Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 1059: Just on the way

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Lilith stopped trying to persuade him and, after a moment of silence, said, "How about... I go with you?"

Wu Heng put his arm around her shoulder. "The dwarves are more nervous than I am right now. If something really happens to me in Deepforge, they'll be the first ones to suffer."

He paused briefly, then became more serious, "Moreover, I need you to stay and oversee Treasure Island. Viola has just been promoted to hero; she has plenty of intimidation power, but lacks practical combat experience."

Lilith pursed her lips and finally nodded, "Since you've made up your mind, let's get going as soon as possible and not give the others time to react."

“Yes, I’ll leave tomorrow morning,” Wu Heng said.

Lilith suddenly remembered something and continued, "If you have enough merit points, you can exchange them for a few rare items at the association to take with you, so you won't run out later."

Wu Heng shook his head, "No need. Using merit points to exchange for smelting materials is too extravagant."

He used all his second-level merit points to buy items for Viola.

He did not have any recorded merits.

Lilith glanced at him, then suddenly took out several strange items from her spatial ring: a cracked dagger, a gemstone ring, and a jet-black chain.

"Take these," Lilith said casually, as if giving out some pocket money. "Either the side effects are too great, or they conflict with my attributes. Keeping them is just taking up space."

Wu Heng was taken aback.

Rare objects are valued not only for their properties, but also for their collectible nature, so there are no rare objects without value.

Glancing at the attributes of the wondrous item Lilith had given him, he instinctively declined, "It's not that bad, I have enough on hand."

Lilith leaned forward slightly, her fingertips touching his chest. "I'm happy that you're strong."

Wu Heng smiled, suddenly hugged Lilith's leg, and rubbed against her exaggeratedly, "Rich woman, you're so nice."

As she spoke, she kissed his smooth calf.

"How disgusting!" Lilith pushed him away, straightened her skirt, and said, "Go and get ready. Dwarves are all hot-tempered. You're a hero now, so be lenient with them."

Wu Heng listened to her rambling instructions for a while, and then put away all the strange objects on the table.

This was the first time he had ever seen the usually calm and composed Lilith constantly giving him instructions like a mother hen.

When she ran out of things to say, Wu Heng softly replied, "I understand."

Lilith coughed lightly. "Are you... coming over again tonight?"

Wu Heng thought for a moment, "I need to go back and make preparations. After I return, you can stay at the Island Lord's Mansion."

Lilith said irritably, "The association is still keeping an eye on me, and now I'm suddenly moving into your house! Are you trying to make sure our relationship isn't exposed too slowly?"

"Then I'll come next time," Wu Heng said with a smile.

"Who cares!" Lilith got up and walked downstairs.

Wu Heng followed him downstairs.

As they came downstairs, Xiaoxiao was still playing games. Seeing the two of them come down, she immediately asked, "Sister, are you done chatting?"

"We're done talking," Lilith said with a smile.

"Come on, let's play a game, this one's really tough," Xiao Xiao called out.

Lilith sat down to the side, picked up the controller, and started operating it as well.

Seeing that both of them had their eyes on the game, Wu Heng said, "Xiao Xiao, we're going out tomorrow morning, don't forget to come home."

"Okay, then I won't go back tonight," Xiaoxiao said without turning her head.

“Okay.” Wu Heng continued looking at Lilith, “I’ll head back now. Call me if anything comes up.”

"Go back." Lilith waved her hand.

Wu Heng glanced at Lilith.

I feel lucky she became a hero early on; if she had met Xiaoxiao sooner, the two of them could have gotten together.

It's extremely difficult to become a hero.

Withdrawing his gaze, he cast [Teleportation] and left.

……

Return to the Island Owner's Mansion.

While chatting with Minnie in the living room, the skeleton chefs had already set dinner on the table.

Wu Heng got up and led Minnie towards the restaurant.

Meanwhile, the other women of the island lord's household were all sitting around the dining table, eating and chatting.

After eating some, Wu Heng picked up his wine glass, took a sip, and said, "I'm going out tomorrow to Deepforge, the dwarf stronghold."

The dining table fell silent instantly.

Sanera put down her fork, her brow furrowing slightly. "Going to the dwarves at this hour? We don't seem to have any connection with them."

The only relationship they could be considered amicable was the collaboration between Treasure Island and the Dwarf Merchant Guild.

Wu Heng said, "We've reached an agreement with the dwarf leader to borrow their 'Heart of Molten Core' to forge a few rare items."

Viola put down her wine glass, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "With your current strength, do you still need to rely on external aids?"

"I have too few rare items at my disposal right now," Wu Heng said with a smile. "You can never have too many trump cards."

Sanella then asked, "Will there be any danger?"

