The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 540 - 449, Fish Shoal and Treasure

Chapter 540 -449, Fish Shoal and Treasure

Back to Gold and Silver Island.

Mini and the others were still resting.

He ordered the skeletons that followed to stand by in the courtyard, while he entered the radio room on the third floor.

Upon entering the room,

he picked up the journal in front of the Skeleton Investigator and glanced at it.

It was still empty, with no records whatsoever.

This had been the case for three consecutive days.

Given Philippa’s chatterbox nature, even without any information, she would have left a few idle remarks.

Several days passed without her leaving a single word,

which led him to almost certainly conclude that there was a problem on her end.

Wu Heng did not pick up the handset to try contacting Philippa.

If another party had taken over the ship,

any sudden radio transmission would only make things worse.

It was also due to the suspicion that Philippa was in danger

that he had Millicent come over yesterday.

He took out the “Tracing Locket” and a piece of sailor’s headscarf from the Space Ring.

He pricked his fingertip, a drop of fresh blood fell on the skull of the locket, and the headscarf was placed near it.

The skull began to chew on the edge of the headscarf.

Afterward, a ghostly blue flame struggled toward the east.

The person was still alive.

“Two more days, and the association reinforcements will arrive, Philippa, hold on,” Wu Heng murmured.

Only two days left.

Then they could set sail to rescue her.

Philippa might be a bit crazy, but he didn’t want anything to happen to her.

Leaving the room,

Wu Heng stood in the courtyard, surveying the layout of the surroundings.

Both the front and back courtyards had large open spaces where Mini had planted flowers, fruit trees, and some vegetables.

After looking around, he took out four armored cars from the Space Ring and placed them on the open ground of the courtyard.

Two in the front courtyard and two in the back.

Although they seemed somewhat obstructive and crushed many flower beds,

safety was more important; flowers and vegetables could be re-planted later.

“From now on, you’ll be responsible for operating the armored cars and securing the safety of this place,” Wu Heng told the newly arrived skeletons.

A few skeletons immediately got into action, crawling into the driver’s seats and weapon controls.

After handling affairs here,

Wu Heng continued back to his residence and added skeleton guards to the external balcony of the building, while also mounting machine guns on the railings.

This ensured that if anyone attempted a forceful attack,

they would immediately be engulfed in gunfire,

turned into a sieve.

Stepping out from the balcony room,

Mini, Andre Willow, and Millicent came down from upstairs one after another.

“Master.”

“My lord…”

The two maids called out sweetly, while Millicent bowed respectfully.

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“Did I wake you?”

Mini smiled, “Not at all, it’s time to get up anyway. What would master like for breakfast?”

“Just arrange something at random, I’ll introduce the arrangements to you. If there’s danger and I’m not here, you can command the skeletons to operate the machines to fight.”

“Ah? Okay!”

Wu Heng then took the three to the courtyard and introduced them to the situation with the armored cars and the features of the weapons.

Both Mini and Andre Willow had seen firearms before and understood quite well.

In addition to the weapons’ firepower, the armored cars also provided substantial protection.

In this world’s style of combat, it would be difficult for cold weapons to smash through an armored car.

After introducing everything and giving a few instructions,

he went back to his room for breakfast.

After breakfast, Andre Willow headed to the association.

The situation was tense recently, and it was necessary to at least spend half a day there.

…

In the office study,

he had been up all night clearing out zombies.

Today, he felt slightly drowsy. He leaned back in the chair with his hands cushioning his head, closing his eyes to rest while contemplating the situation on Gold and Silver Island.

At present, it seemed that the person controlling the blank envelopes, the Pirate King, had finished setting up shop on Gold and Silver Island.

The Merchant Group Guards on the island were lured out to sea and had all disappeared.

A considerable number of pirates had landed on the island, and the number of guards was increasing.

If war were to break out, the pirates could quickly mobilize a large number of troops, and all the high-ranking members of the Merchant Group on the island would be juicy, oozing targets.

