The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 271: 227, just once, you get 40%_1

Chapter 271: Chapter 227, just once, you get 40%_1

A magical object placed outside?

And it can also light up?

If it were anyone else, he wouldn’t be particularly interested.

But if it’s Wu Heng, it makes him curious about what surprising thing he has done this time.

“What kind of magical object?” Slyther asked.

“It’s similar to an Illuminating Stone, but it’s brighter, and it’s dazzling when looking at it,” Yuli explained, trying her best to describe it.

Slyther pondered, finding no such magical objects in his memory.

“Let’s go and have a look together.”

“Sure!”

The two went downstairs and headed toward the city gate with the guard team.

From a distance, they saw bright lights illuminating a large area in the middle of the path, casting a white ring.

Above the star source, swarms of tamed beasts were circling.

More people gathered below, chatting and discussing while sitting in the lit area.

The place was packed with people.

From time to time, they could see some vendors carrying baskets, selling dried fruits and beer.

“Isn’t it so? It’s much livelier than Black Stone Town,” Yuli exclaimed loudly.

Slyther frowned at the guarding skeletons and the dazzling strong light, shocked even more.

What else would he do in the city?

“Let’s go back!”

Slyther glanced around, then returned to his residence.

He opened the then-written envelope, added a description of the particular magical object, and then re-sealed it with wax.

…

The following day, on the streets.

“Aren’t you hot?” Yuli, carrying several wrapped food items, asked while eating.

Since early morning, Yuli had been out with Wu Heng, wandering the city streets.

Once they strolled into a few shops, she had a good number of snacks in her handbag.

Primarily, those were special dishes from the Beastman’s side, such as roasted meat and lizards, along with a couple of meat sandwiches.

Had Wu Heng not stopped her, she would have bought even more.

“I can’t help it, being a city lord, I have to stay low-key,” Wu Heng adjusted his helmet as he spoke.

Most people only know that the new co-lord is the captain of the association, characterized by black hair, while other features are not very well known.

Wu Heng kept himself a bit under the radar, and apart from those who knew him, no one else paid any attention.

The only trouble, though, was the excruciating heat.

His head was dripping with sweat.

“Whatever!” Yuli scoffed, then continued, “What’s that emitting light object called?”

“Do you mean the streetlight?”

“Why place such an expensive object outside?” Yuli took a bite from her roast and asked further.

“For lighting up the outdoors.”

“Isn’t it wasteful?”

“I’ll test it first and see.”

After sauntering around the city, they had lunch at a nearby pub at noon.

Then they returned to the association directly.

In the break room.

Yuli sat behind the desk with numerous comics in front and said, “Go on, I’ll jot it down.”

Wu Heng read while comparing it with the comic, “There was a man who possessed all the wealth, power, and prestige in the world. He was the Pirate King…”

“Oh! Slow down,” Yuli noted down beside the comic.

She had already read the entire comic.

But she couldn’t understand the text, so she could only calculate what it was approximately about.

On this visit, she wanted Wu Heng to translate it so she could go through the plot once more.

After writing more than twenty pages…

Yuli dropped the pen aside.

“I’m exhausted! You write.”

“My writing is slow. That won’t work either.”

Thump Thump~!

The knocking sound echoed again.

Slyther entered through the opened door.

“Yuli, get ready – you’re accompanying me to a banquet tonight.”

“What? But I’m full!”

“Hurry!”

“Okay, okay!”

Yuli carefully put the comic away, signaled Wu Heng with her eyes, and directly left the room.

…

The room closed, leaving only the two men.

Slyther looked at him curiously.

He asked, “Is that light up there in the city set up by you?”

Not having anything to hide, Wu Heng immediately affirmed, “Yes. I’m also planning to set up more. Lundham City is the junction of two races, so if we can prolong the nighttime, it could significantly aid us in selling goods. I plan to develop this place into a city that never goes dark at night.”

“A city as bright as the day all night?”

“Yes, you’ve seen the effect. It’s not difficult. As long as we set up more of these objects around the city, we can achieve it.” Wu Heng smiled as he explained.

Crossing his legs, Slyther pondered for a moment and then continued, “Are you sure you can do it? Won’t the original city lord cause you trouble?”

“How could he cause trouble for me? Kill me? Would the association approve of such a thing?” Wu Heng countered.

He didn’t dare assassinate the City Lord for fear of making it onto the association’s most wanted list.

The opposition would likewise be mindful of this, as killing a captain of the association was a burden they could not bear.

With Wu Heng’s current strength, even covert assassination attempts would be difficult for the enemies.

Therefore, any competitions between the sides would not escalate into full-fledged battles.

After some deep contemplation, Slyther straightforwardly said, “I plan to bring Money Cat to your city district, how do you feel about it?”

