The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1005

Chapter 1005: Chapter 802, I'll bring them over to keep you company Chapter 1005: Chapter 802, I'll bring them over to keep you company In the dimly lit prison.

Wu Heng sat down opposite and cut straight to the chase, asking, “Who gave you the Phantom Train ticket?”

The thief's narrowed eyes twinkled with ferocity as he retorted, “If I tell you, will you let me go?”

“Do you think, after coming in here, that it's still possible to walk out?” Wu Heng said bluntly.

The murderous look in the thief's eyes intensified as he barked angrily, “Then why are you here talking!”

“I ask questions, you answer them, and your time here might be a bit more comfortable.”

“Heh heh heh~!” The thief grinned broadly, his eyes fixed intently on the other man. “Comfortable in the hands of a Necromancer? I'd rather kill myself and prevent you from conducting your experiments.”

“I know the Revival Technique and can bring you back.”

The thief's voice suddenly fell silent, his eyeballs bloodshot.

Wu Heng continued, “I also know how to Awaken the Soul Spirit. Even if you die, I'll continue to experiment with your soul.”

“You truly deserve to die!” the thief snarled through clenched teeth.

“I'll offer you another deal. You tell me something useful, and I'll have those people captured to join you,” Wu Heng spoke again.

The thief's gaze sharpened before he scoffed, “By you? A Necromancer with less than two years of experience?”

In his heart, his own failure was not entirely due to a shortfall in strength.

It was because of a leak from a spy in Lundham City. The enemy had been prepared in advance for his arrival, leading to his defeat.

Given a real chance to assassinate this youngster, he definitely wouldn't lose.

“How will you know if you don't try! They fed you false information, got you captured, they should pay dearly for that,” Wu Heng leaned back and looked at the thief, “Even if I can't capture them, I'll make them suffer greatly.”

The thief squinted slightly, suddenly breaking into a smile, “Ask away! And include the earlier condition as well.”

“Are you really betraying your clients just like that?”

“You overestimate my professional integrity,” the thief stated calmly.

“Who gave you the train ticket?” Wu Heng asked directly.

“Blaise, an old merchant from the Yeko Kingdom. 200 gold for killing Wen Mansha, and two tickets as well,” the thief replied.

Wu Heng glanced at him.

“Do you know how he got hold of the tickets?”

“How would I know.”

“Where did he hire you?”

“Nilar City!”

“Have you ever met the Second Prince?”

“I get paid to do a job, why would I see him?” the thief sneered.

“How many high-level professionals do they have on their side?” Wu Heng continued.

The thief's eyes suddenly hardened, staring at him, “Lots. They're rich, support and hire many, not something your few skeletons can compare with. Still as confident as before?”

“Are there any Level 20 heroes?” Wu Heng asked evenly.

The thief hesitated, “How could there be?”

“Just give me a rough estimate, how many around Level 18?”

“Don't know, but definitely more than a few, along with an army,” the thief replied.

Wu Heng nodded. “Whom do you want me to capture and bring back?”

“You're really going ahead? Blaise then; the old jerk only gave me 200, he deserves to die.”

“I understand,” Wu Heng said and then turned to walk out.

Behind him, the thief's voice continued, “If you're too scared, you can pretend you don't know, you look like the cowardly sort.”

The iron door closed, cutting off his voice.

Wu Heng walked down the corridor and the Ghosts appeared alongside him.

Glenda asked, “Can we trust what he said?”

“I don't think it's very reliable, it was too easy to get information out of him,” Bella said.

Xiao Xiao, lying on Wu Heng's shoulder, added, “He kept laughing hehehe, like he's crazy, maybe he was beaten stupid!”

Wu Heng headed in the direction of the monitoring room, “We certainly can't trust him fully, but the fact that he mentioned the location of the Second Prince, which matches what Wenshi found, should be credible.”

“Are we really going against that Second Prince?” Glenda asked.

“We'll check it out first; if there's no opportunity, we'll leave it be. If there is, then we'll nab him,” Wu Heng said with a smile.

“Alright!” Glenda nodded.

The other two Ghosts had no objections.

Even if they went to the city where the Second Prince was, with Wu Heng's disguise skills, there should be no problems. In case of any mishaps, they had measures to ensure their safety.

They made their way back to the monitoring room.

Wu Heng then zoomed in on the thief's prison cell again.

The thief was still sitting on the iron bed, resting his chin on his knees, seemingly lost in thought.

He then minimized the screen again.

Sitting in the chair, he began to ponder the next steps of his plan.

The location of the Second Prince was almost confirmed; eliminating him would solve the issue of Wen Mansha's assassination.

But it was only a temporary solution; after the Second Prince's death, there would still be the Crown Prince.

