The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 662 - 662 538 Someone is performing a soul-guiding



Chapter 662 - 662 538 Someone is performing a soul-guiding

?Chapter 662: Chapter 538, Someone is performing a soul-guiding ritual Chapter 662: Chapter 538, Someone is performing a soul-guiding ritual A few days ago, I had contacted Shanaela.

The Wood Elves had essentially placed her under a form of soft imprisonment; there were no restrictions on food and living conditions, with the only condition being that she was not allowed to leave the city she was in.

After realizing that Wu Heng was the biggest customer of Gold and Silver Island, the Wood Elves wanted to maintain their partnership.

They proposed that if they wanted to allow Shanaela to return, they would have to maintain orders of no less than two hundred thousand gold within three years.

How should I put it? There is a sense that if we spend this money, we will let Shanaela go back, and you two can be together.

In Wu Heng’s view, he was already reliant on the Wood Elves’ food to supply the Zombie World, in addition to ordering some weaponry, equipment, or explosives and copper ore.

Reaching an order of two hundred thousand gold wasn’t difficult.

So he had agreed to it.

Over the past few days, Shanaela had also been discussing this matter with them, and it seemed she had found an answer.

Wu Heng picked up the handset and gently tapped it, “Shanaela, can you hear me?”

Soon, Shanaela’s gentle voice came from the other end, “Yes, I can, I’m painting.”

“Ah…, how did your talk with the Elders go?” Wu Heng asked.

“It’s finished. I can return at any time. There will also be a merchant delegate coming to discuss the goods with you. A three-year deal of two hundred thousand gold is somewhat stressful for Gold and Silver Island, especially since you’ve given those merchants a tax exemption,” Shanaela said with a somewhat somber tone.

“It’s okay, having you back is worth more than anything else.”

“I’m not worth two hundred thousand now.”

“Priceless, far more than two hundred thousand.”

Shanaela’s tone suddenly became a bit somber, “There have been some adjustments with Starflower. I am still nominally the president of Starflower, but I no longer have any power to move or manage things. In simple terms, I’m just a figurehead now, maintaining the tribe’s face outwardly. It doesn’t sound good that a president has gotten involved with a small Island Master.”

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