The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 285: Chapter 237, Vice-executive Now_1

Andre Willow’s face turned even redder, she took a cautious glance at the room door and then gently sat on his lap.

Her fluffy tail stiffened.

Wu Heng felt the comforting softness wrap around him. He didn’t expect Wei’er to be so full-figured despite her slim appearance. He gently stroked her plush tail.

Andre Willow’s body stiffened even more.

She nestled into his chest, wrapping her arms around Wu Heng’s neck, her chin resting on his shoulder, she gasped, “Master, stop teasing.”

Wu Heng raised his hand to wrap around Andre Willow’s waist and gave her earlobe a light lick.

He picked her up, placed her on the bed beside him, and began to undo his belt.

Andre Willow covered her face with both hands. In a blink of an eye, she was completely naked. Her giant tail was all that shielded her most private area.

When the noise ceased, she timidly peeked through her fingers.

He was sitting across from her, admiring her.

“Master, stop looking.”

“Mmhm.” Wu Heng got up and pulled her into his embrace on the bed.

…

The next day, in the morning.

Wu Heng went straight to the guild hall.

Since nobody was in the lounge, he sat in the guild’s main hall for a while.

The matter of most of the city’s nobility dying had not spread through the town.

Nobody discussed it, and the Iron Guard Knights didn’t even investigate.

It was as if the incident never happened.

It seemed that the party held by those people in the manor was a secret affair.

The relatives would start inquiring about this matter, but that would take some time.

That’s for the better. The longer the time, the less likely they would find out anything.

Seeing that no one from his own squadron had come.

Wu Heng got up and walked out of the guild hall’s main door.

Just as he was about to go check on the renovation progress of ‘Money Cat’, someone hurriedly approached from behind.

Through an attendant, he shouted, “Captain Wu Heng, Miss Laisia asks for your presence.”

The man from the Snake Badge Consortium.

Wu Heng nodded, “Alright.”

Having said that, he walked towards the consortium’s building.

Inside the consortium, in the lounge.

Laisia, hands crossed over her chest, looked intently at Wu Heng with a slightly furrowed brow. She stared at him for several minutes.

Then she directly asked, “Did you cause the collective disappearance of the city’s elite? They certainly didn’t deserve that, even if they did support ‘Ereno’.”

Wu Heng’s eyes tightened, he didn’t expect the consortium to be so well informed.

But the direction of their intelligence had significantly deviated.

Laisia didn’t know that they were members of the ‘Secret Cultivation Hall’, she only thought that Wu Heng killed them because of the Lundham City affair.

Wu Heng decisively shook his head, “Not me. As a guild captain, I have moral boundaries. Why would I kill them without reason?”

Laisia continued to stare at him seriously, as if to discern the truth by observing his details.

The two were locked in a silent stare battle, each sizing the other up.

After a while, Laisia continued, “Are you certain it wasn’t you?”

“Your question is absurd. I don’t even know who the elites in the city are, let alone who supports whom,” answered Wu Heng.

Laisia glanced at him a couple more times, thinking that he did make sense, but based on her instincts, she said, “Hmph, I can’t completely believe you.”

Wu Heng counter questioned, “Did someone ask you to investigate?”

“No, but ever since the city’s elites started leaving or going missing, my work has become increasingly difficult,” Laisia leaned back in her chair and sighed.

“I thought it was something serious, so you’re worried because business is bad.”

“Just a casual inquiry,” Laisia lightly clapped her hands. An employee walked in from the door, holding two Skill Books, placing them reverently on the table.

Laisia introduced, “I’ve collected two Skill Books for you.”

Wu Heng nodded, hunching over for a closer look.

‘Withering Technique’, ‘Fake Death Technique’.

Both were undead skills.

Wu Heng took a glance and directly put them away.

These skills, in reality, wouldn’t have much use.

He directly said, “Help me find ‘Pestilence Skill’ and ‘Corpse Explosion Technique’ please.”

Laisia once again called the employee and began filling out the commission form.

Then she asked, “Has the guild’s appointment come yet?”

“No, the process seems quite complicated.”

“You won’t be transferred, will you?” Laisia looked at him once again.

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows and jokingly asked, “Can’t bear to part with me?”

“Of course, there aren’t many elites left in the city. If you leave, who will I rely on to conduct my business?”

“Hmph, women.”

The two chatted for a while, and the commission was finally completed.

Wu Heng bid her farewell and promptly left the consortium.

…

Upon returning home.

Wu Heng went straight back to the study, taking out the two newly acquired Skill Books to examine them.

In the afternoon, the skills were unlocked consecutively.

[Skill unlocked: Withering Technique.]

[Skill unlocked: Fake Death Technique.]

…

He proceeded to the Zombie World, emerging from a room in the vicinity.

It seemed to have rained last night. The air was filled with a humid, fetid smell.

It was good, in a sense, because it washed away the traces of blood and rotten flesh left after the battles all over the place.

Just as he pressed the walkie-talkie to summon Li Yahong.

His hand stilled as he pushed back a window and leaned out to listen carefully.

The enhancement of his senses made his hearing and vision greatly surpass ordinary people. Amid the chaotic noises, he caught the faint sound of gunfire.

And it was very intense.

Gunshots?

The garage had no guns, and the place where the gunshots were coming from was a considerable distance away from here.

Was Flame God Shelter clearing out zombies?

It shouldn’t be. They had a safe passage through this area and they shouldn’t be engaging zombies in battle.

And firing their guns here? This was calling for death!

He pressed the walkie-talkie again and called Li Yahong.

As he opened the door to go downstairs, Li Yahong was coming up from below.

“Going out?” asked Li Yahong.

