The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 465 - 380, The Change at Level 15

Chapter 465: Chapter 380, The Change at Level 15

Wu Heng’s fingers cradled her chin, and he bent his head to kiss her directly.

Shanaela was somewhat flustered, her eyes scanning outside the window from time to time.

Through the glass, she could see the two maids playing happily, clearly unconcerned with hiding from others.

Her heart pounded fiercely, and her cheeks grew even redder.

Still, she opened her lips slightly and took his tongue tip into her mouth.

The more earnest they became.

...

Shanaela no longer cared to look up, reciprocating with deep emotion.

They hadn’t seen each other for several days, and each had missed the other deeply.

“Sister Shanaela, are you not finished chatting yet?”

Mini’s voice came from the courtyard.

Shanaela turned her head away, licked her moist lips, and, though she longed for more, she knew it wouldn’t do to go too far.

She held his face in her hands and said, “You promised level 15, so keep it up.”

“I’m close!”

“Braggart!” Shanaela said, pecked him again, then straightened her clothes and quickly walked out.

…

The next day, at the guild.

Wu Heng had the pirate corpse from the previous day taken to the morgue for an autopsy.

The body, having used the Communicate with the Dead spell, could no longer be turned into a skeleton.

But the bounty from the wanted poster was still valid.

Three merits, enough to exchange for a Skill Book or to confirm whether his method of unlocking skills had failed.

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Why the Mansion Skill, even after he had read it several times, hadn’t unlocked?

Walking back through the corridor, Wu Heng once again headed for the Steward’s Office.

He knocked lightly on the door and, after receiving a response, entered directly.

‘Imilo’ sat behind the desk, flipping through documents as usual.

Moya was also nearby, organizing the materials on the bookshelves.

“Something up?” ‘Imilo’ looked up after a glance.

Wu Heng stated outright, “Yesterday, I sent supplies to the pirate informant; on my way back, I was attacked by a Pirate Group. They must have received a tip from the blank envelope and came to ambush the cargo ship I dispatched.”

Upon hearing that he had delivered supplies, ‘Imilo’s brow furrowed.

He asked, “What are your thoughts?”

“My ship set sail from Gold and Silver Island temporarily. They knew my route and approximate time, so I suspect there might be a connection with the harbor,” Wu Heng shared his speculation.

It was merely a guess.

If it was the effect of a Special Item or spell, then there was nowhere to investigate.

The only plausible lead he could surmise was the harbor.

‘Imilo’ nodded thoughtfully and said, “There’s a possibility in your idea, but it’s a bit of a stretch that this alone could mobilize all the pirates. Otherwise, bribing the harbor’s ship controllers would become the main source of information for the pirates.”

“Yes, it’s just a hypothesis,” Wu Heng admitted.

‘Imilo’ continued, “I will arrange a team to check it out. Without solid information, try not to make any significant moves on the island for now.”

“Okay,” Wu Heng nodded.

Moya brought over a cup of tea.

‘Imilo’ went on to ask, “How is your Pirate Mistress doing?”

Sending a ship full of supplies to facilitate a robbery was probably the most exaggerated case among all the guild’s informants.

“Not bad, she has been providing some intelligence gradually, but her Pirate Group is small in scale, so she doesn’t have access to high-level pirate intelligence yet,” said Wu Heng.

‘Imilo’ looked at the documents in his hands again.

Then he suggested, “If this Pirate Mistress of yours can provide three valid level three bounty tips, I will arrange her into the Secret Speakers, giving her an identity.”

At these words, Wu Heng felt a surge of happiness.

Becoming a Secret Speaker meant truly gaining an identity, allowing her to more easily disassociate from her pirate past and seek protection at any guild location if in danger.

Speaking of which, he had some previous contact with the Secret Speaker leader, Lilith.

In some ways, she owed him a favor.

‘Imilo’ arranging for ‘Philippa’ to be admitted was even better.

“Then on behalf of Philippa, I thank you, Steward,” Wu Heng said.

“Hmm, unless necessary, try not to leave the island.”

