[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons":3,"chapter-global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-78":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Global Survival: I Have Endless Skeletons",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1080892,1399,"Chapter 78: Confidence Built on Borrowed Courage","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-78",78,"\u003Cp>Inside the Slave Trade Guild, a thick, suffocating tension filled the small, dimly lit room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chamber was buried deep beneath layers of stone and reinforced walls, far removed from the noise of the town above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flickering lantern light cast long, distorted shadows across the cold stone floor, making the hooded figures standing within appear like specters rather than living men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group clad entirely in black hooded robes stood frozen in place, speaking only in hushed voices, as though even the walls themselves might betray them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilbert stood at the center of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands were clasped behind his back, his shoulders stiff, his brow tightly furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze moved slowly across the faces of his trusted subordinates, lingering on each expression of unease, fear, and uncertainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ve underestimated him...\" Gilbert whispered at last.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was low, barely louder than a breath, yet it carried enough weight to silence the room completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men around him nodded grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared refute the statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many rookies spent months, sometimes even years just to reach Level 10.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless awakeners stagnated there for the rest of their lives, unable to break past that invisible wall no matter how hard they struggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Thoren had done it in mere days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that, he had challenged high-level awakeners far beyond his supposed limits and slaughtered them as if they were nothing more than ordinary, defenseless humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone was enough to instill terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what frightened them most was not his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his ruthlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss...\" one of the men finally spoke, his voice trembling despite his attempt to suppress it. \"What should we do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Gilbert could answer, another hooded figure stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think the boy might be onto us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room stiffened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible!\" Gilbert snapped, shaking his head sharply. \"No one knows of our existence except our allies. And even then, no one knows the location of our hideout.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice carried confidence perhaps too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He might be suspicious,\" Gilbert continued, forcing calm into his tone, \"since he was the target. But he would never find out who was truly behind it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as soon as the words left his mouth, another voice cut in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But have you forgotten about the team that was sent after him?\" the man said quietly. \"They never came back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilbert stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s a necromancer,\" the man continued. \"He might have ways, unnatural ways to make the dead speak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words hung in the air like a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gilbert opened his mouth to refute the claim, but no words came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time since this meeting began, doubt crept into his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given what Thoren had displayed so far, treating him like an ordinary awakener would be suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy commanded undead legions, manipulated bones like clay, and showed no hesitation when it came to cruelty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The realization that Thoren might already be aware of their operations sent a cold shiver down Gilbert’s spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, he would never have paid much attention to a rookie necromancer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such individuals usually died before they could pose a real threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Thoren had become a name spoken only in whispers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A force that even powerful guilds tread carefully around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence swallowed the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every man stood lost in his own thoughts, each imagining the same dreadful future, one where that silver-haired necromancer turned his gaze toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time the Slave Trade Guild had been pushed into such a passive position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For years, their operations had run smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their prey was captured without fail, their routes hidden, their influence spreading quietly beneath the Federation’s blind eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the hunted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suffocating silence stretched endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been any other awakener, they might have tried to negotiate, offering gold, resources, or influence to bury the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Thoren was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all seen the reports.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had heard the descriptions of how he broke his enemies slowly and deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about his deep blue eyes, cold and merciless, made their stomachs churn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they fell into his hands, they already knew what awaited them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would rather commit suicide than be captured by that monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, one of the men broke the silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don’t we involve the Federation Police?\" he said carefully. \"We’re in this together... aren’t we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others looked at one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" another added. \"Besides, we still have many of our leaders outside the town. If we send messages now, they might return in time to help us deal with him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, the tension in the room eased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A collective breath escaped them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pressure that came with Thoren’s name had made them forget something crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They still had powerful awakeners scattered across different regions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A look of realization dawned on Gilbert’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been on edge ever since receiving the report detailing Thoren’s strenght, letting fear cloud his judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, his confidence slowly returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re right,\" Gilbert said firmly. \"We don’t need to fear him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men straightened unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We just need to stall until our leader returns from the uncharted territory,\" he continued. \"With our secret hideout, even if we give him a month, he wouldn’t be able to find us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nods spread through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Slave Trade Guild’s hideout was one of the most concealed locations in the entire town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No ordinary tracker could ever find it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their fear began to wash away, replaced by a dangerous sense of reassurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Additionally,\" Gilbert added, a proud smile forming on his lips, \"we can have the Silver Crest Guild monitor his movements.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As long as we know where he is,\" he continued, \"we can plan accordingly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s right,\" another voice chimed in. \"With the Federation Police applying pressure and the Silver Crest Guild watching him, we have nothing to worry about.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" Gilbert said decisively. \"That will be our plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward one of the men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Send a message to the Federation,\" he ordered. \"They must increase the pressure on him if they don’t want all our secrets exposed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Contact the Silver Crest Guild. They must shadow him at all times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The men nodded and swiftly exited the dark chamber, their steps light and urgent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that they had a plan, they no longer feared Thoren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they believed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet while the Slave Trade Guild prepared to counter Thoren’s terror, panic had already taken root elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Silver Crest Guild, chaos reigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Guildmaster, what should we do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A woman stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bow was slung across her back, a full quiver resting against her hip. She was coldly beautiful, her posture straight and disciplined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the Vice Guildmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around her, all the high-level awakeners of the guild were gathered, their gazes fixed on the man seated at the head of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Guildmaster lowered his head and shook it slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know,\" he admitted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words felt heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was only a Level 15 Vanguard, the strongest within the guild. But against Thoren and his undead legion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood no chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’Why did I ever accept work from the Slave Trade Guild?’he cursed inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those bastards had dragged them into this nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I regret it,\" he muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don’t we rally our allies and make a stand?\" the Vice Guildmaster suggested, her eyes sharp. \"With our combined forces, we don’t have to fear him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Guildmaster looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I agree,\" he said after a moment. \"If we show fear, he’ll see us as weak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice grew louder, firmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We must overcome our fear and prove our strength.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Remember...we still have many seniors on the higher floors. As long as he doesn’t want to make enemies of our guilds, he wouldn’t dare attack us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confidence filled his tone, instilling fragile morale into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guild members nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They still had powerful backers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why should they fear a mere necromancer?\u003C\u002Fp>",1342,"2026-06-03T10:41:31.766Z","2026-06-03T10:41:38.603Z",1,"novelbin.me","3bbf996cd4bfb055f6bc40f2a6379080aa9519015f7acf1cd22229fb108de66c","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-79","global-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-chapter-77",326,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fglobal-survival-i-have-endless-skeletons-cover.jpg"]