Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Saban's answer is reasonable.

At least we should get the permission from the island owner's mansion first, and then it won't be too late to find the crew for the stage play.

Wu Heng then asked, "What kind of performance do you plan to have?"

Saban responded: "I'm thinking of the public kind of show."

The copyright of stories in this world is not so perfect.

Even if it is a performance in a theater, it is difficult for the original author to make any profit.

That is to say, it is on Treasure Island, right under his own nose, otherwise no one would come to say hello if he organized a stage play.

Public performances are like those in pubs.

Anyone can watch it, and no money will be charged.

There was no need for Wu Heng to argue with the other party about copyright fees.

Said directly: "Since you want to try to adapt it into a stage play, I allow you to perform it."

Hearing these words, Saban's face immediately showed joy.

Things went better than he thought.

The island owner does not have the condescending attitude of the nobles in the past.

"Thank you, Master Island Master."

"Listen to what I have to say!" Wu Heng spoke again.

Saban's expression froze for a moment, then he became serious again.

Wu Heng said: "I allow you to adapt the story, but the story cannot deviate from the theme, and it cannot have a negative impact on Treasure Island and the Island Master's Mansion."

The story has given me a lot of positive reputation.

I also hope that it can be maintained and that no problems arise due to the stage play.

"Master Island Master, we will respect the story and the author and will not bring any negative impact to you or the work." Saban assured solemnly.

"Go back and prepare. I look forward to your performance later." Wu Heng smiled.

Saban also suppressed the joy in his heart and said, "I will definitely not let the island master down."

"Yeah!" Wu Heng nodded.

Saban saluted again and left the room.

Wu Heng continued to sit at the table and was not in a hurry to leave.

Regarding the stage play, I talked about it with a few maids when I came here.

This world, there is no

"Go back and prepare well. I am also looking forward to what kind of story you can perform."

Saipan forced himself to suppress the joy in his heart and said, "I will not let you down."

"Ok!"

Saipan saluted again and left the room.

After he left, Wu Heng also left the meeting room.

Walk out along the corridor.

Passing by the deacon's study, Wu Heng thought for a moment and knocked on the door.

After hearing the response, he opened the door and walked in.

……

In the study room.

Xi Lagui and Shi Yali are both here.

"Why did you come to the association today?" Xilagui asked with a smile.

Wu Heng sat down at the side and said casually, "Let me borrow the conference room."

"What do you want to borrow the conference room for?"

"The bard on the island is planning to adapt the first volume of the great detective's story into a stage play, and he talked to me about it," Wu Heng replied.

Shi Yali brought some snacks, bent over and placed them on the coffee table, staring with wide eyes and asked, "The first volume? Is there a follow-up story?"

Wu Heng picked up the tea and took a sip. "Of course, I will continue the series in the next issue of the newspaper."

The entire series of Great Detective Stories is about 50 words, serialized in newspapers.

It can also be serialized for a year or two.

It can be said that there is no need to worry about serialized stories in newspapers in the short term.

"Is the subsequent story also about solving the case?" Shi Yali's eyes lit up and she leaned forward.

"A new case."

"About what?" Shi Yali asked.

"…a royal scandal."

Shi Yali's eyes shone brighter, and she moved forward twice, wrapping her arm around his side, "Which royal family? Is it an aristocratic love story? Is there anyone dead?"

"It would be meaningless if I told you." Wu Heng said.

Xilagui, who was sitting behind the desk, frowned as she glanced at the place where her sister was hugging her arm.

He said directly: "Shi Yali, that's enough, don't go too far."

Shi Yali also reacted immediately and explained: "Just asking casually."

After saying that, he stood up and sat back in his office.

Xi Lagui looked at Wu Heng again, "Don't you want to use the conference room?"

"I came here because I had run out of things." Wu Heng said.

Xi Lagui suddenly realized, "I said, you are not in a hurry at all."

Wu Heng continued to ask: "What profession do you think is more suitable for being a captain and operating a ship?"

Xilagui thought for a moment, "There's not much difference! Operating a ship at sea depends more on sailing experience and understanding of ships. It's not a separate profession. Warriors and rangers can do it."

Wu Heng felt that he hadn't asked the right question, so he asked again, "What about the control machinery? Something like a train."

"It's the same, actually. There isn't much difference. If I have to say, the machinist should know more about these devices and it should be easier for them to operate them." Xilagui answered again.

Wu Heng nodded, it was similar to what he thought.

Strange machines are designed for other people to use.

Any profession can be controlled.

"That makes sense."

Xi Lagui looked at him and asked, "Why are you asking these questions? What are your plans?"

"I just want to research a new kind of strange machine."

"You know all these?" Xilagui raised her eyebrows and continued, "Don't you feel that you are paying too much attention? I don't want to discourage you, but it's better for you to focus on spells and not waste time on things that are not related to your profession."

For others, the hobbies are too broad and they don't do things that focus on their careers.

It is indeed not a proper job.

But the situation with Wu Heng is somewhat different.

"Would you like to make a bet?" Wu Heng said with a smile.

"What bet?" Xi Lagui glanced at Shi Yali and emphasized, "Let me make it clear first, I don't gamble or anything like that."

"Let's bet on whether I can come up with a magical device that is shocking enough." Wu Heng looked straight at the other party.

"You are really stubborn. You are a wizard, why are you researching such strange machines?" Xilagui was speechless.

"Let's bet or not!"

"What are you betting on?" Xi Lagui asked nonchalantly.

Wu Heng pondered for a moment, "Whoever wins will agree to one of the other's requests."

"Okay, but only if I feel shocked." Xi Lagui emphasized.

Anyway, it’s up to you whether you’ll be surprised or not, so you won’t lose no matter how you think about it.

Shi Yali also raised her hand immediately, "Count me in."

"Okay, then it's the three of us." Wu Heng agreed with a smile.

Here comes another one.

……

Jinfan Tavern, in the private room on the top floor.

"Everyone, the island owner only hopes that the plot will stick to the original novel, and has no other requirements. If anyone is willing to join, please give me a straightforward answer."

Saban stood straight, looked at the people sitting around him, and said with a smile.

There were also quite a few people gathered in the room.

They are all bards above level 5 on the island, and some of them are stationed in various taverns to tell stories from newspapers.

Before the advent of newspapers, bards did not hold a high position in Treasure Island.

But as the newspaper became more and more popular, this profession began to receive some attention.

"Mr. Saban, I have some questions that I would like to ask first." A middle-aged man in a purple robe stood up and saluted first.

Saban hurriedly returned the greeting.

He also knew this person, the island's 12th-level bard 'Fandar', who had considerable prestige in Lighthouse Street.

Fandral said in a soft voice, "What form will this stage play take? Has the Island Master promised any conditions?"

Everyone looked over.

You can read newspapers in the pub, and the pub also charges a fee.

Saban replied, "The island owner did not put forward any conditions. My personal opinion is that as long as our performance is good, the taverns will invite us to perform. It will not affect our level and money."

Fandral nodded and asked, "Will the stage play delay everyone's time to report? I'm afraid there will be many people here rehearsing all day."

As soon as this question came up.

Those who have a regular pub all pricked up their ears.

Saban took a sip of tea and said, "No, we can coordinate the time. It will also take some time to select roles that suit everyone. If you want to participate in this stage play, you should take time to read the script and rehearse. It should be a must."

Fandral nodded again, "It's natural."

Saban did not wait for the other party to ask any more questions and said directly, "The sale of the newspaper has given us an opportunity. This is the second chance given to our profession by the island master. Whether we can completely change the current situation of the bards depends on this time."