The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1275 - 942, Such Accurate Calculations_2

Chapter 1275: Chapter 942, Such Accurate Calculations_2

"Let’s go!" Wu Heng nodded.

The two of them walked out of the office together, heading upstairs to Zhao Yanqiu’s dormitory.

By the time they casually chatted, they were already at the dormitory door.

The door opened.

Zhao Yanqiu, dressed in a long dress, accentuated her graceful figure.

"Where’s Xiao Xiao?" Zhao Yanqiu prepared slippers for the two of them.

"Xiao Xiao is outside having a snowball fight, she should be back soon." Wu Heng said.

Li Yahong, following behind, asked, "What good food have you prepared, Sister Zhao?"

"Just some common dishes, go wash your hands, and then we can eat." Zhao Yanqiu said with a smile.

Li Yahong quickly walked into the dining room, while Zhao Yanqiu still stood at the entrance, looking at Wu Heng with watery eyes.

Wu Heng smiled, pulled Zhao Yanqiu directly into his arms, and kissed her heavily on the lips.

Zhao Yanqiu glanced guiltily toward the dining room but still wrapped her arms around Wu Heng’s shoulders, closing her eyes with affection.

...

In the morning, Wu Heng woke up from his sleep.

On his left and right, Li Yahong and Zhao Yanqiu were each leaning in his arms.

Li Yahong was still asleep, but Zhao Yanqiu had already opened her eyes, seemingly deep in thought.

Wu Heng’s arm wrapped around her shoulders, playing with her chest. Zhao Yanqiu, annoyed, gave him a weak slap and snuggled deeper into his arms.

The three of them lay in bed for a while longer.

Zhao Yanqiu made breakfast and after eating together, the two of them went out to focus on their own things.

Wu Heng, taking his Ghost with him, rode on a Flying Dragon back to the prison.

Then, he returned to Gold and Silver Island from the prison’s surveillance room.

...

At the Island Lord’s Mansion, Wu Heng came down from upstairs and saw Shanaela and Andre Willow chatting in the living room.

"Master!" Andre Willow greeted.

Shanaela also said, "It’s already noon, and you’re just getting up."

Before Wu Heng could speak, Xiao Xiao, controlling a puppet, ran down the stairs, "I’m going out to play... "

Her voice trailed off as she rushed to the courtyard, leaving the Island Lord’s Mansion.

Wu Heng asked, "What are you talking about?"

Andre Willow replied, "We were discussing the Wood Elf Alchemist. The facilities and equipment needed will be arranged in the next two days."

"Hmm, you guys handle it." Wu Heng sat down beside them.

Shanaela continued, "What about the Skeleton Alchemist? Have you arranged it?"

"Any time works, he’s upstairs!" Wu Heng said.

"Alright, don’t forget when the time comes. After all, they came from far away." Shanaela was still quite considerate of her kin.

"Don’t worry!" Wu Heng said.

When that topic was finished, Wu Heng continued, "Let’s go to the church together."

"Alright!" Shanaela nodded.

Wu Heng grabbed her arm and released the Teleportation Technique, heading directly to the church.

...

They reappeared in the courtyard of the church.

Shanaela straightened her clothes, and the two of them walked into the building together.

They gathered all the idle Priests.

In an individual meeting room.

A few Priests saluted in unison, "Wu Heng Leader, Elder Shanaela!"

Shanaela stepped forward and said, "Wu Heng Leader needs two Priests to go to the church in Netalee City to spread our faith. Is anyone willing to go?"

The Wood Elf Priests exchanged glances.

One of them said, "Elder, I’ve been to Netalee City, and I’m willing to go."

Then, a second stepped forward, "I am also willing to go."

Shanaela nodded, "Alright, you two it is."

Wu Heng looked at the two Priests, who were both young and beautiful, and said, "I’ve already spoken with the Fifth Princess in charge there. You can head straight over."

"Yes, sir, we will definitely complete our task." The first Wood Elf Priest who volunteered immediately said.

