Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

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

The candidates now need to be selected by the association headquarters.

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

All have to abide by the rules.

Imilo leaned back in his chair and asked directly, "Which one do you think is more likely?"

Gianvito seemed to have thought about this question a long time ago, and said slowly: "According to the association's previous arrangements, the second possibility is more likely. Arrange someone who is good at management to serve as the new island owner."

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

The disadvantages are also obvious. Newcomers need some time to understand the local situation.

Over time, a new group of pirates may emerge again.

There is no high threshold to become a pirate. Over time, more and more pirates will emerge.

Imiro nodded, he also knew about the association's affairs.

Gianvito continued, "Of course, this is just based on past speculation. If the person nominated locally has a high enough reputation and is supported locally, the first option will have a higher chance of happening."

As he said this, he looked up at the other person.

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

It won’t be so troublesome.

Yimi Luo said directly: "The candidate nominated by the locals 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 nominated."

Gianvito was slightly surprised.

He gently reminded, "Treasure Island is in a good location."

Yimi Luo's tone remained calm. "I came to Treasure Island only because the association couldn't find anyone more suitable. Now that the pirate issue has been resolved, I have my own path to go. I won't stay in Treasure Island for long."

"The elves are so enviable. They have more time to move forward in their own direction." Janvito said with a little envy.

He then added: "If you take the position, the chance of success will be greater. If we nominate the young deputy deacon, the chances will be much smaller."

Yimi Luo said calmly: "It depends on his luck."

"If you've made up your mind, write it down and send it to the association's headquarters as soon as possible."

"Ok!"

Residential area, a mansion hall.

Shannara was dressed in a purple dress, looking dignified and elegant.

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

They were the happiest people because order had been restored on Treasure Island.

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

Sea transportation will become the new golden route.

"I heard that the association is going to select a new island owner. What do you think?" Shannara suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

A representative of the business group turned the gold ring on his hand and said, "We have no say in how the association chooses, so what can we think about it?"

"Yeah, any choice is fine, as long as it's not a pirate."

"As things stand now, it will be beneficial for us if anyone becomes the island owner, and maritime trade will only get better."

The others 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 when doing things.

When doing business, the most favorite thing for a business group is to work within the rules.

Therefore, as long as it is arranged by the association, it doesn’t matter who is the island owner, as long as he is not a pirate.

Shannella put down her teacup and said with a smile, "Actually, I prefer to let Deputy Deacon Wu Heng be the island master."

The representatives of various business groups were all stunned.

Cast a curious look.

"Mrs. Shannella, please speak directly if you have anything to say. We are all here now so we can discuss it."

Shannella nodded and said, "You may not know that this kind of appointment by the association is generally divided into three types: local recommendation, external transfer by the association, or directly thrown to a neighboring country."

Pause slightly to allow others to react.

Then he said, "The latter two are of no help to us. We have dealt with the battle the night before last to some extent. We can't let our efforts be in vain. In the end, the island has nothing to do with us."

Everyone frowned.

For a moment, there was no intention to come back here.

But there were still some people who supported it and said, "According to what Lady Shannella said, we did contribute."

"Yeah, I lost a lot of guards too."

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

As they talked one by one, the hall became a little messy.

Shannella picked up the silver spoon, tapped the edge of the teacup, and said, "I plan to write a letter of recommendation and send it to the Association on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce, recommending Deputy Deacon Wu Heng to serve as the new island owner."

“Is there any direct connection here?”

Shannella said slowly, "First, he saved our lives. We should support him. There will be someone to save us next time we are in danger. Second, he has good character and talent. He became a deputy deacon in his 20s. He is also a genius. He will achieve greater success in the future. Third, he has enough strength to rule Treasure Island."

Without waiting for others to react, he concluded, "Helping him will show the outside world that we have not forgotten our savior, and helping a genius is also an investment. Internally, Treasure Island will be stable, and our Chamber of Commerce will also benefit."

Wow~!

As soon as the words fell, everyone started discussing again.

After hearing what Shannara said, it seemed that nominating this deputy deacon would be in the best interest of them.

"Then why not let Imiro become the island master directly? The deputy deacon is a necromancer after all, and problems may easily arise." A slightly fat middle-aged man raised the question.

Shannella replied, "Let's not talk about whether 'Imilo' thinks highly of Treasure Island or not. Even if he wants to become the island owner, after this incident, Wu Heng will be transferred to another place as a deacon, and Treasure Island will lose a strong man. If Wu Heng becomes the island owner, he will not be transferred away, and Treasure Island will have two strong men in charge."

The middle-aged man paused and said no more.

Everyone pondered for a moment.

Continuously express opinions.

"Okay, I agree with Madam Shannella's proposal. Count me in for the nomination."

"I agree. If he really becomes the island master, he must not forget about us."

“I agree with that.”

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

After all, nominating one person would not cause any loss to one's side.

The other party's argument is indeed more convincing.

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

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

Finished this sentence.

More people agreed to join and signed their names.

Shannara glanced at the letter of recommendation, confirmed that there was no problem, and handed it to the butler beside her.

"Send it to the association and tell them that all the chambers of commerce have nominated 'Deputy Deacon Wu Heng' to be the island owner."

"Yes, ma'am."

……

Residence, study.

After Wu Heng came back from the zombie world.

Sit at the desk and think about the follow-up questions again.

With the death of the island owner 'Occam', the crisis of Treasure Island and the problem of the blank envelope were all solved.

The only unexpected thing was the person who controlled the head to speak after Occam's death.

Judging from the tone of the other party's voice, he was also involved in this incident, but he was not one of the pirates.

