The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 1379: 990: You Have No Right to Use Private Punishme

Chapter 1379: Chapter 990: You Have No Right to Use Private Punishnt_2

Instead of waiting for the other party to assign tasks to yourself, it’s better to take the initiative and be prepared in advance.

Wu Heng said, “I’ve already written a letter to the headquarters, intending to revoke your wanted order as a guarantor. Once the wanted order is lifted, I will arrange channels to nurture you into a ‘Hero’. This way, Gold and Silver Island will have two heroes in residence, significantly enhancing its safety.”

Viola’s pupils constricted slightly, and her breath beca unconsciously rapid for a mont.

A hero…

She had risked her life for the Church of Divine Punishnt for many years, yet remained at Level 18.

The increased prestige might have been an effect brought by the association’s wanted order.

Unexpectedly, now she was about to gain an opportunity for promotion from a forr enemy, just as they had discussed before signing the contract.

And he genuinely intended to make her a hero.

Viola took a deep breath, suddenly stood up, and knelt on one knee, “Thank you for your nurturing, My Lord! From now on, I will do my utmost to serve Gold and Silver Island.”

Wu Heng was also taken aback by the sudden gesture, thinking it was a very loyal act fitting of the underworld.

In fact, both of them were bound by a contract, so this kind of loyalty was not very significant, but he could understand the other party’s feelings.

For all Level 18 professionals, the lifelong goal is to beco a hero.

Wu Heng waved his hand, indicating she need not be overly formal, “This is a win-win situation, you deserve this position.”

Cultivating loyal strong individuals was indeed one of his plans.

Initially, he considered recruiting the Deceit Puppet Master from headquarters, but unfortunately, the other party did not want to get involved in his disputes with the church. Now, Viola’s joining just filled this gap.

Also experinting whether his original thod of promoting reputation was useful for other professionals.

After Viola sat back down, they suddenly ran out of topics to discuss.

The living room fell silent for a few seconds.

Wu Heng asked, “Does your witch profession, like the priest, also require belief in a deity?”

Viola first nodded, then shook her head, “It’s sowhat similar, but essentially different. We believe in the ‘Shelter Master’. We don’t directly gain divine power, but we get elental affinity and on ability.”

“Who is your Shelter Master?”

“Smoke Demon!” She replied candidly, “It grants a smoke form and crisis foresight.”

The na of this Shelter Master really matched her abilities.

“How did you beco a witch? Is there also a Professional Scroll?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

Viola’s eyes darkened slightly, “When I was young, my house caught fire, and just as I was about to be burned to death, a strange smoke turned into a tentacle in front of . I grabbed it and connected with the Shelter Master. Later, as I grew older, I found that I couldn’t use any Profession Change Scroll, and only then realized I had beco a witch with so special abilities.”

By grabbing a tentacle ford from smoke, she beca a witch?

This way of changing professions was sothing he had never heard of before.

Similarly in a fire, Gran beca a ghost, while Viola beca a witch.

It should be related to the choice of spirit monster, as the Smoke Demon chose Viola, making her a witch.

“What does the Shelter Master demand in return?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

“Perhaps… just devotion.” Viola rubbed her sleeve, “The Shelter Master has never demanded anything tangible, and I am always grateful.”

Wu Heng nodded, “It’s good there are no side effects. If you ever feel sothing’s wrong, you can change your Shelter Master.”

Viola remained silent and did not respond.

Wu Heng continued, “Wait for news from the headquarters, then I’ll arrange for you to beco a hero. In the anti, familiarize yourself with the island’s affairs or spend more ti training.”

“Yes, My Lord.” Viola replied respectfully.

Wu Heng stood up and walked towards the upstairs, while Viola continued back towards the training room.

Returning to the study room.

The Lady was at the desk, frowning as she wrote a cultivation technique.

The serious look made it seem that it was not as smooth as she claid.

Wu Heng even doubted whether this cultivation technique could be written out from mory, and if there were mistakes, would it get him killed while practicing?

Heroes are not afraid of common professionals’ attacks; he wondered if this immortality characteristic would still work if there were errors in his cultivation.

Gran was by the window reading a book.

Wu Heng walked over and talked quietly with her about the consortium matters.

