The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 157
Chapter 157: Chapter 150, Choose Someone to Take Care of You_1
Slyther blew lightly.
Nice and gentle, the wind was filled with a sweet scent.
“Alright, we’re good now.” Slyther got ready to leave.
But a hand landed on her waist.
Slyther’s face reddened, like that of a light intoxication after a drink.
“What’s wrong?” Slyther feigned confusion as she looked at him.
“You’re stunning today.” Wu Heng said softly.
Slyther’s face grew even redder; she lightly pushed him away. “Don’t talk nonsense.”
Seeing she didn’t pull away, Wu Heng looped both his hands around her waist.
With a gentle pull, she was drawn onto his lap.
Hisss~!
The Cheetah next to them immediately jumped up, baring its teeth and getting ready to pounce.
Slyther gave it a stern look and gestured with her eyes.
The Cheetah then bounced off the couch and lay down at the back with its eyes closed.
“I’m quite a bit older than you.” Slyther turned her head and said.
“We’re not much different in age; it is not an excuse.” Wu Heng replied.
Slyther’s neck began to grow red as well.
She clearly knew what Wu Heng wanted to do, as their letters had been much more explicit than their encounter.
Partly for work, she had come all the way here.
But more so, she had come to see him.
Although she had prepared herself mentally, reality made her feel unexpectedly anxious.
As he whispered sweetly in her ear, she began to soften.
‘So be it. Otherwise, I would have traveled all this way for nothing.’
Wu Heng held her head and gently brought her lips to his.
Slyther gradually got into the mood.
She raised her arms, allowing him to unfasten her breastplate.
When he clumsily couldn’t undo her waistband, she laughed, took a deep breath, and said. “Alright, I’ll do it myself. You’re still not a grown man, are you?”
And so she unfastened her waistband.
Wu Heng took the opportunity to strip her completely.
“Why does it look like this?” Wu Heng pointed at her round and protruding asset with a confused look.
Slyther, sitting in his lap, stroked his hair and said, “It will emerge naturally in a while, kiddo.”
“You’re being too much!”
“Let’s move this to your room, not here!” Slyther whispered.
Wu Heng stood up, causing Slyther to shriek as she was swung up in his arms.
He carried her to the bedroom. In the dim light, he admired her graceful figure.
“Stop looking, hurry up.”
Slyther opened her eyes and extended her arms.
“Alright, here I come!”
…
During the depths of the night.
Wu Heng, holding her from behind, began to gently stroke her impressive body.
“Will you be staying for a few more days?”
Slyther pushed back slightly, “Accompany me out tomorrow, I will be heading back in the afternoon.”
“So soon?”
“I have been here for five days, if I don’t head back soon I might encounter issues as I am, after all, an executive.” Slyther turned to look at him, “What, can’t bear to part with me?”
“Who wouldn’t be reluctant to part with a charming beauty like you.”
“I have never realized that you are so good at sweet talking.”
“Previously, you always accused me of trying to cheat your money” Wu Heng reminded her.
“I am still doubtful now; perhaps you were after my money.”
Wu Heng replied, “Well, you may end up with neither money nor romance.”
“I’ll accept it.”
“Turn around!”
Slyther and Wen Mansha are both mature women, but they give entirely different vibes.
Wen Mansha is clingier and seems eager to show her fervor, while Slyther seems more dominant.
Even when it comes to these things, she retains an elder sister teach a little brother’s attitude and tone.
It’s that kind of—I want to conquer you on top—attitude.
“Speaking of which, is there a way I can avoid doing tasks?” Wu Heng continued asking.
Slyther crawled out of the covers and gave him a look, “If you don’t do tasks, what’s the point of being a team leader?”
“Just want the title; You know me; I don’t like dealing with these things.”
“As a captain, you can’t avoid tasks. Unless you reach the level of Vice-executive, then you can do nothing, and it’s even more relaxing than being an executive,” Slyther continued.
“How do I become a Vice-executive?”
“Five tier-3 merits, or a tier-2 merit. If you have enough fame locally, you don’t need either and can still become a nominal Vice-executive,” said Slyther softly.
Lundham City’s Vice-executive is said to be a shamans of the Beastman.
He rarely shows up, let alone leads any tasks.
He represents a status.
When a shamans is in a city, the Beastman in the city will obey the city’s rules and won’t make any major trouble.
It’s an honorary status, at the least.
Wu Heng was lost in thought, grasping her body in his hands.
Slyther then asked, “Do you want to become a Vice-executive?”
“Hmm, to have the title and not have to do tasks.”
“Why don’t you quit? Go back to Black Stone Town and let me look after you…”
Wu Heng laughed and pulled her a little, “I have money too, It’s not certain who will be taking care of whom.”
“Alright, let’s rest now! Lie down and don’t move.” Slyther pulled up the thin quilt, and lay on top of him.
…
The next day, in the morning.
The carriage creaked along.
Following Slyther’s carriage, there were several other carriages carrying goods, escorted by Slyther’s personal mercenary group.
It was evident. Besides seeing him, she was actually here to purchase some merchandise.
In the carriage, Wu Heng asked: “Are you sure you don’t want to stay a few more days?”
“When you have time, you can come to Black Stone Town, I’ve arranged for someone to clean up the house there for you,” Slyther said.
“Actually, being taken care of by you in Black Stone Town doesn’t sound too bad.”
