The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 830 - 830 670 grasp it

Chapter 830: Chapter 670, grasp it Chapter 830: Chapter 670, grasp it “No, you’ll find out in a mont,” Wu Heng said, casually opening the “Mansion Skill” again.

The old chanist, leaning on his wooden cane, slowly walked out.

The brows of the three maids furrowed in unison as they glanced at the old man, then back at Wu Heng.

With his condition, could he still work?

After the old chanist ca out, his slightly clouded eyes sized up Wu Heng, as well as the three maids standing beside him.

He bowed respectfully, “Island Lord Wu Heng.”

And turning to Mini and the other two, he bowed as well, “A pleasure to et the young ladies.”

The three maids returned the gesture.

In the Snake Badge Consortium, everyone knew Wu Heng’s appearance was a disguise.

Now, the traits he exhibited were those of the Island Master of Gold and Silver Island.

Wu Heng introduced them, “These three are my maids, in charge of the entire operation of the Island Lord’s Mansion. You can find them if I’m not around.”

Then, introducing the old chanist, “This chanist will be joining us, counting as one of us from now on.”

After getting acquainted with each other.

Wu Heng continued, “Prepare dinner, we’ll talk after eating.”

“Yes.”

Mini headed to the kitchen, while Robey went out to call Shanaela.

Soon, when dinner was ready.

Everyone sat down together at the dining table to eat.

…

After dinner.

A storage room in the courtyard.

It was already dim outside, but the inside of the warehouse was still brightly lit.

The old chanist was resting in a chair.

Wu Heng asked, “Anything else you want to eat or drink?”

“Nothing more, my lord, the dinner was very hearty,” the old chanist said with a smile.

Wu Heng continued, “Before we start, I need to sign a Slavery Contract with you, to protect you and to protect .”

“You’ve thought things through; I have no objections.”

Wu Heng took out a Slavery Contract, and the old chanist pricked his collapsed fingertip, squeezing out a drop of blood that dropped onto the scroll.

A ball of energy flew out of the scroll and burrowed into the old chanist’s forehead.

Imdiately after, the old chanist’s eyes rolled back as he lurched backward.

The nearby skeleton attendant swiftly caught his outstretched arm.

And laid him flat on the ground.

Wu Heng was also startled.

He checked the situation; the breath was faint, and this body was indeed in a worn-out state.

He fed him a Spirit Potion and a Healing Potion.

The person slowly ca to his senses.

“Let’s not delay any longer; transform into a Corpse Ghost tonight,” Wu Heng said directly.

With his body in this condition, it wasn’t certain when he would go.

Although Wu Heng also knew the Revival Technique, it would be best to perform it in the original state.

“Agreed.”

Wu Heng began to prepare the ceremony, drawing various Array Patterns on the ground.

The old chanist brought out all the necessary materials he had prepared and arranged them in their proper places within the Formation.

Wu Heng also had a set of Corpse Ghost materials in his possession.

Previously prepared by the steward of Black Stone Town for himself, they were unused and had been kept in a Space Ring ever since.

“Go ahead and stand in the middle,” Wu Heng instructed.

The old chanist took a deep breath, straightened his back, making his body look more upright.

Then, Wu Heng unleashed Necromantic Power, beginning to activate the Array.

The Array Patterns gradually lit up, various ceremonial materials turned into a torrent of energy, swirling and winding around the aged body.

Ah~!

A painful groan echoed from the Array.

Flesh began to contract and wither as if drained of moisture and nutrients.

Under Wu Heng’s watch, a shriveled body gradually took shape.

Whoosh~!

The Array suddenly dispersed, and the energy disappeared.

After a few seconds of stillness, the shriveled body coiled in the middle of the Array slowly unfolded.

Then stood up, and walked out.

“My lord, it seems to be a success.”

“It is successful. This body will still need the nourishnt of Necromantic Power, and I will find a way for you,” Wu Heng said.

“Thank you, my lord.”

“Stay here for tonight, I’ll have soone find you a place tomorrow, and from now on, all the chanists here will be under your charge.”

