Chapter 560, Damn, it’s him
Deacon''s study.
?Wu Heng took a sip of scented tea and recounted what happened during his trip to the sea.
When she heard that the Vampires had released those exiles, each of whom was at level 18, Sheila Gui''s baby-fat face instantly became tense and serious.
“What happened in the end?”
?Wu Heng took another sip of tea and said, "Dead! I killed them all with a cannon attack on the sea."
“Where is the Vampire fleet you were talking about?” Sheilagui continued to ask.
“It’s the fifth fleet of the Blood Knights. The leader is called ‘Emeka’, a level 15 professional.” Wu Heng said softly.
Sheela’s face was still ugly.
??If Wu Heng did not meet him this time, but released these exiles.
It’s okay to return to the Vampire Clan, at least they can handle their own affairs within the clan.
??If you don’t plan to go back, but mess around around the Emerald Sea, a lot of people will die, whether it’s Treasure Island or other villages and towns.
“What do you have in mind later?” Sheila Gui continued to ask.
Wu Heng glanced at the other party, "There seem to be some families within the Blood Clan, and they are fighting each other openly and secretly. This time I ruined their plan and killed the fleet. I may suffer revenge from the Blood Clan. You need to be more careful on the island. ”
“Well, I will explain it to each team and pay attention to this matter.” Sheila Gui nodded.
The last time the Necromancer took revenge, ‘Shi Yali’ almost died in the city.
So, you still have to be careful about this kind of thing.
??The Blood Clan is not a small sect like the Destiny Sect, but a truly big clan.
Then, Sheila Gui asked, "Are you going to report this matter to the association? Reporting it will also be a deterrent to the vampires."
Originally, Wu Heng did not want to tell the headquarters about this matter.
Not on the association''s wanted notice, and it also involves matters within the vampire clan.
?? But Xila Gui is right. If there is a problem reported, you can use the headquarters to put pressure on the vampires. If you don''t report it, when something goes wrong, it will be very troublesome to explain the matter from the beginning.
"You write a report to the association and talk about the human sacrifice of the vampire ships in the Emerald Sea. I will write a letter to Lilith and talk about this from the perspective of checking the exiles." Wu Heng thought for a moment. , said.
Sheila Gui thought for a moment and nodded in agreement, "Okay."
Shi Yali walked over from the side and prepared pen and paper for the two of them.
started to write.
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Leader Lilith Ann Beshmit:
??In this mission to visit three locations of the exiles to check the status of the exiles, we encountered other fleets of the Blood Tribe.
They took the lead in salvaging the three sarcophagi of the exiles and captured fishermen along the way as living sacrifices for opening the sarcophagi.
Treasure Island''s ships clashed with the Vampire fleet.
After losing several large warships and skeleton attendants, the target ship was sunk and the personnel were killed.
The bloodshed in the battle zone attracted swarms of sharks, which devoured corpses and rammed ships.
?The scene was extremely chaotic.
According to subsequent investigations, the leader of the team is called "Emeka", the captain of the fifth fleet of the Scarlet Knights. The purpose this time is to release several exiles from the Emerald Sea.
I don’t understand the other party’s reasons, and I can’t guess the other party’s ultimate purpose.
I just feel that someone is unfavorable to the leader.
?Leader Lilith, please be careful of potential enemies in the dark.
—Owner of Treasure Island: Wu Heng. "
After writing, Wu Heng checked it again.
Silla Rose, who was at the desk, also stopped writing.
“Have you finished writing?”
“It’s finished, look at it.” Wu Heng handed it to her.
Hiragui also handed the other party what she had written.
They both looked at each other and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with what they reported to each other. It was just that the angles of description were different, and there was no big difference.
After confirming that there is no problem.
Putting it into an envelope, Shi Yali picked it up and sent it to the front desk.
It will be mailed together with other letters.
After sitting in the association for a while, Wu Heng also got up and left.
Return to the island owner''s manor.
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Open the door and walk in.
?Several maids immediately surrounded him.
Gather around and ask if anyone is injured.
?Although every time I come back after going out, the maids ask the same questions.
But in fact, some people are concerned about it, which is quite good for Wu Heng.
It’s much better than being alone in the first place when renting an apartment in Blackstone Town.
“How are you doing at home these two days?” Wu Heng asked.
"It''s nothing, it''s just sister ''Shanela'' who talked to you. You weren''t there at the time, so I chatted with her for a while, and she said she was coming back." Minnie said softly.
“Yeah, let me go and have a look!”
??We walked into the hall together, and the maid helped to take off the armor.
?Wu Heng freshened up briefly, then went upstairs and walked into the radio station''s room.
First I looked at the record book.
Then he picked up the phone and said, "Is Mrs. Shannara here?"
Soon, a slightly lazy voice came from the other side, "I hate it! I called her my wife again."
?Wu Heng smiled and said, "I heard from Minnie that you are coming back."
“Well, do you, the island owner, welcome this idea?”
