The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 718

Chapter 718: Chapter 581, You Think of Me Like That? Chapter 718: Chapter 581, You Think of Me Like That? “When did you get back?”

“Arrived on the island this morning.”

“Was the journey smooth?”

“With Philippa escorting with so many ships, how could it not be smooth? We even arrived several days ahead of schedule,” Shanaela said with a smile.

On the other side, Philippa, who was feeding a parrot, poked her head over and clenched her fist to her chest.

Shanaela continued, “You’ve heard about the Starflower incident. To save face for the business guild, I’m still the chairman on paper, but I no longer have real authority. After some time, even this title will be taken away under some pretext.”

“No worries, our family has a big business. Even if you do nothing, I’ll still support you,” Wu Heng said.

The maids’ eyes widened, watching like an audience, all turning to look at Shanaela.

The latter’s cheeks flushed, and she glared at Wu Heng, “I can’t just idle at home every day.”

“Gold and Silver Island is so big, there’s no way you can’t find something to do,” Wu Heng said.

Mini also asked, “Sister Shanaela, does that mean we can live together now, without having to sneak over every day?”

“There was nothing sneaky about it,” Shanaela remarked, but continued, “Not yet. If I move in directly, the guild maintaining my honorary position will be pointless. On the surface, it’s just some business cooperation with the Island Lord’s Mansion.”

“Oh! Your clan sure is nosy,” Mini muttered.

When the Wood Elves were mentioned, Philippa seemed to recall something and said with a tattling tone, “When arriving on the island, some of Shanaela’s clan members stopped us. If I weren’t there, they wouldn’t have let us pass!”

Wu Heng’s eyebrow raised, “Someone dares to bully you on the island?”

“It’s not really bullying. The agreement I reached with the elders was to give up all assets of the guild, but my assets on Gold and Silver Island are my own, unrelated to them. It was just a matter of making that clear,” Shanaela explained.

Philippa said, “You’re just too easy-going. If it were me, I would’ve slapped them twice to see if they’d dare come bother me next time.”

Shanaela spoke calmly, “They were just following orders, and the guild isn’t really fixated on a single piece of property.”

“Let me know if you have any trouble,” Wu Heng said.

“I know~!” Shanaela responded with a tender look in her eyes.

Next, Shanaela continued, “The Starflower fleet that came this time brought over the goods you ordered last time, including five large warships. I saw the order, and someone will come to deliver them to you in the next couple of days.”

“Andre Willow will check the goods upon arrival. Philippa, you go check the ordered ships tomorrow,” Wu Heng instructed.

“Okay,” Philippa nodded.

Wu Heng turned to Shanaela, “Don’t leave tonight.”

Shanaela’s cheeks reddened further, and she nodded.

…

Deep in the night.

Shanaela was curled up in his arms.

Her cheeks still bore the fading blush.

“Did you miss me that much?”

“If you didn’t come back, I would’ve gone to the Wood Elves to find you,” Wu Heng pulled her closer into his embrace once more.

Soft and smooth, filling his chest.

Shanaela moved his wandering hands away and asked, “Was the newspaper your idea?”

“Yeah, it’s working quite well on the island.”

“I didn’t expect you to be so good at promoting yourself. It’s a really good idea, and it also prepares you for level 18,” Shanaela praised with a smile.

“To have Chairman Shanaela’s approval, it seems the newspaper is indeed not bad.”

Shanaela gave a gentle bite on his chest, annoyed, “I don’t have real authority anymore, stop mentioning chairman.”

“From now on, I’ll support you, and it will be no less than before.”

Shanaela buried her head again in his chest, “Really handing over Starflower that I’ve managed for so long, there’s still a sense of emptiness, a bit stifling.”

Wu Heng stroked her hair gently, and softly said, “Why don’t you become the chairman for Gold and Silver Island? You can have the final say over the entire fleet.”

Shanaela popped her head out, smiling, “It’s not that easy to build a fleet. All the other fleets are already established, and trying to get in now would lead to a loss. Besides, we don’t have any standout resources to offer.”

Gold and Silver Island is just an island, although its territory is quite extensive, with large areas still undeveloped.

But after all, it is an island.

Many resources need to be imported from outside.

There aren’t any unique resources available for export.

And as Shanaela mentioned, setting up a fleet now is likely to get suppressed by others.