Wu Heng smiled, took out two Space Rings, and handed one to each of them, "There are some tools inside for your use. If you need anything, find the Fifth Princess, and make sure to stay safe."

The two Priests, holding the Space Rings, looked overjoyed.

The leader indeed gave them tools as rewards, and even just the Space Rings were quite valuable.

"Thank you, Leader."

The other Priests felt a bit regretful—they should have volunteered sooner.

After arranging things and giving some encouragement to the rest, they toured the church with the Priests, checking out the congregation praying in the hall.

After staying at the church for a while, they returned to the Island Lord’s Mansion with Shanaela.

...

Dinner.

Setting down his utensils, Wu Heng looked at the little fox Andre Willow, "Wei’er, when you first came to Gold and Silver Island, didn’t you want to bring some of your kin here?"

"Yes." Andre Willow nodded directly.

When she first came to Gold and Silver Island, she had mentioned it. It was her first time traveling far, and she missed her kin.

Now that a long time had passed, life in Lundham City was quite good, so she hadn’t mentioned it again.

Wu Heng said, "We are establishing churches on the island, and will gradually need some Priests and nuns. I need to select some trustworthy people, and I feel the fox people clan is quite suitable. I wanted to get your opinion."

Andre Willow’s eyes lit up, "It’s an honor for the fox people clan."

She had followed Wu Heng out and seen the exciting outside world. When in Lundham City, she was captured and made a slave, never thinking of escaping.

Moreover, it showed Wu Heng’s trust in the fox people clan.

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Shanaela across from her. After all, the Priests used recently were all Wood Elves.

Shanaela smiled and said, "Wu Heng discussed it with me, and I also agree to have the fox people clan in the church."

Wu Heng said, "Then call Wen Mansha later and arrange for some fox people to come over. It’s best if they’re female, with a higher level."

"Okay, Master, I’ll contact Sister Wen Mansha right away." Andre Willow said joyfully.

Dinner ended.

Andre Willow and Mini made a video call to Wen Mansha, happily chatting away.

Wu Heng trained with the Skeleton in the courtyard with long spears.

After a while, he carried the brewed fruit tea, went upstairs, and returned to the study.

Glenda and Bella controlled puppets and headed to the entertainment city, making the study feel a bit empty.

He took out the obtained turtle shell and looked at it again.

Researching its usage.

The side effect of it requiring blood was not too serious for him.

The turtle shell required shaking coins inside, but the original turtle shell didn’t have any, and the introduction didn’t specify requirements. The coins from this world should work?

After thinking for a while, he took out three small copper coins and looked at them.

"The wheat should be on the front, right?"

This world’s currency had various patterns.

The front of the copper coin had a sheaf of wheat with crossed hammers and sickles in the center.

The outer circle bore the local language, saying "Labor creates the world."

The reverse had wave patterns representing fields of wheat.

The silver coin had a raven holding a scale with wings spread on the front and a sailing ship on the back.

The front of the gold coin had a crown made of pentagrams, and the reverse was a castle, reputedly the headquarters of the association.

The pentagram represented the association’s retained five-person team structure and the characteristic of five rulers.

Wu Heng took three copper coins, dropped them into the turtle shell, and dripped some blood, thinking of conversing with the Ghost in the Demon Soul Pot.

He shook the turtle shell nine times; the coins fell to the ground.

Two tails, one head.

Neutral!

In terms of communication, neutral... does that mean no progress?

Let’s see how it works?

Wu Heng took out the Demon Soul Pot, released the Bone Prison, and the Ghost floated out.

Seeing Wu Heng, it turned its head away.

"I checked some records, but there’s no information left about that ruin. Did that Kingdom even exist?" Wu Heng asked.

The Ghost turned its head to glance at him, snorted coldly, and went back into the Demon Soul Pot.

Damn.

"Aren’t you bored? Chat with me!"

"Go away!" a dull roar came from the Demon Soul Pot.

Damn!

It was so accurate—the entity didn’t care at all.