Chapter 46, A Little Tour
Chapter 46, A Little Tour
The carriage was filled with a faint fragrance.
Slater wore a form-fitting purple gown, reclining on the wooden couch, accentuating her voluptuous figure.
In contrast to Yuli, who was sitting beside her, they presented two very different images.
At their feet, the panther lazily yawned, glanced over, and then closed its eyes again.
Feeling the carriage begin to move slowly.
Wu Heng asked in confusion, "Madam Slater, where are we going?"
Slater bent down to retrieve a new wine glass from under the couch, filled it with fruit wine, and casually replied, "Afraid us two women will kidnap you?"
"I'd still like to know where we're going!"
In Blackstone Town, he wasn't worried that she would do anything harmful to him.
But he still wanted to know where they were heading.
Letting a woman have full control wasn't a smart move.
"Just taking a little tour around the town, then I'll drop you back off," Slater said with a smile.
Wu Heng kept his eyes on her, still unsure of her intentions.
The carriage continued down the road, gently swaying.
Slater continued, "I heard from Yuli that you were looking to buy some items or skill books?"
Wu Heng glanced at the curly-haired girl across from him.
She was busy trying to pull the sleepy panther into her lap.
Her body stretched out as she pulled.
"Yes, I mentioned it in passing during a conversation."
"There are generally two channels for obtaining skill books and items: commissions through the Adventurer's Guild, merchant channels, and..." Slater took a sip of her fruit wine before continuing, "and some underground markets, also known as the black market."
The black market?
Blackstone Town actually has a place like that.
"If you can't find what you want in regular markets, or if you need to fence something, the black market is your best bet."
Wu Heng frowned at her.
Befriending a Seer seemed to offer some unexpected insights.
"Does Blackstone Town not regulate it?"
"Of course, Blackstone Town doesn't allow it, but these places aren't exactly public, and few people know how to access them."
Wu Heng thought about it and realized it might be worth checking out.
"So how do you get to this black market?"
Slater took another sip of wine before answering, "Outsiders can't just walk into these places. Tomorrow, I'll be taking Yuli there, and if you want to come along, you can."
Wu Heng considered it and, confident she had no reason to deceive him, nodded.
Slater smiled, "We'll need to go early, and don't forget to bring money—I'm not covering your expenses."
"Alright."
Soon, the carriage slowed down.
Through the gap in the curtain, Wu Heng could see the carriage stopping in front of a fabric shop.
"Madam, your items have been brought out."
"Good, let's head back."
The carriage turned around and started back the way they had come.
At the entrance to the crowded district, Wu Heng and Barson were dropped off, and the carriage slowly rolled away.
Wu Heng watched the carriage disappear into the distance, then headed home.
Discussing matters in a carriage seemed quite convenient.
...
Inside the departing carriage.
Yuli was holding onto the panther's front legs, muttering, "Hmph, ugly necromancer."
Slater glanced at her disapprovingly before saying, "You're both newcomers and in the same squad. You should try to get along."
"Me? Get along with a necromancer? What's there to get along with?" Yuli exclaimed, pointing at herself in disbelief.
Slater smiled, "Then help me gather information."
"You're that curious about him? He's just an ordinary guy," Yuli said curiously.
"Yes," Slater replied, leaning back on the couch, and said nothing more.
...
Wu Heng returned home and locked the door.
His outing with Slater wasn't entirely fruitless.
At least he learned about a place—the black market.
A market with fewer restrictions and no need to worry about leaving traces.
Just what he needed most.
As night fell.
After making sure no one else would come by, he took out the 'corpse cores' and the potions he had acquired.
After disinfecting the corpse core with white wine, he tilted his head back and swallowed it.
[Constitution +1, Agility +2]
The corpse core dissolved as soon as it hit his stomach, and the system prompt followed immediately.
This brought Wu Heng a surge of joy.
It really can be used repeatedly.
The mutated zombies in the zombie world had indeed become a hunting ground for extracting attributes.
He felt a tangible improvement in his attributes.
As he thought about it, the burning sensation from the virus flared up in his abdomen and quickly spread throughout his body.
With his previous experience, he didn't panic this time.
He quickly grabbed the potion, uncorked it, and drank it down.
The burning sensation gradually subsided, and the signs of poisoning in his body began to fade.
After a while, all the symptoms disappeared.
Even so, Wu Heng was drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.
"This really isn't an easy thing to do."
The attributes indeed increased, but the physical pain was also unbearable.
It wasn't the kind of pain from external injuries but more like his internal organs and bone marrow being torn apart.
After resting for about half an hour.
Wu Heng opened the second core and went through the same process again.
Disinfect with white wine, tilt head back, swallow.
[Strength +2, Agility +2]
The attribute prompt appeared again, and Wu Heng quickly drank another potion.
After another half-hour break.
He took the third corpse core.
[Stamina +2, Agility +2.]
He drank the potion again.
After consuming all three cores, Wu Heng felt that his body had reached its limit.
Although there was no system notification, he could feel the toll his body had taken from the consecutive ingestions.
It seems that these corpse cores shouldn't be used in quick succession; the body needs time to recover.
He opened his attribute panel.
[Name: Wu Heng]
[Class: Necromancer]
[Level: 4 (876/6500)]
[Attributes: Strength 12, Agility 19, Constitution 19, Intelligence 17, Perception 10, Charisma 13.]
[Proficiency: Short Spear Proficiency (Beginner)]
[Skills: Raise Skeleton, Acid Splash, Grease Spell, Dancing Lights.]
Looking at his attributes, Wu Heng frowned slightly.
After consecutively consuming the corpse cores, his Agility and Constitution had increased, making them his highest attributes.
For a mage, these two attributes were now higher than his Intelligence.
He stood in front of the mirror and took off his shirt, noticing that his upper body was now packed with muscle, especially around the abs and chest, where the muscles were well-defined.
"I even have abs now," Wu Heng said, touching his abdominal muscles.
Not just his physique, but his attributes were now on par with those of a melee class of the same level.
This was a good thing, allowing him to survive better.
After admiring himself for a while, he decided to rest.
After taking the potions, he still felt fatigued, so he decided to skip his sword practice for the night.
...
The next morning.
After breakfast, Wu Heng headed straight to the zombie world.
As soon as he reached the rooftop, he saw the ghost of the little girl floating in the air, babbling something.
The large group of skeletons, who had been on standby on the rooftop, were now waving their kitchen knives, wandering around aimlessly after the ghost.
How did she follow me here?
Wu Heng was surprised that the ghost dared to follow him.
As he got closer, he heard the ghost's tearful voice.
"Grandpa, Dad, don't move around, I can't find you."
The number of skeletons had reached nearly seven hundred.
They were chasing the ghost all over the rooftop, creating quite a mess.
Thankfully, there were barriers along the edges of the rooftop; otherwise, a large number of skeletons might have fallen off.
Wu Heng, holding his staff, quickened his pace and was about to cast a spell when the ghost girl saw him.
Letting out a terrified wail, she darted into the neighboring building and disappeared.
Wu Heng immediately ordered the skeletons, "Hold position!"