The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 846

Chapter 846: Chapter 682, buy her a few books Chapter 846: Chapter 682, buy her a few books Tomorrow was the day he and the association team would head to Netalee City.

These things had all converged together.

The Korea Rescue Team was somewhat different from his own headquarters rescue team.

At the beginning, his headquarters had quickly set up a central station.

Using radio, they swiftly delineated the frequencies for each region and taught survival knowledge and skills all day.

There seemed to be a sense of obscurity here.

“What do you want to talk about?” Wu Heng asked.

Qi Hancai said, “They probably have heard about some of our matters. I guess it's just about maintaining peace and exchanging resources. Whether there will be other issues, I am not sure.”

In this case, it wasn't too different from his headquarters.

The primary goal was to establish a peaceful relationship.

After all, even with advanced weaponry, it was hard to stop the expansion of the Skeleton Army.

Seeking peaceful relations was the right choice.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said, “You take charge of this meeting just like we do at the headquarters, and see what they have to say.”

Qi Hancai looked at him, “Alright, if there's something I can't decide, I'll say we need to hold a meeting to discuss it and inform them afterward.”

“That works,” Wu Heng nodded.

With that settled, Qi Hancai took out a notebook and continued, “Several factories for making ballpoint pens and bicycles have been located in different areas, and these have been marked nearby.”

Wu Heng nodded, “I'll go and take a look when I get a chance.”

In the modern world, ballpoint pens were the most commonly used for their convenience.

Whereas in the Otherworld, having just transitioned from quill pens, people still favored fountain pens.

“Also, Yahong's sister has taken over a pharmaceutical factory and is organizing personnel to collect information from there. They are looking for related talents to start restoring the production of commonly used medicines,” Qi Hancai kept talking.

This was a significant issue.

Though medicines could be gathered from the outside and most were within the expiration date.

Eventually, there would come a time when they would be used up or expire, making it essential to restart the production of medicines.

“Let's also ask around here if there are relevant talents to gather,” Wu Heng suggested.

“Okay,” Qi Hancai replied, “that's all for other major matters.”

“What about Gao Rong?”

“No new information from Gao Rong.”

“Let's go, take me to see the base.”

“Okay.” Qi Hancai took out an umbrella, and the two left the dormitory together.

Heading to the office building across the street.

At four in the afternoon.

They returned from outdoors.

Qi Hancai went to arrange the meeting with the Korea Rescue Team for the next day, and Wu Heng went back to his dormitory.

He sat at the side, perusing the latest Skill Book he had acquired.

The veteran mage, Gianvito, definitely possessed many high-level skills but was somewhat reluctant to share them.

Of course, this wasn't because he was stingy; every profession had its succession.

Especially among mages, there was particular emphasis on mentorship, sects, and heritage; no one would easily show their underlying capabilities.

The Skill Books Wu Heng had collected were also kept in his study.

After flipping through a few pages, Xiao Xiao flew back through the wall, “Uncle, are you reading?”

“Yes, have you finished talking with your mom?” Wu Heng closed the book he was holding.

“I stayed with her for a while; she has to work and didn't talk much,” Xiao Xiao half-lying in the air, casually said.

“That's good too; it seems your mom likes her current job.”

“Yeah, she does seem to like it a lot.” Xiao Xiao somersaulted and flew over, “Maybe buy her a few more Skill Books?”

“She wants to continue improving, huh? Sure, when we go to Netalee City, there should be more Skill Books from the Bards,” Wu Heng said.

“Alright.

“Let's head back.”

Xiao Xiao flew back into his body, and Wu Heng opened the boundary door and stepped in.

After a simple wash.

Coming downstairs, halfway down, they could already hear the loud chatter.

Walking down the stairs.

Besides Mini, Andre Willow and several maids from the Island Lord's Mansion, Philippa and Mackintosh, who was in charge of intelligence, were also sitting on the living room sofa.

They were discussing recent matters concerning Gold and Silver Island.

Mini and Philippa, who were younger, chattered excitedly.

Mackintosh sat beside, holding the latest newspaper from the Island Lord's Mansion in one hand, and feeding a green parrot and a small white-feathered owl with the other.

Seeing Wu Heng come down,

Several people stood up to greet him.

“Master, dinner is ready; I'll have the Skeleton bring it up,” Mini said as she quickly walked toward the kitchen.

