The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 816

Chapter 816: Chapter 660, The Wealthy City Lord Chapter 816: Chapter 660, The Wealthy City Lord Lord Wen Mansha also revealed a smile and gestured with her hand, “Please take a seat, Mr. Robbin.”

The Magician sat down opposite her.

A Maid brought over some refreshments and placed them in front of the guest.

The Magician turned his hand and took out a pair of exquisitely carved jade ornaments from the Space Ring, placing them on the table, “Lord, this is a gift I chanced upon. It should be quite rare in Lundham City, and I hope you will like it.”

In his words, there was a hint of showing off.

It was as if he were implying that Lundham City was a backwater place, where even its City Lord would not have seen many such things from outside.

Wen Mansha glanced down at the gift and smiled slightly, “Thank you, Hartel.”

“My lady!” The housekeeper stepped forward.

“Store the gift, and place it above the fireplace, next to the Elf Race carving,” Wen Mansha instructed.

“Yes, my lady.”

The Magician was slightly startled. An Elf Race carving?

He could also acquire items from the Elf Race?

As the housekeeper took away the jade stone and placed it atop the fireplace, the Magician's brows furrowed.

When he had first come in, he focused his attention on the Lord's belly, suspecting a body double since the rumored pregnancy was not at all evident.

Now looking around, there were decorations of various styles, each of them luxurious and valuable.

Carvings, vibrant tapestries, fine oil paintings.

He also came from a noble family and had an eye for such things.

From the elements displayed by the variety of items, it truly was an Elf Race carving.

Not only that, there were works from Dwarves, Dwarfs, and also the Human Race.

The Magician's eyes were filled with surprise and doubt. Was this Lundham City?

Or was it some Prince Mansion?

Wen Mansha was pleased with his expression and waved her hand casually, “Do you like them, Robbin? If so, feel free to choose one.”

“No need, no need, just curious,” the Magician immediately regained his composure, saying offhand.

He had come this time to persuade the other party to give up the city.

If he appeared naive and inexperienced, wouldn't he be at a disadvantage?

Wen Mansha said no more; if he had come a day earlier, she would not have had these things, but his timing was just right.

She had just become wealthy, and there he was.

If he really chose one, she would also be reluctant to part with it.

It was said that on Gold and Silver Island, these items were only used by the elite of the big trade federations.

“Mr. Robbin, what brings you here this time?” Wen Mansha didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

The Magician steadied his heart and spoke softly, “This time, I've come to discuss a beneficial matter with Lord Wen Mansha, one that is of great benefit to both you and Lundham City.”

Wen Mansha's eyes narrowed slightly; she had guessed a part of it.

Still curious, she asked, “What is the matter?”

The Magician seriously said, “The Yeko Kingdom plans to incorporate Lundham City into its territory, while preserving your status as City Lord, with succession through generations. In due time, the Kingdom will also support this city by providing a steady supply of resources. You will have a powerful supporter, and anyone who covets this city must consider whether they have the strength to oppose a Kingdom.”

In his words, the Magician's tone gradually became more excited.

As though he had offered Lundham City a great benefit.

Wen Mansha picked up her tea and took a light sip.

The content was the same as she had surmised; someone had already come to probe into the matter before.

Seeing no change in her expression, the Magician's excitement also waned slightly and he asked, “How do you feel about it, City Lord?”

Wen Mansha inquired, “Whom do you represent?”

“The Crown Prince, Your Highness.”

Wen Mansha pondered for a moment before whispering, “Has the Crown Prince already ascended the throne?”

The strife within the Yeko Kingdom had always been a topic of outside discussion.

Many were guessing who would become the new King, or whether the princes, in their struggle, would both come to harm and leave room for someone else to take the throne.

The Magician's brow raised slightly, he stuttered for a moment, then said, “The Crown Prince has already taken control of most of the army. Ascending the throne is only a matter of time.”

“I also support the Crown Prince,” Wen Mansha nodded.

The Magician's eyes brightened, “You agree then?”

“That's not what I mean,” Wen Mansha immediately shook her head and carefully chose her words, “Thank you for the Crown Prince's consideration. The residents of Lundham City include both humans and Beastmen. If it were truly incorporated into Yeko Kingdom's territory, the city would surely fall into chaos. The Beastmen might rebel, and the entire city would be in danger.”

