The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 344: Chapter 285, Is He Really a Mage?

Wu Heng continued to walk forward for a while.

Glenda, in her invisible state, caught up from behind.

Crouching beside him, she whispered, “I didn’t find any suspicious people, and there are no tamed beasts following us.”

Wu Heng frowned, “Maybe I was wrong.”

With Glenda’s high perception and her knowledge from her previous life, she was quite adept at reconnaissance and finding traps.

Since ‘Glenda’ didn’t notice anyone,

either I was mistaken, or the person is a professional who is very good at hiding and tracking.

If it’s the latter, turning back and searching blindly could alert them.

better to wait and see how things unfold.

Glenda hummed a response and continued, “If someone really is tracking you, they are probably wary of your association’s status. Be cautious, and you should be okay.”

“Yeah, I understand.”

…

He walked back to his residence.

Pushing the gate open, No.1 Gardener was strolling around the flower bed.

Mini hopped out from the building to greet him, “Master, you’ve come back early today.”

Wu Heng, with his arm around her shoulder, headed inside, “There wasn’t much to do at the association.”

“Do you want to eat something? How about I prepare some pastries for you?”

“No need, we’ll eat dinner soon.”

Wu Heng sat down on the couch and snapped his fingers lightly; the upside-down teacup flipped over, and the teapot tilted to pour tea into it.

Mini, who had been chattering non-stop, suddenly closed her mouth.

Her eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before her, “The the the teapot moved.”

The teapot returned to its place, and Wu Heng dispelled the magic, “It’s a new spell I’ve learned. It’s quite fun.”

“Magic! That’s so cool!” Mini exclaimed.

“Actually, it’s not that useful. It’s just for controlling some small objects.”

He was somewhat disappointed with this skill.

It wasn’t as powerful as he had imagined, and the objects he could manipulate could only perform some simple, specific actions.

But from Mini’s exclamations,

he suddenly felt that the skill was not too bad. After all, he was a Necromancer, and combat was left to the Necromancer Attendants. His own spells just had to be ‘cool’.

A spell that could make inanimate objects move.

And learning it didn’t expend much effort.

“That’s still amazing. Being a Mage is so great. If I had known it was this fun, I would have chosen to be a Mage too,” Mini said enviously.

Wu Heng, with his arm still around her shoulder, replied, “But you have to read a lot to be a Mage, and do experiments. It’s quite monotonous.”

“Oh! That doesn’t sound like a good fit for me.” Mini had a clear understanding of herself.

Even practicing writing had tired her hands to cramps, reading books every day would be even more boring.

Mini’s eyes rolled around, and she asked, “Can’t I just learn this skill without changing my profession? I feel like it’s perfect for a maid.”

If the creator of this spell heard that their painstakingly developed skill was suitable for a maid,

they might be so upset that they’d spit blood.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said, “It might not be impossible. I have a Skill Book here you can study.”

Now, it depended on whether Mini could understand it.

He handed the Skill Book to the Bunny Girl, who joyfully accepted it and said softly, “You’re so kind, Master.”

“You’re very good too, Mini.”

“Hehe!”

After chatting with Mini in the living room for a while and deciding on the dinner menu,

he went straight to the fourth floor.

He opened the boundary door and headed to the Zombie World.

…

Stepping out of the boundary door, he found himself in a hotel bedroom.

The bedroom was still spacious and tidy, with all the necessary furniture.

He opened the curtains to look outside.

A large number of Skeletons filled the open space outside the hotel.

Wu Heng opened the room door and walked straight out of the hotel entrance. In the open space before him, he summoned the bodies from his Space Ring.

The Skeletons approached and cut the ropes binding the straw mats.

Revealing the bodies beneath.

Wu Heng glanced at them and cast Bone Manipulation Skill.

The flesh fell away, and the thick-boned Skeletons slowly stood up.

[Skeleton Warrior (Level 15)]

[Attributes: Constitution 30, Strength 28, Agility 24, Intelligence 16, Perception 15, Charm 4.]

[Traits: Hollow Skeleton, Intermediate Soul, Dexterous Hands.]

[Proficiencies: Plate Armor Expertise (Advanced), Dual Blades Expertise (Advanced), Simple Weapons Expertise (Basic), Strong Crossbow Expertise (Advanced), Navigation (Advanced), Ship Repair (Intermediate).]

[Abilities: Dual Blades Surprise Attack, Sweep, Continuous Blade Strikes.]

Looking at its attributes,

it’s actually not bad.

