Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

"Wu Heng? Isn't this the name of the island owner?"

"The appearance matches, so it must be him."

“Is this writing your own story?”

The drinkers' sudden discussion interrupted the bard's narration.

The bard on the stage simply watched the discussions of the drinkers below with a smile, and was very satisfied with their surprised reactions.

He had the same reaction when he saw this story.

"Shut up!" Someone stood up and shouted, then looked back at the stage, "Go on, I want to hear what story is in this newspaper."

The drinkers gradually quieted down, waiting for the next story.

The bard took another sip of water and continued his story.

In the later story, Watson and Wu Heng rented a house on Baker Street together, and Wu Heng's personality traits were shown through Watson's perspective.

He is a quiet person who lives a regular life. He often stays in the anatomy room and laboratory for the whole day and is interested in knowledge in other fields.

……

"The story should be about his early days, before he changed his job!"

"When I was young, I loved dissecting corpses. I guess my original idea of ​​becoming a coroner was to be one."

"Some conservative families want their family members to switch to clerical jobs."

"The current Necromancer is also suitable for him. It is rare for such a young man to become an island master."

As the story was told, the audience also discussed it in low voices.

……

The bard continued, and during their conversation, Wu Heng in the book mentioned that he was a detective.

And during the questioning with Watson, he easily guessed that the person who delivered the letter was once a light infantryman of the kingdom.

The people in the audience frowned slightly.

The word detective may sound unfamiliar to me, but after listening to the following conversation, I also learned about the specific profession of a detective.

A role similar to that of a case investigator.

Just now I felt that the other party was planning to become the coroner.

Now I feel that my original career path was to be an investigator.

……

The story continues.

Watson found it hard to believe that the other party could deduce the other party's identity just by looking at him a few times.

Then, another thought flashed through Watson's mind, that perhaps the whole thing was arranged by him in advance, just to dazzle him.

Watson questioned Wu Heng's guess.

Wu Heng explained with a smile that the messenger had calluses on his hands, and a sword and a flag were tattooed on his wrists. His behavior also revealed the temperament of an infantryman. His tone of voice and the way he stood with his head held high made me believe that he had served in the army. Coupled with the mark on his hand, it can be confirmed that he was from the light infantry.

The drinkers raised their brows slightly when they heard this.

"So that's it."

"really……!"

Even if you know that this is a plot designed in the story, it may not be the case at the time.

But this reasoning is well-founded.

What's more, the way cases are solved in this world is crude to begin with, and everything can be explained based on physical characteristics, posture, and tone of voice.

It's already very exciting.

Watson couldn't help but admire, and Wu Heng threw the letter in front of him.

Watson picked up the letter and began to speak: A homicide occurred on Lauriston Garden Street, and Wu Heng was invited to investigate.

……

So much for that.

The bard stopped talking and picked up the teacup to drink water again.

There was total silence below, with everyone waiting silently.

Time passed little by little, and seeing that the bard still didn't speak, someone shouted, "Go on, you're just slurping and drinking."

"Exactly. Are you a sea turtle? You're drinking water so vigorously."

The bard took another sip and said, "That's it. The story ends here. There is one last paragraph. The follow-up story will be serialized in the next issue. In other words, the rest of the content will have to wait until the next issue of the newspaper."

"Damn, this thing is divided into two periods."

"I've been talking a lot of nonsense before, but now there's a case, and that's it."

"What kind of crappy newspaper is this? Why is it here?"

Everyone cursed and vented their anger.

The story gets stuck here, giving people an uncomfortable feeling of being stuck in the middle.

If not, we are still on the island, I would want to curse the island owner outside.

Either don’t send it, or it will get stuck in sections.

After a round of complaints and scolding.

Everyone quieted down again, started drinking and eating, and continued discussing the story.

"Wu Heng has such a strong observation ability. The path of a mage is indeed suitable for him."

"The last time a group of pirates attacked Treasure Island, it was his guess. Otherwise, even if Imilo was on the island, he wouldn't be able to stop so many pirates."

"Why, you ask me, did he write this in the newspaper?"

"Maybe he wants everyone to know him a little better. Many people on the island question his profession."

"He already liked dissecting corpses and beating them with sticks. It's even more perverted no matter how you look at it."

"All Necromancers are like this..."

……

The second floor of the tavern.

There was a window facing the hall, the window was open, and there was a faint gaze looking down.

Mackintosh took a sip from his glass.

I was a little surprised that the other party would publish his story in the newspaper.

It will be so detailed.

Of course, the content of the story is still somewhat questionable.

If it was really possible to infer a person's occupation and intentions just by looking at him, Wu Heng would not have had to go to the Old Barrel Tavern to buy intelligence before.

Now he has called me here again to continue helping him collect intelligence on the island.

Dong Dong~!

There was a knock on the door and a sturdy man walked in.

"Sister, I bought the newspaper, 65 coppers." Someone handed over the newspaper.

McIntosh took it and looked at it again carefully.

The subordinate said: "He is quite narcissistic. He published his own story."

McIntosh smiled and said, "He's so young, and he was promoted from an ordinary member to the position of island owner within a year. Anyone would be a little narcissistic."

"That's true! Fortunately, I listened to my elder sister and didn't have any conflicts with him."

MacIntosh made no reply, but continued to look at the newspaper.

After hearing the story, there is actually nothing special about it.

But the Wu Heng she knew was not such a flamboyant person. He had to disguise himself when going out. How could he suddenly come up with such a story?

The series will continue later...

What's the purpose of doing this?

McIntosh doesn't think that a person who can sit in the position of island owner will make his experience public because of narcissism.

Hero creation?

A thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

She has now reached level 15 and is preparing for the hero creation process.

And Wu Heng did this.

The only reason she could think of was hero creation.

"Sister, we have already talked to the fleet and we will be able to leave with the ship this afternoon." Another person opened the door and walked in.

McIntosh put the newspaper on the table.

He said, "Go tell the fleet that we are not leaving and will stay for a few more days."

The subordinate was stunned, and immediately agreed, "Okay."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

McIntosh turned his gaze downstairs again and put the newspaper into his space ring.

……

Association, Deacon's Study.

Shi Yali pushed open the door and handed the newspaper in her hand to Xi Lagui, "Look at this, it's sold on the roadside, it's called a newspaper."

Xi Lagui took it and took a look. At the top, the big words read "Gold and Silver Express".

It should be the newspaper that Wu Heng mentioned to me some time ago.

“He actually made this thing.”

Shi Yali was brewing tea nearby, saying, "Look at the story below. Is it the same as his previous experience? Was he so powerful originally?"

Xilagui looked at the content below and frowned.

"I don't know, but he did come from the Yeko Kingdom, and he just got his career scroll last year. Why did he post this story?"

Shi Yali turned her head and looked over. "I feel like you're not worthy of him."

……

Island owner's mansion.

Wu Heng looked at his reputation, which had increased by several hundred points.

Granda flew back first. "Not many people bought newspapers. I think we can send some to the association and the city hall, and let people there buy some, and take the lead in buying them."

As he was speaking, Xiaoxiao also flew back.

He shouted, "Uncle, they say only fools spend money to buy newspapers!"

"Xiaoxiao, be more tactful. Your uncle has a bad heart."

“They have no money….”