The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 50:, Swordsmanship and Winged Swordl

Not a burial? Direct cremation?

Isn’t that a bit personal?

“Together with the remaining bodies of the Church of Divine Punishment, they will be cremated,” Autruck continued as he sawWu Heng’s serious expression, “Not converting them will save you a lot of trouble. Once you’ve earned enough merit to become a captain in a few years, there will be plenty of opportunities.”

Everyone could see Black Stone Town’s attitude towards Necromancers.

If he were really allowed to convert a level 12 body, it would just make people suspect if something special was going on.

Moreover, Wu Heng had only been a professional for a short time, and he already had a level 3 merit. Once he was assigned to a less strict place as a captain in the future, he’d have plenty of opportunities to own skeletons.

There was no point in being pedantic about this.

There are some things that one person can’t change much, it’s more about adapting and accepting.

“Well, if they don’t allow it, it’s fine,” Wu Heng sat down beside him and continued to ask, “Where will the bodies be cremated?”

“That’s our task tonight. While Cavina continues to heal, you, Yuli, and I will need to cooperate with the guards to cremate one of the bodies.”

“Just one body? Are they going to be cremated separately?”

“The first and second squads are responsible for the elder’s body. We will be looking after the body of the crow controller and the bodies of two ordinary members.”

“Aha, I see.” Wu Heng nodded.

“The cremation is at dusk. I will have someone notify you at your residence. Do not forget.” Autruck reminded.

“Alright, Captain. I got it.”

Leaving the association, Wu Heng headed directly to his home.

He thought about the matters regarding the bodies as he walked.

Black Stone Town and the association didn’t agree to let him convert the bodies.

Now he had two options, one was to do as the captain said, as there would be plenty of opportunities later.

Besides, obtaining high-level skeletons wouldn’t be difficult in the end.

The mutated giant zombie had shown combat strength equivalent to that of a level 12 elder.

The second option was to figure out a way before the cremation. As long as he could transport the bodies to the Zombie World, they wouldn’t find any evidence.

But he had to be careful not to let anyone discover anything.

Pondering over his strategies, he returned to his residence.

After organizing his things, he once again left the house with Basen.

They arrived outside the city and entered a carriage with an empty plate, heading into the distance.

The carriage entered the manor from the day before.

After paying the entrance fee at the door, they went straight into the hall.

At this time, there weren’t many people in the black market, and there were only a few stalls.

Wu Heng casually browsed the stalls. He didn’t see anything that he needed, but he saw the stall owner from last night who was selling the corpse-wrap.

He still looked as rigid as he did yesterday.

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

The layout of the second floor was somewhat similar to the professionals association.

There was a bar counter in the front, with a middle-aged man standing behind it. There was a resting area and a bulletin board on the side.

It was covered with some bounty missions, besides the forbidden goods, there were also information bounties.

Good Lord, this place was exactly like the professionals association of the underground world, their formats even looked alike.

And compared to the association, there were fewer restrictions here, providing a more open platform.

After a quick skim, Wu Heng walked right up to the front desk.

The middle-aged man straightened his collar, standing up respectfully, “How can I help you, sir?”

Wu Heng nodded slightly. He pulled out the ticket from his bosom, placed it on the counter, and pushed it forward, “Take out everything.”

“Oh, alright. Please wait in the lounge area.” The middle-aged man led him to a room and asked him to wait.

Soon, the door to the room opened, and two tall women walked in, each of them carrying a wooden box.

One was thin and flat, about the size of a makeup gift box, and the other was long and slim, it could possibly contain a scroll, or a magic wand and long sword.

“Sir, these are the items you stored here.”

The woman placed the wooden boxes on the table, and after a bow, exited the room.

After the two had left, Wu Heng first opened the slim, flat wooden box.

On top was a book.

[Greyhawk Swordsmanship]

(Description: A book that records the legacy of swordsmanship.)

A book on swordsmanship?

Does this world have that kind of thing?

He thought that the swordsmen and warriors of this world fought with battle experience. Unexpectedly, they were teaching swordsmanship and related stuff.

He wondered if swordsmanship was considered a skill.

Underneath the book were neatly stacked silver coins.

By a rough estimate, there must be three to four hundred pieces.

Speaking of which, it’s quite a significant amount of money.

Then, he opened another slender wooden box to reveal a slender metallic longsword.

The blade had patterns like ripples of water, and the hilt resembled the shape of a feather, looking extremely magnificent.

[Silver Wing Water-Pattern Sword]

(Description: Endows the user with the ‘Swiftness’ effect, granting agility and keen perception.)

No wonder those criminals were so desperate to reclaim this item.”

Magic items themselves are costly, let alone a longsword with such wide appeal, it could probably fetch a fortune.

He put away the two items.

Wu Heng pulled a cord nearby, triggering the sound of a bell at the door.

A female staff member once again came in, bowed, and asked, “Sir, how may I assist you?”

“I’d like to exchange for some silver coins.”

“Sir, are you exchanging goods or for equivalent currency value?”

“Gold.”

The woman clearly paused, looking surprised, she quickly glanced and then lowered her head, “Alright, sir, please wait a moment.”

The door closed and quickly opened again.

The middle-aged man from earlier walked in with some tools, “Sir, are you wishing to exchange for silver coins? Our exchange rate is 1 gold coin for 1,000 silver coins.”

The currency ratio in this world is too copper coins equals 1 silver coin, and 1,000 silver coins equals 1 gold coin.

In normal life, silver coins can cover the vast majority of expenses. For an average person, they might never even see a gold coin in their lifetime.

Yet gold coins still exist. Shops and financial groups are willing to provide convenient exchange services.

“That works.” Wu Heng took out a 30-gram gold bar, placed it on the table, and slid it over.

He only learned what a gold bar looked like in a gold shop.

A 30-gram gold bar was much smaller than one would imagine.

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

“Please wait a moment, sir.”

The middle-aged man began to examine and measure the gold bar.

After confirming its authenticity, he continued, “The gold is valid, we will compensate for the remaining weight with 1,000 silver coins.”

His meaning seemed to be that the gold was slightly light, but they would still exchange it for 33 grams.

It appears financial groups prefer gold.

Shortly after, the silver coins were ready.

A small box filled with coins and the middle-aged man handed over an insignia, whispering, “Sir, these are the silver coins you exchanged, and with this insignia, you can enjoy certain special treatments.”

“What kinds of benefits?”

“For instance, if you have some inconvenient affairs, you can entrust us to handle them for you, or if you need any tools or materials, we can source them from outside for you.”

Wu Heng thought it was quite good, it wasn’t as rigid as the association.

He put away the insignia, and Basen took the wooden box from the person’s hand.

Under the respectful attitude of the staff, they descended from the second floor.

Upon reaching the person selling the unearthed items, he asked, “What is this?”

“Corpse-Wrap, it conceals one’s form.”

“What’s the cost?” Wu Heng asked knowingly.

“Living beings will feel some discomfort when using it, but it’s not serious.”

“How much?”

“One thousand five hundred silver coins.”

“Alright, I’ll take it.” He had Basen put down the money and hand it over.

The man in the black robe counted the number of silver coins, nodded, “Take it away.”

“Take it!”

Basen bent down and picked up the Corpse-Wrap.

After strolling through the black market again, they turned around and left.

Dusk, Adventurer Association.

Underground morgue.

The teams identified the corpses and tightened the wrapping linen.

They then roughly hoisted the bodies and walked away.

Wu Heng glanced in the direction of the first team’s departure.

The ghost Xiao Xiao detached from his body and followed in the same direction..