I Spread my Genes to Level Up in the Apocalypse

Ray looked at the red panel before him with bright eyes.

Anyone who has played a single game would know what a necromancer is; they are a group of people who can basically control the dead.

These undead still unfortunately are beings tethering between the edge of life and death, so Ray assumed he couldn't do that.

[You have awakened a new skill: (B-class) Necromancer. Do you want to activate it?]

He still muttered "yes" in his mind.

Instantly, the mutation energy in his body seemed to undergo strange changes.

If previously it was a stagnant energy, now it could be used and a large potion of it vanished in thin air.

"Are mutation energy and mana that those wizard books mention the same? Can I use this mutation energy either for advancement or for using spells?" Ray thought in his heart.

"Status."

The familiar red panel appeared in front of him, but his eyes were only on one particular section.

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[Name: Ray Crownwell]

[Status: Awakened (B-class)]

[Skill: Body Strengthening (Awakening III), Necromancer (Awakening I)]

[Strength: 120 Kg (60 original)]

[Speed: 68 Km/h (34 original)]

[Stamina: 6 original]

[Physique: 6 original (1 for a normal adult male)]

[Mental strength: 4 (1 for the average adult man)]

[Mutation energy: 6]

[Shop points: 0]

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Except for the change in his status where it showed B-class and the addition of the Necromancer skill, nothing seemed to have changed at all.

Ray focused his eyes on Necromancer, and a new red panel appeared in front of him.

[Necromancer (Awakening I)] - The one who walks in the realm of death, the awakener can summon dead beings using a catalyst who are eternally your subordinates for life. However, for every second the being is summoned into the world, the awakener must spend their Mutation Energy.

"Hmm?"

Ray was amused by the description provided by the system, "I can walk in the realm of death? It sounds more like an exaggeration."

Thinking about this, his eyes flickered with an uncertain expression.

"Will my mutation energy permanently disappear, or can I recover from this?"

He pondered this, feeling the flow of mutation energy in his body. He noticed that while using the necromancer skill, his mutation energy decreased, but it seemed to slowly regenerate over time.

This realisation brought a relieved smile to his face.

"Alright, let's see what this can really do," he muttered.

Ray glanced at the skill one last time and turned back to the corpse of the undead level one dog he had killed previously.

His mutation energy was pitiful at the moment because he hadn't killed any undead after his advancement, only trying to spread his genes as much as he could.

It seemed to be the correct decision because his potential instantly became B-class.

At the same time, he could let his minion kill while he relaxed in the back, farming mutation energy.

Although it might be like the time when he exploded with the gas cylinder, it was still valuable nonetheless.

Taking all this into consideration, Ray had already arrived in front of the carcass of the level one undead dog.

For summoning the dead, he needed a catalyst, and the most optimal choice was the corpse of a living being.

This would allow him to easily connect it to the realm of the dead, as the system described.

"Let's do this," Ray muttered as he visualised the process in his mind, guiding the mutation energy according to his instincts.

Gradually, his body started to emit a dark aura that engulfed the entire area. At that moment, any living creatures sensing this aura would feel chills all over their bodies.

Ray's eyes were closed, and he felt like he had travelled a long way.

As his eyes opened, he found himself in deep darkness, even with his eyes open.

The darkness seemed to penetrate his being, making him feel a chill down his spine. Ray couldn't help but sweat.

It was stillness to the extreme, an eerie stillness.

No matter how he tried to control his body, it seemed to be out of control, suspended in mid-air.

Ray tried to utter words, but they seemed to disappear the moment they left his mouth.

His vision started to blur as a black orb floated towards him like a puppy.

He couldn't see the black orb but he could feel it.

"It seems like a dog."

Ray's lips curled, but then he saw a slight light which made him curious, and he went towards it.

Then he saw it—a figure entirely made up of bones…

Ray's vision snapped.

Huff! Huff!

Ray fell to the floor with his eyes wide open, his body trembling uncontrollably like an eel out of water.

He looked at the black orb that seemed to have followed him here, and he lightly waved towards the undead dog.

Time seemed to revert back for the dog, turning its corpse back to normal. However, it was now covered in that eerie darkness that Ray had felt in the realm of the dead.

Ray could feel the mutation energy in his body rapidly draining.

[Ding!]

[Succeeded in binding with the level one undead dog]

[Undead dog: one (level one), 2 mutation energy per minute]

However, Ray was clearly not in the mood to see the red panel, his eyes wide open and the fear in his eyes evident to anyone.

As for the revived dog….

The undead dog's previous ferocious gaze when it first looked at Ray had turned into one of unwavering loyalty. It tried to act like a puppy, trying to attract Ray's attention.

It was no different from a domestic puppy.

However, with the terrifying darkness that covered its entire body, the only thing other people would feel was eeriness, an eeriness that seemed to be the bane of all living things.

Quickly, three minutes passed, and his summon, the undead dog, vanished in front of him, turning into a shadow before being wiped from existence.

Ray watched this without much emotion.

When he felt that the mutation energy in his body was slowly recovering, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Whatever that thing was, I must avoid it at all cost."

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