"Don't worry," Wu Heng said confidently. "The dwarves are even more afraid of trouble than we are."

Looking around at everyone, she said, "While I'm away, the island's affairs will continue as usual. Lilith will stay to assist you. No one should leave the island for any reason, to avoid any danger."

"Okay!" The group nodded.

Wu Heng continued to focus his gaze on the figure eating the pork chop, "Philippa! Did you hear me?"

Philippa wiped his mouth, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Why did you single me out again?"

Wu Heng instructed, "Train hard at home and keep a close eye on safety along the flight path."

“If you’re worried, take me with you! I’ve never been to the dwarves’ territory before,” Philippa said immediately.

His tone was still somewhat excited.

"Next time, I'll scout ahead this time," Wu Heng replied directly.

"I know! If you're not taking me, what's the point of saying all that?" Philippa waved his hand impatiently.

Wu Heng looked at Shanera again and asked, "Do you have a map of the dwarf territory? I'm wondering how to get there."

Sanella asked, "The ghost train won't get there?"

“There shouldn’t be any record from that side,” Wu Heng said.

"The map itself isn't difficult, but if you don't know the way and rely solely on the map, it can still be a bit troublesome..."

Sanera took a sip of her wine, pondered for a moment, and said, "It would be best to go with a merchant guild. The Wood Elves haven't been sending any caravans to the Dwarves lately. I remember the Serpent Emblem Consortium's goods will be leaving the island tomorrow morning. If you're okay with that, you can go with that caravan. If you're worried about the hassle, you can hide your appearance."

Wu Heng thought about it and agreed.

You can enter the dwarven territory yourself, and once you've confirmed the location of Deepforge, you can then proceed on your own.

“Okay, later you can go and tell Lady that someone from Treasure Island is going there.” Wu Heng settled the matter.

"Okay!" Shanara nodded.

After discussing the main matters, Wu Heng continued with a smile, "Tell me about some of the dwarves' habits and what they should pay attention to."

“They should avoid you, right?” Shanera continued, “When you speak to them, avoid questioning their abilities, including not only their skills but also their drinking ability, strength, and so on…”

Shanera began to speak, and the others listened with interest.

……

As night deepened, the study remained brightly lit.

When Wu Heng pushed open the door, the three ghosts were busy with their own things in the study.

Upon seeing him enter, Sanhun glanced at him and then quickly looked away.

“It’s settled.” Wu Heng poured himself a cup of tea and sat down on a chair. “We’ll head to the Dwarven’s Deepforge tomorrow to use their ‘Molten Heart’ to smelt those artifacts from the Holy See.”

"The dwarves agreed? I remember meeting that dwarf chieftain twice, and we almost got into a fight both times." Granda closed the book and looked over. Wu Heng sipped his tea. "A usage fee of 2000 gold coins, materials to be provided by the customer."

Benny's eyes widened: "Why don't they just rob it?!"

“It’s a monopoly business, so of course they can set prices arbitrarily,” the Empress added.

“Money is not a problem.” Wu Heng put down his teacup. “We’ll hold a potion auction later and make double the money.”

The lady smiled and said, "With the wealth of Treasure Island, these are nothing. You can ask if that rare item is for sale and buy it back directly."

"Forget it, the dwarves say it's their treasure," Wu Heng said irritably. "Are you just asking for trouble by saying that?"

"Fine, if you don't want to sell, then forget it!" The Empress shrugged.

Granda then interrupted the conversation, saying, "Let's do a divination before we set off."

Wu Heng nodded and took out the tortoise shell from his spatial ring.

He closed his eyes, focused his mind, and silently asked, "Will using the Molten Core on this trip to the dwarven territory be dangerous?"

Wow~!

The tortoise shell shook, and three coins fell to the ground.

One person and three souls formed a circle and looked at the coins.

Three heads, very auspicious!
Benny exclaimed, "This is the first time I've ever gotten this result!"

Granda rarely smiled: "It seems things will go smoothly with the dwarves."

Only the Empress looked doubtful, asking, "Is this thing reliable?"

"Don't be so pessimistic. With such a good result, it must be accurate," Wu Heng said irritably, then picked up the coins and stuffed them back into the tortoise shell. "I'll calculate again to see if I can melt down anything good."

The coins fell again, one heads and two tails, a neutral hexagram.

"Hiss!" Benny frowned. "This doesn't seem... good?"

Granda hesitated, "It seems like we won't be able to smelt anything good. Should we still go?"

Wu Heng said, "Those artifacts from the Holy See are just gathering dust anyway. Let's take a gamble and just melt them down to make something usable."

Then, he glanced at the coins again and said, "This one doesn't count; this one is feudal superstition."

The three ghosts rolled their eyes.

The Empress smiled and said, "That's right. As long as it works, it's guaranteed to be profitable."

