Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 818, Evolution Level 19

Wu Heng stood behind the crowd.

A small voice came from my ear, "The minstrels of Treasure Island, why is there no one holding a harp?"

Benny said, "Maybe it's not popular. Different places have different popular instruments."

"Oh!" Xiao Xiao nodded, and then said to Wu Heng: "Uncle, he said bad things about Aunt Wen Mansha, should we beat him up?"

"No need, it's all unified terminology, let's talk about him in the territory when we get back."

"it is good."

After standing there and watching for a while, he walked past the crowd.

He found a dark corner, asked the ghost to confirm a location outside the city, and released [Teleportation] to leave the city directly.

Then, in a deserted place, take the ghost train back to Fort Sett.

……

When the ghost train reappeared, it had already arrived at the woods outside Fort Sett.

I looked at the time and it was already 4:40 in the afternoon.

Release the ghost, confirm the direction of the Eye Fortress, and walk forward.

The outline of the fortress gradually appeared in sight.

"Wu Heng, there were a few spies over there, and I killed them directly." Benny flew back and said directly.

"Spies are still being sent this way from afar. They are really not afraid of death." Wu Heng changed direction and walked towards the location that Benny mentioned.

Two bodies were found lying on the ground, and a map of the checkpoints around the fortress was found on their bodies.

"The number of people arranged is much smaller than at the beginning, but it still has some effect." Benny said on the side.

Wu Heng nodded and put the corpse back into the space ring.

Continue walking towards the fortress.

The guarding skeletons did not stop the residents of the city from walking and chatting on the road. Except that there were fewer people, there was no difference.

Enter the Presidential Palace.

Hartle, who was working on the first floor, looked up when he heard footsteps.

Seeing Wu Heng coming in, his eyes lit up instantly, "Master, you're back!"

"Well, I heard that the hero came to the fortress. Is everything okay?" Wu Heng said with a smile.

"Thanks to you and your wife, nothing happened." Hartel bowed again.

Wu Heng nodded, "Wen Mansha?"

"Madam and Miss are upstairs. I'll take you there." Hartle led the way and Wu Heng followed behind.

After knocking twice on a door, Hartle said, "Madam, the master is back."

"come in!"

Pushing open the door, Wu Heng walked straight in.

Seeing Wu Heng, Wen Mansha, who was holding the child, first called him master in a soft voice, and then said to the child, "Dad is back to see you."

The baby in my arms stopped sucking and stretched out his hands towards me.

Wu Heng took it in his arms and held it gently.

Wen Mansha wiped her chest with a handkerchief and asked, "Master, why are you back?"

If the two of them communicate in the morning, they will be back in the afternoon.

"I'm a little worried about you, so I came back to check on you. I'll go back after everything is arranged." Wu Heng sat down aside, playing with the child in his arms.

Hartle brought tea, placed it in front of the two of them, and then stood aside obediently.

"I made you worry again." Wen Mansha said somewhat self-blamingly.

Wu Heng asked, "Where did Long go?"

At this time, the child reached out again for Wen Mansha to hold him.

Wen Mansha took the child and said while feeding him, "Hartel, tell the master what the consortium told you at that time?"

Hartle said, "Master, they said they would follow the road north until they reached the city of Rentam."

"What is the purpose?"

Hartle shook his head, "It's not mentioned, but when we were in the fortress, we only stayed in the consortium building for half a day, and then went to the next city."

Wu Heng fell into deep thought.

The last time I met a dragon was in the city of Netale. Did I come all the way here just to see the consortium buildings in various places?

Is it necessary to look at them one by one?

Wen Mansha then continued, "I have already notified everyone that all the cities along the way will avoid conflicts, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Yes, it's well arranged." Wu Heng nodded, and then asked, "Has the messenger been arranged?"

During the phone call in the morning, I asked Wen Mansha to arrange a messenger to find out the location of the second prince.

"It has been arranged. A civil servant from the City Hall will serve as the messenger. He will arrive by train in the next two days." Wen Mansha said.

"Okay, let's act more realistically then."

Wen Mansha nodded, and Hartel also kept smiling, glancing over here from time to time.

After finishing the business, Wu Heng took out three train tickets from his space ring.

"Each of you gets one. If you feel any danger, tear it off along the gap and the ghost train will appear. Then fill in Treasure Island on the itinerary and you can save your life."

Currently, there are two types of ghost trains. Wu Heng's [Conductor's Hat] will be considered the conductor by default after wearing it. After the train appears, he can bring two conductors on board.

The second type is the [Ghost Train Ticket], one ticket per person, with no mention of bringing other people along.

"Master, my life is worthless, so I'd better leave it to Madam!" Hartel hesitated and spoke softly.

Wu Heng glanced at her and said solemnly, "Don't say such things in the future. If you think so yourself, how can you think so of others?"

Wen Mansha looked back and said with a smile, "Why don't you apologize to your master? I won't say it again in the future."

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir. I won't say it again."

Wu Heng nodded and continued, "Inside the ghost train, all your senses will disappear. This is normal. Don't be afraid. The watches I gave you can tell the time. Remember to eat, drink and go to the bathroom. Also, take care of your children, as they may not be able to adapt to that environment."

Both girls nodded to show that they understood.

Wen Mansha put away two of them, handed the other one to Hartle, and said, "If you don't listen, the master will ignore you tonight."

Hartle bowed again and took the ticket.

