The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

After all, these are limited to the strengthening of the body.

However, awakening the ability to control fire seems a bit too sensational.

In another world, spells come from a complete lineage, they are learned and used to control the conversion of magic power.

In this world, awakening directly depends on oneself, which is more like the bloodline power of the ‘magician’ profession.

The power of a magician doesn’t require learning.

It also relies on the awakening of the bloodline, like ‘Tulisa’, the captain of the 2nd squad in Black Stone Town, she has an ice lineage.

She can release various lineage spells.

So, the awakening of superpowers in this world is similar to the awakening of a magician’s bloodline.

Upon hearing the surprise in Wu Heng’s words, Li Yahong glanced at him with confusion.

“Very surprising?”

“Not really, where?”

“Around ‘Jin Family Pit,’ the leader is named ‘Flame God,’ and has some followers under his command,” Li Yahong continued.

The Jin Family Pit is a place near the edge of the city.

Surrounded by villages.

Selecting it as the base is understandable, to avoid the populated city areas.

It’s uncertain whether they were original survivors of the villages or refugees who fled there later.

In any case, this news is good news for the human race.

Human beings are also evolving, various abilities, are very inspiring.

“Flame God? Why this name?” Wu Heng was somewhat curious.

“Just a code name,” Li Yahong calmly said.

Her eyes subtly glanced at the other party.

Although it couldn’t be confirmed, she felt that when they came up with ‘Flame God,’ it was very likely influenced by the name King Yama.

“Right,” Wu Heng thought for a moment, then went on, “How many people are left in the auto repair shop?”

“Seven people.”

“Tomorrow, I’ll let the Skull protect you, you can scavenge all the cleared apartment buildings, collect all the daily necessities, like glass cups, porcelain bowls, plastic bowls. I will need them,” Wu Heng said.

Li Yahong frowned, somewhat unable to understand the purpose of collecting these items.

The surrounding area is a residential gathering place, with many residents. These were the most common items, collecting them will yield a significant amount.

“Do you need intact ones?”

“Yes, try to keep them in good condition, and have everyone help collect.”

“Okay, tonight I’ll have people prepare some crash-resistant cotton cloth, and tomorrow I’ll take people to collect,” Li Yahong said.

Wu Heng liked this about her.

She immediately found a way to complete the tasks he assigned.

Very straightforward.

“Mm.”

The two chatted for a while more, then each returned to their accommodations.

After Wu Heng got back to the community, he instructs the Big Head Skeleton to work alongside Li Yahong tomorrow.

After settling everything,

He then returned to his own residence.

…

Entering the study,

He began to examine the Skill Book that he had exchanged yesterday.

[Featherfall Skill]

Allows up to 5 targets to land unharmed after a high-altitude fall.

Judging from the skill’s explanation and introduction, it belongs to a category of transformation skills.

It alters one’s own falling tendency to accomplish the effect of landing unharmed.

From Wu Heng’s understanding, it should be altering one’s own kinetic potential, keeping it within the range where the landing would cause no harm, to complete the spell’s effect.

In short, it proves to be of much use.

Turning to the last page,

A prompt appeared.

[Skill Unlocked: Featherfall Skill]

After completing the skill’s learning.

Just when Wu Heng was about to go rest,

Dong Dong Dong!

A white-feathered barn owl, perched on the window of the third floor, lightly pecked at the window pane.

Wen Mansha’s tamed beast.

Wu Heng opened the window, and the barn owl landed directly on the desk in front of him.

Parting the owl’s thick feathers revealed a note tied to its slender leg.

[They’re here.]

Wu Heng’s eyes narrowed.

Rocky was back.

…

Pinned Gang’s hideout.

The burly Rocky was sitting behind the desk.

“Your information was faulty, nearly getting me killed,” Rocky spoke in a somewhat angry tone.

Opposite was the lanky ‘Fisher’, who likewise spoke, “He just arrived in Lundham City, accompanied only by two attendants. How could you have failed so spectacularly?”

“I had arranged for several people, all of them capable hands from the gang. There must be some problem elsewhere,” Rocky continued.

Because of Fisher’s faulty information,

Not only had several of his best fighters been killed, but he’d also spent three terrifying days in hiding.

These three days were marked by heart-pounding fear. He dared not venture outside and had to constantly pay attention to the outside world.

As a gang leader, having this news spread around would be a total humiliation.

“Humph, as long as he didn’t discover anything, it’s fine,” Fisher cast a glance at Rocky, continuing, “This time, I will devise a way to send him on a mission outside the city. When the time comes, you can arrange for someone in the wilderness to kill him.”

Rocky’s eyes instantly went wide, just about to roar in protest when he quickly lowered his voice and said, “Have you gone mad? We barely avoided disaster last time, and you still want to continue!”

“You think this matter is over? If he doesn’t die, problems might arise sooner or later. He must die,” Fisher firmly declared as he slapped the back of his chair.

Rocky was still staring at him, understanding that Fisher had definitely pegged him as the prime candidate.

Backing out at this stage seemed somewhat impossible.

Either he would have to leave ‘Fisher’ here, or consent to his plan and continue trying to kill the kid from team 12.

Both options involved killing associates.

There was no retreat for him now.

He took a deep breath and said, “Fine, inform me when it happens, we must kill him this time.”

“That’s exactly what I want to hear. As for the finances, I won’t let you suffer losses. Just ensure it all goes smoothly this time,” Fisher said before donning his scarf and cloak, leaving the hideout straight away.

Rocky sighed, watching him leave.

At this time, Wen Mansha came out from a back room.

She spoke in a soft tone, “Are you not planning to back down?”

Rocky’s gaze fell on his woman whose appearance seemed to have changed significantly since his last departure.

Her skin was smooth and moisturized, her complexion even more ruddy.

He reached out, attempting to pull her into his arms, but she easily evaded him.

He sighed, “Still angry then? I knew nothing would happen, that’s why I left you behind. If I were to leave, would I not take you with me?”

Wen Mansha sat down some distance away, not discussing this matter further.

Instead, she continued, “Are you still intending to follow Fisher’s orders?”

“We’ll see about that. If he truly manages to lure that guy out of the city, into some deserted location, it wouldn’t be impossible to have the kid killed,” Rocky said.

Wen Mansha remained silent, merely giving a derisive chuckle, and turned her face to one side.

Rocky revealed a smile. “Relax, the kid’s not capable of much, killing him shouldn’t be a problem.”

His gaze continued to linger on his increasingly radiating woman, speaking softly, “Tomorrow, I’m meeting with the boss of the White Wolf Gang for some talks. You’ll be accompanying me, help me make this happen.”

Wen Mansha stared at him, “You want me to keep him company?”

“For the gang, make a sacrifice!”

Wen Mansha did not respond to this.

She glanced at the night scene outside the window and softly said, “I am going to sit at the entrance for a bit.”

“Hmm!”

Wen Mansha walked out of the yard, making note of the two gang members guarding the entrance.

“That’s enough for today, nothing needs to be done. You can come back tomorrow morning,” she said.

“Yes, Sister-in-law.”

The lower-ranking members left.

From a small alley not far away, three figures appeared.

Wen Mansha looked at them and let out a sigh, “He’s inside, Fisher just left.”

“Hmm, you can go to the bar for a bit, there’s no need to return immediately.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Wen Mansha nodded, leaving the alley and heading towards the nearby tavern.