Wu Heng was startled, but he quickly grasped the meaning behind his words.

The man saw potential in the city and planned to establish a business there.

“Of course, you’re welcome. The revenue from a shop here will be a multiple of what it would be at Black Stone Town,” Wu Heng replied.

Slyther raised an eyebrow in agreement with Wu Heng’s statement.

“How should we solve the issue of construction?”

“I can handle construction and decoration, and I can even place Illuminating Stones inside to create a City that Never Sleeps,” Wu Heng said.

“A City that Never Sleeps?” Upon hearing those words, Slyther’s mind instantly conjured up an image of a city that still shone brightly at night.

“What will the split be?” Slyther asked.

“A 70-30 split.” Wu Heng contemplated before suggesting.

Slyther furrowed his brows. “That seems slightly unfair to you!”

Wu Heng looked surprised and said, “I take seven, you take three.”

“Why? I’m the one setting up the shop, why should you get 70% of the profit?” Slyther immediately retorted.

“I provide the venue and the equipment, and I will deal with the local security and safety. You only need to provide management experience. Even if we were to split the profits according to our investment, you would only get 10%, leaving you with an extra 20% because we are acquaintances,” Wu Heng stated bluntly.

Slyther was somewhat angered by his initial words, but upon hearing the rest, his face reddened.

He glanced towards the door to make sure nothing was amiss before turning back and giving Wu Heng a glaring look, “What nonsense are you spouting?”

“Managing this city isn’t as easy as you think. In any case, it wouldn’t be too much for a City Lord to take 70%,” continued Wu Heng.

Slyther frowned and continued, “Three-tenths is too low. It’s not easy to find people who can perform the task. Without me, all you could open is a mundane tavern.”

To this, Wu Heng did not deny.

In Black Stone Town, the Money Cat was a high-end entertainment venue, well-known even in the neighbouring towns.

Coupled with the association’s approval, it was evident that Slyther was an able administrator.

“I’m also taking considerable risks,” Wu Heng added.

“I’ll take 40%, in charge of management and internal personnel. You’ll be responsible for local construction and security, and you’ll take 60%,” suggested Slyther.

Wu Heng studied him for a moment and said, “Acceptable, but you’ll have to give me a sign.”

“A sign?” Slyther frowned.

Wu Heng pointed to his mouth.

Slyther’s expression hardened, “Stop being ridiculous.”

“Just a little, and I’ll consider it as your 40%,” Wu Heng proposed.

Slyther took a deep breath.

After a moment’s hesitation, he moved to close the door tightly, slowly made his way over and blushing, lightly pecked the other man’s lips.

Just as he was about to withdraw, he was abruptly pulled back into a deep kiss.

The overwhelming scent of a man enveloped her in an instant.

Slyther shivered, instinctively responded a couple of times, then turned to the side, admonishing seriously, “Stop fooling around, what if we get caught?”

With one arm still wrapped around her soft waist, Wu Heng whispered, “Sis, it’s been so long since we’ve seen each other.”

Slyther’s face flushed a deeper shade of red, her body grew slightly hotter, she said earnestly, “We can’t do it here.”

“Don’t worry, nobody comes around this time,” Wu Heng reassured her.

He lifted her onto the book table with one swift motion.

Slyther gave a startled jump, planted both hands firmly on the table, turned her head again to glare at him, “Are you mad?”

Wu Heng advanced again, looked down at her from his high vantage point, “If we continue to waste time, we really might be discovered.”

On top of the desk in the rest-room?

Slyther was dazed, but before she could voice her protests, she was silenced by a passionate kiss.

They were pressed against each other, finding it challenging to control their emotions.

Soft wear-downs and hard coercions had her laid out flat on the very same desk.

One by one, pieces of leather armour were removed and tossed aside, leather boots were hung on the edge of the desk, dancing empty in the air.

…

On the other hand, at the western district of the outer city, a residential area.

Two figures cloaked in capes exited the carriage.

After carefully surveying the surroundings, they approached a house and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock~!

The door opened, and an old human female peeked out.

Her gaze fell upon the two men at her door, “Who are you looking for?”

The man in the lead forced a smile and said, “We’re friends of Burke. We had arranged to meet a few days ago….”

Before he could finish, the elderly woman began sobbing softly.

Between her intermittent sobs, she managed, “Damn Hammer Party, they killed Burke, they really killed him….”

She had already broken down into inconsolable weeping.

The two men glanced at each other, their expressions filled with confusion and surprise.

Killed by the Hammer Party?

How could that be?

They immediately felt something was wrong, glanced around, neither of them saying a word before turning to leave.

By the time the old woman looked up again, the duo had already vanished.

The old woman cursed and closed the door again.

Across the street, a man selling fruits from a vine-frame basket quickly stored his goods and followed behind the leaving men.