Chapter 283: Chapter 235, Devil Soul Pot_1

[Shield Pendant]

(Description: A pendant etched with the ‘Shield Technique’ rune, that can form a protective shield for you at critical moments.)

It’s this magic item again.

The effect is similar to the ‘Protection Pendant’ from ‘Lu Anjian’ last time.

But the one etched before was a ‘Sword-shield’, the ‘Shield Technique’ at present is a higher rank.

Although it sounds like the Sword-shield is more advanced.

Next, is the Space Ring.

[Space Ring]

(Description: A tool etched with spatial magic, possessing 20 cubic feet of space inside.)

The current Space Ring, its storage space has reached 20 cubic feet.

Among the several Space Rings in his hand, it has the largest space.

Now it seems, the Space Ring is not a rare item at all, wealthy merchants, and competent professionals, all wear them.

The Spirit Communication Ring reveals all the stored items within.

Some personal clothing, lots of money, various tools, and a few books.

He took out all the personal clothing.

Ordinary clean clothes were thrown aside, and a robe among them was held in his hand.

[Calm Robe]

(Description: When the wearer casts a spell, the speed increases, and resistance to external interference strengthens.)

Another magic item.

The robe originally on Giovanni was clearly a magic item too, but unfortunately, it was ruined by the machine gun and now it looks like scattered rags.

This one is not bad either, Wu Heng’s height is similar to his.

He can wash it and wear it himself when he returns.

This kind of item would at least be considered a three-tier merit award in the association.

Next, are other kinds of tools.

[Flame Stone Gloves][Thermal Insulated Tent][Organ Jar][Soul Bottle]… etc.

A lot of strange and unique tools.

This Necromancer, he is clearly more professional than himself.

Wu Heng specifically looked at the [Soul Bottle].

[Soul Bottle]

(Description: A container for storing, imprisoning souls.)

For storing souls.

Souls, are not just like ‘Xiao Xiao’ and ‘Glenda’ for motivating, they themselves are also materials for rituals.

Or for nurturing souls.

The ghost that Giovanni released and possessed Wen Mansha, with hair all disheveled and a bizarre appearance, was clearly a malevolent spirit raised.

Upon seeing several items.

Finally, the books in the ring.

[Pleasant Deals][An Island Within Reach][The Transport Route of Trade][Rebuttable Chats][The Succubus of The Bedroom][Rose Lady]…[Revival Technique].

Looking at the strange names of each book.

Wu Heng’s eyes widened a few degrees.

He originally thought he would see the Mage’s skill books, all he got out were these.

They seemed like general reading material for killing time while traveling.

Demons, ladies, whatnot, even some erotic literature.

“Skinny as a skeleton, yet has this kind of taste.”

He set the others aside for now, Wu Heng picked up the [Revival Technique]and glanced over it roughly.

[Revival Technique]

(Description: You can convert a creature that has died within a minute into a critically injured state, this spell cannot revive the old dead, nor can it restore lost body parts.)

Revival Technique?

Was he learning the Revival Technique?

Going according to the books in the Space Ring, the skills that have been learned are not kept inside.

Only the existence of a single [Revival Technique] is a clear possibility that he is currently studying this skill.

He looked at the skill description again, and he was still surprised.

It can transform a creature that has died within a minute into a critically injured state.

Isn’t this the ‘resurrection technique’ in the game?

Isn’t that a Priest’s skill?

It’s really weird seeing it on a Necromancer.

Even if it only achieves a critically injured effect, it’s much better than real death.

The latter sentence refers to some restrictions, creatures that are old and dead cannot be revived, and lost body parts also cannot be restored out of thin air.

The restrictions for these two kinds are understandable.

If the old dead could be revived, wouldn’t that be eternal life?

The Necromancer is really a strange profession, it involves both death and life, studying how to enslave the dead on one hand, and creating life-saving spells like [Life Extension Technique][Revival Technique] on the other.

Perhaps most Necromancers, because they deal with the dead all year round, have become disrespectful towards life or despising of life.

Nonetheless, a large number of people still provide assistance to the living by using the knowledge they have gained.

…

Having viewed all the spoils of war.

Wu Heng’s sight persists on the corpse in front of him.

As a level 16 Necromancer, he wondered what the converted undead attendant would be like.

He didn’t think much further.

He directly released the [Bone Manipulation Skill].

[The summoned creature exceeds the caster’s ability range, instabilities increase…]

The familiar instability prompts appeared once again.

The flesh and blood on the corpse began to fall off, and a tall, thin skeleton slowly stood up.

In its hollow eye sockets, a faint blue soul fire burned.

After taking a cursory look at the scene, it walked slowly to the side.

“From now on, you’ll be called ‘Dead Bone’.” Wu Heng said.

A level 16 Necromancer might be connected to other people or influences behind the scenes.

Therefore, Wu Heng changed ‘Giovanni’s’ name to ‘Dead Bone’.

To avoide drawing attention from others based on the name alone.

The skeleton made a slight bow, and then walked to the side.

Wu Heng took out some of his previous ordinary clothes from the Space Ring, handed them to him, “Wear these first.”

The skeleton began to dress on the side.

Wu Heng, on the other hand, continued to check its attributes.

[Skeleton Mage (Level 16)]

[Level: 16]

[Attributes: Constitution 27, Strength 16, Agility 18, Intelligence 36, Perception 25, Charm 18.]

[Traits: Hollow Skeleton, Advanced Soul, Undead Adaptation, Necromancy Scholar.]

[Skills: Cloth Armor Mastery (Advanced), Staff Mastery (Advanced), Short Sword Mastery (Intermediate), Arcane Echo, Knowledge of Souls, Knowledge of Haunting, Tireless Focus, Spell Artisan.]