"That's all for now. I'll go back to my room and rest for a while. Call me for dinner." Wu Heng stood up.

"Master, is there anything you would like to eat?"

"Just be casual."

"it is good."

Wu Heng walked out of the room, went to the study, opened the door and walked in.

……

I walked out of the gate and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.

It's half past five in the afternoon.

I can't stay here for long.

Ask Skeleton to turn on the surveillance footage of cells 202 to 204.

The three original level 18 professionals have all been transformed into zombies.

But in appearance, it still maintains a human form, without any exaggerated signs of distortion.

Huh~!

Three ghosts flew back from outside.

Xiaoxiao shouted loudly, "Uncle!"

"Ah! What's the matter? Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Xiaoxiao pointed at the screen and said in surprise, "He is already level 19."

Wu Heng looked at the screen and frowned, "You said that all three of them have reached level 19?"

"Yeah! It's so fast." Xiaoxiao said.

Glenda also said, "From the level point of view, it has indeed reached level 19. It seems that the transformation from a professional is faster than we thought."

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"Indeed!" Wu Heng was also somewhat surprised by the result.

Although he expected that professionals would have better results in converting zombies, he did not expect that the virus injected in the morning would be upgraded to a higher level in the evening.

Or three are improved at the same time.

Benny smiled and said, "It won't be long before all three of them can reach level 20."

Xiao Xiao thought about it and said, "In this way, the Holy See will never dare to bully us again."

"Let your uncle call the association's headquarters." Glenda spoke first.

"That won't work. Uncle is still my father. What if he dies outside?"

"Xiaoxiao, you are so biased. That's not what you said to me last time." Glenda said pretending to be angry.

Xiaoxiao immediately came up to her and said, "No way, Auntie, we are best friends."

"What about me?" Bernie asked.

"We three are the best."

Wu Heng sat in the chair, thinking about the transformation of professionals.

This is a shortcut to cultivate high-level skeletons.

Just like what the novel said, by then the threat posed by the Holy See to him will be reduced, and no one will even come to cause trouble for him anymore.

Of course, try not to have too serious conflicts with them.

After all, God is real.

I have worked so hard to develop to this point, and if I anger the gods and they turn me into ashes in one go, it would be totally not worth it.

Is there a way to become a god in this world?

Or is it that gods are born gods, and the highest that ordinary professionals can achieve in their lifetime is heroes.

"Uncle, do you think the four of us are the best?" Xiaoxiao flew over.

Wu Heng looked up and said, "It's better to be invincible in the world."

"Hehe!" Xiaoxiao laughed.

Wu Heng looked up at the time, stood up and said, "Let's go back and eat."

The three ghosts flew back into the body, and Wu Heng walked into the gate.

……

Settled Fortress.

Wu Heng had a good dinner.

I've been hiding here and there these days and haven't eaten well.

Even when he was disguised as a gang leader and the president, he was worried that the food sent to him was poisonous, so he didn't eat a single bite and only ate the bread he brought with him.

After a good meal.

Wu Heng asked for some more preparation, opened the mansion magic, and sent it in to the girl.

Wen Mansha looked inside the open door and said, "Master, the new maid you chose? She's just a little thin."

After the mansion was closed, Wu Heng said, "I rescued a little girl from the gang, but I was afraid that she would reveal my whereabouts, so I locked her up in there first."

"Are you going to keep her locked up? Don't let her get bored."

Wu Heng said: "There is no other way. She thinks we are traitors to humanity. What if we let her out and let her leak the information?"

Wen Mansha thought for a moment, "It's not convenient for you to take her with you, so let me take her with me first. I'll arrange a job for her and let her go after you finish your work."

Wu Heng thought about it and found a solution. He activated the [Mansion Technique] again and said, "Come out!"

The little girl walked out carefully, looking down at her toes.

Wen Mansha raised her chin, looked at it and said, "The master said that he saved you from the gang. Is that true?"

"Please don't kill me." The girl couldn't stand the pressure and knelt down and said.

"You're pretty obedient." Wen Mansha continued, "How about you stay in the city for a few days and I'll let you go back later?"

"Stay, stay for a few days."

"That depends on your performance. If you are obedient and smart, you will be able to go back soon."

"I'll listen to you," said the girl.

Wen Mansha nodded, "Hartel, arrange a job for her."

"Yes, ma'am."

The girl was taken away, and the problem was solved.

"Come on, let's go feed the baby and get some rest."

The two of them went upstairs together to feed the baby.

After feeding the child, they handed him over to the skeleton witch and returned to the room together.

……

bedroom.

The moonlight seeps into the room through the carved window lattices.

There is a faint fragrance in the air.

Wu Heng lazily half-lying on the bed, still thinking about the three professionals who had transformed into zombies and reached level 19.

No wonder necromancers are suppressed and restricted, some of their experiments are really quite perverted.

At this time, the door opened and Wen Mansha walked in from the bathroom wearing a black suspender nightgown. Her long red hair was wet and hung to her waist, and the skirt was tightly attached to her graceful figure.

Behind her, Hartle came in with her hair piled high, with a few strands of hair falling on both sides of her cheeks.

She was still wearing her black-framed glasses and a black lace bra, with her breasts half exposed.

Wen Mansha walked over, sat down beside the bed, smoothed her wet hair, and said with a smile, "Master, Hartel specially prepared this dress, how is it?"

Wu Heng looked at the other party again, "Hartel is thoughtful."

"Thank you, sir."