The trip to Dihun Lake made him feel the power of the Necromancer profession for the first time.

However, he just thought about this idea. A-level equipment is something that can only be encountered but cannot be obtained.

He was almost cursed to death by Drought Demon for a Corpse Ancestor Ring.

"Dong dong dong!"

A knock on the door brought Qiao Yu's thoughts back to the real world.

"Brother Yu, someone is looking for you." Yang Xiangdi's voice sounded outside the door.

Qiao Yu opened the door and found that besides Yang Xiangdi, there was also a young man in his mid-twenties.

He wears square-framed glasses and dresses like a middle-aged man. He seems to be trying hard to create a mature temperament.

"Hello, classmate Qiao Yu, I am your counselor, you can call me Teacher Zhang."

Teacher Zhang stretched out his hand, and Qiao Yu shook it enthusiastically.

"Hello, Teacher Zhang, did my son make any mistakes at school again? I really appreciate your trouble!"

"If this child disobeys me, you'll beat him to death. Don't give me face! This is a waste of time!"
Chapter completed!