Lord of All: Starting with the Most Useless Skeleton Soldiers

In 2026, the "Oracle" descended upon the world, forcibly transporting billions of people to the vast, boundless "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races," where they became novice lords. The land was full of strange mountains and rivers and abundant resources, but it was also home to countless races, including orcs, elves, dragons, and demons. They, too, lived as lords, following the ruthless law of the jungle: plunder territory, seize resources, and devour rivals to expand their power and survive this game of survival spanning billions of miles. The moment they arrived, every human lord randomly awakened the ability to recruit a troop type. Some summoned dragonkin who could fly through the skies and burrow through the earth; others commanded elemental mages capable of devastating the world; still others led orc berserkers with bodies as tough as copper and iron. But Zhang Yang, amid the envious or scornful gazes of those around him, saw only one cold line on his troop panel: [Basic Undead: Skeleton Soldier].

"Skeletons? They're as brittle as paper. What good are they besides piling up in numbers?"

"Starting with skeletons? This guy probably won't last three days before the monsters wreck his base." "The weakest lord, no contest.

"Ding!" Host, you have awakened the Undead Summoning System