Chapter 461, No Need to Ask About the Corpse (One Update Today.)
The crisis on Treasure Island has been resolved, and the next step is the appointment of a new island owner.
As for the candidates, the association headquarters now needs to make the selection.
After all, both ‘Imiro’ and Wu Heng, who had solved most of the troubles, were members of the association.
All must abide by the rules.
Imiro leaned on the back of his chair and asked directly: "Which one does Dean Gianvito think has a greater chance?"
Gianvito seemed to have thought about this problem for a long time, and said slowly: "According to the association's past arrangements, the second possibility is more likely. Arrange a person who is good at management to serve as the new island owner."
The second option is to bring in a new island owner from outside.
The disadvantages are also obvious. Newcomers need a certain amount of time to understand the local conditions.
As time goes by, a new group of pirates may appear again.
There is no high threshold for becoming a pirate. Over time, people will continue to come out.
Imiro nodded, he also knew about the association.
Gianvito continued: "Of course, this is just based on past speculation. If the person elected locally has a high enough reputation and is supported locally, the chance of the first option will be greater."
As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the other party.
In fact, the meaning is very obvious, Imiro wants to be the island owner.
It won't be that troublesome.
Imiro said directly: "The locally recommended candidate is Deputy Deacon Wu Heng. This time he deduced the enemy's plan in advance and killed Occam to prevent pirates from landing on the island. He should be elected."
Gianvito was slightly surprised.
He reminded softly, "Treasure Island is in a good location."
Imiro's tone was still calm, "I came to Treasure Island just because the association couldn't find a more suitable person. Now that the pirate issue has been resolved, I have my own path to go on. I won't stay in Treasure Island for a long time." island."
"The elves are really enviable. They can have more time to move in their own direction." Gianvito said with a little envy.
Then he said: "If you serve, the success rate will be greater. If you elect the young deputy deacon, the possibility will be much smaller."
Imiro said calmly: "Then it depends on his own luck."
"When you think about it, just record it and send it to the association headquarters as soon as possible."
"Um!"
Living area, a mansion hall.
Shanara was wearing a purple dress, dressed dignifiedly and elegantly.
Sitting on one side of the long table, representatives of major business groups sat on both sides of the square table, talking in low voices about what happened in the past two days.
They are the happiest people when order is restored to Treasure Island.
After this incident, Treasure Island will usher in a new era.
Shipping will become the new golden route.
"I heard that the association is going to choose a new island owner. What do you think?" Shanara suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.
A representative of the business group turned the gold ring on his hand and said, "We can't say how the association will choose. What ideas can we have?"
"Yeah, you can choose whatever you want, as long as you're not a pirate."
"Given the current situation, it would be beneficial for us if anyone becomes the owner of the island, and maritime trade will only be better."
The rest of the people spoke one after another, and they were all relatively optimistic about the current situation.
Just like they say.
The association has very clear rules and regulations for doing things.
When a business group does business, what they like most is to do things within the rules.
Therefore, as long as it is arranged by the association, it doesn't matter whoever becomes the owner of the island, as long as he is not a pirate.
Shanara put down her tea cup and said with a smile: "Actually, I prefer Deputy Deacon Wu Heng to be the owner of the island."
The representatives of each business group were stunned.
Cast a curious look.
"Ms. Shannella, if you have anything to say, just say it. We are all here now, so we can discuss it."
Shanara nodded and said: "You may not be aware that appointments from the association are generally divided into three types: local recommendation, external transfer from the association, or directly to a neighboring country."
Pause slightly to let the others react.
Then he said: "The latter two will not help us at all. We have dealt with the battle the night before yesterday to some extent. We cannot let our busy work be in vain. In the end, the island has nothing to do with us."
Everyone frowned.
For a moment, there was no intention of going around here.
But some people still cheered and said: "According to Mrs. Shannara's wishes, we have indeed done our best."
"Yes, I also killed a lot of guards."
"That makes sense, Deacon... What does this have to do with Deputy Deacon Wu Heng?"
One by one, the hall became a little chaotic.
Shanara picked up the silver spoon, tapped the edge of the tea cup, and said, "I plan to write a letter of recommendation and send it to the association on behalf of the Chamber of Commerce, recommending Deputy Deacon Wu Heng as the new island owner."
"Is there any direct connection between this?"
