To a certain extent, Lin Haoyu still believes that although bandits and other monsters in the mythical world belong to the category of humans, they have lost their human nature and are even worse than many wild beasts, so he has no psychological burden at all when he kills.

Furthermore, after experiencing the bloody battle with the Zerg and being used to cruel killing and even slaughtering scenes, Lin Haoyu is even more mediocre. Not only him, but many human members are like this. As long as they can quickly improve their strength, even if they practice those skills that require self-harm, they will be willing to do so. In the face of survival, everything else has to stand aside.

This is how life is, and it can always force people to be what they need.

But on the other hand, if humans cannot adapt, the result will naturally be shattered by life. Only by persisting in survival can we have all the other glory, dignity and voice. The countless ethnic groups that have been annihilated in history may have been great, glorious, and glorious. But today, no one can remember them anymore. Maybe their excellent genetic fragments can be found in the Zerg's body. But it has to be said that it is really a sad thing to prove that they have been there.

"It's true that there is goods!" Without caring about the actions of the Skeleton King, Lin Haoyu walked into the underground secret room on his own. After a moment of looking around, he found a box of treasures. After checking, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's not bad. The things in this bandit's nest can be sold for at least 500 gold coins. The gold coins on me can almost buy a shop in the imperial capital that is quite good!"

Lin Haoyu vaguely remembers that in the early stage of the mythical world, when players had not yet entered the city on a large scale, neither the various imperial capitals nor their subordinate cities had reached the later terrifying level of land and money. In other words, the price of housing prices was still the player's own behavior. The local forces in the mythical world only made auxiliary corrections based on popularity. When they found that the people who flocked into the city had increased significantly, the prices of shops naturally increased.

Although Lin Haoyu was able to buy a shop in the imperial capital with more than 1,000 gold coins he had purchased before, it was not the best location, and his future business would definitely be inferior to those gold shops in the best location.

The so-called gold shops are those adjacent to various professional guilds, mercenary unions (places for posting tasks), and military camps (receiving military tasks and exchanging military merits). The shops near these three places are gold shops. In Lin Haoyu's memory, when players poured into the imperial capital in large numbers, the price of each shop reached more than one million gold coins, and it was rising all the time.

After plundering the property in the secret room, Lin Haoyu went out to clean up all the items that had been exposed by the dead bandits, including many level 30 protective gear and weapons. Even if they can't be sold at the moment, they can still be placed in a shop for people to admire. Maybe they will be sold at any time!

This is the advantage of the shop. It can not only purchase all kinds of items, but also put equipment and materials that are not available on the shelves for people to view and purchase at any time.

Although there was such a small episode in the middle, it didn't take long. After going down the mountain and walking not long after, the towering figure of the imperial capital appeared in front of Lin Haoyu.

As the imperial capital of the entire Empire of Light, this city is full of holy atmosphere. From a distance, it gives people a shock that hits the soul.

"Uh, the Pope will not discover my identity as a necromancer!" Bathed in that indescribable atmosphere, Lin Haoyu felt his body and mind active, just like a fish swimming into the sea, and his whole body was smooth, but soon he felt a little worried.

In the real world, humans and gods do not have much interest. Although they are not friendly, there will be almost no disputes. However, this is not the case in the mythical world. In it, humans are always fighting and fighting with the immortal tribe. Every time a war breaks out, and there are even small fights and fights in daily life.

If human players want to obtain military merits and receive rewards for equipment and items, they must complete various tasks issued by the army, or even join the army, directly participate in the war, and kill wildly.

When the eyes are red, who will care whether the other party is a player of the gods or not. If you meet a comrade who is not his own group, you will kill them.

Furthermore, most people have no good feelings for the always proud gods, and they get used to it. Not long after, human players and gods became mortal enemies in the mythical world! Just like human players and Zerg players, seeing each other is definitely a situation that will never stop!

This also reminded Lin Haoyu, making him understand how deep the old man, the Pope, was. Just using some military merit tasks, he could easily provoke all human players to have great hatred for the Immortal Clan.

It is precisely because of this reason that Lin Haoyu was a little worried that the pope would sense the undead breath in his body. If that were the case, let alone changing his job, he might be killed directly.

The so-called killing is when the Pope takes action to kill Lin Haoyu in seconds and then sends people to guard the resurrection site...

"What should I do?" Lin Haoyu couldn't help but get entangled. He didn't want to miss this opportunity. Once he successfully transferred to the Paladin and learned many auras, it would be an unimaginable terrifying increase for the army of the undead mage.

At this time, Lin Haoyu had already put away the Skeleton King and the Sewing Monster, but he still felt uneasy. It was the oppression brought by the breath of holy light, which was so impressed that it could not be avoided at all.

Even if Lin Haoyu is sure to resist this kind of pressure, there is no guarantee that he will escape the Pope's scrutiny. He is the spokesperson of God and has great power in the world. Who knows whether he can see through the essence of his soul? At least Lin Haoyu dare not gamble!

"By the way, why did I forget her!" Suddenly, Lin Haoyu thought of a treasure on his body: "The face of an angel is said to have even a true god, not to mention that the Pope is just the spokesperson of the gods in the world. He is not far from the real gods, and he will never see through it!"

Thinking of this, Lin Haoyu couldn't help but feel relaxed. He quickly switched to the identity of a necromancer, put on the artifact of an angel's face, and chose to change. The change template was set by Lin Haoyu as his Paladin identity, and then switched back.
Chapter completed!