Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Expert No. 1 walked into the room and stood there blankly.

Without materials and tools, there is no way to make potions.

Wu Heng took out a pen and paper from the space ring, handed it to it and said: "I need healing potions, mental potions and antidote potions. Write down all the required materials."

These three are the most commonly used agents.

Make these first, they will always come in handy.

The production and research and development of corpse core potions still need to wait for the corpse cores from the prison to be transported before they can be carried out.

The six-armed skeleton picked up the pen and paper and began to write down the material on the paper.

After the list was half full, he handed it to Wu Heng again.

In addition to the materials, there are also some tools used in alchemy, which are also on it.

Wu Heng glanced at it, and then directly put the space ring away.

"You stay here first, and I will send you the materials and tools then."

The skeleton didn't respond, still standing in the middle.

Wu Heng closed the door and went downstairs.

Lobby.

Minnie lay on the sofa and read the comics in her hands.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and smiled, "Master."

Wu Heng walked over and patted his butt lightly, "In the room next to the study on the fourth floor, I arranged for the skeleton to make alchemy potions there. Don't be frightened when you see it."

"Oh, good! How can I be so timid? I've never been afraid of skeletons." Minnie said.

"Well, let me tell you."

The two sat together and chatted for a while, and Andweir also came back from outside.

He put on his home clothes and leaned over.

"Master, the deacon asked you to come over tomorrow." Andweier said.

Deacon looking for himself?

"Didn't you say anything?"

Anderweil shook her head, "No, Assistant Moya is here. Seeing that you are not here, I asked him to come over tomorrow. It shouldn't be an urgent matter."

"I'll go over and take a look tomorrow."

"Uh-huh!"

Minnie continued: "Sister Wei'er, the master has arranged an alchemy room on the fourth floor. Don't be frightened by the skeleton then."

Anderweil turned to look at her and said, "I'm going to the association, you're at home, don't be scared."

"I'm not afraid of this!"

When the two were bickering.

The courtyard door knocked again.

Minnie stood up and opened the door, and Wu Heng also took his hand out of the fox girl's clothes.

Look outward.

Then he saw the wood elf 'Shanara' walking in without any guards or the housekeeper.

Minnie led her towards the house and shouted: "Master, Sister Shannella is here to give you an oil painting."

Go into the room.

Shanara handed over the oil painting and said with a smile: "I heard that Deputy Deacon Wu Heng likes oil paintings, so I will send you one. The one you said you like this morning will be sent to you after I finish the painting."

After saying that, he winked mischievously.

"Thank you." Wu Heng took it and looked at it. It was the half-finished product he saw in the morning. Now it has been completed. "The painting is very beautiful. I will hang it in my study later."

Shanara's smile became even brighter and she sat down aside.

Minnie brought tea, Wu Heng continued to chat with her for a while, and Chef No. 1 prepared dinner.

Several people sat down to eat together with 'Shanela'.

…

After seeing off 'Shanela', several people returned to the room.

Minnie held the oil painting and looked at it, "Sister Shannara is so amazing. All the paintings she draws are so beautiful."

Wu Heng put on a pair of pajamas and said: "Elves live a long life and can have a lot of energy to study something."

"I'm so envious. I also want to live longer."

Wu Heng rubbed her head and said, "Then practice hard and improve your physique and level, and you can live longer."

"Well, then I will definitely train hard in the future." Minnie put down the oil painting in her hand, then turned around and looked over, "Would you like to take a shower?"

"Let's go!" Wu Heng opened his arms, and Minnie and Anderweil walked into the bathroom, one on each side, laughing.

…

Late at night, on the rough sea.

Several warships sailed forward with the waves, and three flying dragons kept circling in the sky.

On the erected mast, hung a pirate ship with skulls in iron barrels.

Iron barrel pirate ship.

In the captain's cabin, a strong man was holding the woman in front of him, cursing all kinds of curse words and spitting.

Wait until the last moment.

He yelled, breathing heavily.

"Huh~! That old guy's woman is so cool," the man said.

He patted the woman's body hard and said, "I'm tired, just yourself..."

Just as he was speaking halfway, the man frowned.

His eyes fell on one side of the pillow.

At some point, there was a blank envelope there.

If it weren't for the yellowing of the sheets, it might be difficult to notice that there was such an extra thing.

"Get out," the man said.

The woman stood up in a panic, picked up the clothes on the side and ran out.

Wait until he is alone in the room.

Then he sat by the bed, took out the dagger from the drawer, opened the envelope, and poured out the letter.

Words as red as blood appeared on the letter paper.

"Three days later, the 'Adira Merchant Group' will enter the 'Romulo Route'."

"Live again!" The man smiled.

According to the information in the letter, they have eaten a lot of hard food recently.

I was just about to put the letter back and put it away.

But I found that there was another message in the second half.

"Any pirate group that can kill Treasure Island's deputy deacon 'Wu Heng' will receive 100 gold coins."

The man's pupils shrank, looking slightly surprised.

This is the first time that a person is wanted through letters.

Treasure Island Archdeacon, 100 gold coins.

So valuable?

A wanted criminal at level 15 can only get a bounty of a few gold coins at most. Has this person reached level 5?

It shouldn't be, a fifth-level person can't be a deputy deacon.

And, ‘any pirate group’….

It sounds like a bounty order has been issued to all pirate groups.

"Haha~! It's interesting. This deputy deacon really stepped on shit and was targeted by all the pirate groups."

The man stuffed the envelope into a nearby cabinet and shouted outside: "Bring the chart."

Squeak~!

The door opened and the sailor staggered in, holding a chart in his hand.

The man carefully checked the position and said directly: "Inform all ships to prepare to turn around. The fat sheep is coming."

"yes!"

The sailor ran out to spread the news.

…

The next day, the association.

Wu Heng stood in front of the deacon's study and knocked lightly on the door.

After hearing the reply from inside, he opened the door and walked in.

Deacon 'Imiro' was sitting behind the desk, holding documents in his hand and looking up, "What have you been busy with recently? I haven't seen anyone yet."

"I have arranged the security of my residence, and I am also investigating some information on wanted criminals." Wu Heng casually found a reason.

Imiro nodded and didn't say much on this topic.

He continued: "Shanela lives next door to you, do you know about this?"

Wu Heng raised his head and glanced at the other party.

Does everyone in the association know about this?

It's right to think about it. Shannella has a certain identity. She was kidnapped by pirates before and almost died at sea.

After living on Treasure Island, the association will naturally pay more attention to avoid any further problems.

"I know, we were invited to have dinner when we checked in." Wu Heng said.

"Well, in addition to being the president of the business group, Shannara is also the wife of a wood elf political official. You should also pay more attention to her safety. If there is any danger, you can deal with it even if you are close." Yimi Luo said again.

Wu Heng was stunned.

Um..., I have a husband!