The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 306: Chapter 251, Elf Vice-executive_2

“How much for each option?”

“For a long-term lease, it’s 220 silver coins a month. To buy outright, it’s 44 Gold Coins.”

44 Gold Coins didn’t sound like a lot.

But if one Gold Coin was worth 30 grams, 44 Gold Coins would be 1320 grams of Gold.

Even with the support of the Zombie World, it would require looting several banks and Gold stores.

Previously, Wu Heng would have chosen to buy it if he had enough money.

But now, he had other thoughts.

The houses in Black Stone Town were empty, and so were those in Lundham City. He wasn’t sure how long he’d stay on this island.

The difference between buying and renting wasn’t that significant.

“What are the requirements for a long-term lease?”

“You need to pay six months’ rent upfront. Your identity allows us to waive the other miscellaneous fees.”

“So after paying the rent, I can move in immediately, right?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

“Yes, during the lease term, the property is entirely yours. Unless there’s a significant issue, we won’t interfere with your living situation.”

Wu Heng glanced at the two maids nearby, who were huddled together chatting, clearly not listening to the man’s explanations.

He then gave up on asking for their opinions.

He said directly, “I’ll take the long-term lease. Do you have the agreement with you?”

“I do!” The man took out an agreement stamped with the seal of the town hall from his backpack.

Wu Heng skimmed it quickly and, seeing no issues,

he signed his name on it and paid six months’ rent at once.

“Deputy Steward, I’ll go and bring the keys to you,” the man stood up.

Wu Heng said, “Wei’er, please go with Mini to collect them, and by the way, file a decoration commission at the front desk.”

“Of course, Master,” the two nodded.

And left with the town hall official.

…

It wasn’t long before,

knock knock knock~!

The sound of knocking on the door came.

“Come in!”

The door opened.

A girl around 1.65 meters tall, with golden hair and pointed ears, dressed in a gray-blue suit, stood at the door.

Another elf.

The elven girl quickly scanned the room, then fixed her gaze on Wu Heng in front of the desk.

“I am the new Deputy Steward—Xi Ligui, just came from the Steward’s side, and I specifically came to say hello,” the elven girl introduced herself generously.

She was very polite, but her face carried an inexplicable arrogance and indifference.

“My name is Wu Heng, please come in!” Wu Heng stood up to welcome her.

The elf nodded her thanks and sat down on the couch.

Wu Heng took out a bottle of peach iced tea from his Space Ring, opened it for her, and placed it in front of her.

He eyed her again.

There was a Longsword hanging at her waist; she was likely a melee professional.

Golden hair tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, phoenix eyes, the tips of her eyes slightly upturned at the corners.

She looked like a young girl, with delicate features, and the bodice of her suit was pushed up high, the stretched fabric looking as though it was about to burst open.

Slim waist, an exaggerated bust, with a strong visual impact.

By size, she seemed to be on par with ‘Slyther.’

Slyther herself was a voluptuous woman, but this girl had the appearance of a young maiden.

“Deputy Steward Wu Heng, where are you from?”

“The Yeko Kingdom.”

“Oh, that’s not too far from here. I’ve been there, a bustling place.”

“Yes, it’s quite lively,” Wu Heng agreed.

As a professional ostracized by others, he still had to claim to be from the Yeko Kingdom.

After a brief chat, the elven girl continued, “What are your plans, Deputy Steward Wu Heng, after your arrival?”

“I don’t have any plans at the moment. This is my first time here, and I haven’t settled in yet,” Wu Heng said.

The girl continued, “Gold and Silver Island was originally pirate territory, and even though they have been granted amnesty from various places, they still maintain their filthy trades. Those criminals, cultists, and even those who use this place as a base, the association should bear the responsibility to eradicate these cancers.”

Wu Heng was taken aback.

He looked at the elf in surprise.

A just and broad-minded elven girl.

“Deputy Steward Wu Heng, do you see a problem with my thinking?”

Seeing that he hadn’t answered for a while, the elf asked curiously.

“Deputy Steward Xi Ligui is absolutely correct, and I agree with that,” Wu Heng immediately responded.

Back in Black Stone Town,

he had the same thoughts, but in the end, he was nearly backstabbed by ‘Yazde.’

Hearing Wu Heng’s agreement, the elven girl’s expression eased considerably.

