The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1331 - 968, I’m Not Going Anywhere_2

Chapter 1331: Chapter 968, I’m Not Going Anywhere_2

"That’s fine, getting in contact with them might yield some results," Shanaela nodded.

"I know." Wu Heng bent down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead, then said, "I’ll head back to the room first. Don’t stay in the sun too long, getting sunburned wouldn’t be good."

"Okay!" Shanaela adjusted her clothes and lay back down.

...

Returning to the study.

Only a soul of Glenda was floating in midair reading a book. Upon hearing the door open, it turned its head to glance this way.

Wu Heng walked in, "Where’s the Lady?"

"She went downstairs to watch Xiao Xiao play games," Glenda continued, "Don’t worry, she’s still waiting to mock you once you lose the bet, so she won’t run away now."

She was convinced I wouldn’t find the ruins she mentioned from the sky, waiting to see me make a fool of myself.

"We’ll see who’s laughing at whom." Wu Heng sat down to the side.

"How’s it outside?" Glenda asked casually, in a chatty tone.

"People from the Endless Desert came, inviting me to join them." Wu Heng recounted the events at city hall, including declining the invitation and the subsequent trade.

Glenda said, "You’re planning to use the remnant souls of zombies to upgrade the ghosts?"

"Yes, exchanging some rituals to enhance you all," Wu Heng said.

"If you get a chance, inquire about ghosts learning skills," Glenda reminded.

Wu Heng pondered, "We’ll see. It’s not easy to ask about this. Ghosts can only learn skills at Level 20. We might need to ask the Immortal Emperor; others probably don’t know, and it might also reveal our Level 20 information."

"That works."

As they chatted, Bella flew back in from outside, hovering nearby and saying, "The smart speaker is effective in the church; everyone is discussing the Divine Messenger."

In the morning, Xiao Xiao joined me on an outing while Bella went to check on things at the church.

Wu Heng asked, "What kind of questions did they ask?"

"Those going to sea asked about the weather and various ship matters, mercenaries, and some professionals inquired about career advancement. The speaker provided training methods and techniques, which, to most ordinary professionals, was akin to having a dedicated mentor," Bella explained while recalling.

Ordinary people learned literacy from family members, with tutors and legacies mainly within large families.

Currently, Xiao Ai can offer training advice, making it akin to having a tutor.

Moreover, the retrieved information is more comprehensive than some teachers, as compiled by the Hongwen Alliance.

"An old fisherman asked about tomorrow’s tide times, and the speaker gave accurate times. The old man knelt before the statue, repeatedly chanting the Sea God’s name, and the priest reminded him that it was the Spirit Awakening Sect’s Island Lord Wu Heng, but he didn’t listen at all," Bella said with a laugh.

Glenda also grinned at the side.

"And! A blacksmith, probably an apprentice, asked how to forge a better sword. He’s been working in a smithy for three years, and his boss likely wanted him to remain a helper. The speaker provided a complete set of forging and quenching techniques, and that kid’s eyes widened like copper bells!" Bella continued.

The effect seemed even better than imagined.

The knowledge base, in the current environment, truly felt like a dimensional reduction strike.

"Do you think the speaker can increase our faith?" Wu Heng asked, casually opening a panel to check.

[Faith: 145/50000.]

It went up from 105 to 145.

Wu Heng felt a surge of emotion.

It took nearly half a year to increase to 105, and now it rose by 40 points in just one morning.

Faith is different from reputation.

It requires people to believe you are a deity or have some connection with one.

The appearance of the speaker directly led people to believe Wu Heng had some link to divine spirits.

This was only after one morning; spreading it to other churches later would have even better effects.

Bella said, "I feel it’s effective. Plus, with your previous astonishing advancement speed, many are convinced you are a god incarnate."

"As long as it’s effective, when it’s rolled out to churches everywhere, faith collection will be faster," Wu Heng felt pleased, taking a sip of tea.

They continued to discuss the Endless Desert with the two souls.

...

At the edge of the church square, several chamber of commerce representatives stretched their necks like quails, peering around.