The Magician's frown deepened, but he still said, “How to deal with the Beastmen will be a matter for the higher-ups. All you need to do is agree to join us. The Yeko Kingdom will provide you with resources and support. What could be bad about that? You will become a Kingdom's City Lord, revered by thousands.”

“You do not understand the situation in Lundham City. Beastmen make up half the population; it's not as simple as just saying it,” Wen Mansha still said.

“You need not worry about that, City Lord. The Yeko Kingdom has nearly ten thousand troops assembled at the border. By agreeing, you not only avoid war but also ensure the protection of the entire city,” the Magician said again.

Wen Mansha's brows instantly furrowed, and she looked at him with cold eyes.

Carrot and stick tactics were all being employed.

First, he promised benefits, and seeing that she had no such intentions, he then revealed the news of the nearly ten thousand troops assembled.

He was implying that if she didn't agree, the city would be attacked directly.

Quite a bold claim.

She stared at him intently before once again revealing a smile, “I will not consider this matter. If the Crown Prince truly ascends the throne, I will send a congratulatory gift.”

“Won't you consider it? My terms offer no downside to you,” he pressed.

“I'm a bit tired, so I won't keep you for dinner,” said Wen Mansha as usual.

“Lord Wen Mansha, you see…”

The housekeeper stepped forward. “Sir, the lady needs to rest, you should leave now!”

The Magician frowned, eyeing the skeleton bearing a sword that followed along.

He stood up and said, “All right, I'll stay at the Wind Drooping Grass Tavern in the city for a few days. If you change your mind, you can come find me at any time. It's a matter of mutual benefit, and no one wants to see it go sour.”

“Please,” the housekeeper gestured again.

The Magician turned and walked away.

He left the Island Lord's Mansion directly.

On the ride back.

The Magician closed his eyes, reflecting on the recent events.

The outside world's rumors about this lady city lord were significantly off the mark.

With her current appearance, it wasn't clear if she was pregnant, not ruling out the possibility that she had already given birth.

The second point was that this lady city lord was extremely wealthy.

The items displayed in her residence weren't something ordinary nobility could afford, some couldn't even be bought with money.

They represented the friendship of an entire race.

Not simple at all.

Moreover, this person had a commanding presence, not something a small gang leader could achieve.

After mentioning the Crown Prince and Yeko Kingdom, the other party showed no difference in her demeanor, as if they were just two titles.

“After returning, I must send the information back,” he thought.

Zombie World.

A group of survivors, holding their national flag, rushed out of a side alley.

The survivors armed with strong crossbows and long spears checked over their weapons.

Qi Hancai went over, followed by her Korean translator Singh.

“Who is the leader?” Qi Hancai asked.

Singh translated.

A middle-aged man stepped forward and said, “I am.”

“How many people do you have?”

“A total of 11, we are all residents from nearby,” the man answered.

After Singh translated, Qi Hancai nodded and continued, “Tell them we're from the Shanfu Port rescue team. They can come back to base with us, but they have to follow our instructions afterwards. Those who don't want to can leave, and they will be given three days' worth of rations.”

Singh translated again.

The people on the other side knelt down in a flurry.

Singh said, “Sister Qi, they all want to join us, please don't leave them behind.”

“Fine, assign them ranks and have them follow the convoy,” she replied.

Singh conveyed the message.

Everyone nodded.

At the Skull Team's location.

The corpses were transformed into skeletons, and the Corpse Core was collected into the Space Ring.

All of this was handled.

Wu Heng walked into a maternity and baby store on the side and glanced at the products inside the shop.

The items inside were very well-preserved, basically brand new in sealed bags.

He casually collected strollers and baby cribs into his Space Ring.

Once everything was taken care of.

He led the army back to base.

In Lundham City, at the Island Lord's Mansion.

Wen Mansha was downstairs, assigning tasks to her subordinates.

While upstairs in the bedroom, Wu Heng was holding the child, gently rocking and softly calling out the name.

Different from their first meeting yesterday.

The infant no longer seemed so scared and did not cry. Instead, the baby looked at Wu Heng and giggled.

Xiao Xiao floated in mid-air, “Quickly, let me have a turn.”

Wu Heng spoke irritably, “Mind your words, what do you mean 'have a turn'?”

“Just put her down on the bed, I'll rock her to sleep,” Xiao Xiao continued.

Wu Heng placed the child in the baby crib.

Using her abilities, Xiao Xiao gently rocked the crib.

The baby on the bed giggled along.