She said, “Later on, we can start with the island’s pirates, warlocks, or necromancers. We’re bound to find a solid entry point, accurate once investigated.”

Hearing this statement, Wu Heng’s eyes twitched.

“Did you do that on purpose, or did you not check my profile when you came?”

“You can’t look at it that way. You have to consider what someone has done, not judge them by their profession. Necromancers also have the Life Extension Technique and the Revival Technique, magic developed for the sake of living beings. A knife in itself is not guilty; it’s the individual who commits a crime with it that’s at fault.”

The elf girl was taken aback and pondered for a moment.

“Deputy Steward Wu Heng is right. We can’t judge someone’s guilt based on their profession alone,” she said.

Just as Wu Heng nodded, the girl continued, “But the professions I mentioned are more prone to committing crimes.”

“Uh…”

The elf girl sat for a while, apparently having more to do.

She stood up and said, “It was nice to meet you today. If there’s anything in the future, you can come to me.”

“Sure.”

“Then, I won’t disturb you any longer,” said the elf girl, heading for the door.

Wu Heng saw her out and watched as she left.

I wonder if this elf has anything to do with the steward.

They’re of the same race, after all.

…

“Who was that just now?”

Andre Willow and Mini were returning from another direction just in time.

They asked about the departing elf.

“Another Deputy Steward from the association!” Wu Heng said.

“Oh, another elf,” Mini remarked.

“Yes.”

Elves have much longer lifespans.

With their heritage and a bit more hard work, it’s easier for them to rise to higher professional levels compared to other races.

They have ample time to pursue self-improvement.

“Master, we’ve completed the commission. Here’s the key,” Andre Willow handed over the key.

Wu Heng instructed, “Keep the key with you. If I’m not around, you can go ahead and arrange the decorators. Hand over the key to them.”

“All right, I’ll discuss the decoration plan with you later.”

“Sure,” Wu Heng nodded then inquired further, “Any news about the merit rewards?”

“Not yet!”

Seeing there was nothing else, Wu Heng closed the door.

“Let’s go. There’s nothing more; we should head home!”

The group left the association and walked towards their residence.

…

Upon returning to their residence,

Wu Heng went into the study, heading for Zombie World.

In the lobby on the first floor,

Wu Heng listened to Li Yahong talking about some issues heard on the radio.

The zombies were becoming stronger, something evident all over.

What one could previously beat down with a few blows, now required several more.

It was also reported that some shelters had lost contact on the radio.

It was highly possible that zombies had breached their defenses, and the people had either evacuated or perished at the hands of the zombies.

The two of them talked about this.

Suddenly, someone hurried in.

“Leader, Sister Hong!”

“What’s going on?” asked Li Yahong.

“Sister Hong, people from Dongan Village Shelter have arrived. They traded for some flour but didn’t leave. They say they want to meet you to discuss dealing with the Mutated Zombies.”

Dongan Village?

Wu Heng seemed to recall Li Yahong mentioning this shelter; it appeared that its leader had even made it onto the rankings of the strongest.

Li Yahong looked towards him, and Wu Heng suggested, “Since they’ve come all this way, it’s good to ask about potential cooperation.”

“Fine, ask them to come over!” Li Yahong said.

“Yes!”

The messenger left.

Before long, three figures were escorted in.

The leader was a man in his thirties, his long hair tied back, wearing a coat over a stab-resistant garment, exuding a refined air mixed with a mature charm.

Seeing Li Yahong, he smiled and walked forward, “Dongan Village, Qi Hancai. I’m delighted to meet you, Leader Li.”

“And I’m pleased to meet you, Leader Qi.”

The two shook hands, and Li Yahong invited the visitor to sit down.

After seated, Qi Hancai’s followers stood dutifully behind him.

“Most shelters are dominated by men, and we women who can make our voices heard are in the minority. We should interact more often and help each other out,” Qi Hancai said with a smile.

“Of course,” replied Li Yahong, nodding in agreement before quickly turning to the matter at hand, “Leader Qi mentioned discussing zombies with me. May I ask what it is about?”

Qi Hancai looked up at her and then at the personnel guarding the surroundings.

The smile on her face faded and she spoke seriously, “Level 3 Mutant Zombies. I wonder if Leader Li might be interested?”