Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

"If it's just above level five, it shouldn't be difficult."

Inside the room, Letili folded her arms across her chest and spoke softly.

Wu Heng looked at her and asked, "From your tone, is it harder than collecting civilian corpses?"

Raiti looked up at him with her sapphire eyes and said with a smile, "Literacy, intelligence, and long-term research can eliminate a group of people. Not everyone is qualified to be a mage."

Unlike games.

Mage is not a common profession in this world.

Even if a job transfer scroll were circulated, few people would choose it.

The first point is literacy, and having a certain understanding of many professional terms and magical terms.

It's not just your own understanding, you also need a teacher to teach you more.

Otherwise, you won’t even be able to understand the skill book.

Next is the family’s financial situation.

But not everyone has the time to delve into magic without considering the cost in life.

Of course, Wu Heng could also tell that the other party was trying to flatter him.

She guessed that she was a mage.

The words also praised the magician's power.

"Write the order and try to collect as much as possible." Wu Heng said calmly.

"Okay." Letili nodded and bent over to fill out the order form. Her low-necked collar revealed some of her snow-white hair.

Then he casually said, "There has been some chaos in the neighboring countries recently, maybe there will be some unexpected gains."

"Yeah." Wu Heng didn't say much. Even if he needed corpses, he didn't really want any country to be in chaos.

This can be seen from the situation in Black Stone Town.

The country is in chaos and ordinary residents are not having a good time either.

The Tianming Sect, which was established not long ago, killed so many people.

After the order form was filled out, Letili opened the door and handed it to the staff outside.

Wu Heng had no plans to stay any longer.

He stood up and said, "I'll go back first. I'll come back next time."

"I'll take you there!" Letili stepped forward and took the other's arm affectionately.

Wu Heng paused as he was walking out.

Letili also stopped, a hint of self-doubt flashing in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I..."

Wu Heng glanced at her, then naturally put his arm around her waist, feeling her soft and smooth body. "Aren't you afraid that I'm an old man?"

Letili's smile returned to her face, "You can't be an old man."

"Are you so sure?" Wu Heng was curious.

Letili said confidently, "It's a woman's intuition, and I'm always pretty accurate."

The two walked out along the corridor and when they were close to the hall, they were about to go out.

Only then did we create some distance.

Letili still has to maintain her image.

I walked Wu Heng out the door and waved goodbye.

……

Treasure Island.

Virgil was walking down the street with his attendants, also observing the island.

The crowds were bustling and moving. Workers in brown shirts were carrying goods, merchants in neat dresses were walking gracefully, and there were also ladies in gorgeous long skirts with feathers on their hats fluttering in the wind, who were out shopping and having fun.

The vendors were shouting their wares vigorously, and the flower girls were selling the flowers in their baskets.

A bustling and prosperous island.

Virgil and the other two all looked a little strange.

Before coming here, I specifically looked up some information about this island, which was built on the basis of pirates.

Even if Wu Heng becomes the island master later.

But it didn't take long.

Now it doesn’t look like a pirate island at all, but more like a prosperous royal city of a country.

After walking a few more steps, I heard shouting from the front.

"Newspaper, 65 coppers per copy, information about the surrounding kingdoms, and the story of Miss Bernie."

"Don't buy it if you can't read. Go to the tavern and listen to the bard read what's on it."

"Miss, I'm selling newspapers, please don't put your hands on my butt, it's not part of the service being sold."

Looking up, I saw the newsman standing on the edge of the flower bed, waving a newspaper in his hand.

He also did not forget to lower his head and talk to the people who gathered around him.

"Go buy one and let's take a look at it." The wizard Virgil instructed the man beside him.

The attendant came forward.

I squeezed into the crowd and bought a newspaper.

He walked back quickly and said, "It has been published to the sixth issue. The story is about a barmaid."

Virgil took the newspaper and glanced at it quickly.

Then you see the story title below.

"Berney the Blushing Maid".

It turned out not to be Wu Heng’s own story.

Newspaper stories, just for sales?

He quickly glanced at the contents above, then put them into the space ring, "Let's go, let's go to the tavern first."

……

Golden Sail Tavern.

Walking into the tavern, the voice of the bard came over.

"By the time I was nineteen, I had already worked in the tavern for seven years, and I lived a dull life."

"Suddenly one day, a drinker dressed strangely entered the pub. He was very white, had black hair, and was wearing a black hat."

