Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

"It's only been two days off, and I'm going to be busy again."

The corpse tide is approaching, even if you don't want to move, you have to hurry up.

It was expected that the corpse tide would break out in at most two weeks.

It took two or three days to clear the residential area and one day to clear the food processing plant.

Coupled with the transfer of all supplies and survivors to the food processing plant, it took another two days.

After all, he still has about a week to prepare.

Han Mu sighed.

A week is enough for anything.

It takes time to separate workshops, and it also takes time to build various buildings and extension walls.

It is unrealistic to solve all the problems in one week.

It would be nice to be able to space out the workshops and arrange those Xiaoxiba.

"Just a little more skill points."

It's not a matter of minutes to light up a few magic talents, build a house or something.

Han Mu took a fancy to a second-level magic of the nature department under the category of magic.

【Manipulate the vines】

You can use magic to create hard vines and build various types of buildings according to the ideas in your mind.

This vine is very tough, and the house it builds is difficult to destroy.

Attaching to a wall also reinforces the wall's defenses.

It is simply a panacea talent, the most suitable for his current situation.

Can save a lot of time.

As for whether it will waste skill points.

To be honest, the most scarce thing he has now is 010 points of advanced skills.

With the evolution of zombies and the emergence of a large number of evolutionary bodies, ordinary skill points will definitely not be as rare as before.

Taking out some of this kind of practical talent, Han Mu feels it is worth it.

After all, there are only so many undead summoning talents, and one learns one less.

But ordinary skill points continue to flow.

Not having is a waste.

Sitting on the shoulders of the undead heavy armored soldier, he looked forward.

A large factory gradually appeared in the field of vision.

The factory area is very large, and it is built in the suburbs, which was originally a commercial land purchased by Four Star Group with huge sums of money.

It is planned to build a large commercial technology park.

Unfortunately, only halfway through the construction, the end broke out.

Han Mu came here this time just to see if he could pick up the slack.

After all, the name of the Four Star Group has an irreplaceable symbol for any Han people.

Some people say that there are three things that people in the cold country cannot do without from birth.

Death, taxes, four stars.

The four-star industry extends in all directions, and almost any industry is involved.

It is possible that every electrical appliance, public equipment, and even furniture you use in the cold country may have traces of the Four Star Group.

It can be seen that the power and influence (dafa) of the Four Star Group in the cold country is great.

"A lot of good stuff."

As soon as the undead army approached, Han Mu saw the large mechanical equipment inside the half-built fence.

Four-star Group bought this land with huge sums of money, and it is naturally willing to invest.

All kinds of materials and equipment are calculated in units of billions.

All I can say is, it's a four star.

Inside the wall, zombies roamed one by one, most of them were workers in tooling.

A few skeleton archers fired a salvo to clean up all the zombies in front of them.

Thousands of Cerberus swarmed in groups, scratched the skull, took out the crystal nuclei with their mouths, and placed them in the cloth bag that had been prepared for a long time.

Then dine with the corpses of zombies.

For Cerberus, the rotting flesh of these zombies is the best meal.

Several Cerberus evolved after eating a lot of flesh.

The bones exploded, and the body grew larger, the size of a calf.

The claws and fangs became sharper, and the dark skin glowed with a faint metallic luster.

A pair of scarlet eyes, more fierce and cruel.

Two or three elite-level hellhounds have the strength to hunt evolutionary bodies.

If there are more than 100 in groups, they can even kill the second-level evolutionary body.

But it will pay a very heavy price.

"Four large warehouses of wood, cement, sand, bricks..."

Han Mu tapped the supplies of the semi-finished product factory with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

In order to build this large-scale industrial park, the four-star group invested a lot of money.

This material Chuan said that repairing the base is enough to double the size of the base.

But how to ship it back is the question.

Fortunately, after Han Mu turned around, he found dozens of large trucks behind the factory.

There are still materials slowly on the truck, it should be the end of the day when it has just been delivered before it can be unloaded.

"There are trucks, as well as cranes, excavators, forklifts..."

This time, the basic construction equipment is complete.

"Four-star group, good people."

Han Mu burst into tears, if there were more good people like the Four Star Group, why would his base not develop.

Take the undead army to clean up the inside and outside of the factory.

Next, directly notify Park Zhengyi to bring someone over and pull the supplies away.

"Well, there seem to be survivors?"

Turning on the true vision aura, he glanced at it inadvertently.

Han Mu shouted in surprise.

In one of the constructed warehouses, several light spots were flickering slightly.

The yellow dots represent survivors.

"There are still people alive in this ghost place?"

Han Mu can only express a little incredible.

Walking towards the light spot with the undead army, a closed warehouse came into view.

All kinds of wood were piled up around the warehouse, and the door was locked from the inside.

"boom!"

Lift your foot lightly.

The sturdy iron gate was directly kicked and deformed.

"It's pretty durable.

Han Mu raised his eyebrows slightly and praised the quality.

Also too lazy to compete with a door.

The two undead heavy armored soldiers wielded axes and tomahawks and cut the iron gate into two pieces.

When the light shone into the warehouse, Han Mu couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly.

In the warehouse, various ingredients, mineral water and other things are piled up.

It should be where workers use to store everyday items.

On a "bed" made of wood, lay a woman.

Several bodyguards in suits, holding pistols, looked nervously at the group of unknown visitors.

Glancing at the woman on the bed.

Dressed in off-white fashion, I don't know a brand, but it looks expensive.

On the mature and beautiful face, there is a trace of arrogance and scrutiny in the bones.

The body is plump and clean.

He glanced at the mineral water bottles piled up on the ground.

In the apocalypse, bathing with precious pure water is not something that ordinary people can do.

Anyway, apart from himself, Han Mu was the second person to do this.

With bodyguards and a luxurious life, this woman's identity is unusual.

"Are you the ones sent by President Bai to pick me up?"

The woman's voice was a little indifferent, and there was a dangerous light in her slightly narrowed eyes.

"Ma'am, it's better to confirm your identity.

The female bodyguard next to her stopped the woman and persuaded her.

Snapped!

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

The woman looked down at the bodyguards condescendingly, ignoring the obstacles of several bodyguards, and walked in front of Han Mu.

Looking at Han Mu's face with a hint of admiration.

"This face is not bad, it suits my taste, but my daughter asked you to come in three days."

The light tone suddenly turned fierce.

The woman raised her palm and slammed it down.

"A bunch of useless trash!".