The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Chapter 304, In Accordance with the Principle

Upon uttering the word ‘wish,’ Philippa’s expression grew even more somber.

Wu Heng glanced at the information and said, “Pirates have been frequently raiding the sea routes recently, I need an insider to gather information on the pirates’ intelligence and movements.”

The disheveled ‘Philippa’ slightly raised her head and said, “If discovered by the pirates, I will die a horrible death.”

“At least you stand a chance of fighting for your life, rather than dying on the gallows tomorrow.”

Philippa had no second option.

She had no second choice, to either agree to the terms now and become an informant among the pirates.

Or to be executed as a pirate right now.

After taking a deep breath, she said, “Fine, I agree, but I don’t know how to do this!”

“I’ll find a chance for you to escape, you just have to go back to being a pirate,” Wu Heng said.

Philippa bit the cracked dead skin on her lip and said, “That’s not what I mean, I mean I don’t have a ship or people now, and when I do get some information, how do I inform you?”

Wu Heng replied, “I will arrange a ship for you, as for people, there are a few from your pirate group still in prison, try to persuade them to join.”

Philippa fell silent again.

What both parties needed to do was actually quite clear.

Philippa needed to recruit crew members, then with Wu Heng’s assistance, break out of jail and resume her life as a pirate on the high seas.

Then she had to send back pirate intelligence to him.

What Wu Heng needed to do was to arrange the series of events for ‘Philippa’s’ escape and send her back to the sea legitimately.

“Okay!” Philippa agreed, then asked, “What about my mother? Will you pardon her too?”

The other woman was the ex-captain’s lady.

Wu Heng had seen her in the cell before, with fairly white skin, a plump and rounded woman.

Hardly anyone you would imagine living life aboard a ship.

“As long as you do your job well, I can assure her safety,” Wu Heng promised.

“And her life? How will she survive?”

“What kind of life do you want for her?”

“She’s not a pirate, we didn’t know he was a pirate before, you can arrange some work for her, don’t send her back to that village, she won’t last long if she returns,” Philippa stated straightforwardly.

Wu Heng didn’t have the ability to discern lies, but judging from her demeanor, she didn’t seem to be making excuses for herself.

He also said, “Do your job well, and your mother will live a good life on Gold and Silver Island.”

“Alright, then we have a deal.”

Wu Heng took out a slave scroll and said, “This is a slave contract, don’t resist.”

“Okay!”

Wu Heng walked out, picked up a quill pen, pricked the tip of her finger, and a drop of blood fell on the scroll.

The scroll absorbed the blood, drawing upon Wu Heng’s spiritual power, penetrating her forehead, and branding upon her soul.

The contract was complete.

Philippa began to feel weak, slumping directly onto the sofa at one side.

…

Wu Heng put away the scroll.

He continued, “Wei’er, prepare a meal for her, with extra meat.”

Andre Willow nodded and walked out.

When she came back, she entered carrying some food and placed it in front of ‘Philippa.’

The latter looked up at the two of them, then began to wolf down the food.

Wu Heng leaned against the desk and said, “Later, you’ll be sent back to your cell, don’t show any unusual behavior. When I’ve arranged everything, I’ll let you know.”

“Mhm!” Philippa, with her mouth stuffed with food, mumbled and asked, “What about the ship?”

“As for the ship, you’ll get one of the previous pirate ships.”

Beyond the matter of pirate intelligence, there was also the issue of a mysterious letter.

According to the information retrieved from the ‘Wenshi,’ such letters would suddenly appear beside the pirate ship captains.

The rules of transmission were still unclear, but they were definitely related to the pirate leaders.

Now, it would be seen if ‘Philippa,’ once she became the new leader, would also receive such letters.

“Okay!”

“Be cautious when you return, your very life depends on it,” Wu Heng cautioned.

Philippa swallowed the last piece of bread and nodded her head.

Wu Heng looked at Andre Willow, who summoned the guards on duty, and they took ‘Philippa’ back to her cell.

…

“Is she a pirate?” Andre Willow asked.

“Yes, the daughter of the former captain of the Iron Barrel Pirate Group,” Wu Heng replied.

“It seems she is even younger than Mini.”

“At the time, I didn’t expect her to be associated with pirates either, I thought she was just a hostage.”

Andre Willow began to clear away the dishes and asked, “Will those pirates listen to her?”

Wu Heng shook his head, “I’m not sure, the Steward thinks she can handle it, she must not be as simple as she appears.”

“Oh!”

Wu Heng sat in the association for a while, went to inform the Steward about the situation, and noticing there was nothing else pressing,

he left the association directly.

…

He returned home.

Mini was in the courtyard practicing martial arts with Bawudong.

Seeing Wu Heng return, she immediately stopped her motions and ran back quickly, “Master, you’ve returned quite early today.”

“Hmm, I came back early since there wasn’t much to do,” Wu Heng embraced her shoulder, “Why so diligent today?”

“I normally practice at this time, you just didn’t know,” Mini said.

“It seems our Mini is indeed very hardworking.”

A smile instantly spread across Mini’s face, “That’s right!”

They went into the room together, and Chef No. 1 prepared lunch.

After eating together,

Mini returned to training in the courtyard, while Wu Heng headed to the fourth floor, to the Alchemy Laboratory.

Upon pushing open the door, he saw ‘No.1 Expert,’ with six arms, busily concocting elixirs.

Two hands tinkered with the instruments in front, two pulverized ingredients, and the remaining two held medicinal herbs and shook elixir bottles.

It was like one person doing the work of three, the movements perfectly coordinated.

No mistakes occurred.

