood and scattered with bones and debris was gone.

Instead, a clean and bright office lobby with a simple and clear layout appeared in front of the lich.

"."

Orestes fell into deep silence again, the soul fire in his eye sockets flickering.

Suddenly, a "bang! bang!" sound came from a metal cabinet not far away, as if something was struggling inside. The lich seemed to have guessed something, so he slowly walked over and opened the shiny metal cabinet.

I saw that the bone pen was locked in the window and entangled with chains, but it was still jumping and struggling.

The diary was locked in another display case, and the cover with the human face was covered by a brand new cover with the Imperial Medal printed on it.

"This this"

Maxi's eyes were slightly apologetic. "The adults in the engineering department said that this kind of thing would damage the dignity of the empire, so we packaged it for you. I hope you don't mind."

"Ugh--"

"Don't touch them anymore."

The lich sighed and released the bone pen and human skin diary.

In the past, if faced with a human who had offended the lich, he might have turned the human's entire family and town into undead.

But now, the lich is under the eaves and has to bow his head.

"Yes, Director Orest."

"By the way, I also brought you the latest order from His Majesty. This may be your main job in the future. Please take a look at it personally."

Maxi took out the emperor's summons from his arms and said cautiously.

Orestes came forward and browsed the golden scroll. The will-o'-the-wisp in his eye sockets trembled violently, and even his back hunched a little.

"Director Orest?"

"Are you okay?"

"You can rest for a few days. His Majesty said that the work has not yet begun."

On the desk, the bone pen that had just been released was still writing.

"On October 1786, 10, I realized that this Soul Cry Castle, or the Undead Research Institute, no longer belonged to me."

Istalia, the Burning Emperor's Square.

There is a hustle and bustle of people everywhere.

The Empire's new steam locomotives ran on the tracks, spewing thick smoke, and people were no longer surprised by these "iron carriages".

As the central city that the empire is focusing on building today, Istalia brings together residents from all over Anzeta.

After various tasks were issued like snowflakes, nearly 40,000 players gathered here. Due to the large number of tasks and ample development opportunities, this place is also called the "holy land for rapid development of novices" by the strategy masters on the forum.

On the [Starfall Signboard], the Tiefling guards took down the original poster about the experience store and replaced it with a brand new one.

"A new announcement from the Empire!"

"Hey? Come and take a look! This event is interesting!"

Players called their friends and another group of players came like a tide, crowding the area around the notice board.

"What kind of money-sucking activity is this again? Could it be that Long Aotian's secret treasure is back? If I buy it again this time, I'll be a fool!"

"You mean opening a box? Cassius's secret treasure? That thing is pretty good. I spent five gold coins to get a green suit. If I had bought it, I would have spent at least fifty gold coins."

"Die seal!"

"Look carefully! This time we're not opening a box, we're opening a new undead follower!"

"Undead follower?"

"What is that? It sounds like something!"

Every time the notice board changes, it represents the latest opportunity. Old players who noticed it immediately rushed to the forum, and the news spread like a virus on the forum.

In just a few minutes, nearly 10,000 players appeared in the Burning Emperor Square. (End of this chapter)