The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

The income sources of the Pinned Gang varied; they dabbled in everything and nothing they did was particularly honourable.

For instance, shady arrangements made under the table were common, and many involved were pickpockets and thieves.

In short, even the local gangs looked down on them.

They only dealt in rat-like businesses.

It was understandable if Wen Mansha, the current leader, wanted to make some changes.

“Which industry do you plan to break into, and what are you good at?” Wu Heng looked at her, waiting for an answer.

“Um…actually, I haven’t thought it through. There aren’t many decent people in our gang, so I hope you could give me some ideas.” Wen Mansha said softly.

Wu Heng crossed his arms behind his head and pondered.

He was considering starting a general supplies store to deal with idle daily necessities from the Zombie World.

However, this was a venture he didn’t want to entrust to Wen Mansha.

He wanted it to be his own establishment that he managed directly, rather than an asset for her to manage within the gang.

But it was particularly challenging to find a suitable business path for Wen Mansha’s gang.

“An apothecary shop or a Rune Artifact Shop could be viable options. The fields they involve are relatively advanced and the competition is sparse. It might work out at the moment.” Wu Heng analyzed.

Weapon stores and leather armory shops

are the most common in town, having formed a wholesale industry chain.

Unless you have a distinctive technology others lack, it’s hard to break into the market.

If he were to open such a store, it would be solely for procuring supplies for the Skeleton army in the other world.

Moreover, manufacturing weapons and leather armories would require training of artisans.

This couldn’t be achieved in a short time.

“My dear…what if I venture into lingerie for women? Would there be a market for it?” Wen Mansha, looking at her own attire, blinked curiously at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng paused, smacked her buttocks and said, “Next time, just spit it out! Stop beating around the bush!”

Wen Mansha pouted and pleaded, “I was just hoping for some fresh thoughts from you. After all, you’re a mage, an intellectual one at that!”

Women in this world usually wore corsets, which lifted their bodies from the bottom and were complemented by regular bodices on the top.

If she introduced modern lingerie here, it would certainly be innovative.

Wu Heng responded, “You could give it a try, might be a hit.”

“Okay, if you have any special designs, could you prepare some for me? I could serve you wearing them and also explore a variety of designs and work on their production.”

“Sure. I can arrange for some to be sent over when I get the chance.”

Wu Heng explained that the lingerie was sent over from his hometown, which was far away from here.

Wen Mansha nodded gleefully, “Meow, you’re so good to me.”

Wu Heng patted her curvy waist and whispered, “Go back to your room. Don’t leave tonight.”

“Thank you, my dear.”

…

The next morning,

the delicate body in his arms was exquisite and smooth. Little cat ornaments were strewn messily around the room.

Wen Mansha rolled over and nestled comfortably in his arms.

After an hour of ‘exercise’, they finally got dressed.

As the head of the Pinned Gang, Wen Mansha had to be present at the gang’s base. She could come over in the evening, but she had to return the next morning.

She put on her little cat lingerie.

With a playful tone, she complained, “My dear, look at what you’ve done! It’s all swollen now. I’ve been so obedient and yet you were so hard on me.”

Turing her waist a bit, she showed him her slightly swollen body.

“I’ll be gentler next time.”

“Nah, don’t bother.” Wen Mansha giggled and continued, “Do you have any clothes here? I didn’t think much when I came over last night, but if I go back now, there might be people waiting at the door. It could be…a bit awkward.”

Wu Heng smiled, fetched a sportswear from his closet and handed it to her, “Try this on.”

Wen Mansha took the clothes into her hands. While the design was rather unique, it was very comfortable to wear.

She put it on, tied her fiery long hair up, and suddenly,

she appeared like a sporty lady-next-door.

“My dear, I might be a bit busy these days. I’ll come back to serve you once things have settled down.” Wen Mansha hugged him as she spoke.

“You’re turning more and more like a clingy little kitty.”

“I can be anything you want me to be. And, if you really like kitties, you can check out the slave market. There are some from the Cat Tribe there.”

Wu Heng smacked her butt again, “Seems like I’ve gone easy on you.”

“Hehe, see you then.”

With that, Wen Mansha bounced out of the room with her skeletons.

Wu Heng tidied the room briefly and headed out.

…

He bought some breakfast on his way and went straight to the association.

He reached quite early today and there was no one in the lounge.

He pulled out the partially studied Fog Skill manual and kept reading.

The Fog Skill belonged to the Curse Magic System. It could create a dense fog environment.

However, this environment could be easily dispelled, such as with natural wind, wing flapping by beasts, or wind created by magic.

Any form of wind could affect the dense fog, either lightening it or blowing it away completely.

When choosing this skill, Wu Heng had considered it as a replacement for the Poison Smoke Thunder. After a detailed reading, he found out that it could obstruct vision but was less toxic.

However, it was sufficient for his current combat style.

Wu Heng continued reading and when he flipped to the last page, a system prompt followed closely behind.

[Unlock Skill: Fog Skill]

He closed the book and put it into his Space Ring.