Killing the Second Prince and occupying the land of Yeko Kingdom, any reason would allow him to attack Lundham City further.

It really is endless.

But there is no better solution at the moment, so there is no choice but to take one step at a time and first resolve the matter with the Second Prince.

The Crown Prince was entangled by the association investigation team and wouldn't be able to focus too much attention here for the time being.

Always trying to delay as long as possible.

By the time he faced the Crown Prince, he might have reached Level 20 himself and found a new solution.

Having made up his mind, Wu Heng stood up, “Let's go, let's head over there.”

The Three Ghosts flew back and entered his body.

Wu Heng instructed the skeleton to keep an eye on the thief, opened the boundary door, and walked in.

Upon returning to Seterde Fortress, it was nearing dusk.

He descended from the upper floors.

Wen Mansha was chatting with Hartel and upon seeing him come downstairs, she smiled and said, “Master has come downstairs, Hartel, let's have dinner brought over!”

“Yes, madam,” Hartel replied and went out to arrange for the skeleton to bring dinner.

Along the way, they had encountered various corpses of domestic professions, which after being turned into skeletons, were assigned to corresponding positions.

Their levels might not be high, but it could prevent issues such as being poisoned.

Dinner was served on the table.

After Wu Heng and Wen Mansha sat down, Hartel continued to act like a butler, sitting to the side.

“Master, please eat more, you'll need the energy tonight.” Wen Mansha picked up slices of meat and placed them in his bowl.

During the time she lived with Wu Heng, she had mostly learned to use chopsticks.

Wu Heng looked at her irritably, “Mind your manners, you are the City Lord now.”

Wen Mansha laughed, “What's there to worry about at home? Hartel isn't a stranger, right, Hartel?”

“Thank you for your trust, madam,” Hartel stood straight, looking neither left nor right.

Wen Mansha smiled and nodded her head.

They continued eating for a while, Wu Heng wiped his mouth and put down his chopsticks and bowl.

Wen Mansha continued, “Master, let's go see the baby now, Hartel, you can get ready after you finish eating.”

“Yes, madam,” Hartel saluted.

Wu Heng stood up and followed Wen Mansha upstairs.

After feeding the baby.

The baby was handed back to the Skeleton Ghost Hag.

But Wen Mansha found it strange, she had heard the baby's laughter just outside the door, but the laughter stopped when she opened the door.

It was the same a few days ago in Lundham City.

The baby had also widened its eyes and reached upwards, as if playing with someone.

She was somewhat worried there might be a problem.

Wu Heng of course knew what was going on, the Three Ghosts had no entertainment here, besides going out, they played with the child at home.

He could only vaguely explain that the child might be in a good mood; it would be alright eventually.

The sky darkened.

Inside the bedroom, moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, giving a quiet and soft feeling.

Wen Mansha leaned against him and whispered, “Master, now that we have so many cities, I'm afraid I can't manage such a big place well.”

The battle had gone on until now, and they now possessed more than just that city.

Heading north, they had signed alliances with various Beastman tribes responsible for coordination and management and building infrastructure. To the south, they had occupied a large amount of land and cities of Yeko Kingdom.

Considering the current territory, it was already quite large.

Wu Heng, with his hand around her shoulder, slipped his hand under her clothes and gently rubbed, saying, “Don't underestimate yourself, you managed Lundham City very well, and the rest will also be managed well.”

“Sometimes it feels like a dream, managing just a few people in the gang, and now sitting in this position,” Wen Mansha spoke with some emotion in her voice.

“Yes, time flies so fast!” Wu Heng hugged her again.

Wen Mansha smiled, looking out the window at the evening sky, and said with a laugh, “Master, will you always like me?”

“Of course, you are so well-behaved and obedient,” Wu Heng said with a smile.

“Then I also have a gift prepared for Master,” Wen Mansha said, her eyes narrowing into crescents.

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows, signaling her to go ahead.

Wen Mansha slightly sat up straight, then called out towards the door, “Hartel, come in.”

The door was slowly pushed open, and the female butler Hartel quietly walked in.

Wu Heng glanced at Wen Mansha uncertainly, then pulled the blanket over himself.

Hartel's brown hair was tied back, wearing black cat-ear hair clips and her signature black-rimmed glasses.

She was wearing a ladies' brown coat that completely wrapped her body. After walking over, she curtsied slightly, “Master, madam.”

Wen Mansha smiled and nodded, took Wu Heng's hand, and whispered, “Master, there have been numerous affairs in Lundham City recently, which have worried us. Hartel has always been reliable. Letting her assist us would also provide more comfort.”

After finishing, she gently patted the back of his hand.