Wu Heng stood at the doorway, watching without entering to disturb the expert at work.

He quietly closed the door again, entered his study, and opened the boundary door.

He headed to the Zombie World.

Stepping out of the hotel, he found the open space outside teeming with dense ranks of the Skeleton Army, with four Flying Dragons circling continuously overhead.

The scavenge rate of the auto repair shop’s fleet had also exceeded the range of the hotel,

scouring the road for various supplies.

It’s already October, and winter is drawing closer.

The auto repair shop has enough supplies to get through this winter smoothly, but the more supplies one has, the greater the sense of security one feels.

Moreover, as the road continues to push forward, more shelters will come here to exchange resources.

The scavenged goods will also be traded.

They will be used to compensate for the lack of other resources at the auto repair shop and to accumulate more gold and silver.

Shh~!

Two trucks and a bus stop across the street.

Li Yahong steps down from the vehicle, along with four alchemy skeletons.

“The alchemy skeletons have been brought over, and those jars and bottles are all in the car.”

The four alchemy skeletons step forward and bow slightly to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng nods and says, “Take your things and move them into the first floor of the hotel, and I’ll arrange a new work location for you later.”

The alchemy skeletons return to the bus, carrying the organ jars and jars filled with herbs down into a single room of the hotel.

Meanwhile, Qiangzi and the others look up at the dragons circling in the sky.

“Damn, there are four now,” Qiangzi says.

“Among them, aren’t two clad in armor?” his bespectacled companion adds.

“That looks like a saddle to me, the kind you sit on.”

“It’s armor.”

“I say it’s a saddle!”

Soon, the alchemy skeletons finish moving the items.

Wu Heng signals to everyone to get back into the vehicles and continue clearing zombies.

…

Roar~!

The roar of zombies spreads rapidly.

Zombies from all directions converge on the main road, a dense mass filling the entire street without end in sight.

Wu Heng glances at the horde and says directly, “Send the dragons into the sky, then drop the solid iron bombs in sequence.”

Whoosh~ Whirr!

The four skeleton dragons soar into the sky.

Reaching above the zombie horde, they start dropping bombs.

In an instant, the dense ammunition, like heavy rain, rapidly covers the entire street.

Boom boom boom~!

In the midst of the deafening booms, thick smoke rises.

The noise is greater than in any previous battle.

As the dust settles,

the once-crowded street is instantly cleared, leaving only broken corpses and limbs, with blood covering the entire road.

Only a few sporadic zombies still charge this way.

Li Yahong, Qiangzi, and the others all widen their eyes, somewhat disbelieving what they see before them.

An entire street cleared in one attack.

“That’s way too exaggerated!” Qiangzi exclaims in surprise.

The bespectacled man in the passenger seat says, “Logically speaking, there’s no problem.”

“What logic, you were the most shocked just now.”

Wu Heng too watches the scene with some surprise.

At the same time, his own experience bar has risen a notch, and in two or three more attempts, he could level up again.

“Advance!” Wu Heng commands.

The skeleton army begins to move forward, killing any surviving zombies along the way.

Wu Heng follows behind, casting [Corpse Battlefield] where a large number of skeletons rise and join the advancing ranks, moving forward as well.

Once the battlefield has been cleared,

Wu Heng leads the army onward, continuing to clear zombies along the way, increasing both experience and the number of skeletons.

They continue until dusk.

Li Yahong and the others need to return to the bus station.

Only then does the team start to head back; the convoy leaves, and Wu Heng takes the alchemy skeletons through the boundary door.

…

Back on Gold and Silver Island.

Wu Heng takes the four alchemy skeletons into the Alchemy Laboratory.

“From now on, you will prepare elixirs here. If you need anything, you can ask me or the rabbit girl downstairs,” Wu Heng instructs.

The alchemy skeletons enter the room, moving various jars and bottles they are carrying inside as well.

Wu Heng also directs the other skeletons to bring in a freezer and connect it to power.

After everything has been set up,

Wu Heng continues to say, “No.1 Expert, come over for a moment.”

No.1 Expert puts down the work in hand and steps forward immediately.

Wu Heng takes out a third-level corpse core and says, “This is a corpse core. I need you to extract from it components that enhance living beings without harming them and refine them into an elixir.”

No.1 Alchemy Number takes the corpse core, then moves to a piece of equipment and begins the operation.

Wu Heng, seeing that the work has started, does not continue to disturb and leaves the room.

No.1 Alchemy Number, a level 15 alchemist, should have no problem developing from a third-level corpse core.

He goes downstairs to eat.

After practicing swordplay in the courtyard, he takes two maids back to his room to rest.

…

The next day, Wu Heng visits the association.

As a vice-executive, he is tasked with the execution of pirates.

The various teams have killed more than twenty pirates, but that does not include the Iron Barrel Pirate Group, as there are further plans for them.

Still, executing pirates has inevitably put significant psychological pressure on members of the Iron Barrel Pirate Group.

It’s said some have even tried to bribe the guards unsuccessfully.

In the afternoon, Wu Heng returns home.

He heads to Zombie World.

Wu Heng steps out of the boundary door.

The walkie-talkie on the table crackles with static,

then Li Yahong’s voice follows, “Big Boss, can you hear me?”

Wu Heng presses the talk button and replies, “I’m here.”

“I’m on my way now; I have something to discuss with you!”

As Wu Heng walks down the stairs, he sees Li Yahong running over hastily.

“What’s up?”

After taking a deep breath, Li Yahong says, “There’s news of Xiao Xiao’s mother. She’s in a shelter in the Peace District, but they don’t sound very friendly.”