A level 15 Skeleton could become a leader in most forces.

But pirates or robbers by occupation, no matter how high their level, their attributes still seemed more uneven compared to others.

They were more like the strong ones sifted out from fierce competition.

“From now on, you’re called Bloody Hand. Step forward,” Wu Heng named him.

The skeleton walked out of the pile of decaying flesh and stood to the side.

Wu Heng then took out a set of silver plate armor and the Special Item Dual Blades, handing them to him, “You can use these for now.”

The Bloodthirsty Twin Blades could provide a ‘frenzied’ state and cause wounds that cannot heal after hitting the target.

The side effect was that it slowly made the user lose their mind.

Of course, skeletons definitely don’t have what you’d call a mind, since they only have a false soul given by Necromancy Magic and aren’t independent thinkers.

Similarly, whether they can enter a ‘frenzied’ state is also hard to say.

Most states affect living creatures, and they don’t have any effect on necromantic beings.

He gave them to him for now, and if he could not exhibit the effect of the ‘Special Item,’ they could be exchanged later.

In just a moment, Bloody Hand had changed into his equipment.

Adorned in silver plate armor, with dual blades hanging at his waist.

He wore a bandit mask on his head, topped with a round helmet.

After dealing with Bloody Hand’s matters.

Wu Heng continued to walk through the ranks of skeletons.

He picked out 50 skeletons of level ten and above to stand before him.

He issued each of them a bandit mask, saying, “You come with me.”

Returning to the hotel.

Wu Heng took the selected skeletons back to Gold and Silver Island.

…

Walking down the stairs.

“You few, guard the balcony on the second floor, and you lot, guard the courtyard.”

Wu Heng began to assign the skeletons to their guard positions.

This type of mansion on Gold and Silver Island is considered to be owned by the rich.

Every household had to arrange some Guards and Attendants.

Originally, Wu Heng’s arrangement was for Skull Crusher and Bloody Hand to follow him, Bawudong to protect Mini and teach her boxing and body techniques on the side, Blazing Blade to protect Andre Willow, and the combination of warrior and Ranger to also have a tactical effect.

But today, he felt like someone was following him.

Wu Heng still increased the number of skeletons to ensure the security of his dwelling.

The skeletons scattered according to his orders.

Mini holding a small shovel walked in from outside and asked, “What’s happening?”

“Nothing serious, just arranging some skeletons to strengthen our defenses,” Wu Heng replied.

“Wei’er should be back soon too. I’ve asked the kitchen to get dinner ready.”

“Mhm!”

Wu Heng sat in the living room for a while, and Andre Willow also came back from outside.

Smiling while taking off her shoes, she greeted, “Master!”

“Yeah, dinner will be ready soon, just wait a little longer!”

“Okay, sure!”

Andre Willow came over, leaning into his arms, and discussed some documents that had been delivered that afternoon.

…

At the port, below the cargo ship.

The dim cabin was dark and damp.

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Footsteps sounded, coming down from the stairway above.

A man wearing loose robes, with dark skin and dirt-caked dreadlocks, descended, glanced at the dim corners, and said, “I saw that Vice-executive. Are you sure he’s a Mage?”

From the depths of the shadowy corner, a figure slowly emerged.

Well-proportioned, handsome in appearance, but his walk was slightly unsteady.

Whenever his right leg hit the ground, there was a ‘tap tap’ sound of something hard striking the wooden planks.

“Necromancer, I saw it with my own eyes. What’s the issue?” the limping man retorted.

The dreadlocked man said, “He’s highly alert.”

“Did he spot you?” The man’s tone suddenly grew tense.

“I only said he’s highly alert. I didn’t say he’s discovered me,” the dreadlocked man continued.

The limping man fell silent for a moment, then said, “Kill him, and all this money is yours.”

Thud! A money bag was tossed to the ground.

The loose opening gaped, and two gold coins rolled out, which the dreadlocked man stepped on, “I heard that the third squad is handling this. I’ll take them out and only charge you half the fee.”

“I want that Necromancer dead.”

“Killing an association’s Vice-executive… If there’s even a small mistake, we won’t be able to leave this island,” the dreadlocked man said again.

“You’re in this line of work, yet you’re afraid of this? Just be careful and clean in your task,” the man continued.

The dreadlocked man stood still for a while, then slightly lifted his head, “Add more money!”

Bang!

Another money bag was thrown over.

The dreadlocked man bent over to pick it up, saying, “Wait for the news.”

Afterwards, he turned and walked back up.