Shanara said slowly: "First, our lives were saved by him. Support the savior. Someone will save us next time we are in danger. Second, his character and talent are pretty good. He is sitting in his 20s. When he reaches the position of deputy deacon, he is also a genius, and his achievements will be even higher in the future. Thirdly, he will have enough strength to sit on Treasure Island. "
Without waiting for others to react, he concluded: "To help him, externally, we have not forgotten our savior and also helped a genius. It is a kind of investment. Internally, Treasure Island is stable, and our chamber of commerce will benefit."
Wow~!
As soon as the words fell, everyone started discussing again.
From what Shanara said, it seemed that it would be in their best interests to elect this deputy deacon.
"Then why not let Imiro directly become the owner of the island? The deputy deacon is a necromancer after all, and it is easy for problems." A slightly obese middle-aged man asked.
Shanara replied, "Don't say that 'Imilo' can't see Treasure Island. Even if he wants to become the owner of the island, after this incident, Wu Heng will be transferred to another place to be a deacon, and Treasure Island will be Without a strong person, if Wu Heng becomes the island master, he will not be transferred. Treasure Island will be dominated by two strong people. "
The middle-aged man's tone was choked and he said no more.
Everyone thought for a moment.
Statements one after another.
"Okay, I agree with Mrs. Shannara's suggestion. For the recommendation, count me in."
"I also agree. If he really takes the position of island master, he must not forget us."
"I also agree with this statement."
Most people spoke up and agreed to Shannara's proposal.
After all, there is no loss to oneself by nominating someone.
The other party's argument is indeed more convincing.
Shannara glanced at the remaining chambers of commerce that had not expressed their opinions.
He continued: "When he really becomes the owner of the island, he will fight for at least three years of trade tax exemption for the chamber of commerce that signed the recommendation letter, which will be enough for everyone to make a fortune."
Finished this sentence.
More people agreed to join and signed their names.
Shanara glanced at the recommendation letter, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with it, she handed it to the housekeeper on the side.
"Send it to the association and tell them that all chambers of commerce will elect 'Deputy Wu Heng' to become the island owner."
"Yes, ma'am."
…
residence, study.
After Wu Heng returned from the zombie world.
Sit at your desk and rethink the next questions.
With the death of the island owner ‘Occam’, the crisis on Treasure Island and the problem of the blank envelope have all been resolved.
The only person who had an accident was the person who controlled the head to speak after the death of 'Occam'.
Judging from the tone of the other party's words, he also participated in this incident, but was not a member of the pirates.
"It's up to Imiro to see if there are any clues."
The second point is the processing work behind Treasure Island.
The association may need to interrogate Occam's corpse later. In that case, he will lose a level 18 skeleton.
But interrogation also has the advantage of knowing who else was involved behind the scenes.
As for the two rare items mentioned.
The association generally does not force members to hand over trophies, but the two rare items have special effects, so they may have to keep them.
Especially the ‘Emerald Sand Table’, which is a strategic map in the Emerald Sea.
Whoever owns it can control the movements of all ships in the sea.
It's simply an artifact.
The matter of rare objects must still be kept secret. If you don't mention it, the possibility of the association asking about it is not high.
Wait for a while, then take it out and use it.
Sit in the study for a while.
Dong dong dong~!
There was a knock on the door, and Minnie's voice came in, "Master, dinner is ready."
"Well, I'll go down right away."
Wu Heng stood up and walked out of the study.
When we got downstairs, five women were already seated at the dining table.
In addition to several maids of her own, there was also Shanara who was wearing a formal dress. When she saw him coming down, she smiled and spoke in a bad tone.
"There are more people here again."
Forehead…….
Wu Heng said: "Philippa, I arranged to be the spy among the pirates. Before I arrested the pirates, she provided a lot of information."
"Well, I heard Minnie say it."
Wu Heng didn't say much, and greeted him: "Sit down and eat!"
Several people sat down around the dining table.
Wu Heng and Shanara were chatting about some things on the island.
Philippa put something into her mouth and touched Minnie with her arm, "Our lady?"
According to the level in the contract.
Philippa, Minnie and others all belong to the status of maids, and the mistress will become a madam.
"Sister Shanara is the president of the Flower of Stars, um..., and she and the master are... lovers."
Philippa looked at the wood elf opposite, with some surprise in his eyes.
