Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Not a burial? Direct incineration?

Isn't this a bit personal?

"Incinerated together with the other corpses of the God's Punishment Cult." Seeing his serious expression, Altluk continued: "Not transforming will save you a lot of trouble. Wait a few years and become the captain with your merits. There will be many more in the future. It’s opportunity.”

Everyone can see Blackstone Town's attitude towards the Necromancer.

Really asking him to transform a level 12 corpse only makes people wonder if there is anything special going on.

Moreover, Wu Heng has only been a professional for a long time, and he already has a level 3 meritorious service on his body. If he is transferred to a place where this aspect is not strict as a captain, he will have a chance to have skeletons.

There is no need to be serious about this kind of thing.

There are some things that a person can not change much, but more to adapt and accept.

"Well, forget it if you don't allow it." Wu Heng sat down on the side and continued to ask: "Where will the body be incinerated?"

"This is our mission tonight. Kavina continues to recover from her injuries. I, you and Yuli need to cooperate with the guards to burn one of the corpses."

"One of them? And burned separately?"

"The first team and the second team are responsible for the body of the elder. We are responsible for the body of the two backbones who controlled the crow, as well as the bodies of the two ordinary members."

"Oh, I understand." Wu Heng nodded.

"The incineration time is dusk. I will have someone go to your residence to inform you then. Don't forget it." Altluk warned.

"Okay, I understand Captain."

After walking out of the association, Wu Heng walked directly to his home.

I was thinking about the corpse.

Neither Blackstone Town nor the Association agreed to his transformation of corpses.

There are two options now. One is to do this first. As the captain said, there will be many opportunities in the future.

Moreover, high-level skeletons are not difficult to obtain later.

The combat power displayed by that giant deformed zombie should be at the level of a 12th-level elder.

The second is to think of a way before incineration. As long as the body is transported to the zombie world, they will not find any evidence.

But be careful not to let anyone discover anything.

Thinking about countermeasures in his mind, he returned to his residence.

After packing up his things, he took Bassen out of the house again.

Arriving outside the city, he entered a carriage with an empty sign and drove towards the distance.

…

The carriage drove into the manor yesterday.

I paid the admission fee at the door and entered the hall directly.

At this time, there are not many people in the black market and the number of stalls is also very small.

Wu Heng strolled around the stalls casually. There was nothing he really needed, but he saw the stall owner who was selling shrouds last night.

The posture was still the same as yesterday, as if stiff.

After a casual glance, he went directly to the second floor.

The layout of the second floor is somewhat similar to that of the Professionals Association.

There is a bar on the front, with a middle-aged man standing behind the bar. There is a seating area and a notice board on the side.

There are some reward requests posted on it. In addition to the rewards for some contraband items, there are also rewards for information.

Good guy, this is completely a professional association in the underground world, and the forms are almost the same.

It also has fewer restrictions than associations and is a more open platform.

After a brief glance, Wu Heng walked directly to the front desk.

The middle-aged man straightened his collar, stood up and said respectfully, "Hello, guest."

Wu Heng nodded slightly, took out the bill from his arms, placed it at the front desk and pushed it over, "Take them all out."

"Oh, okay, please go to the lounge and wait a moment." The middle-aged man introduced him to a room and asked him to wait a moment.

Not long after, the door opened again, and two tall women walked in, each holding a wooden box in their hands.

One is narrow and flat, close to the size of a cosmetic gift box, and the other is long and slender, and inside may be a scroll or a staff and a long sword.

"Sir, this is the goods you have here."

The woman placed the wooden box on the table, bowed again and exited the room.

After the two left, Wu Heng opened the narrow wooden box first.

On top, is a book.

[Grey Eagle Sword Technique]

(Description: A book that records inherited swordsmanship.)

A swordsmanship book?

Is there such a thing in this world?

He also believed that the swordsmen and warriors in this world all relied on their combat experience to slash at random, and there really was no such thing as swordsmanship.

I don’t know if swordsmanship is a skill.

Underneath the books are neatly stacked silver coins.

A rough count, I'm afraid there are three to four hundred.

Speaking of which, it can be considered a huge sum of money.

Then, he continued to open another slender wooden box, and inside was a slender metal sword.

The blade of the sword has a water-like pattern, and the hand guard is shaped like a feather, which looks very gorgeous.

【Silver Wing Water Pattern Sword】

(Description: Will give the user a 'swift' effect, making the body light and sensitive.)

No wonder those wanted criminals must snatch this thing back. "

The magic prop itself is expensive, and since it is a long sword with the largest audience, it may be sold for a sky-high price.

Put both items away.

Wu Heng pulled the rope on the side again, and the sound of a copper bell sounded at the door.

A female staff member walked in again, saluted and asked, "Guest, what are your orders?"

"I'd like to exchange some silver coins."

"Guest, exchange of artifacts, or exchange of equal value in currency?"

"Gold."

The woman was obviously taken aback. She looked up in surprise and then quickly lowered her head, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The door closed and soon opened again.

The middle-aged man from before came in with some utensils, "Guest, do you want to exchange silver coins? The exchange ratio we provide is 1 gold coin for 1,000 silver coins."

The currency ratio in this world is that 100 copper coins are equal to 1 silver coin, and 1,000 silver coins are equal to 1 gold coin.

In normal life, silver coins can completely solve most monetary expenditures, and even ordinary people will never see such things as gold coins in their lifetime.

But gold coins still exist, and shops and consortiums are willing to provide convenient exchange.

"Okay." Wu Heng took out a 30-gram gold bar, put it on the table and pushed it over.

It was also in the gold shop that he saw what gold bars looked like.

A 30-gram gold bar is much smaller than imagined.

Normally, a gold coin issued by the kingdom weighs 33 grams.

"Guest, please wait."

The middle-aged man began to inspect and weigh the gold bars.

After confirming that it is correct, he continued: "There is no problem with the gold. We will give you 1,000 silver coins to top up the price."

The other party probably means that the weight of gold is a little lighter, but it is still exchanged according to 33 grams.

It seems that the consortium prefers gold.

Soon, the silver coins were prepared.

There was a small box full, and at the same time, the middle-aged man handed over a emblem and said softly: "Guest, this is the silver coin you exchanged. At the same time, you can enjoy some special treatment with the emblem."

"What kind of treatment will you receive?"

"For example, if you have something that is inconvenient to handle, you can entrust us to handle it, or if you need any props and materials, we can bring them to you from outside."

Wuheng feels pretty good, not as rigid as the Association.

Putting away the emblem, Bassen took the wooden box from the opponent's hand.

With the respectful attitude of the staff, I walked down to the second floor.

He came to the man selling a bunch of unearthed items and asked, "What is this?"

"The shroud has the effect of hiding the body."

"What's the price?" Wu Heng asked knowingly.

"There will be some discomfort when used by living creatures, but it's not serious."

"How much?"

"Fifteen hundred silver coins."

"Okay, I want it." Ask Basson to put down the money and hand it to the other party.

The stall owner in black robe counted the number of silver coins and nodded, "Take it away."

"Take it!"

Basson bent down and picked up the shroud.

After browsing the black market again, he turned around and left.

…

Dusk, Association of Professionals.

Underground morgue.

After each team confirmed the appearance of the body, they tied the linen cloth tightly again.

Then he roughly carried the body and walked outside.

Wu Heng glanced at the direction the first team left.

Ghost Xiaoxiao separated from his body and chased in the direction he left.