Chapter 94: Alchemist Gnome
Hearing Li Yanhong's shout, Wu Heng quickly climbed to the second floor with the skeletons.
The sound of fighting could be heard from afar.
Wu Heng gestured to the back, and Barson and Bagdong rushed in directly.
Inside the room, Sword One and Sword Two were fighting against two zombies.
One male and one female zombie, both wearing tops, but nothing on their lower bodies.
Seeing that they were just ordinary zombies, Wu Heng also breathed a sigh of relief.
Sword One and Sword Two, being of higher level, left deep sword marks on the zombies.
The swords in their hands swung quickly, directly killing the zombies.
"I didn't mean to scream; they just jumped at me as soon as I opened the door, scared the hell out of me," Li Yanhong explained.
"No worries, did you find the keys?"
"No!"
Wu Heng glanced at the zombies on the ground.
After thinking for a moment, he cast [Speak with Dead] on the middle-aged male zombie.
The corpse lying on the ground suddenly sat up.
Its head turned to look at the two, its eyeballs grey-white.
Tap, tap, tap~!
Li Yanhong was so scared that she stepped back several paces, her face pale.
Wu Heng waved at her to indicate there was nothing to fear, then looked at the sitting zombie and asked, "Where are the keys to the car downstairs?"
This was the first time he used this spell to talk to a zombie.
The fake intelligence created by necromancy might not work on zombies, after all.
He was also a bit nervous.
After waiting for a moment, the zombie spoke, "In the management transfer room on the innermost side of the third floor."
Wu Heng nodded; it could still speak.
He continued to ask, "Are all the vehicles parked downstairs?"
"Yes."
"You all…"
Bang~!
After answering the two questions, the male corpse directly fell backward, returning to its dead state.
Wu Heng's third question was cut off halfway.
Damn, the zombie can only answer two questions.
That's too quick.
"Uncle, Uncle, I found it, on the third floor…"
Xiaoxiao floated in.
Wu Heng didn't mention the zombie, responding, "Ah, really? Good job!"
"Hehe, of course."
"Lead the way, let's go get the keys."
"This way." Xiaoxiao flew in front, and Wu Heng followed with the skeletons to the third floor.
The whole building had only two zombies on the second floor, which Li Yanhong happened to encounter.
They found the keys in the room on the innermost side and went back downstairs.
Seeing Wu Heng and the others come out, a few survivors also came up to them.
Wu Heng asked, "Everyone can drive, right?"
Several people nodded.
"Anyone know how to drive a forklift?"
The others shook their heads.
Li Yanhong said, "I can, but I'm not very good at it."
"Alright, you guys drive the trucks and buses, Li Yanhong will drive one of the forklifts, and the remaining forklift will be loaded onto the truck to bring back." Wu Heng handed out the keys to a few people.
The forklift was loaded onto the back of the truck.
The others also received their keys.
They tried to start the engines and carefully began to move.
Wu Heng walked behind with the skeletons.
These people's driving skills didn't seem great; although they were driving slowly, they were still bumping into things.
The noise attracted some zombies, which were killed by the skeleton squad.
Li Yanhong drove the forklift, moving the abandoned cars blocking the road out of the way.
The cars behind carefully followed, slowly making their way forward.
The return journey took even longer because of these vehicles.
They returned to the auto repair shop.
Wu Heng said, "The cars are yours now. Modify them and then contact the prison."
"Okay!" Li Yanhong nodded.
Then she had people drive the cars to the repair shop entrance.
At the same time, she introduced the newly joined members.
Wu Heng returned to the residential area, had the skeletons pile the corpses aside, and began using [Battlefield of the Dead] to transform the corpses.
A large number of skeletons stood up and joined the ranks.
When outside, he usually didn't use [Battlefield of the Dead], a spell that consumes a large amount of mental energy at once.
After all, when outside, it's easy for unexpected situations to occur, affecting his judgment and reactions.
Everything was more or less handled.
He returned to Blackstone Town.
...…
Blackstone Town, Black Market.
Wu Heng, accompanied by Barson, paid the entrance fee and entered the Black Market directly.
The deaths of the necromancer and Steward Yazde had no effect here.
It was still the same continuous row of stalls, crowded with people in black robes.
He didn't browse much but went straight up to the second floor.
After showing his badge, he was led into a private room.
The eight-bearded staff member kept smiling, "How can I assist you, sir?"
"Help me check if the commission I placed has been completed."
"Alright, please wait a moment."
Shortly after, the eight-bearded man returned.
Behind him were two strong men carrying a half-human-high coffin.
"Sir, your commission has been completed."