On Gold and Silver Island, people give way to you.

Out there in trade, not so much.

Wu Heng pondered for a moment and said, “Let me think, see what unique goods I have in hand, and then we can discuss it properly.”

“Okay, you decide,” Shanaela looked up adoringly.

And even reached out to pat his head.

Wu Heng moved her hand away, patting her ample behind, “Arch a little.”

As he spoke, he flipped over to be on top of her.

“Again? It’s so late.”

Wu Heng patted her again, “You stay up late usually anyway, hurry up.”

Shanaela shifted her upper body backwards and arched slightly.

…

The next day, after breakfast,
Shanaela returned to her own dwelling to deal with the remaining issues.

Wu Heng also took a carriage to the Association.

He travelled through the hall and the corridor, arriving at the Steward’s Office and knocked on the door.

After receiving a response,
he opened the door and walked in.

“Looking for me?” Wu Heng asked.

Xi Ligui, who was behind the desk, looked up, “Lu An and his master left yesterday. They must have departed right after the competition ended. I didn’t receive any message about it.”

“So suddenly?”

“Yes, and quite secretly,” Xi Ligui thought for a moment and said, “I plan to write a letter to the Association to explain the whole affair, just to avoid any other versions spreading from headquarters.”

Wu Heng’s eyebrows raised.

He understood Xi Ligui’s intention.

From the way Lu An looked at him when the competition ended, there was an unmistakable air of defiance.

Their secretive departure indicated there might be some issues.

Wu Heng was not afraid though, having competed openly and fairly, he had nothing to fear regarding what the other party might say.

But Xi Ligui’s idea was also valid–telling the Association the whole story outright so that everyone would naturally understand what happened.

“Okay, you write a letter to the Association, and I will write one to Administrator Imilo.”

“Write to Administrator Imilo?”

“Mackintosh has been in charge of intelligence work, right? When the two arrived on the island, she used her Prophet abilities to do some investigating and discovered that they mentioned Imilo in their conversation. It’s better to inform him too,” Wu Heng explained.

“Alright.” Xi Ligui began to write.

Shi Yali also brought Wu Heng paper and ink.

After both had finished writing, they exchanged letters to make sure they were not too different and there were no discrepancies.

They sealed the letters, and Shi Yali took them to the front desk.

They would be sent out that day.

…

In the afternoon,
Wu Heng returned to the Island Lord’s Mansion.

He handed over the content about yesterday’s Combat Arena to the printing Skeleton, “For the new edition of the newspaper, rearrange the layout. Put this picture and content in the most prominent position, reduce the other content, print it tonight, and send it out tomorrow.”

The Skeleton took the material and began arranging the layout.

The printing press started to make whirring sounds, and newspapers were printed one after another.

Ghost Glenda appeared, “You’re making sure everyone knows about this, aren’t you?”

“Xi Ligui’s suspicion is reasonable. By publishing the details of the duel, and sending copies elsewhere, everyone will know what happened. If he doesn’t fabricate anything, it would just be a normal defeat in combat. But if he fabricates something, then he’s merely a narrow-minded loser trying to distort the truth,” Wu Heng said.

“You’re becoming more and more like a Necromancer.”

“That doesn’t sound like a compliment.”

…

The following day.

Early in the morning, the newspaper boy holding the paper in his hand, shouted loudly, “Issue number four of the newspaper, the challenger’s identity revealed, a prince from a neighboring country. Come and see and buy…”
With each shout, Gold and Silver Island seemed to buzz with excitement well before its time.

So the challenger was someone with such a status.

A prince, and a candidate supported by the Association, defeated on Gold and Silver Island.

Long lines formed in front of the newspaper boy.

Newspapers were sold one by one.

…

At the port.

Stacks of bound newspapers were loaded onto different ships.

“These are all for various Associations, be careful with them, keep them in a dry place,”
Amidst the calling out, the newspapers were loaded onto merchant ships.

They were shipped off to Associations around the Emerald Sea.

…

Inside a tavern.

After bestowing a couple of buffs upon himself,
Bard Saban strode onto the stage.

First, he bowed, then declared loudly, “Ladies and gentlemen, before I tell a story, let me tell you about the duel up there. The challenger comes from no humble origin…”
The crowd below instantly quieted down, all ears.