Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Chapter 560, Damn, it’s him

Deacon's study.

Wu Heng took a sip of scented tea and recounted what happened when he went to sea.

When she heard that the Vampires had released those exiles, each of them at level 18, Sheela Gui's baby-fat face instantly became tense and serious.

"What happened in the end?"

Wu Heng took another sip of tea and said, "Dead! I killed them all with one bombardment on the sea."

"Where's the Vampire fleet you mentioned?" Sheila Gui continued to ask.

"It's the fifth fleet of the Blood Knights. The leader is called 'Emeka', a level 15 professional." Wu Heng said softly.

Sheela's face was still ugly.

If Wu Heng didn't meet him this time, but released these exiles.

It's okay to return to the Vampire Clan, at least they can solve their own affairs within the clan.

If you don't plan to go back, but mess around around the Emerald Sea, a lot of people will die, whether it's Treasure Island or other villages and towns.

"What are your thoughts later?" Sheila Gui continued to ask.

Wu Heng glanced at the other party, "There seem to be some families within the Blood Clan, and they are fighting each other openly and secretly. This time I ruined their plan and killed the fleet. I may suffer revenge from the Blood Clan. You need to be more careful on the island. ”

"Well, I will explain it to each team and pay attention to this matter." Sheila Gui nodded.

The last revenge of the necromancer almost caused 'Shi Yali' to die in the city.

So, you still have to be careful about this kind of thing.

The Blood Clan is not a small sect like the Destiny Sect, but a truly large clan.

Then, Sheila Gui asked, "Are you going to report this matter to the association? Reporting it will also be a deterrent to the vampires."

Originally, Wu Heng did not want to tell the headquarters about this matter.

It's not on the association's wanted list, and it also involves matters within the vampire clan.

But Sheila Gui is right. If there is a problem reported, the headquarters can be used to put pressure on the vampires. If the problem is not reported, it will be very troublesome to explain the matter from the beginning when something goes wrong.

"You write a report to the association and talk about the human sacrifice of the vampire ship in the Emerald Sea. I will write a letter to Lilith and talk about this from the perspective of checking the exiles." Wu Heng thought for a moment. , said.

Sheela thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

Shi Yali came over from the side and prepared pen and paper for the two of them.

Started writing.

…

"Leader Lilith Ann Beshmit:

During this mission to visit three locations of the exiles to check the status of the exiles, they encountered other fleets of the Blood Tribe.

They took the lead in salvaging the three sarcophagi of the exiles, and captured fishermen along the way as living sacrifices to open the sarcophagi.

Treasure Island's ships clashed with the Vampire fleet.

After losing several large warships and skeleton attendants, the target ship was sunk and the personnel were killed.

The bloodshed in the battle zone attracted swarms of sharks, which devoured corpses and rammed ships.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

According to subsequent investigations, the leader of the team is called 'Emeka', the captain of the fifth fleet of the Scarlet Knights. The purpose this time is to release several exiles from the Emerald Sea.

I don't understand the other party's reasons, and I can't guess the other party's ultimate purpose.

I just feel like someone is being unfavorable to the leader.

Leader Lilith, please be careful of potential enemies in the dark.

—The owner of Treasure Island: Wu Heng. "

After finishing writing, Wu Heng checked it over.

Xila Gui, who was at the desk, also stopped writing.

"Have you finished writing?"

"It's finished, take a look." Wu Heng handed it to her.

Sheila Gui also handed the other party what she had written.

The two of them looked at each other and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with what they reported to each other. It was just that the angles of description were different, and there was no big difference.

After confirming that there is no problem.

Put it in an envelope, Shi Yali picked it up and sent it to the front desk.

It will be mailed together with other letters.

After sitting in the association for a while, Wu Heng also got up and left.

Return to the island owner's manor.

…

Open the door and walk in.

Several maids immediately surrounded him.

They gathered around and asked if they were hurt.

Although every time I come back after going out, the maids ask the same questions.

But in fact, some people are worried about it. For Wu Heng, it is quite good.

It's much better than being alone in the beginning when renting an apartment in Blackstone Town.

"Is everything okay at home these two days?" Wu Heng asked.

"It's nothing. It's just sister 'Shanela' who talked to you. You weren't there at the time, so I chatted with her for a while and she said she was coming back." Minnie said softly.

"Yeah, let me go take a look!"

Walking into the hall together, the maid helped take off the armor.

Wu Heng freshened up briefly, then went upstairs and walked into the radio station's room.

First he looked at the record book.

Then he picked up the phone and said, "Is Mrs. Shannella here?"

Soon, a slightly lazy voice came from the other side, "I hate it! You call me Madam again."

Wu Heng smiled and said, "I heard from Minnie that you are coming back."

"Well, do you, the island owner, welcome this idea?"

