[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-necromancer-i-am-a-disaster":3,"chapter-necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-540":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Necromancer: I Am A Disaster",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1617021,2080,"Chapter 540: Good Thing I Was Born Earlier","necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-540",540,"\u003Cp>Lin Moyu finally grasped the true purpose of the Divine Stone Dungeon: it existed to identify the truly powerful and promising individuals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He asked in a low voice, “So, does scoring 90 points in the Divine Stone Dungeon mean one can become a God-level powerhouse?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “It’s not that simple. A score of 90 just means you might become a God-level powerhouse—it’s far from a guarantee.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the higher the score, the better your odds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anyone who can’t even hit 90 pretty much has no chance of reaching God-level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen added, “Since the dungeon’s discovery 480 years ago, over a million have entered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fewer than 500 ever scored 90 or above—only about ten each time the dungeon opened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of those 500, barely fifty actually reached God-level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu exhaled softly, “So becoming a God-level powerhouse really is that difficult.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yiyuan has told me everything—you’re destined to become a God-level powerhouse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her beautiful face lit with a bright smile, “If you ever face trouble, just come to me. I’ll help however I can.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Master’s Wife.” Lin Moyu replied with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A master’s wife like her was truly rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Divine Stone Dungeon, the scene shifted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninety percent of participants defeated the white tiger and advanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beams of light descended, fully restoring their strength, stamina, and spirit force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their scores climbed to thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Meng Anwen predicted, a few were eliminated. They appeared outside the dungeon, looking both embarrassed and ashamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failing as early as the third trial was a humiliation, and they left quickly, unable to endure the stares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen sneered, “Useless. No real combat ability at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu nodded, “Level doesn’t equal strength. Humanity needs powerful combatants, not weaklings with inflated level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the fourth trial began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again it was a wind tiger, but now it was stronger—three levels higher than each participant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a level 50 class user, that meant facing a level 53 wind tiger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Lin Moyu, who was used to battling foes dozens of levels above him, this was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for others, it was a serious challenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dungeon filled with contrasting scenes. Some fled in panic, chased by the wind tiger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others fought hard, struggling but managing to hold their ground\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then there were those who faced the monster with ease—fighting an opponent three levels higher as if it were nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gap in combat power beginning to show\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu noted the ones with energy to spare; they were bound to advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those barely holding on would soon fall—if not here, then in the next trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By his estimation, this trial alone would cut the challengers in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prize of half a Talent Divine Stone would not come cheaply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, in the stands, thousands of spectators pointed and muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They, too, would soon face the dungeon, and every moment of observation was a chance to gather information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pride flared when a family member excelled; shame followed when one faltered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pathetic! If it were me, that wouldn’t be happening.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Have they never fought monsters before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s not even a boss—what’s so hard? I could solo a boss without breaking a sweat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The viewing stands buzzed as the spectators voiced their opinions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the highest tier, a cluster of old men sat together, watching with quiet amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, they too had been part of that crowd and had stepped into the Divine Stone Dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elsewhere, two gazes fixed on Lin Moyu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One belonged to Shui Junzhi, eyes dark with hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept it well hidden—now that he knew who Lin Moyu truly was, he understood revenge wasn’t something he could take lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wanted vengeance, he would have to wait for the right moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze then shifted to Shu Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was Dan Feiying, whose relief was obvious as he thumped his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whew… good thing I didn’t provoke him. A godly general’s woman… even nine lives wouldn’t save me. Guess Mo Yun is off-limits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two men had very different thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Different personalities naturally led them down different paths—and, in the end, to different destinies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the dungeon, the trials marched on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth level’s difficulty rose again—but in an unexpected way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind tiger’s level no longer scaled upward; instead, it dropped back to match the challengers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, a second tiger appeared: a fire tiger, wreathed in flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t as fast as the wind tiger, but its attack power was significantly higher, and its strikes were far more aggressive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two tigers, with completely different attributes, fought in perfect harmony, overwhelming the challengers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clumsy, laughable scenes unfolded one after another, drawing bursts of laughter from the spectators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet none of them stopped to consider that they too would soon enter the dungeon, and face the same humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen explained, “The fifth level is the fire tiger, the sixth is the water tiger, and the seventh is the lightning tiger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the wind, fire, water, and lightning tigers merge, they form the boss of the eighth level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu asked, “And the ninth?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen lowered his voice, “The ninth is the boundless level. Wind, fire, water, and lightning tigers keep spawning in ever-growing numbers, with every minute you survive earning a point.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu noted that for Meng Anwen to have scored 94 points, he must have lasted at least fourteen minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer number of tigers in that span was unimaginable; enduring it at all was an incredible feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such combat power was truly formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Lin Moyu, it didn’t seem all that challenging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only could he endure, he’d be able to strike back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Meng Anwen said, the dungeon only grew harsher with each trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, challengers were eliminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the seventh level, when all four elemental tigers appeared together, only five of the original hundred remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninety-five percent had already been eliminated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who remained were barely holding on, struggling to fend off the relentless assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yiyuan snorted, “Pathetic. This bunch is far worse than we were back in the day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Anwen replied, “That’s to be expected. True geniuses are rare. And with Moyu here, every other so-called genius of this generation is destined to be overshadowed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “You’re right. Moyu stands unmatched among them. Lucky for me, I was born earlier—otherwise, I’d never have had the chance to shine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Qingliu chuckled, “So thick-skinned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Depends who you compare me to.” Bai Yiyuan replied with a sly grin. “Next to some, I’m not thick-skinned at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words carried a pointed edge, but Meng Anwen ignored him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the last participant eliminated, the first round of the hundred-man trial ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one reached the ninth level to claim half a Talent Divine Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The best result was the seventh level, worth just 60 points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second group of one hundred, step forward!” Barked the military’s God-level overseer of the Divine Stone Dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another hundred stepped up and quickly entered, and a new round of trials began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching for a while, Lin Moyu lost interest. He walked over to Ning Yiyi, “Are you confident?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Yiyi giggled, “No problem. I trained in the family’s secret realm for this dungeon. I’m seventy percent sure I can make it to the ninth level.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just be careful.” Lin Moyu said softly. “Don’t force it. Even if you don’t get the half a Talent Divine Stone, I’ll find another way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ning Yiyi smiled sweetly, “Got it. Don’t worry, it’s not dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dungeon had indeed been safe for centuries, without a single accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Moyu knew that, so he said no more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Off to the side, Mo Yun and Shu Han exchanged a look, unable to hide their envy at Ning Yiyi’s radiant smile.\u003C\u002Fp>",1296,"2026-06-06T10:27:19.222Z",1,"novelbin.me","6564ce8e0548eeb8a44a4af870eff40c7dbfc29714477aaa61f56a0c40b305f7","necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-541","necromancer-i-am-a-disaster-chapter-539",748,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fnecromancer-i-am-a-disaster-cover.jpg"]