Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 12

Chapter 12, Professional Deacon

Wu Heng frowned, took a step back and asked, "Can I know the reason?"

"Special profession, causing a human life, and suspecting that you have a closer relationship with the wanted criminal." The guard opened his mouth and listed several unreasonable reasons.

"According to your opinion, if the wanted criminal wants to kill me, he can't fight back?" Wu Heng asked.

The guard captain's eyes turned cold, and several people behind him also put their hands on the iron swords at their waists.

Wu Heng's face also became serious.

This place is unreasonable.

 But he had no intention of resisting.

 By fighting with the guards now, he has really been convicted of the crime.

 At that time, even if it is okay to kill the wanted criminal, attacking the guard will be a new evidence of crime.

Just when the guards were about to take him away, the staff member who had just left quickly came back.

He frowned and glanced at the aggressive guard, then said to Wu Heng, "Mr. Wu Heng, the deacon wants to see you."

 Deacon?

 A deacon of the professional association?

Wu Heng did not answer, but glanced at the guards in front of him.

The staff member continued: "Gentlemen, please wait here for a while."

This professional association is really not as simple as it seems.

 An ordinary front desk staff, who can talk to the guards with confidence.

The guard frowned, but still made way.

Wu Heng followed the staff and walked towards the corridor where she came from. She climbed up the stairs on one side to the second floor, stopped in front of a room door, and said softly: "Deacon, Mr. Wu Heng is here."

 “Let him in!”

 Pushing the door open, a man with gray hair in a formal suit sat in a room filled with bookshelves and documents.

 The age is not necessarily very old, but it gives people the feeling that a serious illness has not been cured.

 The staff who led the way took a step forward, said a few words, and then retreated.

The man set his sights on Wu Heng, "My name is 'Yazd' and I am the deacon stationed in Blackstone Town."

 “It's an honor to meet you, Deacon 'Yazd'.”

"No need to be so formal, sit down and talk, that is your reward, and you can only choose one skill." The man behaved very elegantly, like a noble.

 On the table, there is a leather money bag and two old rolled-up books.

After Wu Heng sat down, his eyes also fell on the books.

  【Dancing Lights】

  (Description: You can create suspended light sources.)

 What's the use of this.

 In the zombie world, he found several flashlights with remaining power.

 Not available at the moment.

  【Acid splash】

  (Description: Release an acid ball, causing strong acid damage to the target.)

Throwing sulfuric acid?

 How come the spells in this world are different from what you imagined?

 Fireball, what about thunder and lightning?

 “I choose this.” Wu Heng put away all the money bag and 'Acid Splash'.

 The man nodded and said in a casual chatting tone: "I heard that something happened before I asked you to come?"

“Well, the guards want to take me to investigate for the reason of fighting privately.”

“Haha, people everywhere don't like necromancers. This is normal.” The man smiled and poured two cups of tea, and handed one cup to him.

Wu Heng was not in the mood to drink tea and chat with him, and asked directly: "Does Deacon Yazd have anything to do with me?" The man picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and said slowly: "I want to change myself. situation?"

 “What do you mean?” Wu Heng looked at him curiously.

“I can give you a suggestion. You don't have to worry about others making trouble for you, and you have certain rights.”

 These words made Wu Heng's heart move.

Necromancer is helpful in the zombie world, but it is a burden in Blackstone Town.

If there is a solution, he would be willing to hear it.

 “What suggestions do you have?”

The man smiled and said: "The Professionals Association accepts any professional with a clean file and will become a solid backing."

 Join a professional association?

 “I have registered as a member of the Professionals Association.”

 According to the information he receives.

 The Professional Association is more like a mercenary registration office.

 Maintain the normal operation of the entire association by issuing some tasks and bounties.

“I am talking about standing members of the association, not registered members. You can understand it as employees of the association. In most powers and cities around the world, they will have legal status and have some privileges.”

Hearing what the other party said, Wu Heng's eyes lit up.

 If this is the case, then becoming a member of a professional association is a good option.

 But then, he suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked: "What do I need to do?"

“To complete some tasks issued by the association headquarters, it may be to explore the location or collect intelligence.” The man explained patiently.

Wu Heng hesitated, "I don't like taking risks, and killing the fugitive is a fluke. I have no strength at all."

“Don't worry, most of the association's tasks are to assist local guards, and we do not advocate your dangerous behavior of apprehending fugitives alone.”

The man looked up at him and continued: "Of course, the association can provide many benefits, such as intelligence, knowledge, magic props, money, and connections. In short, this position is not available to everyone."

 That said, the benefits of professional associations are actually quite good.

 The most important thing is that you can escape from the situation of a necromancer and no longer need to be like a prisoner.

 “Why choose me?”

 He does not think that he is the son of destiny. If he is true, the world will not end before he resells the items.

The man continued to explain, "The branch association can recruit talents on its own. In addition to common combatants, people with special abilities and rare occupations are also included. Of course, they must have clean identities and no criminal records."

 “I was added because of the Necromancer?”

“Necromancers, here, are the perfect word for rare, and even fewer have no criminal record.”

This professional association is really weird. Blackstone Town hates it so much that he actually wants to recruit himself into it.

 Thinked quickly in my mind.

  It seems that joining will not have much impact on you, but will bring more benefits.

 There is absolutely no reason to refuse.

 Now that I have a normal identity, I can make better use of Blackstone Town to improve myself, and I no longer have so many worries.

After thinking about it, Wu Heng smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Yazd for your trust. Can I join the Professionals Association here?"

 The man nodded with a smile, opened the drawer, and took out a form, "Fill in your information, and I'll get a reply in about three or four days."

Wu Heng nodded and read the above content carefully.

 Then he filled in his own information and submitted it back again.

The man took the document, glanced at it briefly, put it in the drawer, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the body first."

 Corpse?

 (End of this chapter)

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