The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 564 - 463 Skeleton Prophet

Chapter 564: Chapter 463, Skeleton Prophet

Chapter 564: Chapter 463, Skeleton Prophet

The tavern belonging to Millicent was actually doing quite well.

Although it hadn’t been open for very long, it had indeed provided several valuable pieces of intelligence.

For instance, last time when the Puppet Master impersonated Wu Heng to commit murder, and the various scattered information regarding the incident on Gold and Silver Island.

Taverns are always good places for gathering information.

But the situation at hand was somewhat different.

There were hardly any pirates left on the island, and both Millicent and Philippa had been living here for some time.

Trying to gather more intelligence now was essentially futile.

Looking up at the other, Millicent’s cautious gaze was filled with anticipation.

To Wu Heng, a tavern was a means to collect intelligence.

But to Millicent, it seemed to be more of a demonstration of her own worth.

“Going back is also fine,” Wu Heng said.

Instantly, Millicent’s face lit up with joy.

Wu Heng continued, “Keep it open for a while, and if there are any future reassignments from the guild, we’ll discuss it then.”

“Thank you, my lord,” Millicent said with a bow.

As Wu Heng walked outside, he said, “Come, I’ll assign two guards to you, for your protection.”

Following behind, Millicent said, “The island is so safe already, is that necessary?”

“It’s always good to be cautious.”

“Thank you, my lord.”

Together, they walked to the courtyard.

Wu Heng selected two skeletons, a level 15 warrior and a level 12 swordsman.

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They were more than capable of ensuring their safety on the island.

Even in the face of danger exceeding their level, the skeletons could delay the threat long enough for them to escape.

After sorting everything out.

Millicent and Philippa came downstairs with their luggage.

“Millicent is not used to living here; we will be going back first. Visit me if you get the chance,” Philippa stated plainly.

Wu Heng cautioned, “Don’t cause trouble in the tavern; you’re now a member of the guild and should be mindful of your status.”

“Don’t worry, I’m a captain after all. How could I seriously quarrel with these landlubbers on the island!” Philippa said, arms crossed.

During the conversation, a carriage slowly stopped in front of the door.

Both mother and daughter boarded, ready to leave.

The curtains were drawn back, and Philippa popped her head out, “Remember to visit me.”

“It’s not that far away; come back if you’re bored,” Wu Heng said.

Philippa nodded in agreement, waved goodbye, and the carriage slowly departed.

After seeing off the two.

Wu Heng returned home with Mini.

He went upstairs to the study, opened the boundary door, and headed to Zombie World.

…

On the other side of the boundary door, it was still the room he’d previously visited.

Wu Heng looked out the window and saw that the snow had stopped, but the road and rooftops were still mounded with thick layers of snow.

For the survivors in this world right now.

This kind of weather only made the struggle to live on harder.

He picked up a down jacket and put it on before walking straight out of the room.

Downstairs, standing in the lobby.

He could see skeletons and survivors outside shoveling snow.

It seemed they were planning to clear a path.

On seeing Wu Heng emerge, Qi Hancai wearing a black down jacket, promptly approached him.

“It’s hard to say whether it will snow again; if it stops, there’s a snowplow in the garage, looking much like a bulldozer, which can clear the roads,” Qi Hancai said.

The current location was near a military warehouse.

Various specialized vehicles were readily available.

“Yes, first, connect the roads to the train station,” Wu Heng instructed.

“Understood,” Qi Hancai replied, and then added, “Recently, many people from other areas squeezed into our channel on the radio, wanting to barter with us for food.”

“Other areas? How did they know about us?”

“Someone must have mentioned our gold for food exchange. Some northern cities have expressed hopes that we establish trading points in their cities and have voluntarily offered to lower their prices,” Qi Hancai explained.

A radio can access other regions’ channels by simply changing frequencies.

Spreading the word wasn’t surprising.

Moreover, for Wu Heng, this development wasn’t necessarily bad news; the issue with food could be easily resolved once the Gold and Silver Island shipping route was restored.

However, establishing trading points in various cities required preparation.

Especially in heavy snow, travel would be difficult.

“It won’t be easy to get there,” Wu Heng said.

Qi Hancai nodded, “If you consider doing that, I can have people prepare in advance, gather some intelligence from various places, and once the weather improves, we can establish trading points along the railway in the next city.”

Setting up trading points along the cities en route was a definite plan to implement.

Gold remained crucial.

“Good, start preparing in advance,” Wu Heng concurred.

“Will do!”

After pondering for a moment, Wu Heng added, “You and Li Yahong can recruit some reliable bases to join us, increase the population; those people may be useful when setting up trading points.”

Qi Hancai frowned in thought, “We have high prestige in our hometown, and it will be easier to recruit there.”

“Then let Li Yahong recruit more people there.”

“Understood.”

The two stood at the doorway and chatted for a while.

Qi Hancai headed to the radio to contact Li Yahong while Wu Heng walked towards the backyard.

He found a secluded spot.

And took out the body of the level 18 former Island Master.

