Chapter 562: Chapter 461, Hero Shaping Chapter 562: Chapter 461, Hero Shaping Tavern…

Wu Heng frowned and thought for a moment.

Is there no need for the Wenshi on the island now?

Imilo looked at him somewhat puzzled.

Wu Heng said seriously, “Steward, I need a separate room.”

“What method, so secretive?”

Still, Imilo said something, and the two of them, along with the Investigator, headed towards an empty room along the corridor.

They selected a vacant room.

Wu Heng took out gold powder and blood, gradually forming a closed Array on the ground.

With the last stroke complete, the Array emitted a faint Necromantic Power.

Wu Heng took out the Demon Soul Pot and placed it in the middle of the Array, opening the stopper.

Then, a ghostly blue Ghost flew out of the Demon Soul Pot.

It gradually took on the rugged appearance of Occam.

Occam glanced around and tried to invisibly slip away to one side.

However, the Array was like a barrier, trapping him in the middle, the pervasive Necromantic Power constantly eroding his translucent Soul.

Seeing there was no way to escape, Occam cursed in the direction of the others, “You damn beasts, you will die at sea, red worms will burrow into your bodies, and Sea Beasts will feast on your flesh.”

On the other side, Imilo and the two Investigators all showed signs of surprise.

So, the method they spoke of was this.

They had actually imprisoned a Ghost in the Demon Soul Pot.

Necromancers are truly frightening.

Wu Heng was the first to explain, “When I killed him, he himself became a Ghost. He even tried to attack me and got stuffed into the ‘Demon Soul Pot’.”

Imilo raised an eyebrow, “He didn’t choose to flee, but attacked you instead?”

“Mhm, probably thought my level wasn’t high and saw a chance to kill me,” said Wu Heng.

When Occam became a Ghost, he was Level 12, while the widely known level of Wu Heng on the outside was also Level 12.

“It fits with the logic of a Pirate’s behavior, taking risks for greater rewards.”

Wu Heng continued, “Steward, you can start asking questions now, the Array’s duration is limited.”

Imilo nodded and turned his gaze back to the irate Ghost, “Who else was involved in this attack on Gold and Silver Island?”

“Heh, what? You’re so capable, Imilo, go investigate yourself,” Occam said with disdain.

Wu Heng stood to one side, infusing Necromantic Power into the Array.

The once-calm Array began to stir, solid black whips lashing at the Ghost’s form.

“Ah~! Dammit, what is this?”

The lashing made no sound.

But with each hit, Occam cried out with heart-wrenching howls.

Bang~!

The next second.

Occam’s Ghost form suddenly shattered, scattering in all directions.

After stopping the whipping, it slowly reformed into what looked like a weakened Soul.

Seeing him not truly whipped to death, Wu Heng also breathed a sigh of relief.

This Array was something Wu Heng had found in a Mage’s Manuscript, capable of controlling and attacking Ghosts.

Otherwise, it’s very difficult to control an uncooperative Ghost in most cases.

Once Occam’s Soul reconstituted, it appeared weak and fearful, tremblingly saying, “Don’t, let’s talk nicely, you can’t do this, the association, it will impact your image.”

Imilo asked again, “Who else was involved?”

“The Church of Divine Punishment, you know that. I had people from the Church block you,” Occam said.

“Anything else?”

“Nothing else. In the plan, after blocking you, the Pirates landing on the island would be enough to kill everyone,” Occam stated, glancing fiercely at Wu Heng.

If it wasn’t for him, he wouldn’t have gone through such trouble, nor would he have ended in failure.

“There’s one more person, after your death, who could control your head to speak, saying you were in cooperation,” Imilo pressed on.

“It was the Bishop of the Church of Divine Punishment,” Occam replied.

The Bishop?

Wu Heng glanced at Imilo.

According to previous statements, Imilo went to the Island Master’s Manor only to be detained by the Sect Guardian of the Church.

That also meant the Sect Guardian possessed strength not inferior to Imilo’s.

The Bishop sounded higher in rank than the Sect Guardian and consequently even more dangerous.

Imilo allowed time for the Investigators to record the information before resuming, “How did you collaborate with them, and what did they stand to gain from helping you?”

After sighing, Occam said, “I promised them. Once Gold and Silver Island freed itself from the association, they were allowed to establish a church on the island.”

Imilo continued to look at him, seeing no more detailed explanation.

He looked towards Wu Heng, “Proceed.”

Occam, in his Ghost form, showed panic and hastily said, “Don’t… don’t, there’s also Hero Shaping. They have a certain base of followers, which could help me become a hero. That’s how we negotiated, serving each other’s needs. But they only had one person nearby, used to detain ‘Imilo’.”