As a pirate, he had naturally heard of Star Flower, the largest trading group of wood elves, which undertook the largest export trade of a race.
Unexpectedly, Wu Heng still has such a relationship with the other party.
"Really or not, why did you fall in love with an archdeacon?" Philippa muttered.
The table fell silent for a moment.
Shanara glanced at Wu Heng with a smile.
Wu Heng looked at Philippa, who immediately lowered his head to eat, pretending that nothing happened.
…
After dinner.
The sky gradually became gloomy.
Wu Heng was lying on the bed, and the door opened. Shanara, wrapped in a white bath towel, opened the door and walked in.
Her long hair was scattered around her shoulders, her skin was delicate and smooth, and her cheeks were flushed.
The bath towel on the chest was slightly open, and the ravine was deep.
"Come on!" Wu Heng lifted up the thin quilt beside him.
Shanela rolled her eyes at him, simply wiped her hair, untied the towel, and got into the quilt.
Close together.
Shanara breathed quickly and said intermittently: "I still have something serious to say!"
Wu Heng put his straight and white calves on his shoulders, "Just tell me, I like to hear you talk."
"Hate it!" Shannella complained, and continued, "I persuaded other chambers of commerce to nominate you as the island owner. If successful, the chambers of commerce that signed will exempt them from taxes for three years."
Minnie had told him about nominating me before.
It would be the best to become the island owner.
But it may not be successful.
If the association really handed this place over to someone else, I couldn't turn against the association because of this.
"Will it succeed?" Wu Heng held his hands on the other's chest.
"There is a great chance. After all, each chamber of commerce has a certain influence. Others have also contributed to the occupation of Treasure Island and have a certain say." Shannella said.
Wu Heng nodded, "If it succeeds, it's nothing to exempt three years of taxes."
"Well, that's all I can do."
"Thank you, baby."
"So corny."
Wu Heng smiled and leaned over gently.
...
The next day, in the morning.
Wu Heng took Philippa to the association.
Philippa was wearing leather armor, with the green parrot on her shoulder, and walked with her hands behind her back.
"Gers, good morning."
"Novaru, you look good."
"Hey~! Olin, your beard looks pretty handsome today."
"No way, you just found out that I'm Wu Heng's spy now? I thought you were so smart that you would have guessed it long ago!"
Philippa was like a social maniac, greeting people from the association all the way.
She attracted a lot of attention.
Especially Olin, who put his arm around the dwarf's shoulders and praised his handsome beard.
This made Olin a little annoyed, but for Wu Heng's sake, he couldn't say anything.
Wu Heng pulled her collar and took her back to his office.
Andvier, who came a step ahead, looked at Philippa curiously.
"Do you have to greet everyone?" Wu Heng looked at her and asked.
"And! Silly bird captain." The parrot flew aside and said.
Philippa raised her hand to scare the parrot, and explained: "Isn't this just to get to know everyone, so that you don't meet me in the future and chase me?"
"Then you should be more subtle. Why did you catch Olin and braid his beard?"
"I'm good at it. I braided my own braids before." Philippa pointed to her hair.
"Be more subtle when you greet me next time."
Philippa pouted, "Okay, I got it."
After that, she sat on the sofa and started to look through the comics she brought.
Sat in the study for a while.
Dongdongdong~!
There was a knock on the door, and Philippa opened the door nearby.
The staff member looked inside and saw Wu Heng and said directly: "Deacon Wu Heng, Deacon, please go to the morgue."
"Okay, thank you."
The staff left, and Wu Heng also got up and walked out of the study.
...
In the morgue, there was a cool breeze.
Imilo stood at the door, followed by two investigators.
The morgue was already filled with corpses, and two coroners were busy.
Wu Heng approached, "Deacon, you want to see me?"
Imilo stood tall and asked, "Have all the pirates who were killed been autopsied?"
"No, they are all arranged in the port and several locations for defense, and they have not been counted yet." Wu Heng said.
Many pirates were killed this time.
It will take some effort to count them.
"Count them, so that we can calculate the merits later." Imilo said.
Wu Heng glanced at the corpses, "Deacon, some skeletons can't recognize who is who."
"Then collect the pirate flags and count according to the leader of the pirate flags."
"That's fine."
Imilo nodded and continued, "Take out the body of 'Occam' and interrogate the body to find out if there are any other plans."
"Deacon, I have a way to get the answers you want without interrogating the body."