Necromancer's Army in the Apocalypse
Chapter 917

You Really Deserve to Die

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Morning.

In the courtyard of the Island Master's Manor, the clash of metal rang through the spreading mist.

Wu Heng and the Three-Eyed Skeleton, Bubble, were training with spears.

The scrape of skeletal joints and the crisp clashing of spears echoed continuously through the morning fog.

Unlocked trait: Polearm Mastery (Proficient).

The instant the System Prompt sounded, more insights into spears and techniques for wielding them surfaced in his mind.

"Master, breakfast is ready." Minnie called from the doorway.

"Stop!" Wu Heng raised a hand. The attacking skeleton instantly halted, its spear angled toward the ground as it stood straight at the side.

Wu Heng took the towel handed to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and headed toward the dining room.

The past two days had been enough to prove his previous guess. The increase in his level and attributes had greatly improved his understanding of all kinds of knowledge.

Even proficiency in weapon specializations like this rose faster.

Back in the dining room, the maids brought out the tableware.

The family sat together and began eating.

After a few bites, Andeviel set down her utensils and said, "Master, all the shops have been connected to electricity. The response yesterday was quite good too—it was even livelier than during the day."

Treasure Island was hot, and the temperatures were much more comfortable at night.

Now that the shops had electricity, nighttime was no different from daytime. It would naturally be livelier.

Just like a modern pedestrian street, the peak hours were all at night.

Wu Heng nodded. "Let them get used to it first. We'll arrange electricity for the residents afterward."

Andeviel nodded to show that she understood.

Shanala continued, "There are quite a lot of people at the church. The idea of handing out eggs is pretty

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