The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 406: Chapter 340, Sincere Clay Doll (Add one more chapter).

Hearing the dwarfs words, Wu Heng became tense as well.

A special item that forced people to tell the truth wasn’t much different from his “Communicate with the dead.”

The difference was that he interrogated the dead, while the other interrogated the living.

If this special item were used on himself, indeed, there might be trouble.

If the other party asked about any of his secrets and he blurted them out, then things would be more complicated than just catching pirates.

“Does the Vice-executive have any questions?” Olin saw him deep in thought and asked curiously.

Wu Heng shook his head and continued to make small talk, “If he asks randomly, wouldn’t it be quite awkward if something comes up?”

Olin smiled and said, “I was pretty nervous before too, but he only asked about some association-related matters, nothing personal.”

“What exactly did he ask? Tell me about it,” Wu Heng took a sip of his tea.

Olin thought for a moment, feeling that Wu Heng had just transferred here and had also eliminated so many pirates.

He definitely had nothing to do with pirates, so it seemed harmless to share some information beforehand.

He spoke directly, “The questions were quite straightforward. First, he asked if I had any connections with pirates, then whether I had ever sold internal association information, and if I had done anything that could damage the association’s reputation.”

“Just these three types?”

“Ah, just these three. They also weeded out a lot of people who didn’t pass the check,” Olin said.

Wu Heng nodded, feeling somewhat relieved.

He had almost gone to resign just now.

If it were only these three questions, there really wouldn’t be a big problem.

He hadn’t done any of these three things.

Even if he had, there was no such impression in his mind, so he would also answer no when asked.

Feeling much reassured, he continued, “Isn’t the association afraid that the special item doesn’t work or that there could be some item that prevents people from telling the truth?”

After pondering for a moment, Olin said, “I’m not sure about that, but if there is, it’s unlikely to appear among the staff or regular squads. It’s probably a large-scale scrutiny, not that detailed.”

“That makes sense!” Wu Heng agreed.

The two were chatting.

Knock, knock!

The door was knocked, and Andre Willow opened it, seeing a staff member poking their head in.

Seeing ‘Wu Heng’ sitting in the room, he said directly, “Vice-executive, the Steward requests your presence.”

Indeed, it was his turn to be questioned.

He quickly weighed his options in mind, feeling that he should still go and see the situation.

Going over didn’t necessarily mean it was as serious as he imagined.

“Alright, I understand!” Wu Heng said.

The staff member left.

Olin stood up as well and said, “Looks like it’s your turn.”

“Mhm,” Wu Heng nodded.

The two of them left the room together.

Olin went back to the squad’s rest area, while Wu Heng headed toward the Steward’s Office.

…

He had only walked halfway there

when he saw ahead, an elf Vice-executive ‘Xi Ligui’ leaning against the corridor wall with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Waiting for me?” Wu Heng asked.

Xi Ligui looked at him and said, “Do you know about the inspection?”

“I do!” Wu Heng said, “Both of us are newly transferred here; do we really need to be questioned about pirates?”

Shiraz’s expression was also quite serious as she said, “The association conducts random checks every year. The local Steward leans toward one direction, and the Inspector Special Envoy will question according to that direction, regardless of whether we are new or not.”

So there’s an annual inspection too!

Wu Heng looked at the elf with a youthful appearance, “What do you mean, then?”

“Since we’re both Vice-executives, we might as well cooperate to prevent the other side from asking some overly secret questions,” Shiraz said directly.

Wu Heng’s eyebrows raised, it seemed she too was quite averse to this method of inspection.

“How do we cooperate?”

“When one is being questioned, the other should insist on being present. If the questioner asks about something too private, we should interject and be firm,” Shiraz looked at him seriously.

Xi Ligui’s attitude toward him had changed considerably.

Previously, upon hearing he was a Necromancer, she almost drew her blade on the spot.

She had also said she would keep an eye on him and advised him not to get involved in any mischief.

Now, it seemed, in the association, Xi Ligui trusted him quite a bit more.

She had come to him privately to discuss this matter.

Of course, this was also good news for Wu Heng.

Cooperation, huh!

As long as no personal questions were asked, Wu Heng wasn’t worried about anything.

“What counts as a secret matter?”

Shiraz glared at him unhappily and said, “Apart from the association’s matters, everything else is private. How come your brain isn’t working now?”

“I want to ask for more details, to avoid problems later on,” said Wu Heng.

Xi Ligui looked up, “So, you agree?”

“Of course, with you looking out for me, I feel more at ease.”

Shiraz said irritably, “Understood.”

The two chatted briefly.

Without any further delay, they headed towards the Steward’s Office together.

After knocking lightly on the door and receiving a response, they walked straight in.

…

In the Steward’s Office, there were five people standing.

Steward Imilo, Assistant Moya, a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a purple Mage Robe, and two Investigators from the association holding record books.

Upon entering the room, the middle-aged man and the two Investigators also looked over at them.

It seemed they were sizing up the two.

Imilo said, “This is the Inspector Special Envoy from the association. The others have already been inspected; it’s just the two of you left.”

Wu Heng and his companion turned to look at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, “They are just some simple questions. The two Vice-executives need not be nervous.”

The two of them remained silent.

Imilo said, “Xi Ligui, you go first. Wu Heng, you wait at the door for a while.”

Xi Ligui, being named, glanced back at him.

Wu Heng directly said, “Steward, I am a Vice-executive of the association, and I would like to stay and get acquainted with this process.”

Everyone in the room looked over.

After thinking for a moment, Imilo nodded, “All right, Moya, get him a chair.”

A chair was brought over.

Wu Heng sat down and winked at ‘Xi Ligui’ across from him, signaling for her to be at ease.

Xi Ligui glanced at him as well but did not respond.

Then she sat down across from the middle-aged man.

…

The middle-aged man glanced at Imilo and Wu Heng.

Normally, a Vice-executive wouldn’t be allowed to stay for such matters; after all, for some, it’s an honorary position which could involve a lot of issues.

Wu Heng had only to mention wanting to see the process, and he was allowed to stay.

It was clear that Imilo regarded Wu Heng quite highly.

The middle-aged man looked at the elf woman across from him and took out a Special Item from his Space Ring: a Sincere Clay Doll with hands clasped in front of the chest and one knee on the ground in a kneeling figure. @@novelbin@@

He placed it in the center of the table.

He said, “When it begins, you’ll feel as though your body is being controlled. Do not worry and do not resist, it will not affect you in any way.”

Wu Heng, sitting by the side.

His gaze also fell on the clay doll.

[Sincere Clay Doll (Special Item)]

[Category: Special Item]

[Effect: The target being gazed upon will answer questions truthfully.]

[Side Effect: The controller will lose their ability to speak for one minute per question.]

(Description: A priestly Special Item representing sincere faith, it compels the target to speak the truth. High intelligence and spirit resistance can exempt one from the item’s control.)

It truly was a Special Item.

The target under direct gaze would answer questions truthfully.

Would avoiding eye contact prevent control?

The cost was that the controller would lose their speech for one minute per question.

No wonder they usually only asked three questions; otherwise, the Inspector Special Envoy might go days or even weeks without opening their mouth with so many staff around.

“Do you have any intelligence connections with the Pirates?” the middle-aged man asked.

Wu Heng also immediately averted his gaze.

He was ready, in case any undesirable questions came up, to speak up to intervene or to knock over the clay figure.