The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

[Effect: Shrinking Ground, Tracking.]

[Side Effect: Time Debt.]

(Description: The faster you move, the deeper you lose.)

[Shrinking Ground]: When walking with this measure in hand, each step's actual distance is compressed, significantly increasing the user's speed.

[Tracking]: Think of a target in your mind, and this measure will point towards its direction.

[Time Debt]: Each time the shrinking ability is used, it 'borrows' time from the future. After use, the user falls into an unconscious state until the debt is repaid.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow; this item's effect was also quite impressive.

Being able to shrink the ground to inches would have a good effect in the hands of any profession.

The second effect is tracking, which can be used to find a target, and it doesn't require any prerequisites for searching.

My own [Tracking Necklace] and [Soul Chasing Lantern] both require prerequisites.

For this one, just thinking about it in your heart is enough.

Wu Heng picked it up and thought of Mini's appearance at home in his mind.

The next second, the bell at the top started ringing, pointing towards Gold and Silver Island as if being guided.

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow again, thinking about the divine spirits of the Holy Court...

The bell swayed again, but this time, it didn't point in any direction.

Wu Heng immediately retracted his thoughts, not daring to think wildly.

"How about this special item?" Glenda asked.

"It can shrink the ground to inches and find the target's direction. The side effect is entering a state of unconsciousness..." Wu Heng explained the special item's effects and then put it into the Space Ring.

"Sounds good, did the engraving knife work?" the Lady continued to ask.

Wu Heng pondered and said, "It should have worked."

After using up all the materials, Wu Heng tidied up briefly and then led the ghosts out of the cave.

...

Just as he walked out the door.

A dwarf with a copper whistle hurried over, "Sir! Lord Leander asked me to inform you that the Great Commander of the nearby city has arrived and is waiting for you in the VIP Building to discuss... regarding Great Commander Flari."

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow; it seemed reinforcements had arrived.

"How many Great Commanders do you have?" Wu Heng asked in a deep voice.

"Because the Heart of Molten Fire is quite special, the surrounding areas are more heavily guarded," the dwarf explained.

Wu Heng nodded, continuing to ask, "How many people did they bring?"

"They brought the Personal Guard into the city, and there's also a garrison outside," the dwarf continued, "Originally, they went to the VIP Building to meet you, but since you weren't there, they invited your female companion over first, and the local head of the Snake Badge Consortium is also present."

Miss Redi Li was also called over; it seemed they were afraid I'd run away.

"Alright, got it," Wu Heng nodded, then said, "I've used up the Heart of Molten Fire; how to handle it next is up to you."

"Yes, sir," the dwarf official with the copper whistle beckoned to one side.

A few dwarves walked straight in.

Wu Heng took out a motorcycle, straddled it, and headed towards the city center.

...

In the reception hall of the VIP Building, the crystal chandelier illuminated the room brightly.

Miss Redi Li sat upright on a carved wooden chair, her slender fingers gently tapping the armrest.

Today she wore a neat traveling outfit, her hair neatly tied back. Today was the day she had agreed with Wu Heng to leave here.

It was just unexpected to be suddenly invited here.

"Miss Redi Li!" Gunda, the Iron Armor Dwarf sitting opposite, leaned forward, the heavy armor making a dull scraping sound, "That Mr. Harry Bogle shouldn't ignore you leaving, right?"

"Of course, even if he leaves, we won't trouble you. The Dwarf Race values friendship but hopes you can provide more information about him."

The dwarf's voice was low and gruff, with an undeniable firmness.

Beside him, Great Commander Flari slumped listlessly in his chair, his dark-circled eyes indicating he hadn't slept well in days, occasionally nervously glancing around, seemingly guarding against something invisible.

The last person was Leander, the dwarf official who had received Wu Heng, now silent with a composed appearance, seemingly resting his eyes.

Miss Redi Li chuckled softly, curling a lock of hair around her finger, "Friendship? Are you referring to the kind of friendship where, failing to seize someone's belongings, you bring an army to hold them accountable?"

