Listening to the discussions of his classmates, Qiao Yu looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was panicking inside.

What should I do if my classmates find out that I can't summon an undead creature?

Waiting online, very urgent!

At this time, Xue Jinlong on the podium spoke, with excitement in his eyes.

"Very good! Great! Qiao Yu, the teacher is proud of you!"

In contrast to Qiao Yu's hidden profession, the self-introductions of the subsequent classmates became a bit unremarkable.

When everyone continued the introduction, Yang Xiangdi couldn't help but said to Qiao Yu.

"Qiao Yu, you are really a heifer doing handstands - you are so awesome!"

"Why can't I draw the Necromancer? Fortunately, my spirit and intelligence are 7 and 8 respectively. Is this talent pretty good?"

Thinking of her zero talent, Qiao Yu resisted the urge to punch Yang Xiangdi's fat face and squeezed out six words through her teeth.

"It's okay, hard work can make up for weakness."

"No, I still have to leave time to sleep well. Time is like urine in a sponge. You can squeeze it out, but it's not necessary."

Qiao Yu took a deep breath and glanced at Yang Xiangdi.
Chapter completed!