On the Association’s end, reinforcements were still two days away.

The Association was waiting for reinforcements, but what were the pirates waiting for?

“No, what the pirates think doesn’t concern me.”

If war really broke out, the Association wouldn’t have the advantage. I could send Wei’er and the others to the boundary door and then leave Gold and Silver Island myself through the Phantom Train.

Or, I could just open the boundary door and steamroll everyone.

In that case, to keep the secret of the boundary door, I would need to kill everyone.

In the end, the Association might even investigate me.

It would be a loss not worth the cost.

I also needed to prepare as best as I could on my own end.

In the afternoon, I should return and continue slaying zombies to gain experience, striving to reach Level 17 within these two days.

Dong dong dong~!

As I was thinking, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Wu Heng squinted toward the doorway as Andre Willow had already opened the door and inquired about the situation.

She closed the door again.

She walked over and said, “Master, there’s a letter for you. The staff has delivered it directly.”

A letter?

Wu Heng glanced at it; it wasn’t a blank envelope.

Wu Heng took it, tore it open directly, and took out the letter inside.

The paper was somewhat yellowed, the handwriting fluid, appearing to be feminine yet firm, written with deep impressions.

It wasn’t from Wen Mansha, nor was it Slyther’s handwriting.

The content wasn’t a typical letter at all.

It was a story.

“Among the schools of fish, there has always been a legend of a mysterious treasure, a place filled with countless pearls and the power to make the school of fish powerful anew.

At last, a little fish arose with bright eyes that could perceive things, predicting the dangers of the sea.

The school of fish, ecstatic, set out in force, swimming through sea trenches, braving the swift undercurrents, starting their journey towards the treasure’s location.”

When they were about to unearth the treasure, internal strife broke out among the fish, and the prime-aged group nominated a new leader.

He too had a pair of bright eyes.

The new leader obtained the treasure, gaining the ability to observe other schools in the ocean.’

“What is this?”

Wu Heng frowned, looking at the letter in his hand.

Was this a story being told?

He picked up the envelope again to have a look.

No address, just the recipient, Gold and Silver Island, Deputy Steward Wu Heng.

“Master, what is it?” Andre Willow, seeing him flip the letter over and over, asked curiously.

Wu Heng replied, “This letter, it seems somewhat suspicious.”

“It’s not from Sister Mansha?”

“No, the handwriting is wrong. Wei’er, go to the front desk and ask where this letter came from?” Wu Heng handed her the envelope.

“Oh, okay!” Andre Willow took it and walked straight out.

In the room, Wu Heng was left alone once more.

He began to concentrate, reconsidering the content of this letter.

In the letter, a story of a school of fish searching for treasure was told.

Setting aside the fairy tale, if this world were to be taken into account, it seemed more like it was discussing the matter of the Pirate King’s treasure.

Pirates always compared themselves to sharks, fierce and unrelenting.

But from whose perspective was this letter written to him, and what was it trying to convey?

Wu Heng took paper and pen from the drawer.

He jotted down several important words.

A fish, having gained bright eyes, qualified to obtain the treasure.

When about the gain the treasure, the school of fish turned on each other, electing a new fish with bright eyes, who then got the treasure.

They gained the ability to observe other schools.

The school of fish equals pirates.

Bright eyes, perceiving things, predicting danger.

Perception and prediction resemble the abilities of a prophet encountered.

Island’s prophet, the leader of the Old Barrel Tavern, Mackintosh.

Wu Heng’s eyebrows furrowed deeper.

With a thought, the ghost Glenda flew out of his body, floating nearby, surveying the surroundings.

“Something wrong?”

Wu Heng said, “Do you remember where the leader of the Old Barrel Tavern was buried last time?”

“The cemetery on the hill behind, I know that place,” Glenda nodded.

“Go take a look, see if her body is still there.”

Glenda stared at him.

“Look at the body? You want to steal a corpse?”