Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Chapter 460, 3 choices

This old man not only noticed the ghost, but also judged that the ghost was young when it was formed.

"What's the problem, Dean?" Wu Heng looked at him and asked.

Just now, Imiro introduced the other party's name too quickly and didn't remember it for a while.

 The old man looked at him and said: "Necromancers need to follow legal procedures to raise spiritual servants."

"Dean doesn't have to worry about this. I can become the deputy deacon of the association. After passing the inspection by the special inspection envoy, I will naturally comply with the regulations." Wu Heng's tone was still calm.

The old man was stunned for a moment, seemingly a little surprised by his attitude.

　　Laughed and said: "Yes, no wonder Imiro thinks so highly of you."

 At this time, the door of the room was knocked again, and Sheila Gui also walked in.

He bowed slightly and looked at Wu Heng again.

Imiro said directly: "Tell us what happened yesterday so that you can record it and report it to the headquarters."

"good!"

Sheela Gui was the first to speak, telling her what happened yesterday after she received the mission and went to the port.

 Then Wu Heng's armored vehicles arrived and bombed the pirate ships in the port and at sea.

　　When heard, four movable vehicles, carrying equipment, destroyed hundreds of ships and blocked the opponent's attack.

 Everyone present was a little surprised.

 Especially the investigators, they all looked at how the investigators beside them were recording.

 “This matter will be reported to the headquarters, and there will be no room for falsehood.” The old mage reminded.

“At that time, all the team members and people from several business groups on the island saw it. We have defended the island, so there is no need to lie to you!”

 Sheila Gui’s tone was also a little too polite.

 Although we won, everyone paid a heavy price.

These people were not very helpful, and they looked like they were investigating when they came.

"You..." The old mage's tone was choked and he did not continue to say more.

 Then Wu Heng narrates the process.

 Defend the association building, then receive the message from Imiro, find and kill the island owner.

 There is more plot about Imiro in the middle, so the credibility is higher and no one raises questions.

 “Did you remember it?” Imiro asked.

“Write it down.” Several investigators nodded.

Imiro said: "Okay, now that the reinforcements have arrived, the island is safer. You go back and rest first. I will let you know when something happens."

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said again: "Deacon, the skeletons helping to defend the port need some mobilization, and the tamed beasts under my command are lost over there and need to be found."

Imiro looked at him and said, "In the evening, you take over the port patrol and take care of things."

"clear."

　　With a promise, the two of them retreated directly.

The old mage took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "The two deputy deacons you have here are quite unique!"

Imiro organized the documents casually, "When dealing with pirates on Treasure Island, it is inevitable that some changes will occur in your personality."

 “Well, you are right.”

 …

 Outside the study.

Sheila Gui asked: "What is this old man's name?"

"Ah? I still want to ask you?" Wu Heng looked at her.

"I didn't pay attention. I forgot about it as soon as I got distracted. Is he great?" Sheila Gui looked back at the study room.

Wu Heng lowered his voice and said, "What is the name of a level 18 professional, dean? It sounds pretty powerful."

"Level 18, I didn't come yesterday, I came here after today." Sheila Gui sounded a little dissatisfied.

Wu Heng said with a smile: "Anyway, we won in the end, everyone is fine, and the rest is not important."

"Well, you're right." Sheila Gui agreed and puffed up her chest, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful last night."

Wu Heng was startled and looked around, "You slandered me."

“Yes, where did you get that equipment? The entire association is discussing it now.”

 “Oh, you’re telling me this, there aren’t many in my hometown, and I’m usually reluctant to use them.”

 The two of them walked and chatted until they reached the door of their respective study rooms.

Sheela Gui yawned, "I'm going back, I'll talk about it when I have time."

"good."

Wu Heng also returned to his study.

 After simply tidying up, he walked out of the association and returned to his residence.

 …

 Night has just fallen.

Wu Heng took Philippa directly to the port.

 “Sir, Deputy Deacon.” The team responsible for guarding saluted slightly.

Wu Heng nodded, "I will be in charge tonight. You can go back and rest."

"yes!"

 The team saluted again and left the port directly.

Wu Heng said to Philippa: "Sensor your tame beast and see if you can find it."

“That stupid bird is not dead, so he has gone somewhere.” Philippa said angrily.