"Of course you're welcome. Why are you coming back? I mean, what ship are you taking?" Wu Heng asked.

The person on the other side thought for a moment and said, "It should be the Star Flower fleet. I don't have any real power now. I just want to save face and pretend to be the president, so I can't move the ships."

"As long as you can come back, I'll let Philippa pick you up."

"It's too far. Let's check the situation when we get to the port. If there really are no ships coming, you can make arrangements for me." Shannella said.

"Okay, it's up to you."

The two continued to chat about the recent situation.

Hang up chat.

Go to the zombie world and get the prepared printing press. A separate factory building in the courtyard was selected as a temporary printing workshop.

…

Night falls.

After dinner, Glenda handed him the revised novel and the newspaper she had written.

Wu Heng glanced at it, a little surprised at Granda's ability.

The things summarized and organized are really good.

It is almost the same as a modern newspaper.

The novels in the corner are still the predetermined detective collections.

His name was changed to Wu Heng, and his appearance was also changed to black hair and black eyes.

Wu Heng looked a little embarrassed.

Glenda and Xiaoxiao both felt very good, and their real names and appearances were used in the association’s promotional stories.

However, Wu Heng made it up here.

Those things are probably true.

After checking it from the beginning, I confirmed that there was no problem.

Wu Heng took it and walked out, handed it to the skeletons in the printing workshop, asked them to copy it, and then started printing.

…

the next day.

"Take a look, Treasure Island Express, you can know the world's major events and wonders even while sitting at home."

On the main road of Treasure Island.

There were figures one after another, newspaper sellers holding newspapers in their hands and shouting loudly.

"Express report? What is it for?" Someone passed by and asked curiously.

"This kind is called a newspaper. It collects all the major events in the world and puts them together in the newspaper." The newspaper seller explained.

"This kind of thing is good, give me one."

"65 coppers."

"I still need money. Forget it, this thing still needs money." The person who asked the price turned around and left, muttering.

Then, people kept coming to ask.

Not many actually bought it.

…

Golden Sail Tavern.

A bard quickly read the contents of the newspaper.

He took a sip of herbal tea to soothe his throat, shook his neck and walked directly onto the wooden platform in the middle.

He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

Said: "Today I bought a newspaper on the road. It is a reading material with written texts sold by the Island Lord's Mansion. It has rich content. Let me tell you about it."

A customer below frowned and shouted: "What is it? Something about pirates or something about street lights?"

Someone continued, "I guess it's a street light. This matter has been publicized for several days."

The bard said: "Everyone, listen to me. This content is worth 65 coppers. If you listen to it, you will get it for free."

"I still need money!"

"This thing...hum!"

"Then tell me, you want money, I really want to hear it."

The bard gathered his mind, glanced at the newspaper, and read: "Yeke Kingdom's port is blocked and ships are not allowed to enter or exit... Recently, a cult fleet entered the Emerald Sea, sacrificed human beings, and was killed by the Treasure Island fleet."

"Houses in the expansion area are on sale. You can go to the city hall to purchase them. Treasure Island is recruiting fleet sailors and patrol personnel."

…

Discussions gradually began below.

"The Kingdom of Yeke has been sealed for a long time."

"Is there another incident of human sacrifice? Without the pirates, there is a cult again."

"Recruiting sailors, I feel pretty much the same."

"This newspaper is not worth the price, and I feel nothing after hearing it."

“I only buy it if I have too much money and no place to use it.”

The bard, taking advantage of everyone's discussion, took a sip of tea and clapped his hands again to silence everyone.

When the voice gradually became lower, he continued: "Don't worry, there is another story below, you must be interested."

Everyone frowned and shut up.

The poet spoke confidently and began to speak softly.

“….”

"While I was standing at the door of the Criterion Tavern, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. I looked back and recognized him as little Stamford, who had worked for me at Wrentham Hospital. first responder."

…

"Poor guy!" he said sympathetically after listening to me tell me about my misfortune. "Then what are you doing now?"

"Find a place to stay," I replied, "and see if you can find a few rooms that are comfortable and reasonably priced."

"What a coincidence, someone said that to me today," Stamford said.

"who?"

"It's a guy at work. He was still complaining alone this morning, saying that he found a pretty good house, but he just couldn't find anyone to share the house with him. He can't afford such a high rent on his own."

"Great!" I exclaimed. "If he really wants someone to share the house with, I'm just the person he needs. I like the company of someone myself."

Little Stamford looked at me strangely while drinking.

"His name is Wu Heng, and his appearance is very rare here."

"Rare? Isn't he human?"

"I'm not talking about his race, but his appearance. He has black hair and black eyes. I've only seen him in the city, and he looks like this."

…

Wow~!

The drinkers who were listening to the stories in their spare time were as excited as an explosion.

Wu Heng?

Black hair and black eyes?

Damn it, island owner!

(End of chapter)