The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 503 - 415: You Are Truly Kindhearted (Thanks to the brother for the monthly ticket, thank you everyone.)

Chapter 503: Chapter 415: You Are Truly Kindhearted (Thanks to the brother for the monthly ticket, thank you everyone.)

The actions of the Old Barrel staff deeply furrowed Wu Heng’s brows.

After a power leader has an incident.

It’s typical for members to fight amongst themselves and carve up the remaining resources.

But they were still maintaining peace and choosing to leave together.

Which was somewhat baffling.

The Yeko Kingdom’s old king was comatose, factions began to emerge in the government, siding with different princes, and the entire kingdom’s situation was growing tense.

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A pirate island’s gang being so peaceful was indeed strange.

A large possibility was this 15th-level professional.

He prevented the internal strife within Old Barrel.

As Xiao Xiao’s shared vision continued, the Old Barrel members were rowing the boats, moving away from the pirates.

On their bodies, various colored auras were as conspicuous as sources of light in the dark of night.

Xiao Xiao followed them for a distance.

In the darkness of the distant sea, a cargo ship was anchored.

When approached, they threw down rope ladders and brought people aboard.

The cargo ship then slowly departed.

The people of Old Barrel had left.

They left Gold and Silver Island outright.

Why?

They abandoned the territory they had managed for so many years?

Or did they sense something bad was going to happen on Gold and Silver Island,

And had no choice but to leave?

Thinking in this direction,

The joy Xiao Xiao felt from gaining new abilities instantly vanished, replaced by an inexplicable feeling of tension rising in his heart.

He released Xiao Xiao again.

Hovering in the air, it said, “Yeah, they ran.”

“Hmm, just don’t know why,” Wu Heng said, his hands clasped behind his head as he lay back down.

“Might be because of the dead people last time, that’s why they left,” Xiao Xiao analyzed.

“Perhaps!”

Xiao Xiao circled in mid-air, “You go to sleep; I’m gonna watch some cartoons.”

“Go ahead, but keep it down so as not to disturb others.”

“Got it!”

Xiao Xiao replied and left through the wall.

…

Wu Heng lay in bed, mulling over the events that had just occurred.

“The manuscript is fine, the remaining rituals just need materials for the Ghost to use; it’s best to differentiate Xiao Xiao’s and Glenda’s types to avoid overlapping abilities.”

“The Old Barrel Tavern folks sneaking away could be because their leader died, fearing retaliation from old rivals, or they might have encountered some danger; hmm… better to level up and speed up the development of the third-level elixirs to prevent any mishaps.”

Currently on Gold and Silver Island.

With Imilo watching over, it’s relatively safe.

But the blank envelope, increasing bounty, the departure of the Old Barrel Tavern people,

All these contributed to a growing sense of danger.

“Could stockpile some weapons to increase my ability to face crises.”

Even for a 15th-level professional, they couldn’t withstand rocket launchers or Barretts.

Maybe some Special Items and high-grade tools could block them, but focused firepower, continuous output, could smash through devices.

If I could get my hands on a missile or something, it would level a whole city.

Modern weaponry is still my mainstay.

With these thoughts in mind, sleepiness overtook him, and he gradually fell into slumber.

…

The next day, early morning.

“Uncle, time to get up, humans are so troublesome, even needing to sleep.”

Wu Heng awoke to the muttering by his ear and, opening his eyes, he saw Xiao Xiao floating above his head.

Arms crossed, it was grumbling.

“Something up?” Wu Heng’s eyes snapped open as he asked in a low voice.

Xiao Xiao circled above his head and pointed in the direction of the room next door, “I found out the auntie next door is also a high-level professional, same color as the one on you, Uncle.”

Next door? Auntie?

“Who is it?”

“You know, the pretty auntie who sometimes sneaks over here at night, that strict-looking auntie from the pretty neighbor’s house,” Xiao Xiao strived to explain clearly.

Sneaks over at night?

Shanaela!

The biggest commercial house of the Wood Elf race, the guards keeping watch over her residence, weren’t low-level either.

Not surprising.

But the ‘strict auntie’ Xiao Xiao mentioned inadvertently made him think of the female steward by his side.

“I’ll take a look.”

Xiao Xiao entered his body, and the shared vision unfolded.

The view was from the rooftop looking down, guards were standing in Shanaela’s courtyard.

Each emitted the aura of a 10th-level professional.

Then, a figure clad in deep red appeared, walking out of the building.

Indeed, it was the female steward.

Being a 15th-level professional, no wonder she always spoke formally to everyone, always with an impassive demeanor.

Even among the stewards elsewhere, few were as high-ranked as her.

After watching, he released Xiao Xiao again, “That’s the steward next door, that pretty sister you mentioned is called ‘Sha Naila.’

“Got it, what does a steward do?”

“Well… it’s managing the daily affairs of this house, like arranging meals, coordinating staff work, and so on; Mini is our steward,” Wu Heng explained as he got dressed.

“Oh, got it.”

“Go call Glenda, I need to go out for a bit.”

“Right!”

Xiao Xiao flew away and quickly returned with Glenda in tow.

The two Ghosts entered his body, and Wu Heng went downstairs for breakfast.

…

After breakfast.

Wu Heng rode his bicycle, towing ‘Andre Willow’ to the association.

He sat in the study for a while.

As there was nothing else to do, he directly left the association.

He headed towards the Snake Badge Consortium across the street.

