The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 499 - 412, Funeral

Chapter 499: Chapter 412, Funeral

Baldy grabbed the Dwarf’s hair, tilting his face upwards.

On his bloodstained face was a centipede-like scar at the corner of the lower lip.

“Found within the Sea Dog Gang, a sorcerer, whose level is also above ten,” said the Baldy from the Old Barrel Tavern.

The Association and the Guard Team members frowned in unison.

The Commander of the Guard Team looked at the Dwarf, “Are you sure he’s the one who did it?”

Baldy glanced to the side and replied, “Yes.”

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The Commander followed his gaze, landing on Wu Heng and the Eleventh Squad.

It seemed that the Old Barrel and the Association possessed some intelligence he was unaware of.

His gaze swept over the chaotic scene again and the workers crowding the alley.

He then spoke, “Leave some people to clean up and move forward, the rest disperse, take this Dwarf with you back to me, if he truly did it, some compensation will suffice.”

“Yes, Commander,” they responded.

Baldy turned and gave a few instructions.

The Old Barrel bouncers holding weapons gradually dispersed.

Baldy also came over and said, “Thank you for the investigation, Vice-executive, I will have the promised reward delivered to the Association in due time.”

Wu Heng looked at him, not mentioning that he was already prepared to apprehend the other party.

He simply nodded, watching Baldy walk towards the Guard Team.

Taking the half-dead Dwarf, they left together.

Cavina asked, “What do we do next?”

“We go back. The rest is no longer our concern,” Wu Heng turned around, leading the others out.

Whether it was gang conflict or the Old Barrel Tavern’s mass murder,

it didn’t have much to do with the Association.

These were matters for the Guard Team to handle.

In other words, if Association members’ safety wasn’t involved, if there was no wanted order, there was no good reason to arrest anyone.

By now, having found the murderer of ‘Mackintosh’, the mission was considered complete.

The group left the area.

They hailed a carriage and returned to the Association.

Back at the Association,

The Eleventh Squad headed to rest, while Wu Heng proceeded to the Steward’s Office to inform Imilo of the outcome.

Imilo didn’t say much.

He only mentioned that the harbor would be in chaos for a while and instructed the teams to strengthen their surveillance of the harbor.

…

In the afternoon, Mackintosh’s funeral was held.

The coffin lay quietly in front of the tombstone, surrounded by a scattering of pure white flowers.

It wasn’t until then,

That the various powers realized ‘Mackintosh’ was dead, and last night’s battle was related to this.

Imilo and Wu Heng, representing the Association, attended the funeral.

There was not much sorrow, just some reflection.

A leader who had dominated the harbor for so many years died so frivolously in his own territory.

The funeral was simple.

Once the ceremony was complete, people began to talk softly about the event and gradually left.

Returning to the Association together,

They picked up Andre Willow and went home.

…

The sky gradually dimmed.

Wu Heng stepped out of his room and saw Shanaela carefully coming down the stairs.

“I saw you at the funeral,” Shanaela said softly as she jumped down.

“I saw you too,” Wu Heng responded, taking her hand as they walked towards the bedroom.

Lifting her skirt, Shanaela cooperatively raised her arms.

To facilitate taking off her nightgown.

She covered her private parts with her hands and slipped under the covers, “I also went to the harbor this afternoon to check; work there has basically stopped, and many ships will likely be delayed for a few days.”

Wu Heng held the soft body in his arms and said, “The Old Barrel took one night to eliminate the Sea Dog Gang.”

Shanaela frowned, “That fast?”

“Yes, even faster than you think, basically just a matter of a few hours.”

The ability of a gang to mobilize such a large force was beyond his expectations.

Even in this city, where the streets weren’t as wide as in the modern world, the streets filled with people, torches forming a long dragon.

Besides the members of the gang, many were workers who made a living through the Old Barrel at the harbor.

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In such labor-intensive places,

their ranks might not be high, but their physical condition was definitely not poor.

And the Sea Dog Gang, known for its indiscriminate encroachment of business, like a rabid dog, was wiped out overnight.

“So, who will control the harbor now?” asked Shanaela.

“I don’t know. With Mackintosh dead, it’s hard to say whether the Old Barrel can maintain its authority.”

“Yeah! Hopefully, it won’t affect the operations of the harbor,” Shanaela expressed her concern.

Wu Heng smiled, “It’s alright, it’s just a change of power, nothing too terrible will happen.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” Shanaela pecked him on the lips.

Wu Heng wrapped his arms around her, exerting a slight force.

He flipped her soft body on top of his.

Shanaela, seated at his waist, looked at him, “You’re slacking off again.”

