The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 60: Chapter 60, Polishing Cooperation_l

Upon returning to the neighborhood, Wu Heng started implementing the Bone Manipulation Skill on the corpse.

Not long after, Xiao Xiao floated back and said, “Uncle, they didn’t leave. They

have started making iron spears.”

It seemed that their opponents were also smart.

They didn’t simply run away while he was leading a team out.

The biggest possibility of running away was being killed by zombies. Staying and making iron spears offered a chance to secure food.

“Mmm, you did well,” praised Wu Heng.

“Heehee, when can I watch TV? I really want to watch TV,” Xiao Xiao asked,

clinging onto his shoulder.

“Current TV is all commercials, what’s so good about it.

Even if they could generate electricity now, he wasn’t sure if they could still watch TV, and there was nobody at the TV station anymore. What could they even watch?

“I just want to watch, no matter what it is.”

“Let’s resolve the power issue first, then I’ll let you watch.

“Okay.”

The human and the spirit chatted casually while continuing to manipulate the

bones.

Black Stone Town.

After organizing everything, Wu Heng decided to go out for dinner.

Exiting the alley, he saw his landlord standing at the entrance chatting with

neighbors.

Seeing Wu Heng come out, the landlord said, “You’re home?

“What’s up?”

“Someone came looking for you this afternoon, even kicked your door. If I hadn’t noticed, she might have even broken your door,” complained the landlord.

“Who was it? She’s so rude.”

“A petite young girl with curly hair.”

With this description, Wu Heng already knew who it was.

Yuli.

“Did she say what she wanted?” Wu Heng probed further.

“She wants you to go to the Guild.”

“Okay.”

“Tell that girl not to kick the door anymore. If she breaks it, we have to fix it, which is such a hassle,” the landlord instructed while looking at his retreating figure.

Wu Heng waved his hand to show that he understood.

He headed towards the Guild, walked through the corridor, and arrived at the

fourth squad’s rest area.

He pushed the door and entered.

The team leader, Autruck, Cavina and Yuli were all in the lounge.

Cavina’s injury seemed to have healed. The bandages wrapped around her arm were already removed.

Seeing Wu Heng walk in, Yuli raised her eyebrows, “Wu Heng, where did you

run off to? Why weren’t you home?”

“Do I need to report to you wherever I go?” He sat down and added, “Also, the landlord said the next time you kick the door, he’s going to report you to the Guild for destroying his furnishings.”

“Don’t talk nonsense. I knocked with my hand.”

“You kicked with your foot!”

Autruck and Cavina looked surprised at the pair.

They wondered when the two became so close. When they first met, they wouldn’t even talk to each other.

Cough cough-!

Autruck coughed lightly, indicating to the bickering duo to wait a moment. He continued, “Let’s discuss official matters first, then we can discuss the door knocking issue.”

“I didn’t kick it, humph!” Yuli grumpily turned away.

Autruck continued, “Wu Heng, Yuli has already obtained concrete information. Tonight we will carry out the commission, and at the same time hone the squad’s teamwork.”

This….

Yesterday when he came to the Guild, Autruck told him that they would accept some commissions to practice their teamwork.

He never expected that they would get the information this quickly.

Could it be that they had already started planning this? They just notified him a

bit later.

“I have no problem with it. What kind of commission?” Wu Heng asked. “These three men.” Autruck took out three portraits of the wanted criminals and handed them to Wu Heng.

The three men in the portraits looked quite unkempt and dirty.

“What did they do?”

“Robbery, murder. After being wanted, they ran to Black Stone Town. “Oh, where are we going to catch them? Do we need them alive or dead?” “According to our intelligence, they are now staying at the ‘Red-faced Mermaid Inn’ in the East District, a hub for mercenaries. Be careful when you’re there; it doesn’t matter if they’re dead or alive.”

The Red-faced Mermaid Inn has a certain reputation in the East District.

Not only is it an inn, but the first floor also houses a tavern where mercenaries often gather.

If chaos ensues, the reputation of the Professional Association may not necessarily deter everyone.

“So, what’s the plan?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

Autruck glanced at the other two team members and continued, “We first confirm the target’s location, and we’ll discuss the plan later.

“Okay.”

Actually, it’s not anything special, just a regular operation to capture and arrest

a fugitive.

The source of the intel is simple, it was obtained from Vice-executive Slyther. It would be somewhat difficult for Yuli, who had just arrived in Black Stone Town, to find out this information.

East District, Red-faced Mermaid Inn.

A group of half-drunk customers lingered at the entrance, in the dark alley, radiant women with half-undone dresses were kissing passionately with men. Alcohol and beautiful women attracted the mercenaries to come here, to expend their surplus energy.

In a building diagonally across, the Fourth Squad members were sitting by the window, chatting leisurely while waiting.

Soon, a Black Feathered Crow flew in through the window, landing behind the seat and morphed back into Yuli.

She picked up the water glass, took a big sip, then said, “I flew around the second floor window, but didn’t see anyone resembling the descriptions.”

“He must be in disguise.” Cavina said.

Wu Heng nodded in agreement.

People in this world don’t have many leisure activities. Going to an inn to drink and find women is probably the best way to kill time.

When there are too many people, it naturally becomes harder to find your target.

Julie looked at Autruck and said, “Captain, what’s the next step? Should I fly another round?”

“I’ll go in and have a look, wait for my message.” Autruck responded directly. “Not a good idea.” Wu Heng shookhis head and explained under their puzzled gazes, “Captain, as soon as you enter the inn, many mercenaries will recognize you. The fugitives will hide, making it more difficult to find them.”

“What’s your idea then?” Autruck looked at him.

“I’ll go, wait for my message.”

He hardly showed his face in the Professional Association. Outside of the team members and the staff, few know who he is.

Among the mercenaries who knew him, the number was basically zero.

The main reason being, Xiao Xiao has already spotted a man resembling the fugitive inside the tavern.

If he didn’t go in, there would be no reason to inform the squad they had found the target.

And he couldn’t disclose Xiao Xiao s situation.

“Okay, be careful then.” Autruck said.

“Mmm.” Wu Heng nodded, then went downstairs.

Stepping out of the house, he walked straight towards the tavern across the street.

He hadn’t gotten far when a slim, shifty-eyed man approached him quickly. Wu Heng gestured for Basen not to interfere.

The man came closer, spoke in a hushed tone, “Friend, first time here? How about trying a Paradise Potion – it makes you very comfortable, very happy, and gives you an experience like never before. And the price isn’t high.” Scientists in this world are not inferior to those in the modern world when it comes to drug development. In fact, they might be even better.

Seeing Wu Heng¹ s decent clothing and the obvious bodyguard character behind him, the man might have thought he was a worthwhile client.

Ignoring him, he continued on his way.

Entering the inn.

The loud noise, strong smell of alcohol, and sweat hit him square in the face. Aside from those at the tables drinking, there were also a few robust men with weapons standing around watching.

Wu Heng found a seat and sat down.

A scantily-clad woman immediately came over, “What would you like to drink, sir?”

“Cloudy Cocktail.”

The lady glanced at Basen who sat by the side, his sturdy figure pretty evident even with a round helmet on, “Would he like something to drink?”

“He doesn’t need anything.”

“55 copper coins.” The woman said with a smile, bending down slightly, lowering her already low-cut blouse even more.

Although Wu Heng usually frequented crowded area pubs, he was still familiar with the practices here.

He took out a silver coin and slipped it into her blouse, “The rest is for you.

“Thank you, sir.”

As the woman went to fetch the wine, Wu Heng turned his attention to the second floor.

A man with a hat, full of beard on his face, was leaning against the handrail, peering below.