It seemed the Array’s attack really was torture for the Ghost.

Merely mentioning another attack.

Occam blurted out a whole lot of things in one breath.

Meanwhile, Wu Heng, who was listening silently on the side, furrowed his brow.

It seemed he had come across another piece of knowledge he was unfamiliar with, Hero Shaping.

One reaches a hero at Level 20.

But it appeared to be more complicated than simply increasing experience points, as it required Hero Shaping at Level 18.

This… was something he had never heard anyone mention before.

“What else is there, just say it!”

“That’s it, we are just a bunch of pirates, and we need to avoid investigations by your association, so we don’t have that many secrets. If it weren’t for this kid, my plan wouldn’t have failed,” Occam said angrily.

Imilo looked at the Investigator, “Did you get all that down?”

“Everything has been noted.”

“Put him back.”

Upon hearing this, Occam immediately shouted, “Imilo, I am willing to work for the association. A ghost of my strength can be of great help.”

Wu Heng manipulated the Necromantic Power, and a suction force began to pull back the hovering ‘Occam’.

“Give me a chance, Imilo, Wu Heng, let’s discuss this properly…”

Occam’s soul was stretched and pulled back into the Demon Soul Pot.

Wu Heng secured the lid and put away the Space Ring.

Ghosts were still quite useful to a Necromancer, but whether a ghost was worth nurturing depended on whether its personality and way of handling things were aligned.

Xiao Xiao and Glenda had different personalities, but neither of them could be considered bad people.

But this pirate, with such a big grudge against Wu Heng…

It is certain that he would not let it become one of his Spirit Servants, regardless of how high its level might be.

The questioning came to an end.

Imilo left with the Investigator, hands clasped behind his back.

Wu Heng quickly caught up, “Steward, do you still need the corpse?”

“Since we have a ghost to ask questions, you can handle the body yourself. Preserve his soul first, and if there are no problems later on, you can dispose of it as you wish,” Imilo said flatly.

“Alright!” Wu Heng nodded.

Imilo departed with the Investigator.

Wu Heng then went straight to the Coroner’s location.

“Deputy Steward, do you have any instructions?” the Coroner approached and asked.

Wu Heng took out ‘Occam’s’ body and said, “Take out the eyes and organs; they have to be preserved intact.”

The Coroner glanced at the body and recognized it as the former Island Master.

He cautiously asked, “Deputy Steward, there won’t be any problems removing them, but where should they be placed in this weather…?”

“Wait a moment, I’ll have someone send over an Organ Jar. Just put them in there when it arrives.” Wu Heng spoke and then handed over a few silver coins, “For tea.”

“You’re too kind, Deputy Steward; this is something we should do.”

“Take it. With the recent increase in pirate corpses, you have all been working hard.”

The two accepted the coins, “Thank you, Deputy Steward.”

Wu Heng nodded and left the basement.

…

He emerged from the basement.

Wu Heng went back to his own study first, sending ‘Andre Willow’ to the prop store to buy an Organ Jar.

The Organ Jar was a magical prop for Necromancers, but its use was quite widespread in the market.

Whether it was Alchemy Materials or ritual materials, some animal, magical beast organs, or blood were needed.

That’s why the prop shops would sell them.

However, their price was somewhat higher.

Andre Willow nodded and headed out with Philippa to make the purchase.

It seemed that he did not feel comfortable leaving this wild young girl alone in the association, lest she cause any trouble.

They left.

Wu Heng went out again and made his way to the Steward’s Office.

After knocking lightly on the door, he entered.

Imilo saw him come in again, “Is there something else?”

Wu Heng asked directly, “Steward, I’ve just heard ‘Occam’ mention Hero Shaping for the first time, and I want to understand it better.”

Imilo put the documents he was holding aside and said, “That’s something you won’t come into contact with until Level 18. You’re a bit early to be learning about it now.”

“I’m just curious, if it’s convenient, could you explain it to me briefly?”

Apart from ‘Sha Naila,’ everyone else based their guesses about his level on his age and the time he had joined the association.

But he was also close to Level 18 now, and so he was even more curious about this ‘Hero Shaping.’
Does Level 18 already start linking with being a hero?

Imilo looked at him and gestured to sit down, “I can briefly explain it to you.”

“Thank you.”

Imilo organized his thoughts and began speaking slowly.

“Once you reach Level 18, you become a fifth tier professional, and another title you obtain is a Prospective Hero, indicating that you have touched the threshold of becoming a hero. To continue advancing, it’s not just about improving your skills, but also about the spread of your reputation, what we call ‘Hero Shaping.’
“You can also understand it as becoming a hero only after your reputation or influence reaches a certain requirement.”