The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Her face flushed, her eyes shyly averted.

She appeared eager to show off, yet feeling quite embarrassed.

Her already fair and full skin, paired with these black accessories, appeared even whiter. The thin fabric could hardly conceal her striking curves.

This underwear must have been what I gave her last time.

Li Yahong had scavenged them as spoils of war, which Wu Heng had then given to her based on estimated size.

Now it seems, it’s a bit too small, leaving marks where it’s dug in.

Wu Heng never expected her to have this particular skill, and he patted her head in approval.

He sat down on the living room sofa.

Understanding his intentions, Wen Mansha got up and walked over, the bell around her neck tinkling.

She cautiously climbed onto the couch and lay across his lap.

Wu Heng’s hand stroked her waist and buttocks, the sensation warm and smooth. He teased her, “Where did this little wildcat come from?”

Wen Mansha squirmed a little and said coyly, “I’m not a wild cat.”

Slap~!

A forceful spank landed on her behind, causing waves to roll through her flesh.

“Ah~!” Wen Mansha cried out in pain, looking back at him with a slightly aggrieved expression.

“Which kitty talks like this?” Wu Heng continued.

“Uh… I belong to someone, I’m not a wildcat… meow!”

Wen Mansha said softly, both her neck and back flushing with embarrassment.

Wu Heng squeezed the part he had spanked red, and with a smack, he spanked her again.

“Master, what did I do~!” Wen Mansha asked pitifully.

Smack~!

“Is that how a little cat talks?”

“Meow~!”

Seeing her reddening a little, Wu Heng didn’t spank her again, instead asking, “How’s the situation with the Pinned Gang?”

Wen Mansha, with her seductive gaze and now settling into her role, gently meowed before saying, “The situation with the Pinned Gang has now stabilized, and we can start gathering information for you.”

“Hmm, gather information on wanted criminals or any changes in town. Unique events can also be collected,” Wu Heng said.

Many wanted and fugitive criminals gathered in the Outer City Area and outside the city.

These people would likely need to interact with the gang in order to survive. Thus, it shouldn’t be difficult to collect some information from them.

This could also help him gain achievements; it was a win-win situation.

“Meow~!” Wen Mansha rolled over and laid back across his knees, allowing him to caress her as she continued, “The gangs managing the Outer City Area have been somewhat disorganized recently, resulting in a few smaller gang fights. Many people have died, making the situation quite chaotic.”

The Outer City Area?

Wu Heng considered the information he had available

He said, “It’s not disorganization. Many members of the gangs in the Outer City Area have been relocated to assist the Iron Guard Knights in besieging the ‘Hammer Party’, resulting in a manpower shortage.”

This information had not spread yet.

After all, with so many members being relocated, there was fear that someone might take advantage of the situation and threaten Lundham City.

Wu Heng had inferred this through something a steward had casually mentioned a few days ago.

“Is that so? So that’s why they’ve relocated their people,” Wen Mansha said in surprise.

She pondered for a moment before continuing, “Several gangs and trade groups have been attacked, and many deaths reported. This includes two senior alchemists, causing panic among the city’s residents.”

Hmm?

An alchemist died?

Hearing this, Wu Heng immediately thought of the order he had placed with the Snake Badge Consortium.

Did they source locally?

Or did they just kill on the spot?

It didn’t seem quite right, doing so would not maintain had basis order.

“Who were the alchemists that died?”

“I heard that one of them was the resident alchemist of a trade group. He had a shady background and was directly killed this time. The trade group suspected it was revenge and has been quietly investigating. As for the other one, the details aren’t clear. The incident was kept quiet, he probably also had some problems… meow!” Wen Mansha recalled as she spoke.

Wu Heng nodded.

This made sense then.

These were not random killings, but those with unique identities whose deaths would not be pursued if kept quiet.

Lundham City was a middle ground for two groups, a wholesale market for trade and a gathering place for criminals and fugitives.

There should be some alchemists who had escaped here.

Once he understood the situation, Wu Heng lightly patted her.

Wen Mansha looked up questioningly, met his gaze, then got up and sat facing him on his lap.

Her delicate little tongue extended towards him.

Wen Mansha’s body slowly heated up.

Surveying their surroundings, Wu Heng took off her collar and said, “Bite it, keep your voice down, everyone else has gone to sleep.”

“Meow!”

…

Before long, inside the room.

Wen Mansha’s pale skin was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her complexion reddening even more.

Kneeling by the side of the couch, she extended her delicate hand, massaging Wu Heng’s back, easing his muscles.

She continued, “Master, how about I stay with you? I’ll just wait for you at home every day.’

Wu Heng looked at her, and said, “You lack nutrition, you wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

Wen Mansha gave a coy smile, “You’re naughty.”

Her big innocent eyes gave him a teasing look, as she continued, “Master, the Pinned Gang only undertakes some covert tasks. The gang will never grow large that way. Once you rise in status, we won’t be of much help.”

Wu Heng understood what she meant and asked, while lying on his side and looking at her, “What are your thoughts?”

“I want the Pinned Gang to develop some of our own industries. We don’t have to aim for the very top, but it would be enough to sustain the gang, and it would spare the Pinned Gang from being so lowly,” Wen Mansha said.