The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 318: Chapter 263, Metal Puppet

Upon reading the skill introduction, Wu Heng was still somewhat surprised by the effects of this magic wand.

It released skill effects through the medium of the eyes.

Targets with less than 20 points of intelligence would suffer three kinds of effects.

Deep Sleep counted as a control type skill; with just one glance, the opponent would fall asleep directly, which seemed very practical.

Panic was capable of causing a certain amount of fear; even if the target didn’t flee, their morale and will to fight would be greatly reduced.

And the last one, ‘falling ill,’ was a common tactic used by necromancers, encompassing sudden diseases, relapses, or even wound rot.

Indeed, offending a Necromancer could be quite troublesome.

…

The steward and the elf assistant watched as Wu Heng browsed the ‘Book of Necromancy.’

They did not say much.

At his age, Wu Heng was in his twenties.

To hold the position of Deputy Steward at such an age already indicated an extremely high talent.

It was quite normal for some things to require looking up in books on the spot.

After closing the book and withdrawing it back into his Space Ring, the Steward ‘Imilo’ smiled and said, “Did you find the information you were looking for?”

“I did.”

“Would you like to hear about the second item?” Imilo asked.

Wu Heng’s gaze fell upon the second item, a palm-sized iron figurine.

With no attributes appearing, its nature was unknown.

“Let’s hear it, I have not seen this object before,” Wu Heng said.

Imilo nodded and explained, “The item before you is just a to-scale miniature iron figure, a magical artifact itself. Its lifelike counterpart is close to 4 meters tall, a metal puppet whose defense and strength can reach the standard of a fourth-tier professional. It is a very good defensive guard in the association.”

He paused briefly, then added, “It is made of special materials, so its defense is even stronger than that of your Necromancer Attendant, and it can be repaired if damaged.”

No wonder there were no attributes for the metal block before him.

It was merely a model.

Listening to ‘Imilo’s introduction, such puppets indeed seemed formidable. The power of a fourth-tier professional was already considered top-tier strength.

In the association, it even surpassed the level of many stationed stewards.

Any professional, not just mages, would choose this puppet if there were no better options as it adds a powerful guard.

Wu Heng was also somewhat tempted.

But not enough to take advantage of this reward opportunity.

As a fourth-tier guard, he had his level 16 Skull Crusher, and wasn’t lacking in that aspect for the time being.

Having decided,

he returned the iron trinket and said, “Steward, I’ve made up my mind. I’ll choose this staff.”

Imilo’s eyebrows raised as he said, “Actually, I hoped you would choose the iron puppet; you also know that Gold and Silver Island is not a safe place.”

“Thank you, Steward, I’ll exchange for the iron puppet with next time’s merits,” Wu Heng smiled.

Imilo did not pursue the matter further and simply took the iron puppet back, “If you’ve made your decision, then let’s get it registered.”

The assistant recorded the details in the documents, and Wu Heng picked up the magic wand, placing it into his Space Ring.

The merit reward ended.

Imilo stood up and settled back into his desk chair as if making casual conversation, “You’ve been here for a few days now; are you getting used to life here?”

“It’s quite manageable.”

“The island is not like your mainland; it’s a melting pot here. When doing things or investigating cases, be more cautious,” Imilo continued.

“Understood, thank you for the reminder, Steward.”

Imilo nodded, “Alright, I have nothing more for you here; come to me if you run into any trouble.”

“Will do, I’ll be heading back now.”

Wu Heng stood up and left directly.

…

He returned to his office study.

Andre Willow was seated at the desk, sorting through documents.

Seeing Wu Heng enter, she immediately smiled and asked, “Master, did you find a satisfying reward?”

“There were two fairly good items.”

“That’s good then,” Andre Willow smiled, her fluffy tail waving gently.

Wu Heng placed several artifacts on the table.

He looked them over one by one.

Andre Willow also stretched her neck to peek.

He had chosen two Special Items, one being a magical artifact exclusive to necromancers.

Of these, the most influential for his own power was definitely the ‘Spinal Bone Snake Cane.’ Its skills and the magical enhancement it provided were immediately usable.

The ‘Tracing Locket’ was known for its ability to find people.

It was an auxiliary Special Item.

The ‘Instructor’ Longsword could assist in practicing swordsmanship, and the cost was almost negligible.

It was indeed a very good Special Item.

Even if he stopped using it later, he could let Wei’er, Wen Mansha and the others use it.

After all, rangers also paired well with short blades or one-handed swords.