All along, Gran acted as his strategist, having read a lot and possessing her own insights on analyzing affairs.

Gran also thought it was a good thing, noting that with the current situation on Gold and Silver Island, there wasn’t much to worry about.

One person and one ghost chatted in low voices.

As the sky gradually darkened, Wu Heng went downstairs to greet Mini and the others.

He cast the [Teleportation Technique] to head to the Steward Mansion.

Pushing open the door, the aroma of food greeted him.

Shi Yali pulled him to sit at the dining table, “Quick, try my cooking.”

Xi Ligui was on the other side, pouring him fruit wine.

…

The next day.

After returning from the sisters, Wu Heng summoned Retili to discuss the agreent matters.

Retili took the agreent, and upon seeing a discount better than ordinary chambers of comrce, she slightly smiled, her eyes flashing with a hint of pride.

No matter the extent of the discount, as long as it was lower than other chambers of comrce, it demonstrated her negotiation skills were recognized, and it provided a good report for the headquarters.

“Thank you, My Lord.” Retili held the agreent with both hands, solemnly saluting, “I will imdiately send the agreent back to the consortium headquarters, and the funds will be arranged as soon as possible.”

Wu Heng took a sip from his teacup and stated blandly, “Don’t interfere with the Wood Elf region.”

Retili smiled and nodded, “Rest assured, I will explain personally to headquarters, and your plans for the Wood Elves will not be affected.”

“Alright, you may go about your business.” Wu Heng waved his hand dismissively.

Retili bowed again and turned to leave.

The staccato rhythm of high heels clacked on the marble floor until her figure disappeared.

After the other party left.

Wu Heng pondered today’s arrangents, confirming nothing was left, and then.

He rose and headed upstairs.

Returning to the study room, Gran was hovering in mid-air, flipping through a book, while “the Lady” was at the desk, controlling a pen that rustled over paper, filled with dense text.

“Where are Xiao Xiao and Bella?” Wu Heng asked.

Gran, without lifting her head, lazily pointed downstairs, “Probably playing gas, I heard Xiao Xiao shouting just now.”

Wu Heng said, “Call them and let’s go visit the Zombie World later.”

“Okay.” Gran closed the book, her form fading as she passed through the floor and disappeared.

Wu Heng sat beside “the Lady”, glanced at what she was writing, and smiled, “How’s the progress?”

The Lady suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with resentnt, “You guess?”

She seed like an overworked office worker carrying a heavy grudge.

Wu Heng chuckled, “Don’t rush; take your ti.”

“You were rushing before, and now you’re telling not to hurry?” The Lady snorted coldly, placing her pen on the table.

“I’m just worried you’d be under too much pressure.” Wu Heng shrugged.

The Lady fell silent for a mont, sighed, “Ti has passed, and I have to recall many details carefully… Don’t rush ; I will get it done.”

Wu Heng nodded, “Alright, I believe in you.”

At that mont, Xiao Xiao floated in first, followed by Gran and Bella.

“Uncle! Are we going to see mom?” Xiao Xiao excitedly approached and leaned on his shoulder.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, “Sure, since there’s nothing urgent today.”

“Yay!” Xiao Xiao cheered.

The original plan was not to go, but there was no helping it now, the child missed her mom.

“Let’s go, we’ll head over first.” Wu Heng said.

All four ghosts rged into his body, Wu Heng opened the boundary door, and walked through it.

Exiting the boundary door, they arrived at the monitoring room.

The screen showed zombies wandering restlessly in the prison.

Wu Heng released the ghosts and took them to the prison area.

“Uncle, I checked, no zombies have reached Level 20; there’s no need to go.” Little Fei ca back and reported.

“Release the captives.” Wu Heng walked to a prison, used [Mansion Skill] to reveal what was inside.

Five prisoners dressed in tattered divine robes were lying in the corner; the once tidy church robes were now filthy and unrecognizable.

Upon hearing movent, only two barely lifted their heads, their murky eyes showing weakness and unwillingness.

“Wu Heng… Leader…” one of them croaked, as his cracked lips oozed traces of blood, “We demand the association’s intervention… you have no right… to use private punishnt on us…”

Wu Heng said, “Your deaths have probably been reported back to the Holy Hall.”