"Of course you are welcome. Why are you coming back? I mean, what ship are you taking?" Wu Heng asked.
The other person thought for a moment and said, "It should be the Star Flower fleet. I don''t have any real power now. I just want to save face and pretend to be the president, but I can''t move the ships."
"As long as you can come back, I''ll let Philippa pick you up."
“It’s too far. Let’s check the situation when we get to the port. If there is really no ship coming, you can make arrangements for me.” Shanara said.
“Okay, I’ll listen to you.”
The two continued to chat about the recent situation.
Hang up the chat.
?Go to the zombie world and get the prepared printing press. A separate factory building in the courtyard was selected as a temporary printing workshop.
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Night falls.
After dinner, Glenda handed him the revised novel and the newspaper he had written for inspection.
?Wu Heng glanced at it, a little surprised at Glenda''s ability.
The things summarized and organized are really good.
There is almost no difference between it and a modern newspaper.
The novels in the corner are still a predetermined detective collection.
??His name was changed to Wu Heng, and his appearance was also changed to black hair and black eyes.
Wu Heng looked a little embarrassed.
?Granda and Xiaoxiao both feel very good, and their real names and appearances are also used in the association’s promotional stories.
It’s just that Wu Heng edited it here.
What others said is probably true.
Check it from the beginning and confirm that there are no problems.
Wu Heng took it and walked out, handed it to the skeletons in the printing workshop, asked them to copy it, and then started printing.
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the next day.
"Take a look at the Treasure Island Express. You can know the great events and wonders of the world even while sitting at home."
On the main road of Treasure Island.
There were figures one after another, newspaper sellers holding newspapers in their hands and shouting loudly.
“Express? What’s it for?” Someone passed by and asked curiously.
"This is called a newspaper, which collects major events in the world and puts them together in newspapers." The newspaper seller explained.
“This kind of thing is good, give me one.”
“65 copper.”
“It still costs money, forget it, this thing still costs money.” The person who asked the price turned around and left, muttering.
Then, people kept coming to ask.
Few of them actually bought it.
…
?Golden Sail Tavern.
A bard, quickly read the contents of the newspaper.
He took a sip of herbal tea to soothe his throat, shook his neck and walked directly onto the wooden platform in the middle.
Capped his hands to attract everyone''s attention.
? said: "Today I bought a newspaper on the road. It is a written reading material sold by the Island Lord''s Mansion. It has rich content. Let me tell you about it."
?Some guests below frowned and shouted: "What is it? The pirate thing, or the street lamp thing?"
Someone said, "I think it''s a street lamp. This matter has been publicized for several days."
??The bard said: "Everyone, listen to me. This content is worth 65 coppers. If you listen to it, you will get it for free."
“I still need more money!”
“This thing…hum!”
“Then tell me, I really want to hear about the things that require money.”
The bard gathered his mind, glanced at the newspaper, and read: "The port of the Kingdom of Yeko is blocked, and ships are not allowed to enter or exit... Recently, a cult fleet entered the Emerald Sea, sacrificed human beings, and was killed by the Treasure Island fleet."
“Houses in the expansion area are on sale. You can go to the city hall to purchase them. Treasure Island is recruiting fleet sailors and patrol personnel.”
…
The discussion gradually started below.
“The Kingdom of Yeke has been sealed for a long time.”
"Is there another incident of human sacrifice? Without the pirates, there is a cult again."
“Recruiting sailors, I feel pretty much the same.”
“This newspaper is not worth the price, and I feel nothing after hearing it.”
“I only buy it when I have a lot of money and no place to use it.”
The bard took a sip of tea while everyone was talking, and clapped his hands again to silence everyone.
He waited until the voice gradually became lower, then continued: "Don''t worry, there is a story below, you must be interested."
Everyone frowned and shut up.
The poet spoke confidently and began to speak softly.
….”
"While I was standing at the door of the Criterion Tavern, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. I looked back and recognized him as little Stamford, who had worked for me at Wrentham Hospital. first responder."
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“Poor guy!” he said sympathetically after hearing my story about my misfortune. “Then what are you doing now?”
“Look for a place to stay,” I replied, “and see if we can find a few rooms that are comfortable and reasonably priced.”
Stamford said: "What a coincidence, someone said this to me today."
"who?"
“It’s a guy at work. He was still complaining alone this morning, saying that he found a pretty good house, but he just couldn’t find anyone to share the house with him. He can’t afford such a high rent on his own.”
“Great!” I exclaimed. “If he really wants someone to share the house with, I’m just the person he needs. I like the company of someone myself.”
?Little Stamford looked at me strangely while drinking.
“His name is Wu Heng, and his appearance is very rare here.”
“Rare? Isn’t he human?”
"I''m not talking about his race, but his appearance. He has black hair and black eyes. I''ve only seen him in the city, and he looks like this."
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Wow~!
?The drinkers who were listening to the leisure stories were boiling like an explosion.
?Wuheng?
?Black hair and black eyes?
Fuck, island owner!
(End of this chapter)