…

He picked up the ‘Instructor’ iron sword and held it in his hand.

The next second, it was as if his body was controlled by a force.

He abruptly stood from his seat, spun around and thrust the sword forward.

Clang!

A sharp sound rang out as the copper Illuminating Stone stand on the desk was pierced and toppled over.

Andre Willow got a fright and quickly grabbed the falling candle stand, saying, “Master, don’t practice swordplay here; you’ll have to pay if you break something.”

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Wu Heng regained control over his body and put the Special Item away.

This Longsword is not quite what I imagined.

I initially thought that by letting the Longsword take control of my body,

I could use it to deal with some close-combat fighting.

After all, I’ve only just begun to learn swordsmanship, and this Special Item can reach the standards of a master level.

But now it seems there is still a gap.

When the Longsword controls the body, it is unable to discern the surroundings.

It can only subconsciously control the body to practice some swordsmanship.

So, even if an enemy were close by, I couldn’t rely on this Longsword for fighting and counterattacking.

No wonder it’s called “Instructor”; it really can only train.

I sat in the study for a while.

Seeing that there was nothing to do, I directly left the association and headed outside.

…

After leaving the association, Wu Heng did not take a carriage.

Instead, he walked along the road towards the harbor.

He browsed through some shops along the way to get an idea of local prices and bought some seafood and fruit from street vendors.

As I approached the harbor, there were more people on the road, and the noise was unusually loud.

Wu Heng wandered and looked around.

His gaze was drawn to a cargo ship docked at the harbor.

It seemed to be ready to set sail, with rows of workers carrying goods onto the ship.

There were also people standing on wooden boxes, loudly introducing to the crowd the workers needed for the voyage.

“What are they saying over there?”

“It seems that some lord wants to hold a banquet on the ship. They have been preparing for the past two days. I heard they even invited a few famous chefs to head out to sea.”

“How many people are eating that they need so much?”

“Probably because the sea voyage is long. Half a month will go by with all the coming and going, so they definitely need to bring a lot of supplies.”

“These guys really know how to enjoy themselves.”

“Let’s go, let’s go, it’s none of our business.”

A few people whispered and left together.

Wu Heng then looked curiously at the cargo ship.

Standing at the railing of the deck, a slender figure draped in a huge cloak stood on the deck looking down.

Good lord, wearing a cloak in such hot weather.

Wu Heng mocked to himself and didn’t stick around for the excitement.

He followed the crowd and left.

…

As dusk neared,

Wu Heng returned to the association to pick up Andre Willow after work.

The two of them headed back to their residence together.

Wu Heng took out the fruits and food he had bought on the street that day.

On Gold and Silver Island, lobsters as thick as a small arm and large crabs were not expensive ingredients, so Wu Heng bought some to try them out.

Even in his original world,

Wu Heng had only seen such big ones eaten by some food bloggers in videos.

Now, I could eat them anytime.

It was an opportunity for those who came from the inland to try something new.

Soon, Mini brought up the steamed ingredients.

Wu Heng and Mini started to extract the meat from the shrimp and crab, while Andre Willow was more straightforward, cracking the shells with a crack and chewing on them in her mouth.

The three of them had their fill.

Wu Heng took them to the training room.

He took out the “Instructor” Longsword, and the next second, his body began to move on its own.

There was no need for others to correct the posture.

Naturally, it was the standard sword thrusting posture.

The moves and postures were all quite correct, resulting in muscle pain in the hands and feet as if they were being forcefully stretched.

While performing very standard movements, he grimaced in pain.

In the distance, Mini and Andre Willow trained for a while,

then leaned on their chins, watching him continue to practice.

Occasionally, they would let out a chuckle.

Practicing into the late night,

The three returned to their place, took a bath together, and went to bed to rest.

…

The next day, in the association.

Inside the office study.

Wu Heng sat behind the desk, opposite him was the leader of team three, the Short person ‘Olin’.

Andre Willow brought over some tea.

After Olin expressed his thanks, he looked at Wu Heng, “Deputy Steward, I’ve brought you the bounty and the money from the sale of those two magical items. The level three Merit will take some time.”

Wu Heng signaled Andre Willow to put the money away.

He also said, “No rush, we’ll follow the association’s rules.”

The Short person continued, “Deputy Steward, let me report to you about those hostage girls.”

At the time, after killing the Shark Teeth Pirate Gang, they had rescued four girls.

They were all young.

“Did you send them back?”

“We did,” said the Short person as he stroked his beard, “We discovered there are other missing girls who still haven’t been found.”