God-Level Talent, God-Level Passive, Unbeatable Xiaoqiang

Xia Xue stands at 1.7 meters tall, with a graceful figure and an exquisitely delicate face. Many consider her the goddess of school beauty. However, Lin Moyu, at 1.85 meters, towers over her, forcing Xia Xue to look up.

"Lin Moyu, I want to compete with you," she declares.

Lin Moyu raises an eyebrow, confused.

Knowing Lin Moyu is not one for small talk, Xia Xue continues, "Let's see who gets better grades in the final exam. Are you up for it?"

Lin Moyu simply responds with a nonchalant, "Oh," as he walks around her.

Xia Xue stomps her foot in frustration. "That's it! I refuse to lose to you!"

She had hoped her rare occupation would give her an edge, but Lin Moyu's hidden job as a necromancer overshadowed her hopes. Nevertheless, she's determined not to admit defeat.

After the encounter, Lin Moyu returns home to an empty house. He prepares a simple meal in a sparsely furnished room, where a single photo catches his eye. In it, a young, beautiful woman and an elderly lady with gray hair smile alongside a younger Lin Moyu, basking in sunlight—an image of happiness starkly contrasting his current solitude.

Three years ago, that photo was taken. He had crossed over to this world, inheriting the original owner's memories and emotions, fostering a deep bond with the two women. In his previous life, he was an orphan, devoid of family, but here, he cherished his loved ones. Tragically, two years ago, his grandmother passed away, and a year ago, his sister Lin Mohan left for Xiajing Academy, leaving him alone.

Lin Moyu had become quieter and more reserved. "I'm going to Xia Jing Academy too," he vowed to himself, driven by his desire to reunite with Lin Mohan. Yet, the entrance exam is notoriously difficult; last year, Lin Mohan was the only student from Xihai City to gain admission.

Suddenly, a knock at the door interrupts his thoughts.

"Principal Lu," he hears.

Lu Yun stands outside with a bag of food. "Muyu, here's some food for you. I'll bring you fresh supplies in a few days."

"Thank you," Lin Moyu replies, accepting the offering.

Lu Yun smiles, "I'll be entering the dungeon tomorrow, so make sure to rest well."

For the past year, Lu Yun had visited regularly, honoring a promise to Lin Mohan to take care of Lin Moyu while he was away. Lin Mohan had been the top student from Xihai City, but he chose to stay behind to look after his younger brother, agreeing to go to Xiajing Academy only after Lu Yun assured him Lin Moyu would be well cared for.

That night, Lin Moyu focused on honing his skills. His mental power had restored, and he was ready to summon another skeleton warrior. He held a bright red gemstone in his left palm—the only possession he had brought with him when he crossed over.

As he prepared to summon, a voice echoed in his mind:

[Detected that the host has awakened as a necromancer profession.]

[The occupation meets the requirements; binding the strongest talent system.]

[Extracting the origin of the world and optimizing skills.]

[Skill optimization completed.]

[Congratulations to the host for awakening the unique god-level talent: Comprehensive Amplification (Level 1).]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the passive skill: Damage Transfer.]

Lin Moyu stared in disbelief and quickly checked his attributes:

Name: Lin Moyu

Occupation: Necromancer (unique)

Level: 1 (0.00%)

Power: 10

Agility: 10

Spirit: 20

Equipment: None

Summon Space: 1/10, Skeleton Warrior (Quantity: 1)

Talent: Comprehensive Amplification (Level 1, Unique)

Passive Skill: Damage Transfer

Active Skills: Soul Flame (Level 1), Summon Skeleton Warrior (Level 1)

His basic attributes remained unchanged, but now he possessed a unique talent and a passive skill, both extraordinary in their own right.

The Comprehensive Amplification talent increases all skill effects by tenfold. The Damage Transfer skill allows all damage taken by him to be borne by his summons. In other words, as long as his summoned creatures remain alive, he himself cannot be harmed.

This passive skill was remarkable—if he had thousands of summoned beings, he would be nearly invincible.

After processing this revelation, Lin Moyu noticed the ruby in his hand had vanished.

"So it was you," he mused, activating his skill to summon a black iron skeleton.

A vortex materialized before him, accompanied by a chilling sound, and a black iron skeleton emerged, stepping into his world.