Wu Heng put the tortoise shell away, saying, "Consider this a publicly funded trip to broaden your horizons."

Benny exclaimed excitedly, "I heard the dwarves' lava waterfalls are incredibly spectacular!"

Granda also said, "At least you still have some conscience, at least you know to take us out for some fun."

The Empress glanced at the two souls who had agreed to leave, and said, "Let's focus on smelting!"

“No conflict,” Wu Heng said. “We’ll take care of business and have some fun on the side. I’ll bring extra money with me and buy whatever I like.”

Upon hearing this, all three of them smiled.

After things were settled, Wu Heng glanced at the deepening night outside the window and said, "I'm going to rest. Prepare whatever you need in advance."

"Okay, goodnight!" The three souls bid farewell.

Wu Heng also left the study.

……

Return to the bedroom.

Sanella was leaning against the headboard, her graceful curves outlined in a light silk nightgown.

Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, and her fingers gently turned the pages of a book.

“It’s confirmed with the Serpent Emblem Consortium.” Sanella closed her book. “A merchant ship is departing tomorrow morning. You can join their convoy and head to Deepforge.”

"I wonder if I'm the one going?" Wu Heng took off his outer robe and tossed it aside, the garment hanging precisely on the hanger.

Sanella smiled and said, "I only said you are a 'friend' of the island lord's mansion."

Wu Heng rolled onto the bed and pulled her into his arms. "That's good!"

Sanella poked his chest with her fingertip and continued, "I told the Grand Elder about how you killed three Holy See members and then attacked the Holy See."

Then he chuckled, "I felt like the Grand Elder was so scared he was speechless for a long time."

"He's been the Grand Elder for so many years, how could he be as incompetent as you describe?" Wu Heng said irritably.

Sanera suddenly stopped smiling and snuggled closer to him. "You don't understand... The more obsessed a wood elf is with 'heroes,' the more they fear them."

He continued, "The Grand Elder has already given the order to secretly transfer important members of the clan to Treasure Island, and the Elders' Council has also increased the number of guards."

Wu Heng frowned: "There's no need to be so nervous. The Pope is all that's left in the Holy See. How dare he leave the sanctuary?"

“He wouldn’t dare touch you, for fear he’d take his anger out on the wood elves.” A hint of worry flashed in Sanella’s eyes. “Anyway, it’s better to be careful.”

“That makes sense,” Wu Heng nodded.

Sanella looked up at him. "Come back soon."

Wu Heng tightened his arms around her and kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as possible."

Go to bed early!

As night deepened, the two embraced and closed their eyes, their breathing gradually synchronizing.

……

next day!

The morning mist, like a veil, enveloped the bustling dock.

Wearing the Faceless One mask, Wu Heng boarded the cargo ship "Flame Perpetual Motion Machine." Workers were lined up to unload cargo, while the skeleton crew members on deck silently conducted the final navigation checks.

This cargo ship was allocated by Treasure Island to the Serpent's Emblem Consortium to expedite the transport of goods across the Emerald Sea.

Although the ships are piloted by skeletons, several living employees of the Serpent's Emblem Consortium accompany the ships on each voyage to check the cargo and facilitate transactions.

Wu Heng walked straight to the main cabin at the bow of the ship, and the skeletons he encountered along the way stopped and made way for him.

After closing the cabin door, Wu Heng removed his mask, leaned against the edge of the bed, took out his phone, and sent a text message to the island lord's mansion saying "boarded".

Soon, the ship suddenly shook, and a deep ship's horn sounded.

The ship slowly sailed away from the port.

Inside the cabin, Wu Heng took out a map and laid it flat on the table, examining the route to 'Deep Furnace Fortress'.

Granda floated above the map, saying, "Following the guild will be much slower."

Wu Heng said, "Once we confirm the route, we'll go there ourselves."

Once you've determined the direction, you'll be able to ride your motorcycle faster.

“Okay, that works!” Granda nodded.

Dong dong dong~!

There was a gentle knock on the door.

Granda quickly flew over, peered through the wall, and then whispered, "It's Lady Li."

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, opened the door, and saw Lei Dili standing there gracefully.

She had a golden ponytail, wore brown leather armor, and had a short sword hanging at her waist.

Upon seeing Wu Heng, he frowned slightly and looked him up and down, seemingly trying to confirm the identity behind the mask.

"Come in!" Wu Heng made way for him. "What are you doing on the ship?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lady's eyes lit up, and she quickly entered the cabin.

With his hands behind his back and a sly smile on his face, he said, "Lady Sanella asked me about the route to the merchant guild yesterday. It just so happens that I also need to go to the dwarves to discuss some business."

As he spoke, he moved slightly closer, saying, "It's on my way."

(End of this chapter)