Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Deacon's study.

Wu Heng drank a sip of scented tea and recounted what happened during this trip to the sea.

When she heard that the vampires had released those exiles, each of whom was level 18, Xilagui's chubby face instantly became tense and serious.

"What happened in the end?"

Wu Heng took another sip of tea. "Dead! I bombarded them all at sea."

"Where is the vampire fleet you mentioned?" Xilagui continued to ask.

"It's the fifth fleet of the Blood Knights, led by Emeka, a level 15 professional." Wu Heng said softly.

Xilagui's face still looked ugly.

If Wu Heng had not met them this time, but released these exiles instead.

The Hui-blood Clan is fine, at least they can handle their own affairs on their own.

If we don't plan to go back, but instead mess around around the Emerald Sea, a lot of people will die, whether it is on Treasure Island or in other villages and towns.

"What do you think about this?" Xilagui continued to ask.

Wu Heng glanced at the other party and said, "It seems that there are also some families within the blood clan, fighting each other openly and secretly. This time I ruined their plan and killed the fleet. I may be retaliated by the blood clan. Be careful on the island."

"Okay, I'll tell each team to keep an eye on this matter." Xilagui nodded.

The last time the necromancer took revenge, Shi Yali almost died in the city.

So, we should be careful about this kind of thing.

The blood clan is not a small sect like the Tianming Sect, but a real big clan.

Then, Xi Lagui asked, "Do you plan to report this to the association? Reporting it will also be a deterrent to the vampires."

Originally, Wu Heng didn't want to tell the headquarters about this.

It is not on the association's wanted list, and it also involves matters within the vampire clan.

But what Xilagui said was right. If we report the problem, we can use the headquarters to put pressure on the vampires. If we don't report it, it will be very troublesome to explain the matter from the beginning when something goes wrong.

"You write a report to the association about the blood clan ships' human sacrifices in the Emerald Sea. I will write a letter to Lilith, explaining this matter from the perspective of inspecting the exiles." Wu Heng thought for a moment and said.

Xilagui thought about it, nodded and agreed, "Okay."

Shi Yali came over and prepared paper and pen for the two of them.

Start writing.

……

"Leader Lilith Ann Beshmit:

During the mission to the three locations of the exiles and check on their status, we encountered other vampire fleets.

They were the first to salvage the three sarcophagi of the exiles, and captured fishermen along the way as living sacrifices to open the sarcophagi.

The ships from Treasure Island clashed with the vampire fleet.

With the loss of several large warships and skeleton servants, the target ship was sunk and the crew was killed.

The bloodiness of the battle zone attracted schools of sharks, which devoured corpses and rammed ships.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

According to subsequent investigations, the team leader was named 'Emeka', the captain of the Fifth Fleet of the Scarlet Knights. The purpose of this trip was to release several exiles from the Emerald Sea.

I don't understand the other party's reasons, nor can I guess their ultimate goal.

I just feel that someone is against the leader.

Please, Chief Lilith, be careful of the hidden enemies.

——The owner of Treasure Island: Wu Heng.

After writing, Wu Heng checked it.

Xi Lagui, who was sitting at the desk, also put down her pen.

"Have you finished writing?"

"I've finished writing, take a look." Wu Heng handed it to her.

Xi Lagui also handed the other party what she had written.

The two looked at each other and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with what they reported. Apart from the different angles of description, there was no major discrepancy.

After confirming that there is no problem.

Putting it in an envelope, Shi Yali took it and brought it to the front desk.

It will be mailed out with other letters.

After sitting in the association for a while, Wu Heng also stood up and left.

Return to the island owner's manor.

……

Push open the door and walk in.

Several maids immediately surrounded them.

They gathered together and asked if anyone was injured.

Although every time I came back from going out, the questions the maids asked were almost the same.

But in fact, it’s quite good for Wu Heng that someone is thinking about him.

It's much better than being alone in the beginning when I rented a house in Blackstone Town.

"Is everything okay at home these two days?" Wu Heng asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that Sister 'Shanara' talked to you. You were not there at the time, so I chatted with her for a while and she said she was coming back." Minnie said softly.

"Really? I'll go check it out!"

They walked into the hall together, and the maid helped them take off their armor.

Wu Heng simply washed up and went upstairs into the radio room.

First, I looked at the record book.

Then he picked up the phone and said, "Is Mrs. Shannella here?"

Soon, a lazy voice came from the other side, "Hate it! Calling me Madam again."

Wu Heng smiled, "I heard from Minnie that you are coming back."

"Well, I have this idea. Do you, as the island owner, welcome it?"

"Of course you are welcome. How did you come back? I mean, what ship did you take?" Wu Heng asked.