“Very well, thank you for your trust.”

The old chanist took out a new set of clothes and a hooded cloak from his Space Ring and put them on.

He tossed his previous cane aside and followed Wu Heng out of the warehouse.

They walked up to the upper floor together.

…

Night fell.

Wu Heng washed up simply and then returned to his bedroom.

Shanaela sat in front of the dresser, looking at the mirror, and glanced behind her, “Finished the transformation?”

“It’s done. His body was too weak, couldn’t delay any further,” Wu Heng said as he sat down beside the bed.

Shanaela yawned and burrowed into the covers, “Tomorrow, I plan to showcase the bicycle at the exhibition to keep the event’s buzz, can you mass produce it on your end?”

Shanaela had ntioned the need for new products at the exhibition before.

But, since he had been to Lundham City, the matter had been put on hold.

Secondly, he was also sowhat unsure about what kind of product to release next, as the pens and watches had generated perhaps too much excitent.

“I should be able to mass produce. I’ll think about it when the ti cos,” Wu Heng said.

Shanaela nodded, “That’s good, just a little promotion, and the effect should be pretty decent.”

“You’re the boss,” Wu Heng said with a smile.

The night grew deeper.

The two of them embraced and fell into slumber.

…

At the exhibition.

The news of the new exhibit spread, and people flocked to the exhibition area in groups.

Be it the pens, watches, or the five bottles of Strengthening Potion sold, all had delivered a huge shock to everyone.

It was the ergence of the Gold and Silver Island products that had overnight replaced the quill.

Watches, on the other hand, changed people’s timing habits, no longer guesstimating about the ti but beginning to grasp it precisely.

This ti, it was unknown what kind of revolutionary product it would be.

Man, Gold and Silver Island sure is magical, producing one thing after another.

The crowd squeezed into the first-floor hall.

The central display area was already packed with people.

On the large screen hanging above, a new film was being played.

A handso elf man, riding a two-wheeled vehicle, a beautiful elf girl sitting in the rear seat.

Her long hair blowing in the wind, a happy smile on her face.

“A bicycle, what a strange na.”

“How do those two wheels stay balanced, it’s quite odd.”

“Probably only those with high agility can use it, other professions might fall over.”

“It looks so romantic, really suits the Elf Race.”

The onlookers chattered amongst themselves.

Curious about this new product, they also wondered how the wheels managed to stay side by side.

Was there a requirent for profession?

On the other side of the exhibit, a row of chanists took papers and pens, making sketches based on the promotional film and the sample on the counter.

Unlike the pens and watches.

This exhibit looked a lot simpler in chanism, with a fra holding up two wheels.

It seed like it could be replicated.

Last ti, disassembling the watch had cost various trading houses a lot of money, only to find out in the end that it couldn’t be replicated at all.

If this ti it could be prevented from coming out, maybe they could recuperate so losses.

As for copying the Island Lord’s Mansion products.

Heh!

Business is cruel, it is all about speed and skill.

Throughout the area, the sound of sketching filled the air.

…

Elsewhere.

Wu Heng, with the newly joined old chanist, arrived outside the Island Lord’s Mansion at a four-story building not far away.

After taking a look inside the building, he said, “This place will serve as your office from now on. Those skeleton chanists will also obey your commands.”

“Thank you, my lord,” the old chanist bowed.

With a casual wave, Wu Heng made boxes of blueprints appear.

“Here are so blueprints, take a look.”

The old chanist picked up a blueprint and upon first glance, his eyes instantly narrowed in concentration.

“Such orderly machinery, so special.”

He had heard that Gold and Silver Island possessed a set of chanical technology not found elsewhere.

Especially relying on these devices, all the pirates in the Erald Sea were cleared out.

It had even been posted in the newspapers of Gold and Silver Island.

Now it seed that these things really existed.

And…

If he could master this technology, could he possibly rise directly to level 18?

Reaching a new height.

Wu Heng watched as the other party stared at the blueprints.

He said, “I need you to master this and apply it to ships.”