The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

With his newly unlocked[Soul Sense], he could clearly sense the person outside the door, along with the connection generated by the Contract Lock imprinted on both of them.

In the Zombie World, he hadn’t thought much about it.

But now he did, this ‘feature’ really was good.

Whether it was for scouting or for preventing people from sneaking an attack, it was very useful.

“Master, who are they?” Wen Mansha frowned, her face instantly cooling.

Mini and Andre Willow, hearing the other also addressing him as master, displayed surprised expressions.

Wu Heng introduced them, “Mini, Andre Willow, they are the new maids, they’ll be living here from now on.”

Then he pointed at Wen Mansha. “Wen Mansha, the leader of the Pinned Gang, you can call her big sister.”

The three women looked at each other.

Mini was the first to speak up, “Sister Wen Mansha.”

Andre Willow also stood up, slightly bending over in formal salute.

Wen Mansha being older and a gang leader, in Lundham City, being part of a gang signified power, which wasn’t a disgraceful thing.

On the contrary, it represented a high status, worlds apart from being a slave.

Upon hearing that she was a gang leader, the two looked at her a few times.

Their master seemed to be even more formidable than they had imagined.

The leader of a gang was serving as their domestic servant.

With a slight tilt of her head, Wen Mansha maintained a cool expression and lightly nodded.

Hanging her coat on the rack by the door, wearing brown leather armor, she walked slowly into the living room.

Once again, she assumed the demeanor of a dignified and imposing gang leader.

“Wen Mansha, have you had dinner?” Wu Heng asked.

“No.”

“Come and join us.” Wu Heng said directly.

Wen Mansha walked over and sat down on the side of Wu Heng.

Mini brought a dinner plate from the kitchen and placed it in front of her.

“How old are you this year?” Wen Mansha asked as she nibbled her food, her gaze flitting between the two women.

Feeling somewhat restrained under her imposing presence, Mini replied, “16.”

“22.” Andre Willow also murmured.

“How did you become the master’s maids?”

The atmosphere suddenly grew tense.

Mini quietly looked up at her, answering in a low voice, “The master bought us.”

“And you too…?”

“Wen Mansha, eat first. We can discuss later.” Wu Heng interjected, attempting to halt her line of questioning.

It was as if they were undergoing an interrogation.

Wen Mansha ceased her questioning, eating while sharing a warm smile, she relayed to Wu Heng some affairs concerning the local gangs.

After dinner.

Mini and Andre Willow began to clean up.

Wu Heng said, “Wen Mansha, come with me.”

…

They made their way up to the study on the third floor.

Wu Heng closed the study door.

The four Skeleton Ghost Hags had been sent to the Zombie World when the two new maids moved in.

There, they could still read and learn skills normally.

“Master…” Wen Mansha was about to speak.

But Wu Heng interrupted her, “Put your hands on the table.”

“What?” Wen Mansha noticed Wu Heng was serious and placed her hands on the table.

Wu Heng looked around the study, not finding anything suitable, he picked up a slipper from the floor.

Smack~!

A crisp sound echoed.

“Still bringing your gang mentality here, bullying others, huh?”

Smack~!

Another slap, Wen Mansha let out a small hum.

She still retorted, “Who told the master to go behind my back and hire two young and beautiful maids, and they are of different races too.”

Wu Heng stopped.

It seemed he could sense the crisis in her tone.

Compared to the other two, Wen Mansha was indeed older.

Putting down the slipper, Wu Heng sat down, patting his thigh.

Her face was slightly flushed, but the resentment from before was gone.

She rubbed her bottom and walked over to him, sitting on his lap.

“Worried, huh?”

“Now that the master has two more maids, will you still like me?” Wen Mansha asked softly.

“How can I not like you when you are this good.”

“They are both so young and of different races, don’t all men like that!” Wen Mansha continued.

With one arm around her, Wu Heng raised his hand to undo her leather armor, “You’re not less than them, relax.”

“Then, who do you like more.”

Wu Heng looked into her hopeful eyes, removed her armor, threw it aside, and proceeded to undress her.

In the end, she was left wearing only a set of black, thin lingerie.

Picking her up, he laid her down on the table.

“I like you.”

“Hehe, the master is so nice.” Wen Mansha’s arms hung around his neck.

…

Main hall on the first floor.

Mini ran down from the second floor, clutching Andre Willow’s arm, whispering, “The master is hitting her!”

“Don’t randomly listen in.” Andre Willow replied.

“No, really, it seems like he said she was bullying us, then started hitting her.” Mini insisted.

“Really?”

“Yeah, seems like he didn’t go easy on her, those two slaps were pretty loud.”

Andre Willow also glanced towards the upper floor, whispering, “If the master is willing to intervene, she won’t bully us in the future.”

“Yeah, we’re not afraid of any gang.” Mini whispered.

…

Inside the study.

Wen Mansha bit her lip.

Wu Heng covered her mouth, her tongue curling and grasping his thumb, sucking on it as if she were an infant.

After a while.

Both were laying on the desk.

“You’ve put more effort than usual.” Wu Heng teased.

“Well, there’s competition now. On the day that Rocky comes back, he even thought about using me as a chip to offer to the people from the White Wolf Gang!” Wen Mansha laughed before rolling over to snuggle into his arms.