Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

"Don't worry, even if there is danger, the ones who come up are skeletons. I will not abandon you." Wu Heng said, and took out a scroll from the space ring.

McIntosh stood up and walked over, pricking a drop of blood on the pad of his finger and falling on the scroll.

The scroll quickly absorbed blood, pulling Wu Heng's mental power, getting into the center of 'McIntosh's' eyebrows, and imprinting his soul.

McIntosh was swaying and slightly frail.

But after all, he reached level 15 and quickly recovered.

The contract is completed.

Wu Heng smiled and said: "Welcome to Treasure Island, McIntosh."

McIntosh also looked somewhat relieved, "Then should I call you the owner of the island or the master now?"

"Island Master! When you go back, prepare to resume your intelligence work. I will choose an office location for you in the next two days." Wu Heng said.

McIntosh had no objections and continued, "I also plan to summon some of my former subordinates."

"Yes, but you have to remember that you are now the head of the Intelligence Department of Treasure Island. You are no longer a pirate or gang leader. The people under you must also restrain them. This island is also under the management of the association." Wu Heng looked serious.

"Don't worry, since I joined Treasure Island, I naturally know what to do and what not to do." McIntosh said in a serious tone.

"That's good."

"It's nothing. I'm going back first. If you need anything, just come to me at the Golden Sail Tavern." McIntosh put his hood back on.

"I'll have someone take you back."

"No, my people are waiting for me over there in the central area, don't worry." McIntosh replied.

Wu Heng didn't say much and sent her to the courtyard gate.

When McIntosh stepped out of the door, he turned around and saluted again, "I hope the island owner will take more care of me in the future."

"Thank you also for being willing to join Treasure Island."

McIntosh nodded and turned to leave.

The courtyard gate was closed again, and Wu Heng and Minnie returned to the house.

…

Minnie jumped up and down and went to the training room.

Wu Heng went directly upstairs and entered the study.

"Auntie, have you joined us?" Xiao Xiaofei came over and asked.

"I've joined. He's hanging around outside. He's just too embarrassed to tell us about it." Wu Heng sat down aside.

Glenda heard one person talking and asked curiously: "Which aunt?"

Xiaoxiao flew over, "The one with six arms, the one who faked her own death before and was discovered by us, has just been around outside for a while, and this time she accepted my uncle's request and joined us."

"It's her! She has no other choice. Even if she leaves, the most she can do is find a remote place and become a gang leader again. Only then will she take another path if she stays." Glenda said.

"That makes sense!" Wu Heng nodded in agreement.

Glenda didn't say any more and lowered her head to finish the manuscript. Xiaoxiao also flew back to her place and started watching cartoons.

Wu Heng poured himself a glass of water and sat down aside.

My mind began to think about the future direction of development.

In the zombie world, skeletons clean up the surrounding cities on their behalf, and the progress is pretty smooth.

There is no need to do it yourself, you can see the improvement in experience points while sitting at home.

Once a city is captured, the materials inside can be looted at will.

On Treasure Island, newspapers played a big role in publicity.

If the zombie world provides you with experience points, the number of zombies in the world is enough to send you to the position of a hero.

On the other side of the world, it is a place to enhance your reputation.

Newspapers will still continue to be sold.

The three caravans planning to sell outside the island can explore the way for themselves.

Does a newspaper with delayed information have any sales value?

Or rather, like modern times.

Newspaper offices have been set up in various places, which can simultaneously sell newspapers and collect information from various places.

But information transmission is still a problem.

If that doesn't work, just read it over the radio, have newspapers in other places record it, and then put it on sale at the same time.

It's a little clumsy, but it's a solution.

I sat in a chair and thought for a while.

Wu Heng stood up and stretched, "I'm going to rest. Don't be tired, you guys."

Xiao Xiao said without looking back: "Uncle, we are ghosts. I have told you many times that you are becoming more and more like my mother."

"Okay, I'm going back."

"Good night, uncle."

Wu Heng walked out of the study.

After looking downstairs, he walked to Minnie's door, knocked twice, opened the door and walked in.

"Master!" Minnie cheered and rushed forward.

…

The next day, zombie world.

Wu Heng stood in the dense forest behind the factory yard and took out coffins one after another.

"Open the lid all the way."