The other party thought for a moment, "It should be the Star Flower fleet. I don't have any real power now. I just want to save face. Even though I am the president, I can't mobilize the ships."

"It's good that you can come back. I'll let Philippa pick you up."

"It's too far. Let's wait until we get to the port and see the situation. If there is really no ship coming, you can arrange one for me." Shannara said.

"Okay, it's up to you."

The two continued to chat about recent developments.

Hang up the chat.

Go to the zombie world and take the prepared printing press.

A factory building in the courtyard was selected as a temporary printing workshop.

……

Night falls.

After dinner, Glenda handed him the revised novel and the edited newspaper for him to look at.

Wu Heng took a look and was somewhat surprised at Granda's ability.

The things that are summarized and organized are really good.

It is almost indistinguishable from modern newspapers.

The novels in the corner are still the predetermined detective collections.

His name was changed to Wu Heng, and his appearance was also changed to black hair and black eyes.

Wu Heng felt a little embarrassed when he saw this.

Both Glenda and Xiaoxiao feel pretty good, and their real names and appearances are used in the association's promotional stories.

But Wu Heng made it up.

What they said is very likely true.

After checking from the beginning and confirming that there is no problem.

Wu Heng took it and walked out, handed it to the skeletons in the printing workshop, asked them to copy it and start printing.

……

the next day.

"Take a look at the Treasure Island Express, and you can know the major and strange events in the world even if you just sit at home."

On the main road of Treasure Island.

There were figures one after another, and the newspaper sellers were holding newspapers in their hands and shouting loudly.

"Express news? What is it used for?" someone passing by asked curiously.

"This is called a newspaper. It collects all the major events in the world and compiles them in the newspaper," explained the newsagent.

"This is good stuff, give me one."

"65 coppers."

"You still want money? Forget it, this thing still costs money." The person who asked the price turned and walked away, muttering to himself.

Then, people kept asking.

But few actually bought it.

……

Golden Sail Tavern.

A bard quickly read the contents of the newspaper.

He took a sip of the throat-moistening herbal tea, shook his neck, and walked directly onto the wooden platform in the middle.

He clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

He said, "Today I bought a newspaper on the road. It is a reading material with texts sold in the Island Master's Mansion. The content on it is quite rich. Let me tell you about it."

A guest below frowned and shouted, "What is this? Something about pirates or street lamps?"

Someone chimed in, "I think it was the street light. This has been publicized for several days."

The bard said, "Listen to me, this is worth 65 coppers. It's a bargain for you to listen to it."

"You need more money!"

“This thing… humph!”

"Then tell me, I really want to hear about the money involved."

The bard gathered his thoughts, glanced at the newspaper, and read: "The ports of the Yeko Kingdom are blocked, and ships are not allowed to enter or leave... Recently, a cult fleet entered the Emerald Sea and offered human sacrifices, but was killed by the Treasure Island fleet."

"Houses in the expansion area are now on sale. You can go to the City Hall to purchase them. Treasure Island is recruiting fleet sailors and patrol officers."

……

Discussions gradually arose from below.

"The Yeko Kingdom has been sealed for a long time."

"Another human sacrifice? No more pirates, but here comes the cult."

"Recruiting sailors, I feel the same way."

"This newspaper is not worth the price. I don't think it's a big deal."

“You only buy it when you have too much money and have nowhere to spend it.”

The bard, taking advantage of the discussion, took a sip of tea and clapped his hands again for silence.

When the voice gradually faded, he continued: "Why rush? There is another story below. I'm sure you will be interested."

Everyone frowned and shut up.

The poet spoke confidently and began to narrate softly.

"..."

"When I was standing at the door of the Criterion Tavern, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. I looked back and recognized him as little Stanford, who had worked as an emergency technician under me when I was at the Rentam City Hospital."

……

"Poor fellow!" he said sympathetically, after I had told him my story. "What are you doing now?"

"Looking for lodgings," I answered, "see if I can find some rooms which are both comfortable and reasonably priced."

Stanford said: "What a coincidence, someone said the same thing to me today."

"Who?"

"It's a fellow at work. He was complaining to himself this morning that he had found a very nice house, but he couldn't find anyone to share it with him, and he couldn't afford the rent all by himself."

"Excellent!" I cried. "If he really wants a roommate, I'm just the man he wants. I love the company myself."

Little Stanford looked at me strangely while drinking.

"His name is Wu Heng, and his appearance is very rare here."

"Rare? Isn't he human?"

"I'm not talking about his race, but his appearance. He has black hair and black eyes. He's the only one I've seen in the city, and he looks like this."

……

Wow~!

When the drinkers listened to the idle story, their excitement exploded.

Wu Heng?

Black hair and black eyes?

Damn, island owner!