 I finally escaped yesterday, but I didn’t feel the need to tame the beast.    Hence, it didn’t help at all.

 “Look slowly, if you don’t find it I’ll get you a new one.”

 “Hey, thank you, Dad!” Philippa shouted, and then walked aside.

 Start to sense the position of his tame animal, and at the same time try to communicate and issue orders.

 If the distance is too far, it will be difficult to transmit commands to the tame animals.

 It is necessary to sense while minimizing the distance.

Wu Heng's side turned all the corpses salvaged during the day into skeletons.

 A densely packed area, occupying the port.

Looking at the still turbid sea, he ordered: "Go to the sea and salvage all the equipment, gold and silver utensils inside."

 Hurrah!

 Like making dumplings.

 All the skeletons plunged into the sea and swam toward the sea.

Pirates are generally relatively wealthy, otherwise no one would do such a hard work.

Not long after, skeletons emerged from the seabed one after another. Some were carrying weapons and equipment, while others were carrying gold and silver utensils, boxes of currency, and some intact crossbows and ballistae.

 One by one, they filled the shore.

Wu Heng looked at the salvaged items and his face was filled with joy.

Sure enough, this is also a big gain.

 Hands out a batch, and Wu Heng collects a batch.

 Then the skeleton returned to the sea and continued salvage.

Philippa followed the induction and gradually walked to the wasteland on the east side. The surroundings were so gloomy that she couldn't help but shiver.

“For the last time, I couldn’t find it, so you can’t blame me.” Philippa muttered.

Finally try to communicate and tame the beast.

This time, we directly established a connection with the tame animals and shared the vision.

It was dark all around and I couldn't see anything clearly.

 Then he gave the order to the tame beast to come back.

Not long after, the sound of leaves shaking came from the woods ahead, and a fat parrot with green feathers and a red crown flew out directly.

　　With grass clippings and leaves on his body, he flew over excitedly.

Philippa also showed surprise, "Silly bird, I knew you were not dead."

 “Silly bird, captain.” The parrot also shouted in a high-pitched voice.

 Return to port.

Wuheng is still collecting salvaged goods.

Philippa had nothing to do. She was fanning mosquitoes and talking to the parrot, asking what happened after she was caught.

 …

At dawn, Wu Heng arranged for skeletons to help defend the port.

 Go home with Philippa.

 The house has been renovated, but the collapsed wall has not yet been repaired.

 After sleeping until noon, the sound of several women chatting could be heard downstairs.

Wu Heng simply ate his lunch.

 He then returned to the study on the 4th floor, opened the door, and headed to the zombie world.

This side is still a room in the military area.

Standing at the window and looking out, there was heavy snow falling outside.

 A large group of skeletons were clearing the snow. Judging from the footprints, there was at least 20 centimeters of snow.

He took out his walkie-talkie and called Qi Hancai.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and Qi Hancai opened the door and walked in.

 “Are you looking for me?”

Wu Heng motioned for her to sit down and asked, "How are you doing here lately?"

"There are almost no people exchanging gold at the station now. It should be better after the heavy snow. Sister Yahong has also suspended the transaction with the provincial rescue team because of the snow. They still don't want the machine gun blueprints. Give us some ideas," Qi Hancai said while holding a small notebook.

It seems that the heavy snow has lasted for a day or two.

 Hindered a lot of actions.

 “Well, let’s wait until the snow stops.”

"Let me take you down to take a look. Are there any shortcomings?" Qi Hancai said.

Wu Heng stood up and followed her outside.

 …

 Association, meeting room.

Imiro, Dean Gianvito, and several level 15 association professionals sat around the conference table.

"Deacon Imiro, according to the procedure, when the incident on Treasure Island is sent to the headquarters, he should also recommend a candidate for the island owner." The old mage Gianvito spoke softly.

Imiro looked at the other party and said softly: "Dean Gianvito, do you have any suggestions?"

"I can't talk about suggestions. After all, we really can't help much on Treasure Island. However, there are only three choices for the island owner. First, recommendations from local associations, usually people who are popular with the people and have made special contributions. Second, the headquarters. Distribute it, select a new person to be the island owner, and thirdly, divide it into nearby countries and let them manage it.”

 (End of this chapter)