…

The corpse was somewhat pitiful.

The head and body were sewn together, and the eyes and organs had also been removed.

It still looked a bit terrifying.

Wu Heng had confirmed with Imilo that the association didn’t want this corpse, so he could continue the investigation by interrogating the ghosts if necessary.

The body could be dealt with at his own discretion.

In fact, he was still curious about the advantages of a level 18 professional.

Why would the association and various countries forgive such a character?

Directing his attention to the corpse, he released the “Bone Manipulation Skill.”

[“Summoned creature exceeds the capability range of the caster, instability factors increased…”.]

The familiar stability warning appeared again.

It had been a long time since that prompt had shown up.

As the necromantic power was injected, the flesh on the corpse slowly fell off, and a bone-white skeleton rose from the ground.

It shook off the scraps of flesh from its body.

Its hollow eye sockets turned towards Wu Heng.

The soul fire in its eye sockets was unusually deep and bright.

“You’ll be called ‘Occam.’ Gather up all this stuff on the ground and throw it outside,” Wu Heng said as he named it and gave the order.

The skeleton wrapped up the straw mat with the rotting flesh and headed outside.

Wu Heng began to check the skeleton’s attributes.

[Skeleton Prophet (Level 18)]

[Attributes: Constitution 35, Strength 30, Agility 38, Intelligence 42, Perception 47, Charm 25.]

[Traits: Hollow Skeleton, Advanced Soul, Prophet Enlightenment.]

[Expertise: Leather Armor Expertise (Advanced), Medium Armor Expertise (Advanced), Staff Mastery (Master)…]

[Abilities: Divine Source of Capturing Intelligence, Soul Sensory, Block Peeping, Domain Prophecy.]

[Prophet Enlightenment]: Can explore some mystery of the world and gain useful intelligence from it.

[Divine Source of Capturing Intelligence]: Concentrate to request arcane knowledge from the source of one’s divine power, collecting necessary secrets from scattered information (requires related items for connection).

[Soul Sensory]: You have a connection to this realm and can vaguely sense things that are invisible to the common person.

[Block Peeping]: Can block most forms of spying, divinations, and deductions below the level of heroes.

[Domain Prophecy]: Your secret knowledge has reached a sublime level; you will form a personal domain around yourself that can predict imminent dangers.

Looking at the attributes, Wu Heng slightly furrowed his brows.

Perception reached as high as 47 points, which was quite exaggerated among the professions.

But for the prophet profession, which could investigate various intelligence, it was understandable to have high perception.

The second highest was intelligence, at 42 points, which wasn’t low either.

It seemed that after level 18, there was indeed a significant increase in attributes.

Otherwise, following the normal level increase, it would not have reached such high values.

In terms of abilities, four had been retained.

[Divine Source of Capturing Intelligence] was a distinctly prophetic ability to investigate some hidden matters.

[Soul Sensory] allowed for the vague perception of unseen things, which probably meant ghosts or void creatures.

After all, with a perception of 47 points, it would be hard to justify not being able to detect something.

[Block Peeping] could prevent certain forms of spying and divination.

Quite good, but it was unclear whether this ability’s effect was to block spying on the skeleton itself or on him, the caster.

The last one [Domain Prophecy].

It would create a personal domain around him that could predict imminent dangers.

This ability left a deep impression on Wu Heng during combat.

The skeleton prophets and ‘Occam’ were fighting, and he always seemed to be able to take a proactive step to evade.

This action was not due to quick reflexes or movements.

Rather, it was like a form of precognition, beginning to dodge before the attack was even made.

Now it seemed that this was indeed an ability.

Clatter, clatter, clatter~!

Skeleton ‘Occam’ had thrown out the things and walked back. Wu Heng found a set of clothes for it to wear and then they both headed back to the room together.

Opening the boundary door, he returned to Gold and Silver Island.

…

In the bathroom.

Wu Heng lay in the bathtub, enjoying the services of two little maids.

After soaking for a while and getting clean,

Wu Heng got up and stepped out of the tub.

He picked up the little fox by his side and lightly patted her hips, “Cling to my waist.”

Andre Willow’s cheeks turned slightly red, and with a light hum, she clung to his body.

Mini chuckled mischievously on the side.

“Let’s go, it’s time to go back to the room and punish the little fox,” Wu Heng said, pulling Mini along.

“Yay, I get to bully sister Wei’er again,” Mini cheered.

Leaving the bathroom.

With one hand pulling Mini and the other carrying Andre Willow in his arms, he headed upstairs.

With every step,

The little fox let out a coquettish hum.

…

Snake Badge Consortium, the coastal town.

Sect Guardian ‘Viola’ of the Church of Divine Punishment wearing a long cloak and mask, entered the private room.

After presenting the consortium’s promissory notes,

The staff brought over a wooden brocade box.

Viola removed her hood, revealing her mature yet slightly pale face, and took a deep breath.

The brocade box opened and she took out a withered head.

The moment it was taken from the box, the eyes of the head snapped open.

“Bishop,” Viola greeted with respect.