He had only intended to ask, but it turned out to be really done.
After the necromancer's death, it seems Blackstone Town is no longer so strict about surrounding areas, allowing the transport of corpses.
"Abutrost, Gnome, died of natural causes, Level 11 'Alchemy Subject' Alchemist."
The eight-bearded middle-aged man softly introduced the information about the person in the coffin.
After speaking, he clapped his hands lightly, and the strong men beside him opened the coffin lid.
Wu Heng stepped forward and glanced inside. Lying within was a body wrapped in linen, extremely small in size, looking like a child.
But since the cause of death was natural, it couldn't possibly be a child.
"Sir, does this meet your requirements?" the eight-bearded man continued to ask.
Wu Heng nodded, "Hmm, not bad, I'm quite satisfied."
When writing the commission, he didn't specify race or age, only that it should be a higher-level alchemist.
The rest didn't matter.
"Alright, sir, you need to pay the remaining balance of 1,200 silver coins," the man continued.
Wu Heng nodded, took out a 30-gram gold bar and a bag of silver coins.
The middle-aged man examined the gold bar, confirmed it was gold and of sufficient weight, and smiled, "The commission is completed, sir."
Wu Heng nodded.
He then took out a receipt with a snakehead emblem and handed it to the man.
He said, "Check what's in this."
"Alright, sir, please wait a moment." The man took the receipt and left.
This receipt was left behind by Yazde. Since he was here, he might as well see what was stored.
Soon, the middle-aged man returned, holding a black wooden box.
He placed the wooden box on the table, and everyone left. Wu Heng then opened the lid and looked inside.
On top was a property deed and a badge resembling an eye.
Below it were a lot of silver coins.
It wasn't a property deed for Blackstone Town but for a certified property in a city called 'Rentam'.
It seemed to be Yazde's house elsewhere.
Now it was all his.
He examined the badge, unsure which faction it belonged to.
But he remembered Yazde mentioning that he was a member of some Eye Church, so it was likely related to that.
There was nothing else.
After all, what Yazde did carried some risks, so the money stored here was likely just in case of emergencies.
If anything happened, he could grab the money and run.
After confirming there was nothing else, Wu Heng stored the coffin and the money box in his space ring and left directly downstairs.
The eight-bearded middle-aged man reminded him not to forget anything and then waved goodbye.
Wu Heng went downstairs, took a walk around the stalls in the Black Market, and then left, taking a carriage back to Blackstone Town.
...…
Returning to the crowded area.
Walking into an alley, he saw Yuli heading out.
"Wu Heng, where have you been?" Yuli asked with her hands on her hips.
"Went to the commercial street. You came looking for me?" Wu Heng walked into the alley and stood at the door, opening it.
"Yeah, came
to check on you. In Blackstone Town, I'm probably the only one who thinks of you." Yuli naturally entered the house and sat down at the dining table.
Yuli and Wu Heng were actually quite similar.
Both were outsiders with few friends.
Of course, coming over for a meal was also a significant reason.
Wu Heng glanced at her and said, "Still eating instant noodles?"
"And that sour noodle dish."
Wu Heng nodded, started boiling water, and casually asked, "Anything going on at the guild these days?"
Yuli thought for a moment and said, "The captain of Team One left. The members found a letter at his place."
Wu Heng was surprised. Arnel left?
It seemed that in their struggle, Arnel felt he had little chance of winning and chose to leave.
"What did the letter say?"
Yuli, resting her chin on her hand, said, "Heard that Steward Yazde died, so Arnel didn't want to be the captain of Team One anymore. That's basically it; I didn't read the exact contents."
"So, Team One has no captain now!"
"Yep, and the guild is in a mess now, keeping my aunt really busy."
For the Adventurer's Guild in Blackstone Town, this was no small matter.
The steward died, and the captain of Team One left without a word.
Only a guild could maintain stability in such a situation. If it were a mercenary group or a gang, they would have already had infighting or split the assets.
Wu Heng handed over a bowl of prepared hot and sour noodles and some other snacks, then asked, "Where did Arnel go?"
"No idea."
"Is he a local? Where's his hometown?"
Slurp, slurp~ "How would I know? Are you into him or something?"
"Idiot~!"
"What do you mean? Are you calling me stupid?"
After dinner, Yuli patted her round belly, feeling like it was almost as big as her chest.
She didn't take after her aunt at all.
They chatted for a while, and then Yuli got up to go home.
Wu Heng stood at the street corner, waving her goodbye.
After seeing Yuli off, Wu Heng tidied up the dining table.
He locked the door, opened the gate to the zombie world, and returned.
He took the coffin out from his space ring.