The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 769

Chapter 769: Chapter 621, Let’s Not Argue Anymore! Chapter 769: Chapter 621, Let’s Not Argue Anymore! “`
Golden Sail Tavern.

Bard Saban stood on the wooden platform, vividly narrating the latest serialized story.

The area below was packed with patrons, even the busy bartender stood aside, not attending to customers, listening to the story.

Saban continued, “So, I took out my pocket watch and handed it to Wu Heng, with a teasing tone, ‘Here, you always say that you can identify the traits of the user from any item’s traces. This is a newly acquired watch of mine, see if you can discern the original owner’s character and habits.’
“Just to clarify for everyone here, a pocket watch is a tool for keeping time, which can determine the time more precisely. Here is an illustration, it looks roughly like this.”

As he spoke, Saban had someone draw a rough shape on a wooden board, following the pattern from the newspaper.

The crowd nodded.

The story continued.

“Wu Heng took it over, first examining the face of the watch, then opened the case to inspect the inside components, and even took out a magnifying glass to observe for a while.”

“…”

“Watching his dejected, busy demeanor gave me a sense of satisfaction from my revenge, convinced he couldn’t make anything out.”

“‘Although the traces left are minimal, I have still observed something,’ Wu Heng squinted and said, leaning on the recliner, ‘This watch belonged to your brother, and it was left by your father, … I deduce it is a family heirloom, precious items are mostly passed down to the eldest son, so it should belong to your brother.”

“I was somewhat surprised but nodded, ‘Yes.’
“Your brother lived a debauched life, … due to his love of drinking, led a dissolute life, and eventually died of good wine.”

“I suddenly jumped up and roared: ‘Wu Heng, this is pointless, you have already investigated my brother and then you make fun of me with this method.’
“‘I’ve only deduced based on my observations and haven’t investigated you. That would not have been polite,’ Wu Heng said indifferently.”

“I couldn’t help but ask, ‘Then tell me, how did you come to that conclusion?’
“‘Look, this watch has lots of scratches, indicating he often kept coins or keys with it, a high-value pocket watch that was treated so carelessly shows he was not too scrupulous, wouldn’t you say?’”
“‘Here, there are also traces of pawn tickets, indicating he was often in a tight spot.’ Wu Heng analyzed.”

“I found myself nodding involuntarily.”

“‘Furthermore,’ Wu Heng continued, ‘look at the inner cover where the watch is wound; around the winder hole are thousands of scratches. … Incidentally, no drunkard’s watch fails to bear such marks.’
“‘I’m sorry, you’re absolutely right.’ I was amazed at his reasoning, which was so accurate, and I sincerely apologized.”

…

“Why provoke him?” someone slapped the table. “It’s well-known the Island Master would figure it out, yet you offered it to him willingly.”

“Well, that’s not a fair comment. I too was a bit skeptical and wanted to test it out.”

“It’s quite terrifying to think about. Having such a person around, you can imagine they could even find out who you shared your bed with at night.”

“I think he is more suited to the Prophet profession.”

“No no, a Prophet’s combat strength isn’t high; intelligence without combat strength is useless, he would fit well as a Necromancer too.”

“Stop talking, all of you stop talking! Let’s keep listening,” someone stood up to help maintain order.

…

Saban went on with the story.

Mrs. Landlady brought over a business card; it belonged to a lady named ‘Meili Mostan.’
Wu Heng and Watson met with this lady.

And Meili began to recount her own problem, she received an anonymous rare pearl every year on the same day, for six years now.

Her father had mysteriously disappeared ten years ago.

Today, the person sending the pearls asked to meet with Meili.

Overwhelmed, Meili sought Wu Heng’s help.

“Mr. Wu Heng, what do you think I should do?” Meili asked with a worried frown.

“Go, we must go!” Wu Heng replied earnestly.

“‘Alright, I will come again at six o’clock tonight.’ Miss Meili smiled gently, took her leave, and left.”

“Just after seeing off the guest, Wu Heng, who still seemed a bit listless in the morning, suddenly became like a lion awakened, happily whistling and stepping out.”

…

Speaking of which.

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Saban’s tone paused.

The people below all developed a bad feeling.

“The rest of the story will be continued in the next serialized release…”

The tavern patrons immediately realized what was happening.

“Damn it, not this kind of ending again.”

“It’s so uncomfortable to stop the story halfway.”

“Last issue was about investigating a death, and this issue is about who sent the pearls? Is that even worth writing a story about?”

“Who knows who the ghostwriter is, I’ll go break his hands.”

“Could it just be a start, and there will be more deaths later?”

…
In the association, Steward’s Office.

Xi Ligui walked in, wiped off some sweat, and turned the air conditioning down two degrees.

With the merchant exhibition currently being held on the island, some merchant group representatives and royal dignitaries from various places.

have all gathered on the island.

The island is now bustling, with all the taverns and inns filled with people.

But security has also become busy; even she, as a steward, sometimes has to go out and patrol.

Her workload has more than doubled compared to before.

“I see the new newspaper is out!” Xi Ligui removed her armor and stored it in the Space Ring.

Shi Yali lifted the newspaper in her hand, “I bought it at city hall, you can’t even get it from the newsboy at the corner.”

Xi Ligui poured herself a glass of water and said, “Next time, tell Wu Heng to leave some newspapers here at the association, too; tell him it’s convenient for us to have access as a distribution point.”

“Good idea,” Shi Yali’s eyes lit up.

Xi Ligui sat down beside her and took the newspaper passed to her, “Is this a new story?”

“A new story, but it seems a bit different from the last,” Shi Yali said.

“What’s different, the story?” Xi Ligui first looked at the local news published on the paper.

The intelligence network of Gold and Silver Island was gradually taking shape.

Travelling merchant caravans would bring various local intelligence reports here.

Some reports were selected to be published, those that could be confirmed and had no negative impact.

As a steward, Xi Ligui also had to get some information from the newspaper.

Shi Yali walked to the side, brewed a cup of tea, and brought it over to Xi Ligui, “Last time Wu Heng said it was some royal scandal story, it doesn’t seem like that now.”

“It’s just the start, it can’t happen so fast!” Xi Ligui commented, then added, “Maybe he made it up to prevent you from entering any more betting pools.”

Shi Yali’s eyebrows shot up, “I’m not going anymore, stop bringing it up like I’m a gambler or something.”

Xi Ligui stopped talking and started to read the story below.

After reading it carefully.

She put the paper aside and said, “The writing style is the same as the last story, and the place where it breaks off is the same, making people uncomfortable.”

“Did you see Meili in the story? Could there be another one coming over?” Shi Yali raised an eyebrow and suddenly asked.

Xi Ligui was taken aback, “What do you mean?”

“Cavina, Bella, those little servant girls, aren’t they all who came over?” Shi Yali spoke seriously, “Sister, I am getting worried for you.”

A thought crossed Xi Ligui’s mind.

Seeing the smile in the other’s eyes, her face turned serious, “Work, call by title.”

“Steward Xi Ligui, if you don’t make a move, he’s going to have more and more women by his side,” Shi Yali continued.

“I think you quite like him too,” Xi Ligui retorted.

“Let’s not fight over him, we’re sisters after all!”