The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 454: Chapter 373, Whoever Moves Gets Chopped

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Being able to create items, life, and even a small world isn’t much different.

But things created in the Different Dimension Space,

can only be used within that dimension, while items brought in from the outside can be taken out of the Different Dimension Mansion.

The servants aren’t true life forms, nor can they leave the Different Dimension Mansion.

People who enter the mansion from the original world can normally go in and out of the dimension.

“This aspect seems reasonable,”

What is created is, after all, fake.

But to be effective from one’s own little world is already quite astounding.

Looking at it now, spending these 570 Gold Coins on a Skill Book doesn’t feel like a loss.

“Being able to transport items inside and store forces, everything I wanted can be done.”

When I bought the book,

the idea was to be able to rapidly deploy forces; although the book didn’t mention storing troops, it did say people could come and go freely.

It was also a spell that satisfied the needs of a small squad’s field camp,

which means that one could completely store forces inside.

It basically met all my expectations.

Dong dong dong~!

The sound of knocking came from the door, followed by the voice of a staff member.

“Guest, the ship will dock soon, you can take off your cloak now.”

That was quick!

“Oh, okay!”

I took off the black cloak and put on the ‘Illusion Veil’ again.

Opening the door, I returned the two capes to the staff member.

Then I followed the others, lining up to go on deck.

It was already daylight.

At the port, ships were leaving the docks and workers were moving cargo around.

It was a bustling scene.

The consortium’s ship had docked, and everyone started to disembark with the crowd.

Unlike Wu Heng,

many others who took off their cloaks were familiar with each other, greeting each other and even openly discussing the auction items they bought.

It seemed there was nothing too secretive about the consortium’s auction,

and it could be openly discussed.

Wu Heng hailed a carriage and went straight to the association.

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Entering the office study,

Andre Willow was sitting at the desk, organizing documents.

Seeing Wu Heng return, her face immediately lit up with a smile, “Master, you’re back!”

“Yes! Why are you here so early?”

“I woke up early, so I came over,” Andre Willow replied and then continued to ask, “Master, how was the auction last night?”

The two maids at home knew that he had gone to the auction last night.

Moreover, I had instructed them to make up an excuse in case anyone asked.

There was little chance of an issue arising, after all, it was just one night – who would come looking for me at that late hour?

“It went smoothly, when does spending money ever not go smoothly?” Wu Heng said.

Andre Willow smiled and poured him a cup of tea, placing it in front of him, “Have you had breakfast, Master?”

“I’ll eat when I get back.”

“Alright, I’ll have Mini prepare some delicious food for you.”

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

Walking down the corridor to leave, he ran into ‘Xi Ligui’ coming from outside.

“Xi Ligui, you’ve been slacking, getting here so late,” Wu Heng spoke up first.

Xi Ligui’s expression stiffened, and she looked him up and down, confused, “Did you cause trouble again?”

“That’s some accusation!”

“Then why are you here so early?”

Wu Heng was somewhat speechless and didn’t answer but instead asked, “Nothing much happening at the association recently, right?”

“No major issues, although in the past few days, the fleets on the trade routes have frequently encountered pirates, causing some losses,” Xi Ligui thought for a moment before speaking.

Wu Heng’s brow furrowed.

According to what the Pirate Mistress ‘Philippa’ had said, the blank envelope had provided her with intelligence on the shipping lanes.

It seemed that intelligence on the trade routes had also been passed to other pirates.

“Does the Steward not have any plans?”

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“There’s none so far, but in a few days, the top should issue another quota. Then, we’ll discuss together how to complete it.”

“Alright,” Wu Heng nodded.

“Hmm,” Xi Ligui looked at him, then asked, “Why are you heading out this early in the morning?”

“Ah, I’m going to investigate a fugitive.”

Xi Ligui looked at him suspiciously but still nodded, “Alright then, be careful.”

“I’m off then. If there’s any information, let’s exchange notes.”

“Sure!”

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He left the association.

Wu Heng didn’t linger and took a carriage back to his residence.

Pushing open the door, he entered the room.

Mini ran up to him and threw herself into his arms.

She snuggled forcefully in his embrace and asked, “Was the auction fun?”

Wu Heng held her and sat down on the sofa, his hand gliding over the hem of her clothes, gently stroking Little Rabbit’s smooth belly. “It was okay. The auction itself wasn’t very interesting, but there were some entertaining places on the ship.”

Mini grew more curious, “What kind of entertaining places?”

“Casinos, taverns, balls; it was quite lively.”

“A ball! Did you dance together?”

“Everyone participating in the auction was masked and wearing a cloak. How could they dance? The performances were by dancers on the stage.”

“Was it nice to watch?”

“It was okay. They were dressed lightly, quite appealing,” Wu Heng said.

“Oh, that sounds fun.”

“Next time, I’ll take you and Wei’er,” he suggested.

“You’re the best, Master,” Mini cooed.

Wu Heng gently patted her back and said, “Go prepare the bathwater, I’m going to take a bath first.”

“Yes, Master.”

It wasn’t long before the bathwater was ready.

After a comfortable bath.

He went straight to the study.

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Sitting in front of the desk.

He took out everything he had bought this time.

His gaze fell on the two most valuable items.

[Space Satchel] [Silent Blade Evil Sword (Special Item)].

[Space Satchel]

(Description: An item engraved with space magic, containing a storage space of 100 cubic meters within.)

From the description, it didn’t seem much different from a Space Ring.

The only difference was the size of the storage space.

Wu Heng held it in his hand, connected to the item with his spiritual power, and immediately entered the Space Satchel.

The space inside was vast and completely empty, without a thing in sight.

The value of the Space Satchel, judging from the extravagant closing price of 9,000 Gold Coins, had already surpassed the category of a magical item.

But the practical value was still immense.

Just as that couple had said.

Even if used for trading, the space inside was enough to carry some goods.

Earning the money back within a few years might be an exaggeration, but it truly was an item that could greatly improve the efficiency of trade over time.

Wu Heng bought it, and it would also better facilitate the exchange of goods between two worlds, rather than frequently opening the boundary door and having skeletons transport goods bit by bit.

He set the Space Satchel aside and his gaze continued to the second Evil Sword.

[Silent Blade Evil Sword (Special Item)]

[Category: Special Item]

[Effect: Any living beings moving within 10 meters will be attacked.]

[Side effect: Unable to distinguish the user.]

(Description: An Evil Sword that nobody wants to own due to its strange characteristics.)

Wu Heng looked at the weapon’s description, his brow still furrowed.

It attacks all moving units.

And the side effect is, it can’t distinguish the user.

What does that mean?

Holding this sword, neither the enemy nor I can move?

Whoever moves gets cut?