Instead of answering, Wu Heng counter questioned, “Did anyone fire a gun nearby?”

“Not sure, haven’t noticed anyone firing a gun.” Li Yahong shook her head.

“Call everyone from the convoy, let’s go out for a while.”

“Alright!”

…

The convoy was heading towards the source of the gunshots.

By now, Li Yahong and the others could also hear the harsh sound of gunshots.

The zombies along the way were all attracted by the gunshots and scattered.

Wu Heng didn’t let the convoy close in, stopping them at a safe distance.

Soon, the Spectral ‘Xiao Xiao’ flew back from the air and the distant gunshots abruptly ceased.

Xiao Xiao dove into the vehicle and gesticulated, “There were several bad guys over there. They should be dead now.”

“Bad guys? How did Xiao Xiao know they were bad guys?” Li Yahong asked.

“They got into a fight. They said they wanted to rob stuff at the intersection, which attracted a horde of zombies. So, two of them started to fight, and the firearms went off in all directions.”

Wu Heng and Li Yahong shared a glance.

Both of them looked a bit surprised.

Nice going, someone was waiting here to rob the refugees coming for a trade.

That was a good plan indeed.

“I’ll go take a look,” Wu Heng said.

“Okay!” Xiao Xiao replied, spiraling half a round and diving into Wu Heng’s body.

A scene immediately appeared in his mind.

Xiao Xiao, following the sound of the gunshots, easily found the location where the fight had just happened.

From a ramen shop by the road, bullets were being fired incessantly, knocking down the zombies outside.

Xiao Xiao flew into the store, where he spotted six people. Only two of them had guns, and the remaining had spears made of metal pipes.

Someone was swearing loudly, “F***! We should not have gone to rob them; now we are about to die here.”

“Damn it, I was doing it for us all! Did you not play with the women we captured or eat the food we took? Now that we are in danger, you are scared,” the other person retorted.

“F*** you, I deserved everything I got. If it wasn’t for…” One of them was cursing. Unaware, the back of his gun-holding hand was bitten by a zombie.

The rest of the people were startled when they saw him get bitten.

Another gun was aimed at the man who got bitten.

The other side also showed a terrified face, shouting, “If I die, none of you will live.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The gunfire resumed, but this time not towards the zombies.

They were shooting at each other, striking the wall and raising a dust cloud.

The zombie horde from outside rushed in, killing the remaining survivors.

The gnawing went on until nothing was left.

…

“So, how was it?” Li Yahong asked.

“Those people are all dead now.” Wu Heng answered, and continued, “Tell all the skeletons to get off the vehicle and prepare for battle.”

Clatter! Clatter!

Groups of skeletons leaped off the trucks, forming a tight formation in front.

“Move forward.”

Clatter! Clatter!

The skeletons moved forward with their spears, marching in large strides.

The zombies that were about to disperse from the streets immediately noticed the approaching group of skeletons, and charged towards them with heart-wrenching screams.

Wu Heng was watching the distance to the target, “Throw the spears, now!”

Whoosh~! Whoosh~!

The spears came down from the sky again and again.

Crowds of zombies were impaled and fell to the ground.

After the javelin attack, Wu Heng ordered another attack. Big Guy and other skeletons transformed from mutated zombies, led ordinary skeletons to charge forward.

A large number of zombies were knocked to the ground, and close-range fights began.

The spear-wielding skeleton lines moved forward, fighting against the zombies.

A cacophony of battle echoed all around.

…

Night fell.

Zombies in bits and pieces, dragging their bodies, continued to crawl over.

They were crushed into meat mud by Big Guy.

Wu Heng walked over, checked the vehicles of those survivors.

There were four cars in total, two of which were filled with flour and photovoltaic panels. They must have been intercepted.

The other two were the living supplies of these people.

A pity they were of no use now.

Wu Heng walked into the shop and collected both guns and bullets.

After some thought, he used the “Communicate with the Dead” [] on a body that had turned into a zombie.

It was the ruthless person who was first bitten by a zombie and then sprayed bullets at his companions.

The corpse opened its eyes and involuntarily uttered a hoarse ‘eheh’ sound.

“Where did you get the guns?” Wu Heng asked.

“There’s a military base ahead. We got them from there,” the corpse replied.

“Is there a landmark infrastructure over there?”

“There’s a ‘Green Peak Living Plaza’.”

“Are there any remaining supplies or weapons there?” Wu Heng continued to inquire.

“Lots of military vehicles and weapons.”

After answering the questions, the body lay down again.

Zombies could only answer three questions, and only those they had witnessed before being infected.

These guys were lucky enough to have gotten two guns.

As Wu Heng left the shop, he said, “Let Qiangzi and the others drive these cars back.”

“Okay.” Li Yahong took out a walkie-talkie, and the convoy in the distance turned on their headlights, driving directly over.

Wu Heng continued to have the skeletons clean up the battlefield, collecting all the bodies.

Then he unleashed “Dead Bones Battlefield,” and a large number of skeletons stood up.

They kept busy until late at night, and didn’t return to the bus station until then.

Li Yahong followed him back to their quarters right away.

…

The next morning, early.

Upon returning to Lundham City, Wu Heng first went to the association to check in.

He had hardly stayed in the lounge for a minute.

Knock! Knock!

The door was knocked.

“Come in!”

The door was opened just a bit, and an employee poked his head in.

Respectfully, he said, “Captain, the executive asks for your presence.”

Wu Heng’s eyes narrowed, having an idea.

Looks like the results are out.

“Alright!”

Leaving the rest room, he went directly to the executive’s office.

Pushing the door open, the executive Gomez showed a soft smile.

“You called for me, sir?”

“Yes, the headquarters sent the appointment, you are now the vice-executive.”