"What’s going on here?" A merchant with gold-rimmed glasses had them askew, "Is there some event at the church? Why are so many people gathered, even Deacon Hela Gui is out maintaining order."

This kind of scene on Gold and Silver Island wasn’t unusual; product exhibitions and auctions often saw crowd gatherings.

But this time, they hadn’t heard any special news.

Another person said, "Not necessarily! The conflict between Gold and Silver Island and the Holy Court escalated, so even if they held another auction, no outsiders could come to the island, relying solely on locals wouldn’t warrant this."

The rest nodded in agreement.

If not for the chamber of commerce asking them to stay and observe developments, they would’ve left Gold and Silver Island.

To avoid any embroilment.

As they talked, a few people emerged from the distant crowd.

The chamber of commerce representatives immediately called out, "Caleb! Over here..."

Caleb pushed through the crowd, his hair in disarray, with the Lamei Commerce Guild badge askew on his formal wear, holding a ’Spirit Awakening Sect brochure.’

Caleb came over, looking at the gathered people, "What are you doing standing here? Why not go over and ask the Divine Messenger about the chamber of commerce’s development?"

Messenger? Chamber of commerce development?

They frowned.

"What exactly happened inside?" asked the person who beckoned her over, curious.

Seeing their confused faces, not like they were teasing, Caleb replied, "The Island Master arranged for a Divine Messenger in the church to specifically answer questions from island residents."

"Caleb, you’ve been to many places, do you really believe this stuff?" the man continued asking.

"You can go in and see for yourselves, I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t accompany you," Caleb said before leaving directly.

They glanced at each other and then joined the line, entering the crowd together.

Cramped inside a prayer room, a priest guided them on how to ’awaken’ the Messenger.

After ’awakening’ the Messenger.

The gold-rimmed glasses merchant skeptically inquired, "I am a representative of the ’Mysterious Fragrance Wing Chamber of Commerce,’ could you provide some advice for our chamber?"

After a halo flashed at the base of the statue, a female electronic voice sounded.

"The ’Mysterious Fragrance Wing Chamber of Commerce’ is one of Celt Kingdom’s veteran spice trade chambers, dealing in rare spices, magical incense, and alchemy potion ingredients, founded by ’Zane Ferguson’..."

The gold-rimmed glasses merchant trembled, "How... how do you know..."

This unveiled the chamber’s background completely.

The ’Messenger’ did not respond, but continued, "The trade extension suggestions for herbal goods are as follows, the Dwarves’ New Year Celebration, Elf Race prefers Silver Glow Incense..."

The merchant listened, his eyes gradually widening.

Divine spirits truly exist!

No, the Island Master really has ties with divine spirits.

Otherwise, how could such detailed information be provided?

He hastily took out pen and paper, quickly jotting down notes.

Once the voice finished, the man stood and told the other stunned merchants, "I have something to attend to, we’ll meet again when convenient."

With that, he turned and left.

He had to relay this news back, even if the chamber’s higher-ups might think he was delusional upon reading the letter.

After vacating the spot, a jeweler who witnessed the same wonder knelt on the cushion with a thud, "Great Divine Messenger, Xiao Ai!"

...

Dusk.

The study was bathed in the last rays of the setting sun.

"Hmph!" The ghostly ’Lady’ flew up from downstairs, intentionally gliding past Wu Heng and glaring fiercely.

Wu Heng ignored her, continuing his conversation with Glenda.

After a while, the Lady flew a little closer, saying, "Why are there other Necromancers coming to the island?"

"They’re from the Endless Desert; over there, Necromancer is a very common profession," Wu Heng explained while sipping tea.

The Lady’s eyes widened, "We agreed on a bet. Before the outcome is settled, you better not think of sending me away, or I’ll curse you even as a ghost."

Wu Heng looked at her with some surprise.

She thought perhaps he found her a Necromancer.

"Haven’t you always been looking for Necromancers? That profession is common in the Endless Desert," Wu Heng said.

"No need for your pretense of kindness. Before the result is out, I’m not going anywhere," the Lady’s ethereal form rippled instantly.