The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Wu Heng went to his study, took out Xiao Xiao and Glenda, and allowed Xiao Xiao to watch TV in the room while Glenda could roam invisibly around the city.

They were instructed not to wander too far, or approach the central district.

When night fell, Wu Heng also went to bed to rest.

…

Deep into the night, at a mansion in the inner city center.

A spacious, brightly lit great hall.

Around a round table in the middle sat three lavishly dressed men and women.

Etched on the dining plate on the table was the word ‘Life Extension Technique’, with a splayed out primate, its intestines gutted, posed on it.

A pair of eyes, incessantly darting left and right.

Watching the people at the round table use their knife and fork to eat parts of their own body.

Squeak~!

The heavy and luxurious door creaked open.

A corpulent man in deep blue formal attire slowly made his way in.

He twirled his ring and took a seat on an empty chair.

“You’re late again, Raylian!” the person next to him cut through some juicy flesh with his knife and fork, put it in his mouth, and spoke.

“I ran into an old acquaintance on the way over, and it seems he has forgotten me.”

“Who?”

“Who else? The Captain Wu Heng who killed the Blood Worship Sect.”

A fork and knife were passed to him.

The plump man stood up, cut a piece of the meat, and put it on his own plate.

At these words, everyone paused their actions.

One of them asked directly, “You mean, our guy could have failed?”

“I’m not sure yet, but the chances are high that he did.”

“Heh! Useless fellow.”

As the fat man continued eating, he conversed, “So what should we do next?”

The group fell silent for a while.

Finally, one of them suggested, “We should make contact with him, retrieve the Special Item in his possession. If it’s lost, we’ll all be punished.”

“Alright, I’ll make a trip there tomorrow.”

“Hmm, continue eating!”

The group resumed their meal.

…

The next day.

Wu Heng went to the front desk and purchased a job-change certificate.

He then directly headed toward the team’s resting room.

Duke and Mata were sitting there and chatting.

A new set of clothes was inside Duke’s armour, and Mata’s falcon-keeping arm-gear had also been replaced with a new one.

It seemed that the spoils from yesterday allowed both of them to make some upgrades.

“Good morning, Captain,” the two saluted in unison.

Wu Heng nodded, distributed the bounties he received from the front desk to the two, and continued, “The level 3 achievements from this mission will be recorded in your official records. They will assist in your promotions in the future. There are also rewards of advanced and intermediate tools. Once we get the approval, we can choose together.”

“Oh! Captain, we will follow your decision.” Duke chuckled, holding the money bag.

After all, with a bundle of younger brothers and sisters at home, it was good to bring money back.

Wu Heng nodded and continued, “Our next mission will still be to hunt down wanted criminals. Don’t spend all the money. Cultivate some informants to provide us with information.”

“Ah, Captain, how are we going to cultivate them?”

“Interact more with the pub and gang.”

“Oh, okay!”

After discussing their future tasks, the three left the association separately.

The bounty for arresting wanted criminals is much higher than the normal rescue mission.

They had plenty of money to spare.

…

After leaving the association.

He went straight to the Snake Badge Consortium across the street.

Laisia was still in her figure-hugging silk dress, with a bit of light makeup on, ready to greet in person.

“Good morning, Mr. Wu Heng. Are you here to see the consignment missions today?”

“What, any news?”

“There’s news.” Laisia gestured to the doorman outside and sat down after he came in and whispered, “The ‘Burial Ground’ building you custom-ordered has been delivered. If you hadn’t come, I would’ve had someone notify you at the association.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Heng’s heart lifted as well.

He had waited quite a while for this item.

Finally, it was completed and delivered.

“What about the Skill Book commission?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

“There’s no news about the Skill Book yet,” Laisia replied softly.

“Hmm, there’s no hurry!”

Outside, the staff hadn’t brought the stuff yet.

Laisia chit-chatted idly, “I’ve visited your store these past two days. You have good business. In a few days, it might become the busiest convenience store in the whole town.”

She didn’t think much of the convenience store before.

But now, the store’s revenue greatly surpassed her expectations.

Who would’ve thought that it would carry so many unique types of daily use items?

Moreover, the prices were quite affordable, certainly friendly for the average consumer.

“Let me know the next time you visit. You can pick whatever you like,” Wu Heng generously offered.

This head of the Snake Badge Consortium likely wouldn’t need to worry about money.

He could afford to be a bit more generous in words as well.

“It’s a deal then. Don’t regret it later.”

“If it’s for you, why would I regret it.”

Laisia glanced at him with a smile.

The two chatted for a while.

The staff walked in and handed over a storage sachet.

“Because it’s a structure, it requires the use of storage tool for transportation,” Laisia explained.

Wu Heng looked at the item in the staff’s hand.

He asked, “This, I’m afraid I can’t really carry it away, can I?”

Laisia thought for a while before saying, “The storage tool can be lent to you for now. But we’ll need it back within three days, as it’s Consortium property.”

Wu Heng immediately agreed, “Alright, thanks.”