Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 461

Chapter 461, No Need to Ask the Corpse (Updated today.)

The crisis on Treasure Island has been resolved, and the next step is the appointment of a new island owner.

As for the candidates, the association headquarters now needs to make the selection.

After all, both 'Imiro' and Wu Heng, who solved most of the troubles, are both members of the association.

You must abide by the rules.

Imiro leaned on the back of his chair and asked directly: "Which one does Dean Gianvito think has a greater chance?"

Gianvito seemed to have thought about this problem for a long time, and said slowly: "According to the association's past arrangements, the second possibility is more likely, to arrange for someone who is good at management to be the new island owner."

The second option is to bring in a new island owner from outside.

The disadvantages are also obvious. Newcomers need a certain amount of time to understand the local conditions.

As time goes by, a new group of pirates may appear again.

The threshold for becoming a pirate is not too high. As time goes by, more and more people will come out.

Imiro nodded, he also knew about the association.

Gianvito continued: "Of course, this is just based on past speculation. If the person elected locally has a high enough reputation and has local support, the first option will be more likely."

As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the other party.

In fact, the meaning is very obvious, Imiro wants to be the island owner.

It's not that troublesome.

Imiro said directly: "The locally recommended candidate is Deputy Deacon Wu Heng. This time he figured out the enemy's plan in advance, killed Occam and prevented the pirates from landing on the island. He should be elected."

Gianvito was slightly surprised.

He reminded softly, "The location here on Treasure Island is quite good."

Imiro's tone was still calm, "I came to Treasure Island just because the association couldn't find a more suitable person. Now that the pirate issue has been resolved, I have my own path to go on. I won't stay in Treasure Island for a long time." island."

"The elves are really enviable. They can have more time to move in their own direction." Gianvito said with a slight envy.

He then continued: "If you serve, the success rate will be greater. If you elect the young archdeacon, the possibility will be much smaller."

Imiro said calmly: "Then it depends on his own luck."

"When you think about it, just record it and send it to the association headquarters as soon as possible."

"Um!"

Residential area, a hall of a mansion.

Shanella is wearing a purple dress and looks dignified and elegant.

Sitting on one side of the long table, while representatives of the major business groups sat on both sides of the square table, talking in low voices about what happened in the past two days.

They are the happiest people when order is restored on Treasure Island.

After this incident, Treasure Island will usher in a new era.

Sea transport will become the new golden route.

"I heard that the association is going to choose a new island owner. Do you have any thoughts?" Shannara suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

A representative of the business group turned the gold ring on his hand and said: "We can't say what the association will choose. What ideas can we have?"

“Yeah, you can choose whatever you want, as long as you're not a pirate.”

“Based on the current situation, it will be beneficial for us if anyone becomes the owner of the island, and maritime trade will only be better.”

The rest of the people spoke one after another, and they were all relatively optimistic about the current situation.

As they say.

The association has very clear rules and regulations for doing things.

When a business group does business, what they like most is to do things within the rules.

So, as long as it is arranged by the association, it doesn't matter who is the owner of the island. It doesn't matter if he is not a pirate.

Shannara put down her tea cup and said with a smile: "Actually, I prefer to let Deputy Deacon Wu Heng be the owner of the island."

The representatives of each business group were stunned.

　　cast a curious look.

“Mrs. Shannara, if you have anything to say, just say it. We are all here now, so we can discuss it.”

Shannara nodded and said: "You may not be aware that appointments from the association are generally divided into three types: local recommendation, external transfer from the association, or directly to a neighboring country."

Pause slightly to let the others react.

Then he said: "The latter two will not help us at all. We have dealt with the battle the night before yesterday to some extent. We cannot let our busy work be in vain. In the end, the island has nothing to do with us."

Everyone frowned.

For the time being, I had no intention of going around here.

However, some people still cheered and said: "According to Mrs. Shannara's wishes, we have indeed made a contribution."

“Yes, I also lost a lot of my guards.”

"That makes sense, deacon... What does this have to do with Deputy Deacon Wu Heng?"

As each of them spoke, the hall became a little chaotic.

Shanara picked up the silver spoon, tapped the rim of the teacup, and said, "I plan to write a recommendation letter and send it to the association on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce, recommending Deputy Deacon Wu Heng to be the new island owner."

“Is there any direct connection here?”