[Skills: Life Extension Technique, Wounding Skill, Disease Ray, Decay Ray, Curse, Communicate with the Dead, Epidemic Skill, Withering Technique, Pestilence Skill, Evil Explosion Skill, Corpse Explosion Technique, Bone Manipulation Skill (substitute), Corpse Manipulation Skill (substitute), Dead Bones Battlefield (substitute).]

Wu Heng looked at the attributes in front of him and was slightly surprised.

Level 16, yet it had higher attributes than his own.

But this effect was to be expected – based on his level and knowledge, it was impossible for his attributes to reach this level.

The main reason was the amplification produced by taking the corpse core potion in the zombie world.

It pulled him up to an unmatched height that didn’t correspond with his level.

It’s not that its attributes were low, it’s just that his own attributes can no longer be measured by normal levels.

The skills and expertise of a level 16 skeleton mage were not few.

Especially in terms of skills.

After transforming into an undead servant, skills from other factions will all disappear, only the necromancy magic will be retained.

Even so, there are still 14 skills.

Wu Heng swept through them roughly, and he could understand all the other skills.

It was only on the three skills he was most familiar with – Bone Manipulation Skill, Corpse Manipulation Skill, and Dead Bones Battlefield – that a “substitute” character appeared.

Wu Heng opened them and took a look.

[Bone Manipulation Skill (substitute)]: The conduit, using themselves as a spell medium, substitutes for the “Master” to infuse unclean false life force into bones or corpses, summoning them as undead skeleton attendants.

Wu Heng carefully looked at it and immediately understood the meaning behind it.

The ‘dead bone’ in front of him was no longer a separate entity, but a pseudo-life created by Wu Heng.

Therefore, even if the skills retained Bone Manipulation Skill and Corpse Manipulation Skill, the ownership of the spellcasting will still belong to Wu Heng.

It was just a subject to replace spellcasting.

It seemed reasonable.

At this point, ‘Dead Bone’ had also put on its clothes, standing aside with its hands behind it.

Compared with Wu Heng and the senior female gang member Wen Mansha, it looked more like a noble.

He continued to pack the tricycle and the scavenged weapons and equipment, then put them all away.

“Let’s go, we are going back.”

The army began to move towards Lundham City.

Wu Heng leaned on Wen Mansha’s shoulder, “Were you scared today?”

“No, I’m not afraid with you here.” Wen Mansha quietly said.

Thinking about it, Wen Mansha’s position was indeed somewhat risky.

Her own level was low and she relied entirely on the title of a senior woman.

“Tomorrow, let ‘Dead Bones’ follow you. It will protect you.”

“Really? It’s a waste to have a level 16 protecting me!” Wen Mansha looked up.

Wu Heng hugged her, “Safety first. There’s no such thing as being wasteful.”

“Thank you, Master.”

The city wall was being watched by skeletons.

Although the gate was closed, it was opened again to let Wu Heng and his people in.

They returned late at night to avoid being seen by others.

…

The next day, early morning.

The maids each left to do their own things.

Wu Heng went straight to the guild.

Pushing open the door of the rest room, he saw his three team members sitting inside.

“What? Is there a mission today?” Wu Heng asked curiously.

Duke stood up quickly and said, “Captain, the other teams said someone was making trouble for you. If you didn’t come today, we were going to go to your house to find you.”

It seemed that the teams he had met while talking to Giovanni in the city yesterday had mentioned this issue to Duke.

“It’s nothing. Who in the city would dare to cause trouble for me? It’s just a small misunderstanding.” Wu Heng sat down at the desk.

“Oh, good, good,” said Duke, scratching his head.

Mata and Galo Berley also nodded and said that everything was fine.

Wu Heng continued to ask, “Has our team’s distinction been given yet?”

With a second-class distinction, one could choose a good high-level item or special item.

It’s been so many days, and there was no news yet.

“I don’t know.” Duke answered.

Galo Berley thought for a while and said, “Perhaps the process is complex. The captain’s distinction is enough to appoint a vice-executive. These types of appointments are normally quite rigorous. It’s definitely going to take a longer time.”

“Hmm, could be,” Wu Heng nodded.

Duke went on to ask, “Captain, when you become the vice-executive, find us some better missions.”

“I don’t even know if I will get the appointment. Moreover, even if I get appointed, they may transfer me somewhere else,” Wu Heng replied.

“But if you are transferred, what will happen to half of the city district?” Duke asked.

“We’ll see when the time comes!”

The friends sat and chatted in the room for a while.

After confirming that Wu Heng was safe and the guild didn’t assign them any tasks,

they left the guild to attend to their own matters.

Wu Heng also went back home.

…

He went directly through the boundary door to the zombie world.

The bus station inside was still busy, several cars were trading at the door.

Walking out of the building, he saw Qiangzi and several others repairing a van in the yard.

“What happened?” Wu Heng asked.

Qiangzi and the others turned their heads and saw that it was Wu Heng who came out. They immediately stood up and saluted.

“They came to exchange resources, but their car was attacked by zombies on the way and couldn’t move after they got in here. We’re helping to fix it.” Qiangzi patted the van—it clattered loudly.

“Oh, where is Li Yahong?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

“Sister Hong is over there at the door.” Qiangzi said to someone nearby, “Go get Sister Hong.”

That person left.

Qiangzi pulled him to one side, whispering mysteriously, “My lord, I have an idea about weapon modification, which I want to discuss with you.”

“What idea?” Wu Heng looked at him.

Qiangzi took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket. A sketch was drawn on it.

He said, “My lord, have you ever heard of the Wolf Shovel?”