“Today, you’re in charge.”

“I hate that.”

Their fingers intertwined, Shanaela’s waist moving rhythmically.

…

The next day, in the morning.

Shanaela left, and after Wu Heng had breakfast, he headed to the Zombie World from the Steward’s Office.

Exiting the boundary door, he was still in the manager’s office.

He glanced outside through the window.

The cold wind howled, with white snow clinging to tree tops and rooftops.

The number of caravans coming for trade had decreased significantly, and at a glance, there were only two modified off-road vehicles, which seemed to be from the outside.

He picked up the walkie-talkie beside him and called Qi Hancai directly.

Before long, Qi Hancai arrived, wrapped in a long black down jacket and black Doc Martens.

She sat down beside him and pulled out a plastic bag from her pocket.

Inside were some gold and silver jewelry.

“The roads are tough, not many shelters come to trade, just bits and pieces,” she explained.

“Let’s wait for the spring,” said Wu Heng as he put away the jewelry. “Anything new lately?”

Qi Hancai took out a notebook from inside her coat and referred to it as she spoke, “The military was very pleased with our first trade, they commended us for considering the bigger picture and sharing resources. Then… the preparation for the second trade is underway; they will sell us two machine cannons and 2000 rounds of ammunition as per the requirements, and we’ll negotiate the prices for the blueprints based on type.”

In this environment, we’ve actually exchanged gold for food.

One can imagine how surprised the folks at their base must be.

They would surely try to find ways to maintain this kind of trade.

Especially in winter.

They continue to prepare gold on their end and have agreed to sell us machine cannons and ammunition, which are indeed what we need.

Over at Gold and Silver Island, the bounty I’ve offered is getting higher,

and even without plans to leave the island, Gold and Silver Island seems shrouded in gloom.

Being careful and preparing more self-defense measures is necessary.

“What’s the price for the machine cannons and ammunition?” Wu Heng looked at her.

“It’s the same as the previous pricing by the military market, they seem to have reached a consensus and have no intention of changing it,” Qi Hancai responded.

“Hmm, let them know we also collect Corpse Cores, any extras can be traded,” he instructed.

“Okay,” Qi Hancai nodded and continued, “Dongan Village and the prison have both been closed, leaving only skeletons there, and the people have been resettled at the bus station and the shopping mall.”

Wu Heng nodded.

Qi Hancai went on, “About the train, we’ve arranged for a reconnaissance mission to scout the roads leading to the train north station. Driving there isn’t a problem, but it’s uncertain whether any trains have been preserved.”

The train from the provincial area had been quite an inspiration for us.

Armoring it into a moving fortress would allow us to travel and trade between several cities.

And train crew members were not difficult to find.

Previously, at Little East Auto Repair Shop, we had rescued a few train workers at that station.

But that was just a minor stop en route.

It was unlikely that any trains would have been left there.

After Qi Hancai finished speaking,

Wu Heng then said, “Get the car team ready, we’re going straight to the station to have a look now.”

“Okay!”

Qi Hancai switched the channel on the walkie-talkie, instructing the preparation of the vehicle fleet.

…

The convoy slowly left the mall, heading for the north station.

Wu Heng sat in the passenger seat, casually asking while looking at the map, “Lately, has there been any news from the headquarters?”

Qi Hancai gripped the steering wheel and thought for a moment before replying, “Apart from summarizing some survival experiences, they’ve also announced a few new types of zombies.”

“What are they?”

“Level 2 Mutant Zombies now include the Venom Zombie, which everyone calls the Saliva Monster. Its specialty is spitting venom that’s highly corrosive. If it corrodes the skin, infection follows. There’s also the Monkey with increased Agility, suspected to be an evolved form of zombies, though there’s no concrete answer yet. As for animals, there are updates on some avian Mutant Zombies, the Corpse Cores belonging to Level 1, but the danger level has been categorized under Level 2.”

“Level 3 Mutant Zombies have added a Butcher Zombie, whose body reaches about 4 meters, and it knows how to use weapons.”

Wu Heng listened and nodded.

Level 2 Mutant Zombies corresponded to Level 10, and Level 3 to Level 15.

As long as he was careful, with the protection of the Skeleton Army, he wouldn’t have too much trouble dealing with them.

From another perspective,

Wu Heng also considered the Corpse Cores of these zombies as ingredients for elixirs; with confirmed information, he would go out to hunt them.

Qi Hancai suddenly remembered something else and added, “The headquarters also mentioned a Ghost that can control people to commit suicide, ranked as Level 4 danger, without any known methods of resolution.”