The Iron Armor Dwarf slammed a fist on the table, tea cups clattered, "Watch your words."

"You should mind your own, Commander," Miss Redi Li retorted unhurriedly, tidying her sleeve, "This matter is already over. I advise you not to interfere, or things will only get more serious."

The air in the room instantly froze.

"Ahem!" The local head, who had been silent, timely cleared his throat before smiling, "Both of you calm down. Commander Gunda is just doing his duty, as for Miss Redi Li..."

Turning to Miss Redi Li, his smile was that of an elegant gentleman, "Don't worry, I still have some influence here."

Miss Redi Li remained expressionless.

"If you ask me!" The head continued, rubbing the edge of his tea cup with his finger, "The outsider went too far with this. Great Commander Flari is a Great Commander and a hero candidate of the Dwarf Race, representing the entire Dwarf Race. No matter what, one shouldn't... hey!"

After saying this, he lightly sighed.

Miss Redi Li squinted, raising her tea cup to hide the sarcasm in her eyes behind the steam.

Originally, she thought this meeting was to mediate the conflict, but now it sounded like adding fuel to the fire.

Miss Redi Li placed her tea cup down, speaking softly, "We can't put it that way. Losing a fair fight and keeping one's promise is the dwarven tradition. I've never heard of losing and bringing an army to regain face."

Gunda's face instantly turned livid, about to erupt, when a commotion was suddenly heard outside the door.

"Looks like!" Miss Redi Li gazed outside, smiling, "The person you were waiting for has arrived."

The others also turned their attention to the door, their eyes slightly squinting.

Wu Heng walked into the reception room, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally landing on Miss Redi Li, "Are you okay?"

A glint of light flashed in Miss Redi Li's eyes, her lips curling slightly, "They just invited me for tea, and then... lectured me a bit."

"Mr. Harry Bogle!" The local head suddenly stood up, smiling, "You're finally here. About this matter, I think..."

Wu Heng bypassed him directly, sitting down beside Miss Redi Li.

Gunda slammed the table 'bang!', the clashing armor sounded like war drums, "Outsider! Breaking the rules in Deep Furnace Castle, you must pay the price!"

"Rules?" Wu Heng turned his head, sneering, "Do you mean your kin trying to force me with 2500 Gold Coins to buy the progress of the Heart of Molten Fire? Or do you mean bringing an army to regain face?"

Gunda's whiskered chin quivered in rage, "Sealing the mountain is the normal procedure of the Dwarf Race! It's you who..."

"Enough," Wu Heng raised a hand to interrupt, his voice calm, "Just tell me what you want to do!"

Gunda sneered, extending a thick short finger, "First, hand over the special item you refined this time as compensation. Second, return the space ring you took and all items inside, and third, apologize to us..."

The room fell deathly silent.

Even the jumpy Flari turned to look, evidently surprised that Gunda also coveted the special item the opponent had refined.

"Ha!" Wu Heng suddenly laughed, "So it's another one eyeing the special item. Looks like I'll have to bring another 'guest' back to Gold and Silver Island."

"You don't want to leave here? Wu Heng on Gold and Silver Island, with such a distance, can he protect you?" Gunda reached for his battle axe.

At that moment, the local head stood up again, quickly stepping between the parties, "Don't get excited, don't get excited! Mr. Harry Bogle, if you ask me..."

Smiling, his eyes squinting slightly, "You indeed were at fault here. Apologize, compensate a bit, and everyone exits gracefully, right? We can't drag Miss Redi Li into this."

He got more and more into it, "You're still young, need to learn to judge the situation!"

"Noisy," Wu Heng waved a hand casually.

The head suddenly froze.

He reached out in terror to his face, where his mouth should have been was now a smooth stretch of skin.

Mmm! Mmm!

He stumbled back, knocking over the coffee table, tea cups shattered all over the floor.

This scene made the opposite dwarves widen their eyes again.