“Sure!”

With the matter settled, Wu Heng left the office.

…

He had just left the doorway.

And saw ‘Shiraz’ approaching.

The two greeted each other, and Shiraz walked straight in.

Wu Heng thought for a moment, then stood at the door and waited; Shiraz came out from the Steward’s Office after a while.

“Waiting for me?” Shiraz asked.

“Ah, you’re not busy, are you? Let’s sit at your place for a while.”

“Let’s go!”

The two headed to Shiraz’s office.

Wu Heng sat down on the sofa while Shiraz took the opposite seat and asked, “Is it about the Evil Sword again?”

“No, I wanted to ask you about 15th-Level professionals. They say there’s an essential improvement for each profession at Level 15, but I’m not quite clear what that means,” Wu Heng directly inquired.

I hadn’t actually thought to ask before.

After all, I was about to reach Level 15 soon; I would naturally understand by then.

But having met Shiraz, he decided to ask.

He was somewhat intrigued.

Shiraz looked at him with a hint of skepticism, “Are you really clueless, or are you testing me here? Don’t you mages read books?”

Um…

Wu Heng thought for a moment before speaking, “I come from a small place. All the books I have were obtained from the association. I don’t have as broad a range of knowledge as you might think, and not all mages are scholars. Inevitably, some, like me, slip through the net.”

Pfft~!

Shiraz laughed, amused to hear someone talk down about themselves.

Then she began to explain, “Indeed, there is a saying that Level 15 is a watershed moment for professions. Upon reaching this level, each profession undergoes some changes, although it’s not as exaggerated as the rumors suggest.”

“So, what are the changes exactly?”

Shiraz continued, “Firstly, there’s a change in the title. For instance, when a Fist Master reaches Level 15, outsiders will introduce you as a Grand Fist Master, signifying you’ve reached Level 15 and have certain achievements. As for physical changes, a Grand Fist Master will possess an undying body, abundant vitality and won’t age. Even at hundreds of years old, they will maintain a relatively youthful appearance.”

“Undying body? Immortal?”

“Not exactly. It simply means that the appearance won’t age as noticeably, but one will still die of natural causes once their lifespan is exhausted. What’s important is the abundance of vitality, which makes one more formidable in combat,” Shiraz explained.

Wu Heng nodded, indicating that he understood.

According to his own panel, reaching this level unlocks special abilities.

A Fist Master unlocks an undying body, allowing them to maintain abundant vitality for combat.

There’s also a change in appearance.

“What about mages?”

“I’m not very familiar with mages, but there seem to be two schools of thought. One is the Master Caster, which is likely a change in the power of your spells. The second is related to your school of study, which I’m not very clear on,” Shiraz replied after thinking a bit.

Wu Heng nodded, showing that he understood.

No matter the profession, reaching Level 15 is already considered a very high level.

You’ll be pursued and respected by others.

“Are you close to Level 15?” Shiraz asked after explaining.

“How could that be, I’m just in my twenties!”

“Don’t rush it. Reaching Vice-executive at 20 is already impressive; it’s not impossible for you to achieve Level 15 in the future,” Shiraz consoled.

“Yeah!” Wu Heng nodded, then continued, “Any results on the Evil Sword matter?”

“Not yet. I’ll let you know when there are any!”

“Shall we have dinner together later?”

Shiraz gave him a look, “Let’s save it for another time!”

Wu Heng chatted with her a bit more about pirate affairs.

Having nothing else to say, he left the place.

Returning to his own office, he greeted Andre Willow.

Then he went back to his residence.

…

Mini was watering the flowers in the courtyard.

He gestured with his hand and went straight up to the fourth floor.

He opened the boundary door, heading to Zombie World.

On the other side, it was still the manager’s office. Looking down the corridor, he glanced at the queue of vehicles exchanging rations.

He took out the walkie-talkie and pressed the talk button, “Qi Hancai!”

“Yes?”

“Get the convoy ready. We’re heading out to clean up zombies.”

“Roger that!”

He went downstairs, got into the car, and headed toward the zombie area.