Chapter 193: Regional Commander

Chapter 193: Regional Commander

Regarding this Blood Clan Whisperer leader.

There isn't much information left in the outside world, only that it's a Blood Clan member, female.

Other faction leaders serve for decades at most, and then are replaced by new leaders, leading to personnel changes or reforms.

In the case of the Whisperers, there's no such thing; they haven't changed leaders for hundreds of years.

It's also because of her long-term presence that the development direction has been unified, allowing the originally small faction, "Whisperers," to gradually come into the public's eye.

They have started becoming an important intelligence department within the guild.

Slater's letter didn't explicitly state it, but when piecing together the content.

It's basically possible to deduce where the Blood Clan-related intel came from.

The only one who could bring benefits to him and Slater is this several-hundred-year-old leader.

Using a rare item to gain the attention of a faction leader within the guild isn't a bad deal.

It's even more beneficial than selling it for a lot of money.

"Women really are more meticulous."

Looking at it now, there's still a gap between himself and Slater.

He only thought about how to maximize the price for selling the item, while Slater directly contacted a leader of the Eternal Night Clan.

She's still more formidable.

After thinking it through.

There was no hesitation left.

He took out an envelope and stationery from the drawer and began replying to Slater.

The content was very simple: since she arranged everything, he would certainly support her.

The rare item would not be sold, and she could come to get it anytime, or he could figure out a way to send it to her.

Of course, the letter didn't mention that he had already killed the buyer.

He placed the letter in the envelope.

Just as he sealed it with wax.

The door was pushed open.

Duke and the rogue 'Burke' came in, chatting as they walked.

Seeing Wu Heng sitting in the room, they immediately greeted him, "Captain, you're here early."

"Mm! Did you come together?" Wu Heng asked.

"Burke also lives in the outer district, we met on the way here and came together," Duke explained.

Wu Heng glanced at the smiling rogue and asked, "Burke, you live in the outer district?"

"Yes, Captain."

"Do you have family at home?"

Burke's expression suddenly froze, and he didn't reply for a long time, even Duke gave him a curious look.

After a few seconds, he smiled again, "My mother and younger brother."

Wu Heng nodded, "Work hard, do this job properly for a few years, and as a captain, you'll have a better life."

"Yes, Captain."

Duke chimed in, "Just follow the captain, earning achievements isn't hard."

"Mm, I'm counting on the captain and Brother Duke."

As they chatted, Marta and the warrior 'Goul Bury' also walked in.

After exchanging a few words, Wu Heng led the group outside.

He handed the letter to the front desk.

And headed to the outer district for today's patrol duty.

......

Outer district.

The entire street was even more chaotic, and they encountered three or four groups of people having conflicts along the way.

Wu Heng and his group didn't intervene, they just observed from afar.

To avoid any stray blades injuring them.

Soon, gang members responsible for maintaining order came and separated the conflicting parties, giving warnings and dispersing them.

Seeing there was no excitement left, the group continued their patrol route.

There were enough of them, and no one dared to cause trouble.

Actually, Wu Heng didn't even know what they were patrolling for.

They didn't know anyone from the Warhammer Party, could they really catch a couple of infiltrators?

They walked all the way to a central area.

Suddenly, a figure rushed over from a distance.

"My lord, Captain...!"

Just as the figure got close, with a loud bang, Bagdong kicked him back.

The man tumbled to the ground, groaning in pain.

Wu Heng now got a clear look at the man's appearance.

A chubby man in a dark blue robe, he looked somewhat familiar, but Wu Heng couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Duke removed the battle-axe from his back, watching the man warily.

The chubby man, startled, immediately jumped up and explained, "My lord, you don't remember me? Last time, you bought a few slaves from me, you picked out two of them."

A slave trader.

The image in his mind matched the man in front of him; it was indeed the slave merchant he had purchased from.

Wu Heng curiously asked, "You're looking for me?"

"No, no!" The chubby man brushed the dust off his clothes, glanced at the people behind Wu Heng, and said, "My lord, could we talk in private? It won't take much of your time."

Wu Heng looked around, brought his two skeleton guards, and walked aside.

"What is it? Speak."

The chubby man rubbed his hands and whispered, "My lord, I have another batch of girls, all meeting human aesthetic standards. The price is just right now, would you be interested?"

Wu Heng didn't expect it to be about this and turned around, ready to leave.

The chubby man didn't dare reach out to stop him and hurriedly said, "My lord, it's not safe outside right now. Most of the slaves can't enter the city. Please, do me a favor, just buy them to serve as maids."

It seemed this was because of the Warhammer Party.

Prices in the city had skyrocketed, and keeping slaves had become an expensive burden.

Now that the area outside the city was unsafe, everyone was trying to find a way to get in.

"Why don't you just release them? Do you really need me to play the good guy?" Wu Heng responded bluntly.

"My lord, this is Rentam City, I still have some influence. If I can't find buyers for them, letting them go would mean most of them wouldn't survive." The chubby man continued.

Like I believe you.

You're so fat you look like a ball, and you're still wearing expensive jewelry.

Now you're pretending to care about the slaves.

"I don't have the means to buy more slaves. You should ask someone else." Wu Heng rejected him outright.

Things on his end were a mess too.

He still needed to arrange guards for the two maids, how could he afford to buy more people?

Besides, could he even save them?

"My lord, that generous lady last time, do you know where she lives? The slave prices are half of what they were. Maybe she still needs more." The chubby man continued.

He was asking about Slater.

She was indeed a powerful and wealthy woman.

"She's not in Rentam City. I can help you write a letter to ask her, but whether she needs them or not, you'll have to wait for some time." Wu Heng replied.

Slater would probably need a batch of slaves.

The price last time wasn't cheap, but now it was much lower.

"Oh, great, thank you, my lord." The chubby man hesitated before adding, "If you want to buy more slaves, come to me directly. I'll give you an even better price."

Wu Heng waved him off and walked back toward his squad.

He rejoined his squad.

Duke immediately asked, "Captain, what was that sneaky guy up to?"

"He was asking if I wanted to buy slaves. Seems like the situation isn't good, and he can't sell them anymore," Wu Heng casually answered.

"Oh, a slave trader, huh."

The group completed a loop along their patrol route.

When nothing happened, they returned to the guild.

Wu Heng looked at his team members and said, "I have some business this afternoon. Duke, Marta, you two take the new recruits on patrol. Remember, we're only assisting with patrols. If there's any issue, don't think about getting involved, report it to the steward."

The group paused.

Then they agreed.

"Got it, Captain."

After confirming there were no further issues.

They all parted ways.

......

Zombie World.

After arriving, Wu Heng stood by the window and pulled back the curtain to look outside.

There was now a line of vehicles on the commercial street.

Qiangzi and the others were wearing masks, moving supplies.

Li Yanhong and the others have returned.

Wu Heng walked downstairs, heading toward the convoy.

As he approached, the walkie-talkie buzzed with a message. The lookout informed Li Yanhong that the boss, the King of Hell, had come down.

Soon, Li Yanhong walked out from Shadow City Mall.

"When did you get back?" Wu Heng asked.

"A little after two. I saw you were resting, and there weren't any zombies around, so we started moving supplies," Li Yanhong responded.

She must have contacted him on the walkie-talkie when she arrived.

But since she didn't get a response, she just started scavenging supplies.

Given the distance between the prison and here, their speed was actually quite good.

"Mm, I didn't hear it earlier."

"By the way, what do you think about the title of Disaster Relief Commander?" Li Yanhong suddenly asked.

Wu Heng was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

"The main station wants to appoint a disaster relief commander for each region, and our prison is on the candidate list."