Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Chapter 670, Are you a new maid?

The old man walked in behind the coffin.

He was holding a wooden crutch in his hand, his body was stooped, and his steps were very difficult.

Wu Heng looked at the other party, guessing his identity and the purpose of following him in.

Although the consortium does all kinds of business, when it comes to the commission of corpses and skeletons, it will not bring in outsiders at will.

As for Wu Heng, he came all the way here to buy corpses to prevent the news from leaking out.

This kind of thing cannot be taken openly, especially when a stranger is brought in.

Wu Heng needs a reasonable explanation.

Leitili noticed Wu Heng's gaze, first smiled, and then explained softly, "Mr. Costas Alvarez, a level 17 weapon master in the Kingdom of Celtic, will be able to break through to level 18 in a few years. It just so happens that you have talents in this area.”

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked at the other party again.

On my orders, I always wrote about corpses, but I never wrote about talents.

Moreover, talents are uncontrollable, so how can skeletons be safe?

The old man looked here with somewhat cloudy eyes, and tried his best to behave like a noble, "Costas Alvarez, I have met the mage. Please forgive me for coming here, but you also saw that my time Not much left, I can feel the limit of my body, maybe just for a few days."

"Hello." Wu Heng nodded, and then asked, "Does this have anything to do with my order?"

The old man said directly: "Master Mage, I am willing to give up all my wealth, please help me survive."

Wu Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was exactly what he had guessed.

He planned to let himself prolong his life.

Level 17 artificers were even rarer than combat professions of the same level. They should also be people with a certain degree of power, otherwise Leitili would not have personally arranged a meeting between the two parties.

Wu Heng said calmly: "In the restriction laws of the association and various countries, it is illegal to force life extension in special ways, regardless of whether I have the ability or not."

Forcing people to live requires paying a corresponding price.

For example, for the vampire's blood cup, you need to kill people to obtain blood, and you have to drink it for a period of time before you become a light-blooded person.

It can be said that if you want to survive, to a certain extent, you need more people to die.

Once this kind of thing is found to be carried out in an organized manner, it will be regarded as a cult, and individuals will also be put on a wanted order.

The old man continued: "Master Mage, according to the Association Act, the undead creatures transformed by the Necromancer will also have a compliant identity with reasonable reasons and supervision."

This article is based on the Necromancer's subsidiary act.

In other words, for a necromancer with a legal identity, the ghosts and skeleton attendants around him also have legal identities.

Will not be considered undead.

The other party has studied it more deeply and has thought of this.

Wu Heng then asked, "Then what can I get? I am not short of money."

Wu Heng also has several ways to extend his life.

For example, the ritual of transforming into a ghost or a corpse.

And the [sacrifice stick] that can take other people's bodies.

But you can't just introduce someone here and help him.

Otherwise, there are so many creatures in the world, how can I help everyone survive?

The old man said again: "The greatest value is myself. I am a level 17 magic weapon master. I will be loyal to you and undertake the corresponding work for you."

Leitili also followed and said: "Mr. Costas, who holds the position of deputy dean at the Magical Weapon Research and Development Institute of the Kingdom of Celtic, has very high skills and organizational skills. It is also because you need such talents. I I just recommended it to you.”

Vice dean?

Wuheng does need high-level professionals, especially weapon masters and alchemists.

But there are also concerns.

Will it bring trouble to yourself if you recruit living people?

Regardless of this matter, Treasure Island is still developing according to the plan. Regardless of this matter, there may be some changes.

"You have such a status, but there is no internal way to help you survive?"

The other party replied, "I am too old and there is no time to find other methods for me."

"Do you have any enemies?"

"No, you don't need to worry about that."

Wu Heng then asked, "How do you plan to live?"

The old man shook the wooden stick in his hand and said, "I have prepared the materials for the ghoul. If you have better suggestions, you can tell me."

Wu Heng looked at him and thought for a moment.

He nodded and agreed, "I can promise you, but you won't be so free in the future and you have to do things for me."

"As long as you still let me work as an artificer, I don't have many hobbies in my life."

"Okay, I agree." Wu Heng said calmly.

A smile appeared on the old man's face, "Then I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay." Wu Heng nodded.

The old man saluted again and then exited the room.

…

There were two people left in the room again.

Leitili came over to please her and said: "You have always emphasized that you want a high-level artificer. I just got the news that he wants to live, so I will bring it to you."

Wu Heng understood what she meant.

It is difficult to meet a level 17 weapon master. If Wu Heng does not agree, the other party may find other necromancers or some sects to cooperate.

Maybe the body won't be available either.

So, both sides did a favor and arranged this meeting today.

"Be thoughtful in doing things and don't cause us unnecessary trouble." Wu Heng still reminded.

Letili said softly, "I know. If this happens again next time, I will kill it and send it to you."

"Introduce the bodies in the coffin!" Wu Heng's eyes fell on the coffin beside him.

Letili said, "There are four bodies in total, two alchemists, level 15 and level 10 respectively, and two blacksmiths, whose level is around level 10."

Alchemists are not bad. At present, the biggest demand for blacksmiths is to make solid iron bullets for flying dragon bombs.

And repair the weapons of the skeleton army.

The number of skeleton troops is too large, and the number of people required for repair is not a small number.

So it is relatively useful.

"Let's settle!" Wu Heng said.

Letili calculated the balance, and Wu Heng took out the corresponding gold coins.

At the same time, she took out the first volume of the Great Detective novel, put it on the table, and pushed it to the other party, "I didn't say I wanted this novel last time. A friend of mine has been to Treasure Island, so I just brought you one."

Leidili picked it up and took a look.

When she turned to the first page and saw the signature inside, her eyes lit up instantly and curved into a crescent.

It was signed by the island owner.

Some things are precious the fewer and harder they are to get.

"With the island owner's autograph, your friend is really capable." Leidili looked at the other party and praised.

Then, she leaned forward again and gently put her arm around the other party, "I heard that pens and watches are still being sold on the island. Your friend, please help bring one of each next time. He admires the island owner very much."

"Don't be too greedy."

"No way, he gave money, not for nothing."

"There's a chance, I'm not sure if he can get it."

Leidili smiled and said, "If you want to give it to me, how can I not get it."

Wu Heng didn't say much, he got up and put all the coffins into the space ring.

Then he said, "I'll go back first, you continue to help me collect corpses!"

"Okay, guest." Letili nodded.

Walk out of the room.

The old man just walked out of another room, bowed and followed behind, and walked out of the consortium building together.

Wu Heng called a carriage, left the city, and came to an uninhabited wasteland.

He opened the [Mansion Spell] casually and said, "This is the space I opened up, you can live normally, you go in first, and I will take you out when I return to where I live."

"Yes, Master Mage." The old mechanic nodded and walked in directly.

Wu Heng then waved, and tables, chairs, and snacks appeared in the mansion spell, "Don't move other accessories."

"Yes."

The mansion spell closed, and the stone door and cracks disappeared.

Wu Heng summoned the ghost train and returned to Treasure Island.

...

The island owner's mansion.

When Wu Heng returned, it was almost dusk.

Three maids went out to greet him, "Master."

"Well, is everything okay at home!" Wu Heng said with a smile.

"It's okay. Sister Shannella came just now, but she went back when she saw you weren't there." Minnie walked over and helped him take off his coat.

"Call her at dinner time and ask her if she wants to come and eat with us?"