Shanara said slowly: "First, our lives were saved by him. Support the savior. Someone will save us next time we are in danger. Second, his character and talent are pretty good. He is sitting in his 20s. When he reaches the position of deputy deacon, he is also a genius, and his achievements will be even higher in the future. Thirdly, he will have enough strength to sit on Treasure Island. "

Without waiting for others to react, he concluded: "By helping him, externally, we have not forgotten our savior, and we are also helping a genius. It is considered an investment. Internally, Treasure Island is stable, and our chamber of commerce will also benefit."

　　Wow~!

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone started discussing again.

From what Shannella said, it seemed that it would be in their best interests to elect this deputy deacon.

"Then why don't you let Imiro become the owner of the island directly? The deputy deacon is a necromancer after all, and it is easy for problems." A slightly obese middle-aged man asked.

Shanara replied, "Don't say that 'Imilo' can't see Treasure Island. Even if he wants to become the owner of the island, after this incident, Wu Heng will be transferred to another place to be a deacon, and Treasure Island will be Without a strong person, if Wu Heng becomes the island master, he will not be transferred. Treasure Island will be dominated by two strong people. "

The middle-aged man's tone was choked and he said no more.

Everyone thought for a moment.

State their opinions one after another.

"Okay, I agree with Mrs. Shannara's suggestion. Count me in for the recommendation."

"I also agree. If he really takes the position of island master, he must not forget us."

“I also agree with this statement.”

Most of the people spoke up and agreed to Shannara's proposal.

After all, there is nothing to be lost by nominating someone.

The other party's argument is indeed quite convincing.

Shannara glanced at the remaining chambers of commerce that had not expressed their opinions.

He continued: "When he really becomes the owner of the island, he will fight for at least three years of trade tax exemption for the chamber of commerce that signed the recommendation letter, which will be enough for everyone to make a fortune."

Finish this sentence.

More people agreed to join and signed their names.

Shannara glanced at the recommendation letter, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she handed it to the steward on the side.

“Ask someone to send it to the association, and tell them that all chambers of commerce will elect 'Deputy Wu Heng' to become the island owner.”

“Yes, ma'am.”

Residence, study.

Wu Heng came back from the zombie world.

Sit at your desk and rethink the next questions.

With the death of the island owner 'Occam', the crisis on Treasure Island and the problem of blank envelopes have also been resolved.

The only thing that happened was the person who controlled the head to speak after Ockham died.

Judging from the tone of the other party's words, he also participated in this incident, but was not a member of the pirates.

“It's up to Imiro to see if there are any clues.”

The second point is the processing work behind Treasure Island.

Occam's corpse, the association may need to ask for it later. In that case, you will lose a level 18 skeleton.

But it is also good to ask the corpse to know who else was involved behind the scenes.

As for the two strange objects that were obtained.

The association generally does not force members to hand over trophies, but the two rare items have special effects, so they may have to keep them.

Especially the 'Emerald Sand Table', which is a strategic map in the Emerald Sea.

Whoever owns it can control the movements of all ships in the sea area.

It is simply an artifact.

The matter of rare objects must still be kept secret. If you don't mention it, the possibility of the association asking about it is not high.

Wait for a while before taking it out for use. I sat in the study for a while.

There was a knock on the door, and Minnie's voice came in, "Master, dinner is ready."

“Well, I'll go down right away.”

Wu Heng stood up and walked out of the study.

Going down to the first floor, five women were already seated at the dining table.

In addition to several maids of her own, there was also Shanara who was wearing a formal dress. When she saw him coming down, she smiled and spoke in a bad tone.

“There are more people here again.”

Forehead….

Wu Heng said: "Philippa, I arranged to be the spy among the pirates. Before I arrested the pirates, she provided a lot of information."

“Well, I heard Minnie say it.”

Wu Heng didn't say much, and greeted him: “Sit down and eat!”

　A few people sat down around the dining table.

Wu Heng and Shanara were chatting about some things on the island.

Philippa put something into her mouth and touched Minnie with her arm, "Our lady?"

According to the level in the contract.

Philippa, Minnie and others all belong to the status of maids, and the hostess will become a madam.

“Sister Shanara is the president of the Flower of Stars, um..., and she and the master are... lovers.”

Philippa looked at the wood elf opposite, with some surprise in his eyes.

Being a pirate, I have naturally heard of Star Flower, the largest trading group of wood elves, and it has contracted the largest export trade of a race.

Unexpectedly, Wu Heng still has such a relationship with the other party.

“Really or not, how do you fall in love with an archdeacon?” Philippa muttered.

