The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 1338 - 971, future generations will surely remember my achievements_2

Chapter 1338: Chapter 971, future generations will surely remember my achievements_2

This woman is really cunning!

"Alright, now it’s your turn to talk." The Lady seriously looked at Wu Heng, "I admit you have some cleverness, but how did you find me in a day?"

Wu Heng did not hide and recounted the situation at the time.

From discovering the female priest had investigated the missing stowaways, to later using the Secret Speaker’s information to find the tavern she was staying in.

Finally, he found her all the way.

Thinking back now, this woman was really cautious, making arrangements at every step.

Even when he found the tavern, she still set up two false pieces of information to try to lead him north in the wrong direction.

Actually, it seems now her plan was already successful.

The Holy Court launched a Holy War on Gold and Silver Island because of the female priest’s affairs.

The Lady sighed after listening, "You truly deserve to be called the Great Detective to have found this."

Xiao Xiao cheerfully said beside, "What’s this, the last time the Pirate King, the association couldn’t handle him, but we found him and killed him."

She then pointed below, "The Skeleton Prophet downstairs is him."

"I haven’t seen him, not sure who you’re talking about." The Lady said.

"I’ll take you there later, then introduce you to Minnie and the others." Xiao Xiao said.

The Lady nodded, glanced again at Wu Heng and the three ghosts opposite.

Actually, it’s not bad now.

She needed a Necromancer, and the one in front of her was the youngest hero.

Besides, apart from his annoying words, his attitude towards ghosts wasn’t bad.

"Aren’t you afraid the other side will suffer from insomnia?" Wu Heng brought the topic back.

Xiao Xiao said, "Just don’t let him sleep for two days; he’ll sleep eventually."

Bella laughed, "I heard, when the guard team catches someone, they also use sleep deprivation as punishment."

The Lady’s lips curved slightly, "There are many ways to fall asleep: hypnotic magic, concentrated incense, or like Xiao Xiao said, just stay awake one day prior."

Xiao Xiao sent a look that said, "See, I thought of it all."

"How do you make sure the other person dreams of you, and what if they don’t dream?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

This time, the Three Ghosts all looked at her, waiting for an answer.

The Lady smiled confidently, "I can plant a mark in the person’s mind, and they will naturally dream of things related to me after falling asleep."

She paused, then emphasized, "Provided that they know me."

Wu Heng nodded, having basically understood.

This ability is like building a bridge between reality and dreams, just requiring someone outside to dream, as if opening a passage directly for her to leave.

Ghosts are indeed unique, even their way of moving is hard to comprehend.

Xiao Xiao posed thoughtfully, "Then let Auntie kill the bad guys outside in the future and let Uncle dream to bring her back."

Glenda laughed, "As for the dream your uncle had, your aunt probably doesn’t enjoy it much inside."

Xiao Xiao looked puzzled, "Uncle’s dreams are scary?"

Bella smiled on the side and glanced at Wu Heng.

The Lady ignored the little side actions and explained, "It’s possible, but since your uncle has passed, just kill the enemies directly, there’s no need to make it so complicated."

"Oh! That’s right, Uncle’s a hero now, we’re not afraid of anyone." Xiao Xiao nodded in agreement.

Wu Heng also said, "Alright then, I’ll gather materials these two days and add some new abilities for you."

The Lady raised her head again, with a look suggesting he do as he saw fit.

The topic of abilities was over.

Wu Heng thought for a moment, then continued, "Do you have a name? Always calling you ’Lady’ seems inappropriate."

"You may call me Dan Nan." The Lady replied softly.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, "You’re... not Daji? Su Daji!"

The air froze instantly.

The Lady widened her eyes, staring intently at him.

...

Gold and Silver Island, Church.

The noonday sun filtered through the colored glass, bathing the tall statue of the lord in a waterfall of light.

Priest Aifulin stood silently in the shadow of the rear arch, with "The Scripture of Proselytization" held tightly to her chest.

Her emerald-like eyes watched the grandeur in the hall, today the once-empty pews were full, and the devotees read the creed devoutly.

"Please this way." A nun guided the new believers toward the side hall.

Several priests moved through the crowd, either leading or maintaining order.

Ever since the ’Divine Messenger’ was established in the prayer room to answer the believers’ questions, the church was no longer the same place that relied solely on distributing eggs to draw residents.

Of course, eggs were still being distributed.

"Ah~!"

Suddenly a gasp came from the side hall.

This was followed by a man’s tremulous shouts, "Thank the Messenger! Thank the Lord Island Master!"

And from within the other prayer rooms, cheers of joy could also be heard intermittently.

...

Golden Sail Tavern, Private Room.

Inside the room, three figures sat around a wooden table.

The middle-aged man on the left wore a dark blue robe with silver-lined notes at the cuffs; the elder on the right wore a light green robe with an ancient harp badge pinned to his chest.

In the center was a woman in a dark green gown, with emerald feathers adorning her hair.

The three came from different bard associations and were now gathered at Gold and Silver Island.

Knock, knock, knock~!

Rapid knocking broke the silence, and a young apprentice entered excitedly.

"President! The statistics are out!" he said, but seeing others in the room, he promptly stopped his talk.

The middle-aged man in the dark blue robe, president of the ’Silver String Association,’ smiled, "It’s alright, they’re not outsiders, go ahead and say."

The young man took a deep breath and opened the roster in his hand: "Since the appearance of the Divine Messenger at the church, 42 poems and scores suitable for first tier professionals have been disseminated, 27 for the second tier, and 18 for the third tier!"

His voice trembled slightly as he continued, "No less than 10 bards have improved their level following the Messenger’s guidance!"

Silence engulfed the room.

The elder’s wine glass halted mid-air, the woman’s fingers holding the quill slightly whitened.

"Rumor has it a third-tier minstrel also broke through a level, but there’s no confirmed news yet," the young man added, standing aside strictly.

The room was quiet for a while.

"So many poems and scores in just a few days," the woman asked, raising her head, "Is that... Divine Messenger really exist?"

The young man nodded emphatically, "I went to the church and saw with my own eyes."

"If only our association cities also had a messenger," sighed the elder, "Too bad Wu Heng’s tense relationship with The Holy Court prevents quick expansion."

At the door, witnessing their sighs, the young man couldn’t resist speaking, "Instead of the Messenger coming, I think we can compile these poems and tunes, it would work the same."

The three stopped in their tracks, then their eyes lit up.

Just marveling at the Messenger’s wonder, they hadn’t thought of such a simple solution.

But the woman suddenly stiffened, "Wait! The Messenger from the Spirit Awakening Sect reportedly knows everything, discussing stealing achievements now... what if they find out?"

Along with dispensing poems, the Messenger was rumored to be all-knowing.

If they found out, there’d be consequences that none of them could endure.

Contemplating for a moment, the old man said, "I should visit city hall to inquire about the poems."

The three of them left the private room immediately and headed to the city hall.

...

Zombie World, control room.

The Lady’s eyes widened as she glared at him viciously, "How do you know? Hasn’t it been over three thousand years already?"

She suddenly looked relieved and said, "They say it’s been over three thousand years."

Xiao Xiao watched the Lady and Wu Heng with a puzzled look.

"Huh? Daji? The one from the cartoons?"

The Lady looked at Xiao Xiao, "You mean Daji from the cartoons?"

"Oh Auntie, so it’s all true," Xiao Xiao said, looking bewildered.

Glenda and Bella exchanged even more puzzled looks.

"Famous?" The Lady’s eyes lit up, "Surely the later generations remember my achievements!"

"Famous in the cartoons," Wu Heng said.

...