Shen Yanxiao wanted to slap these idiots to death.

“Mentor Yan Di, we have been with you for so long. You can’t abandon us!”

Holy smokes!

Don’t talk nonsense about abandoning you!

I’m already taken, okay? If Xiu heard this, wouldn’t I die without a burial ground?

Under Shile’s hint, Zhanye lowered his head and held back for a long time before saying to Shen Yanxiao, “Mentor Yan Di… We… We really need you…”

Shen Yanxiao facepalmed. Did these brats have to be so exaggerated? She was just following the dean and Kehr’s wishes to take over a new batch of brats. Why did this group of idiots act as if they would be separated by life and death?

“Since they’re here, so be it. They won’t affect you in any way. Train well.” Helpless, Shen Yanxiao could only comfort these grumpy brats.

“Mentor Yan Di, are you serious?” 47 pairs of eyes looked at Shen Yanxiao in unison, flashing with expectation.

Shen Yanxiao felt speechless. It was a strange feeling to be stared at by a group of undead teenagers who were taller than her with such adorable eyes.

“Go and train!” Shen Yanxiao pulled a long face and flicked her whip to scare the teenagers around her away.

The Flaming Red Squad finally returned to normal.

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Shen Yanxiao stood on one side and looked at the naughty brats who giggled as they continued to train. She felt extremely depressed.

She did not want to fight with these brats at all. Even if she could not encounter them on the battlefield, her heart would ache when she knew that they might die in the hands of her comrades.

The thoughts of this group of undead teenagers were very simple. They were not as cunning as an adult undead. They had overturned Shen Yanxiao’s impression of undeads.

Shen Yanxiao could not help but wonder if the essence of an undead was the same as humans. From the beginning, they were pure. It was not until the surrounding environment constantly affected them that their thinking became more and more extreme.

“Is it too late now?” Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly. If possible, she hoped to reverse the views of these naughty brats about other races. Then perhaps they would not go to the battlefield and join hands with the Devil race to attack other races.

Probably only Shen Yanxiao would have such a fantastical idea of reversing the mindset of the undeads.

From the day undeads existed, they carried all the dark words and became second only to the devils.

It was because of the restless Devil race that undeads did not become the mortal enemies of the other six races. Even so, the relationship between undeads and the other races was not headed towards a bright direction.

The main reason was the resurrection power of an undead.

They used the corpses of other races as a medium to resurrect a new batch of resurrected undeads. In the eyes of other races, this was blasphemy against the dead, which they could not bear.

The lifespan of an undead was very long. In the Howling Abyss, where there were no natural predators, they could live until the end of time. But correspondingly, their fertility was very low. The birth rate of purebred undead was only slightly higher than that of the God race. It must be known that the total number of young undead in the Howling Abyss was less than 100,000. It could be said that only one in a hundred adult undeads could give birth to the next generation.

1% fertility rate.

If they wanted to strengthen their race, they could only rely on the resurrection of the dead, which violated the taboo of other races.