There was a moment of silence at the dining table.

Shanela glanced at Wu Heng with a smile.

Wu Heng looked at Philippa, who immediately lowered his head to eat, pretending that nothing happened.

After dinner.

The sky is gradually getting gloomier.

Wu Heng was lying on the bed, and the door opened. Shanara, wrapped in a white bath towel, opened the door and walked in.

Long hair spread over her shoulders, her skin is delicate and smooth, and her cheeks are red.

The bath towel on her chest was slightly open, and the ravine was deep.

“Come!” Wu Heng lifted up the thin quilt beside him.

Shanela rolled her eyes at him, simply wiped her hair, untied the towel, and got into the quilt.

Closely together.

Shannara breathed quickly and said intermittently: "I still have something serious to say!"

Wu Heng put his straight and white calves on his shoulders and said, "Tell me, I like to listen to you."

“Disgusting!” Shannara complained, and continued: “I have convinced other chambers of commerce to elect you as the owner of the island. If successful, the chamber of commerce that signed your name will exempt them from taxes for three years.”

The matter of recommending oneself was conveyed to me by Minnie before.

Being the island owner is naturally the best thing.

But it may not be successful.

If the association really hands over this place to others, I cannot fall out with the association because of this matter.

"Can it succeed?" Wu Heng held his hands on the opponent's chest.

"There is a high chance. After all, each chamber of commerce also has a certain influence. Others also contributed to the occupation of Treasure Island and have a certain say." Shannara said.

Wu Heng nodded, "If it succeeds, it won't be a big deal if we are exempt from tax for three years."

“Well, that's all I can do.”

"Thank you Baby."

“It's really disgusting.”

Wu Heng smiled and leaned forward slightly.

The next day, in the morning.

Wu Heng took Philippa to the association.

Philippa was wearing a leather armor, with the green-feathered parrot on his shoulders, and he was walking swaggeringly with his hands attached.

“Good morning, Gers.”

“Nowalu, you look good.”

“Hey~! Ohlin, your beard looks very handsome today.”

"No, you just now know that I am Wu Heng's spy? I thought you were so smart, you would have guessed it a long time ago!"

Philippa was like a social madman, greeting people in the association non-stop all the way.

Attracted the attention of many people.

Especially Orin, who put his arm around the dwarf's shoulders and praised him for his handsome beard.

This made Olin a little annoyed, but for Wu Heng's sake, it was difficult to say anything.

Wu Heng took her by the back collar and took her back to his office and study room.

Anderweil, who came one step ahead, looked curiously at Philippa who was carried back.

“Do you say hello to everyone?” Wu Heng looked at her and asked.

“And! Captain Foolish Bird.” The parrot flew to the side and said.

Philippa raised her hand to scare the parrot and explained: "Why don't you get to know everyone so that you don't meet me in the future and hunt me down?"

"Then you should be more reserved. What are you doing holding Olin and braiding his beard?"

"I'll go, I'm very good at it. I braided my own braids before." Philippa pointed to her hair.

“Be subtle the next time you say hello.”

Philippa pouted, "Okay, I get it."

After saying that, he sat on the sofa nearby and started reading the comics he had brought.

Sit in the study for a while.

There was a knock on the door, and Philippa opened the door.

The staff member looked inside and said directly after seeing Wu Heng: "Deputy Wu Heng, the deacon asks you to go to the morgue."

“Okay, thank you.”

The staff left, and Wu Heng also got up and walked out of the study.

In the morgue, there was a feeling of coolness.

Imiro stood at the door, followed by two investigators.

The morgue was already filled with corpses, and the two coroners were busy.

Wu Heng walked closer and said, "Deacon, are you looking for me?"

Imiro stood tall and asked: "Have the autopsies been performed on all the pirates you killed?"

“Not yet. They are all arranged at the port and several locations for assisting defense. We haven't counted them yet,” Wu Heng said.

　　A lot of pirates were killed this time.

It really takes some effort to calculate statistics.

“Let's do some statistics so that we can calculate the merits by then.” Imiro said.

Wu Heng glanced at the corpses and said, "Deacon, some of the skeletons can't recognize who they are."

“Then collect the pirate flags and count them according to the leader of the pirate flags.”

"also."

Imiro nodded and continued: "Take out the body of 'Occam' and conduct an interrogation so that we can know if there are any other plans."

“Deacon, I have a way to get the questions you want without asking the corpse.”

(End of this chapter)

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