The bartender came over and said apologetically, "Sir, the table is full."

Virgil nodded, "Come on, let's go to another one."

……

Black Crow's Nest Tavern.

"The next day, Wu Heng sent the bounty to Benny and told her about rescuing the children in the city..." the bard said after looking at the newspaper.

"Sir, the private room is full. Please go and see someone else," said the bartender.

The three of them went out again to look for the next house.

……

Red Shell Tavern.

"Benny looked reluctant, but she still didn't have the courage to go up..."

The three of them looked at the tavern which was full of people.

Without waiting for the bartender to come over, he turned and left.

……

Drunken Moon Hotel.

A pub that looks like it was converted from a hotel.

"Is there a place?" asked the attendant.

The three of them searched several houses and became somewhat angry.

There is something wrong with this island.

It's not like every pub is packed at noon.

"Yes, please come in, three of you." The bartender immediately prepared a seat for us.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I walked over and sat down.

There was someone else at the table, a bearded dwarf.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as there is an empty table.

The three of them ordered some drinks and food, and their eyes fell on the bard on the stage.

"Benny went from being fearful and timid to gradually becoming determined. She angrily scolded the Level 18 leader and cursed all the followers who killed the villagers."

"Benny knocked over the oil lamp and stood in the flames. There was no fear in her voice, only hatred for the evil cult outside. She shouted: Wu Heng will come back and avenge me and the villagers."

"The fire grew more intense, completely engulfing the figure."

Woohoo~!

There was a soft cry coming from the corner.

Bang~!

The bearded dwarf at the same table slammed the table and said angrily: "Did the association eat shit? Why did they send her to investigate the level 18 professional?"

……

The three mages looked at the angry dwarf.

I feel like I'm being scolded.

But if you think about it carefully, you will realize that the blame is directed at the local association that arranged for the maid to go out.

But there was also some surprise in their eyes.

This newspaper is so powerful that it can mobilize everyone's emotions.

Even after hearing the story, the three of them felt sorry for the maid named "Benny".

What a good girl, she died just like that.

"The idea that this island master came up with is really amazing," said a servant.

Another person spoke up, "The newspaper is not unusual, and the stories are not much different from those published by the association. It's mainly because of the writers behind it that they can write stories that are attractive."

"Could it be that, as Moffat said, the soul has been reincarnated?"

"If that's true, Moffat would have had a reason to take action on the spot. How could he watch his apprentice being bullied?"

Virgil took a sip of his drink and said calmly, "I am curious about him, and I will see what kind of person he is then."

The dwarf at the same table cursed.

He sat back in his seat and glanced at the three people in shock.

"When did they change people?"

……

The ghost train appears.

Wu Heng took Kaxiu and got off the train.

Returned to the city, called a carriage, and returned to the island owner's mansion.

Sitting in the carriage, passing by the newspaper sales point, he slightly opened a gap and looked outside.

There were a lot of people surrounding the sales point.

In addition to those who buy newspapers, there are also some people who will read them to others after buying them.

More and more people gathered.

“Why are so many women buying newspapers?”

"It's the same story as this issue. The barmaids all bought several copies, saying they wanted to boost the sales of this issue."

"Princess, we've bought the newspapers. There are too many people here, so let's go first."

As the carriage passed by, voices could be heard inside.

……

Return to the Island Owner's Mansion.

Minnie helped him take off his coat and hung it aside.

He asked softly, "Master, have you had lunch yet?"

Wu Heng felt it and said, "I'm not hungry either. Let's have dinner together in the evening!"

"Then make some more delicious food tonight." Minnie said with a smile.

Wu Heng patted her little head and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

I sat in the living room and enjoyed the air conditioning.

There was a knock on the courtyard door, and Minnie hurried out to open it.

Then Minnie returned, bringing in 'Mackintosh' with six arms.

McIntosh wore a dark gray-purple cape hood, a dark blue dress underneath, gold earrings, and a gold necklace around her neck.

Very personal.

Walking into the living room, McIntosh put his three arms on one side and saluted in front of his chest, "Master Island Master."

"Sit down!" Wu Heng said.

McIntosh sat down beside him and Minnie brought him some herbal tea.

"Sir, just after noon, three people came onto the island. One of them should be a mage, and the other two are servants who follow him. Their levels may be above level 15, or even level 18." McIntosh stated his intention directly.