The skeleton stepped forward and opened all the coffin lids, revealing mostly human corpses inside.

According to Leitili, most of these corpses came from the Kingdom of Yeko. The civil strife between various ethnic groups also affected these level 15 professionals.

Even the gardener died, and it was basically a mass killing.

Wu Heng's bone-building technique was released, and skeletons stood up from the coffins.

The scene was still a bit scary.

There are 19 civilian skeletons and 13 level 15 combat professional skeletons.

He took a rough look.

Wu Heng glanced at the three tailor skeletons, which specialized in cutting cloth and making clothing.

My own garment factory just needs this kind of work.

Not in a hurry, let Anderweil recruit new tailors.

"Come back with me!" Wu Heng greeted.

The skeletons walked out of the coffin with a clatter, shook off the pieces of flesh from their bodies, and followed Wu Heng towards the factory area.

When approaching the dormitory building.

Qi Hancai stood at the door. The little owl on her shoulder was wearing a red sweater and a little hat of the same color on her head.

This was the first time Wu Heng had seen a tamed beast dressed up in such a fancy way.

It’s like he’s afraid that others won’t see it.

But it doesn’t matter, there is no professional concept in this world, so just keep them as pets.

"I'll wait a moment." Wu Heng said, then took the skeleton upstairs.

Then he quickly came down and took Qi Hancai into the conference room.

Sit down in the chair.

Qi Hancai said directly: "Bai Qing's attack went very smoothly, two groups of survivors have been rescued, and logistical supplies are also being transported there.

There is also a special building burial ground. Sister Yahong said that the truck has started loading and it will be delivered here in the next two days. "

In the original plan.

The ‘boneyard’ of the undead building in Xinfu City Prison will be dug out and transported to Gaohe City to transform and kill the zombies.

The skeleton mage Kalema, who had learned necromancy, was the former association inspector who was killed by Wu Heng.

He will follow Li Yahong's team, attack the city along the way, and be responsible for transforming the corpses.

"Are the survivors okay?" Wu Heng asked next.

"It's not a big problem. We are currently counting occupations and specialties. Those with special occupations or those who are young will be sent back to us. Those who can work will start with the team." Qi Hancai answered.

Wu Heng nodded and said nothing more.

Qi Hancai continued: "Zhao Yanqiu has returned to Xinfu City. When he comes back in two days, Qiangzi and a few people are studying the new inventions. Everything is normal at the military factory and the production chain is also going smoothly.

By the way, the main desk will come to exchange food in the afternoon, and I need to go there later. "

All that needs to be said is said.

Wu Heng also stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the airport together."

"good!"

Qi Hancai took out the walkie-talkie.

The convoy stopped in front of the dormitory building and the two got on the truck.

Driving out of the factory and heading towards the airport.

…

Treasure Island, Golden Sail Tavern.

"A bunch of brainless guys."

Listening to the bard reading the great detective story in the tavern, there were exclamations and comments from the audience.

In the private room, a handsome young man with blond hair sneered.

"You think it's fake?"

Next to the young man, the old mage holding a wooden staff took a sip from the tea cup and asked softly.

"Teacher." The man shouted softly, and after pouring the old mage a drink, he said, "The only reason to solve cases is to trick these ignorant islanders."

"Imiro is very optimistic about him in the headquarters. The position of island leader is handed over to him, and he may be regarded as his successor." The old mage said.

A hint of arrogance flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said softly: "Teacher, I want to have a duel with him, and use his reputation on the island to trample him under our feet and turn him into our reputation."

The old mage narrowed his eyes and nodded, "It's up to you, as long as it doesn't delay the headquarters' plan."

"Thank you, teacher." The young man thanked him, opened the door quickly and walked out.

Walking downstairs, he interrupted the bard on stage and whispered a few words in his ear.

The bard frowned.

He looked up and down at the man in front of him, and then at the silver coins in his hand.

He threw it back on the seat beside him.

"Go find someone else, I won't say it for you."

The young man raised his eyebrows, displeasure flashing in his eyes.

Collect the silver coins casually.

With a smile on his face, he walked to the middle of the wooden platform.

Stand upright and speak loudly.

"My subordinate, 'Luan Randolph', came here with the teacher from the association headquarters. I will challenge the island owner Wu Heng. I will do it openly and openly, and everyone will witness it."