MTL - Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse-Chapter 1 , the Necromancer has no future

Chapter 1, The Necromancer has no future

 Blackstone Town, Town Hall.

 “Wu Heng?”

Behind the desk filled with documents, the serious-looking middle-aged woman glanced at the documents and then at the young man opposite.

Wu Heng nodded, "Yes!"

"Professional necromancer?" The woman frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubts. She didn't wait for the other party's answer and continued: "Although the kingdom allows the existence of necromancers, no city will welcome a necromancer. Show up in town."

As soon as these words came out, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

 Everyone looked here, their eyes full of strangeness and curiosity.

  It seems that I don’t understand why anyone would choose the profession of Necromancer during this period.

Wu Heng still said: "Thank you 'Ms. Moira' for the reminder. I will abide by the laws and order of the kingdom and Blackstone Town."

 The middle-aged woman looked at his expression carefully.

But he didn't say much. He took out a few documents from the drawer, handed them over and said, "Read these carefully, and then sign your name."

 The Undead Restriction Act

 "Reporting Process for Relatives of the Dead"

 "Corpse Protection Act"

 "Instructions for Application for Dark Magic Experiment"

　　《Human Experiments…. 》

　　…. 》

 Taking the document, Wu Heng's eyes widened a bit when he saw the name and content.

Yeke Kingdom allows the existence of necromancers, but it increases the restrictions and bills on necromancers year by year.

 Including, private transformation of undead creatures such as skeletons and rotten corpses is not allowed, corpse experiments, and necromancy magic experiments are not allowed.

Theft and experimenting on corpses are all serious crimes here.

A necromancer who cannot convert undead soldiers and is not allowed to conduct magic research, his future can be imagined.

 Let’s not talk about whether there is a future in academics, but the combat aspect is basically useless.

 This is why everyone present looked very surprised after hearing about the Necromancer.

Wu Heng had known about it before, but he never thought it would be more strict than he imagined.

He read it carefully, signed his name one by one, and handed it back again.

After checking it carefully, the middle-aged woman said: "Okay, now that the process is over, remember the contents of these bills. I don't want you to be on the gallows next time I see you."

“Keep your instructions in mind!” Wu Heng stood up, saluted, and walked out.

 Walking out of the hall, you can still hear discussions about yourself behind you.

  Everyone was puzzled by a young man with black hair and black eyes who chose the Necromancer.

 …

  Walked out of the hall, ignoring the comments behind him.

  I don’t know what kind of evil things the ‘Necromancer’ has done to deserve to be treated like this.

 So many restrictions have been formulated for one profession alone.

 The development of this profession has basically been cut off.

As 'Ms. Moira' said, choosing the Necromancer is putting a yoke on yourself.

  Can't summon undead creatures, can't experiment with magic, and basically has no future.

 But Wu Heng still chose this career.

Not only because this is the only legal profession he has access to, but more importantly, he believes that the Necromancer can develop better in his own hands.

Stepping out of the city hall, a thought occurred to me, and a transparent panel that only I could see appeared in front of me.

  【Name: Wu Heng】

 【Occupation: Necromancer】

˜ [Level: 1 (10/300)]

 【Attributes: Strength 9, Agility 11, Constitution 12, Intelligence 14, Perception 10, Charisma 12.】

  【Skill: Bone Trapping Technique】

 After changing jobs, this panel appeared in Wu Heng. It has occupations, attributes, and skills, which are basically the same as the panels in online games.

  You can see your physical condition more intuitively.

Leave the central area all the way and enter a blacksmith shop in the commercial street.

Stepping into the door, you can smell the smell of linseed oil.

“Boss, I’m here to pick up the weapons I ordered this morning.” Wu Heng said to the counter.

The middle-aged boss put down the polished iron sword and looked up, "Oh, it's you. They are all there, with a total of 7 silver coins."

Wu Heng confirmed the weapons he bought.

 An iron sword and a short spear.

 They are all selected in the morning.

 Click out 7 silver coins and place them on the counter in front of the boss.

 “What happened this morning?” The boss put away the silver coins and asked casually.

Wu Heng came to buy weapons in the morning, and was taken away by the city guards as soon as he made his choice.

 The boss thought it was something wrong, but he came back before noon and there was no change.

“I just came to Blackstone Town. They asked me to register at the city hall. I just came and didn’t understand the process.”

 “Register? Does this also require registration?” The boss frowned. He had never heard of this statement.

There are a lot of outsiders in Blackstone Town. If they all need to be registered, the city hall will be busier than the market.

“You asked me my name and told me to follow the rules, which made me quite nervous.” Wu Heng smiled and scratched his head.

"Haha! Those guys are just free. They have to take care of the useful and useless ones. As long as everything is fine." The boss also laughed and said comfortingly.

Wu Heng smiled and nodded.

 Wrapping up the weapon, he said hello to the boss and left the store directly.

　　I didn’t continue wandering around, stayed away from the commercial streets and crowds, and headed to the residential area in Beicheng District.

 …

 Walking through the dark alley, we arrived at the place we rented.

The room is not big, just a living room and a bedroom.

Other than tables, chairs, wooden beds, there are no other furnishings.

 The layout is relatively simple.

　　Put aside your backpack and weapons, and pick up the bread on the table to pad your stomach.

 I was thinking about Blackstone Town’s attitude towards the Necromancer.

 It feels like a criminal who has been released on bail, and his behavior is subject to attention from all aspects.

“In the city, you should try to keep a low profile and slowly improve yourself.”

 Put the remaining bread into a ball and stuff it into your mouth.

 Getting up again, he picked up the iron sword and spear with one hand, and took off the bronze key hanging around his neck with the other hand. He came to the bedroom door and turned it gently.

As the door opened, a light curtain appeared inside the door.

 At the other end, it is not the familiar bedroom, but a picture reflected in a mirror.

Wu Heng took a deep breath, walked directly into the picture, and appeared on the other side.

 The moment his senses were restored, a rotten smell filled the air.

 Familiar desk, wooden bed, monitor and stereo.

There was a wild beast-like roar coming from the window.

 Back, the modern world is familiar yet unfamiliar.

 Come to the window and look out.

The zombies gathered in a pile downstairs. Under the torn clothes, you could see the bones and open internal organs. They were pushing and colliding with each other, wandering aimlessly.

 Among them, you can also see some familiar figures.

 “It’s still like this.”

I have opened a new book. This one is a double-crossing novel. I hope you all like it.

 (End of this chapter)