He entered the lobby.

The staff of the Snake Badge Consortium led him to the VIP room in the back.

Shortly after, the door opened, and the middle-aged man who had been serving him before walked in.

He bowed slightly, “Good morning, guest.”

Wu Heng took out the emblem, “Check the commission I posted before, are there any results?”

Pirate Village and investigating the death of the leader of the Old Barrel had kept him quite busy lately.

Indeed, it had been some time since he last visited the Snake Badge Consortium.

“Certainly, guest,” the man took the emblem and went straight out.

Not much later, the man returned.

He walked in holding a Space Satchel.

In the middle of the open space, he placed eight coffins.

The man said, “Guest, here we have a total of eight professional corpses above level 10, one Flying Dragon corpse, and the ‘Water Elemental Well’ magic construction you ordered last time has also been completed. Due to limited space, I’m unable to display everything.”

It seemed that all the orders he had placed before were now ready.

“Mm, let’s start with these corpses!” Wu Heng directly said.

The credibility of the consortium was quite good.

Even if the goods came from dubious sources, they always ensured client satisfaction.

“There are a total of eight professional corpses, including four blacksmiths above level 10, two tannery craftsmen, one alchemist, and one brewer.”

This time, they didn’t go into the details of name, age, or cause of death but stated their levels directly.

All of them were level 10 professionals,

but there were still no level 15 corpses.

Wu Heng glanced at the coffins in front of him and nodded, “Alright, put them away for now and let me know how much I need to settle for the balance.”

The man calculated the amount, “You still owe 22 Gold Coins.”

Wu Heng took out 22 Gold Coins and handed them over to the man.

Then he said, “Write another commission.”

The man was well-prepared. He took out a new commission form from beneath his notebook, “Are you still purchasing professional corpses?”

“Mm,” Wu Heng nodded. Before the man could start writing, he said, “This time, write directly for level 15 professional corpses. The commission amount can be higher.”

He was going straight for level 15 professional corpses.

That was quite a bold order.

Shocked, but still inquiring, the man asked, “Any profession will do?”

“Any!”

“So how much would you like to raise the commission amount to? I will make a note of it,” the man continued.

“Increase it by 50%.”

He was raising it by half.

Necromancers, indeed, were rich.

The man filled in the form accordingly and stamped it with the emblem.

“It’s ready, guest.”

After some thought, Wu Heng continued, “Write another one, one that will help me collect 10 grams of dust after binding spirits with sunlight, 5 grams of Abyssal Demon Fish blood, and one completely intact Brain Eater corpse, that’s all.”

These were materials noted in the alchemy shop that he hadn’t found; he had to purchase them through the consortium.

If he were to collect them bit by bit on his own, it could take years to find.

The man quickly wrote and stamped the form.

“All done, guest.”

“Just post it when the time comes,” Wu Heng continued, “How am I going to take these buildings and coffins with me?”

He also had a Space Satchel in his possession.

But it was inconvenient to use it here.

Lately, the only place near Gold and Silver Island where satchels could have been obtained was the recent auction.

It was easy for people to deduce the buyer’s identity as his own.

It might not be dangerous, but it was still better to be cautious.

“I will have someone accompany you to your residence and take the goods out there,” the man stood up and began storing the coffins in the Satchel.

“Okay, let’s go then.”

Wu Heng left the consortium accompanied by a staff member.

…

In a small coastal town, inside a tavern.

Philippa lifted her beer and took a sip, looking across at the bearded man, “You just let your woman go to him? You couldn’t beat him up?”

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The bearded man lifted his cup and took a swig, wiping the foam from his beard, “Bullshit, we won. I just couldn’t care less about that kind of woman. If that cripple wants her, she’s his.”

Philippa stared at him, “Really? You’re so generous. Why be a pirate? Go join the association.”

Pfft—!

A few pirates drinking nearby immediately spat out their drinks.

They directed their gazes elsewhere, trying not to laugh out loud.

“To hell with your association, you’re the one from an association, your whole family’s from an association,” the bearded man cursed.

Philippa wasn’t offended and continued, “Babuzzi, after all those years you spent together, don’t you miss her at night? When you pass by places where you’ve lived, don’t you ever see her figure?”

The bearded man, who seconds before had been drinking heavily, suddenly fell silent.

His gaze turned blankly towards the ceiling.

“Enough talk, let’s drink, drinks on me. I’m different from you; I’ve got money, and that makes me happy,” Philippa said.

Slamming his hand on the table, the bearded man exclaimed, “Bring me your most expensive drink!”

He took two more gulps.

Putting down her cup, Philippa continued to inquire, “Got any new news lately?”

The bearded man burped and replied, “New news? The bounty for the Vice-executive of Gold and Silver Island has gone up again, does that count?”

A frown creased Philippa’s forehead, “When did this happen? How come I didn’t get the message?”

“You didn’t sleep last night, did you? Hooking up with a man, huh? What do you like more, women or men?”

“I like your mom. Just tell me the news.”

The bearded man took another drink and said, “The bounty has been increased to 1200 Gold Coins, and there’s more detailed intelligence now.

He’s often seen accompanied by two skeleton attendants, one ronin, one warrior; both are skeleton attendants above level 15. If you’re going after him, get ready with methods to restrict the attendants.”

Philippa’s eyes widened a bit.

“How did the intelligence suddenly include information about his skeleton attendants?”