To a Necromancer, recalling the dead souls to summon their own Skeleton Warriors was indubitably their 1st lesson. As for the 2nd lesson, naturally it was to finely control the undead beings.

If you allowed the unintelligent low-tier undead to move instinctively, the efficiency and effectiveness was unreliable. He might just trip on his right leg, fall on the ground and disassembles. For a Skeleton Soldier which only comprised of bones, there was not a single thing cute about it. Furthermore, if you were expecting it to save you and it disassembled its body while moving towards you, it would really make one want to cry.

Thus, placing one's consciousness into one's own undead creation, align and resonate along with it and using one's will to direct the movement of the undead creation, this had become a necessary lesson for every Necromancers.

And I, at the very least as Lord Yongye, had been a qualified Necromancer.

When I realized that the control system that I had designed last-minute out of interest was laggy and that orders weren't conveyed properly, going right when you pointed left, I naturally gave up on it. Instead, I had used the most basic undead control technique —