Following that, chef Skeletons brought a lavish dinner to the table.

Several people gathered around and started to eat.

After feeling somewhat full,

Wu Heng said, “The association's reinforcements have arrived, and tomorrow I will accompany the association members to Netalee City to investigate the murder of the local Steward.”

No one spoke and just continued to watch him.

This matter had already been discussed by Mini with them when they arrived, so they were prepared in their hearts.

Wu Heng continued, “Andre Willow, you will still be in charge of all the administrative affairs on Gold and Silver Island. Watch the timing of the newspaper releases. In my study's drawer, there are serialized story manuscripts; just follow the numbers and sell them accordingly.”

“Understood, master,” Andre Willow nodded.

“Mackintosh, you will continue to be in charge of intelligence work on the island. Remember the number to the Steward's Office at the association. For ordinary cases, contact the Patrol Guard, and for potentially dangerous matters, contact Xi Ligui directly; she will arrange to handle them.”

“Yes, Lord Island Master,” Mackintosh responded as well.

“Mini, Robey, Annette, you all continue to stay at the Island Lord's Mansion. If you go out, bring more Skeletons with you.”

“Okay.”

“That's it, let's eat. Be cautious while I'm not here and remember, nothing is more important than life,” Wu Heng added.

“Yes, master.”

“Yes, Lord Island Master.”

Philippa frowned, “Damn, why am I not included?”

Wu Heng glanced at her, “You're coming with me to Netalee City, didn't I tell you before?”

“I thought you had changed your mind!” Philippa said.

Wu Heng looked back at everyone, “That's the situation; just be careful.”

Everyone nodded again.

After dinner, the maids helped to clean up.

Association, dormitory.

Knock, knock, knock~!

Someone rapidly burst into the room.

“Princess, I've found out; tomorrow Squad 5 will follow to Netalee City, and the main branch of the association has arranged several Level 18 professionals,” the Maid said.

Sitting on the bed, the Fifth Princess looked up and asked, “Who is leading the team from Gold and Silver Island?”

“Island Lord Wu Heng. It seems the association has no plans to hide it; the announcements have all been posted.”

“Wu Heng!” the Fifth Princess murmured, then said, “Pack up; I'm going too.”

“We've only just managed to escape, and now you want to go back, isn't that…” The Maid hesitated before adding, “Princess, they didn't say they'd take us.”

“I have a way. Pack up, and do it quickly.”

The Fifth Princess urged in a low voice.

As night fell,

Shanaela also returned from outside and chatted briefly with a few maids on the first floor before heading upstairs to the study.

Hearing the knocking sound and Shanaela's voice,

Wu Heng opened the door and stepped out, smiling, “What kept you? You didn't come down for dinner.”

“I was discussing some exhibition items with a few people from the trade associations,” Shanaela explained.

Wu Heng wrapped his arm around her as they walked towards the bedroom on the side, “I'm going with the association to deal with the local Steward's matter in Netalee City.”

“I heard from Mini; be careful when you go. This is the association's affair; as the Island Master of Gold and Silver Island, you don't need to stand out too much,” Shanaela quietly advised.

“I know. There's an association Elder in the team; it won't be my turn to take the lead.”

“That's good to know.”

“Then the business matters of Gold and Silver Island, I'll leave in your hands.”

“Don't worry,” Shanaela said confidently.

“I feel relieved handing them over to you,” Wu Heng said, pulling her towards the bathroom.

Shanaela rolled her eyes, “You're leaving tomorrow, shouldn't we rest early?”

Wu Heng helped her take off her long dress and unhooked her bra, “Afraid I'll miss you.”

“Stop it,” Shanaela playfully rolled her eyes and sat in the bathtub.

Water splashed as Wu Heng embraced the delicate and voluptuous Wood Elf in his arms, “I'm leaving tomorrow morning; the news is public. When you go out, bring more guards with you.”

Shanaela squeezed closer, “Though you have the association as your support, you still need to be cautious; the Great Detective stories are also sold outside. The murderer won't want to see you enter the city.”

“I'll be careful,” Wu Heng pinched her soft cheeks.

“Let's go back to bed and rest.”

The two stepped out of the bathtub, quickly dried their bodies,

and Wu Heng lifted her in his arms, walking towards the bedroom bed.