"It all depends on Imiro to see if there are any clues."

The second point is the subsequent processing work of Treasure Island.

Occam's body. The association may need to ask for the body later. In that case, I will lose a level 18 skeleton.

But there are also benefits to asking about the corpse, as it can help us find out who else is involved behind the scenes.

As for the two rare items obtained.

The association generally does not force members to hand over their spoils, but the effects of the two items are quite special, so they may have to be taken away.

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.

Simply an artifact.

The matter of rare objects should be kept confidential. If you don't mention it, the association is unlikely to ask about it.

Wait for a while before taking it out for use.

Sit in the study for a while.

Dong dong dong~!

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.

When I went downstairs, I saw five women already seated at the dining table.

In addition to several of his own maids, there was also Shannara, who was dressed in a dress. When she saw him coming down, she smiled and spoke in a bad tone.

"There are more people here."

Forehead…….

Wu Heng said: "Philippa, I arranged a spy among the pirates. When I arrested pirates before, a lot of the information was provided by her."

"Yeah, I heard from Minnie."

Wu Heng didn't say much, and said, "Sit down and eat!"

Several people sat down around the dining table.

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

Philippa nudged Minnie with her arm as she stuffed something into her mouth. "Our lady?"

According to the level of the contract.

Philippa, Minnie and others are maids, and the mistress will become a lady.

"Sister Shannella is the president of Star Flower, um..., and the master is...a lover."

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

Born as a pirate, he had naturally heard of the Star Flower, the largest merchant group of the Wood Elves, which contracted the largest export trade of the race.

Unexpectedly, Wu Heng had this kind of relationship with the other party.

"Is this true? How could you fall for a subdeacon?" Philippa muttered.

There was a moment of silence at the table.

Shannella glanced at Wu Heng with a smile.

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

……

After dinner.

The sky gradually became gloomy.

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

Her long hair fell on her shoulders, her skin was smooth and delicate, and her cheeks were rosy.

The bath towel on the chest opened slightly, revealing a deep ravine.

"Come!" Wu Heng lifted the thin blanket beside him.

Shannella rolled her eyes at him, simply wiped her hair, untied the towel, and got under the covers.

Stick together.

Shannella breathed rapidly and said intermittently: "I have something important to say!"

Wu Heng put his straight white calf on his shoulder and said, "Go ahead, I like to hear you talk."

"Hateful!" Shannara complained, and continued, "I have persuaded other chambers of commerce to nominate you as the island owner. If successful, the chambers of commerce that sign will exempt them from taxes for three years."

Minnie had previously told me about recommending herself.

It would be best if you could become the island owner.

But it may not succeed.

If the association really hands this place over to someone else, I can't turn against the association because of this matter.

"Will it succeed?" Wu Heng placed his hands on the other person's chest.

"There is a high probability. After all, the various chambers of commerce have a certain influence. Others have also contributed to the occupation of Treasure Island and have a certain say." Shannara said.

Wu Heng nodded, "If it succeeds, it's no big deal to exempt taxes for three years."

"Well, that's all I can do."

"Thank you Baby."

"It's so disgusting."

Wu Heng smiled and leaned forward gently.

……

The next day, in the morning.

Wu Heng took Philippa to the association.

Philippa was wearing leather armor, with the green parrot on her shoulder, and she was walking with her hands behind her back.

"Good morning, Gers."

"Novaru, you look good."

"Hey~! Olin, your beard looks pretty handsome today."

"No way, you just found out now that I'm Wu Heng's spy? I thought you were so smart that you would have guessed it long ago!"

Philippa was like a social maniac, constantly greeting people from the association along the way.

It attracted a lot of people's attention.

Olin, in particular, put his arm around the dwarf's shoulders and complimented him on his handsome beard.

This made Olin a little annoyed, but for Wu Heng's sake, he couldn't say anything.

Wu Heng pulled her by the back of her collar and took her back to his office.

Andviel, who arrived earlier, looked at Philippa who was brought back with curiosity.

"Do you need to greet everyone?" Wu Heng looked at her and asked.

"And now! Captain Silly Bird." The parrot flew aside and said.

Philippa raised her hand to scare the parrot and explained, "Isn't this just to get to know everyone, so that you won't meet me in the future and they will chase me down, what should I do?"

"Then you should be more reserved. Why are you grabbing Olin and braiding his beard?"

"Oh my god, I'm very skilled. I used to braid all my hair myself." Philippa pointed to her hair.

"Be more subtle when you greet me next time."

Philippa pouted, "Okay, I get it."

After saying that, he sat on the sofa and began to look through the comics he brought.

Sat in the study for a while.

Dong dong dong~!

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

The staff member looked inside and saw Wu Heng and said directly, "Deputy Deacon Wu Heng, Deacon, please go to the morgue."

"Okay, thank you."

After the staff left, Wu Heng also stood up and walked out of the study.

……

There was a chill in the morgue.

Imiro stood at the door, followed by two investigators.

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

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

Imilo stood tall and asked, "Have all the pirates we killed been autopsied?"

"Not yet. They are all deployed at the port and several other locations to provide auxiliary defense. The statistics have not been counted yet." Wu Heng said.

Many pirates were killed this time.

It takes some effort to calculate the statistics.

"Let's keep statistics so that we can calculate the merits later." Imiro said.

Wu Heng glanced at the corpses and said, "Deacon, some of the skeletons are hard to recognize."

"Then collect the pirate flags and count according to the leader of the pirate flag."

"also."

Imilo nodded and continued, "Bring out Occam's body and interrogate him to find out if he has any other plans."

"Deacon, I have a way to get the answers you want without having to interrogate the corpse."