Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

A book is divided into six parts.

The six Wu Hengs, each holding a copy in their hands, found their places and began to read.

The enhancement of attributes not only makes it easier to understand knowledge, but also greatly improves concentration and memory.

This kind of rote memorization with explanations and annotations is not difficult at all.

Just force it into your mind.

The six people looked through it quickly in different positions.

Then, start to follow the pronunciation.

The whole room was filled with the sound of silent reading.

Three ghosts gathered together.

Penny looked surprised, "Are you preparing a spell? Necromancers are indeed good at spells."

Glenda said: "You seem to be learning something, right?"

Xiaoxiao came closer, looked at the book cover that was torn off and put aside alone, and said, "Uncle is learning a foreign language."

"What is a foreign language?" Penny asked.

"I almost have to learn the language of other countries." Xiaoxiao explained to the two ghosts.

Hearing Xiaoxiao say this, he immediately understood.

It is the language of other races.

But this way of learning is really special.

He actually created six clones and split them up to study.

First time seeing it.

"Then let's keep our voices down so as not to disturb him." Glenda said.

The other two ghosts nodded.

They stopped chatting and flew back to their places.

Glenda continued to revise the draft, while Xiaoxiao controlled the tablet and took Penny to a place a little further away to continue watching cartoons.

…

It's getting late,

The six people read the pages of the book one after another.

One person asked: "How was it?"

Another Wu Heng replied, "It's almost enough. Just memorize it by heart. It's incomparable with a magic book."

Another Wu Heng said: "When you have time, try to communicate with that foreigner."

"It doesn't matter if there is an interpreter for communication. The main thing is that the drawings can be understood."

"There is another book. After reading it, you will basically master it."

"Let's remove the magical object's effect first. There are still side effects."

The six people nodded, their bodies flashed, and they became one person again.

What followed was a tingling sensation, as well as the swelling and spinning of a large amount of information flooding into my mind.

Wu Heng covered his forehead, and the side effects slowly faded away.

Xiao Xiaofei came over with a worried tone, "Uncle, are you okay?"

The other two ghosts also looked at him with concern.

Wu Heng smiled and said, "It's okay, it's a side effect of the clone."

Xiaoxiao said: "The side effects of reading books!"

Glenda also flew over, "Let's read the remaining one tomorrow. If you don't take care of yourself now, how can you take care of so many women in the future."

"You drove again." Wu Heng said.

Glenda smiled, glanced at Xiaoxiao, and said nothing.

His expression seemed to say, if Xiaoxiao hadn't been here, I would have made this car run fast.

After hearing this, Xiaoxiao said seriously: "Yes, uncle, you have to take care of your health. We are all counting on you."

"Okay, listen Xiaoxiao, let's not study today." Wu Heng stood up and shook his neck.

"Hehe." Xiaoxiao smiled and flew half a circle in the air.

Wu Heng collected the scattered papers and walked towards the door, "Then I'll go back and rest first."

"Good night."

"Good night."

"Goodbye uncle."

…

Return to the bedroom.

After Wu Heng washed up, he went to bed to rest.

Lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

Last time I helped Xiaoxiao translate a skill book, this time I helped her learn a book.

The clone can complete it, and it is not only used in battle.

The Robe of the Hundred Soldiers is really a strange item with good effects.

He frowned and thought for a moment.

"Will it work if I use it for training?"

My swordsmanship is stuck at a high level and has never been improved. Will it be effective if I practice the six avatars together?

"Try it if you have a chance."

After thinking for a while, he fell asleep.

…

After breakfast, Wu Heng went to the zombie world.

Walking out of the boundary gate, it was raining lightly outside the window.

Wu Heng released the three ghosts.

Xiaoxiao went to find Zhao Yanqiu, Glenda and Beini also flew out to wander around.

Speaking of which, bringing Xiao Xiao's mother here also helped her change jobs and learn skill books.

But the small ‘unfinished business’ is still not completed.

Wu Heng was suspicious.

With my little brain circuit, I don't really think that his father and grandfather can be resurrected.

Then in this life, I may not be able to complete it.

Glenda's goal of 'unfinished business' is clearer.

She wanted to find her husband and ask why he killed her.

Wu Heng's idea is that if he is really dead, he will conduct an interrogation to find out the previous reasons.

The main thing is that I can't find anyone.

The last hope is Penny.

The Tianming Cult that killed her has been destroyed, and the ghost of the bishop has been put into the Demonic Soul Pot.

When Beni's level is higher, let her devour the ghost of the bishop, which can be regarded as revenge with her own hands.

Not too far off, and will pass the unfinished business.

As for things with low skills, they can be increased later through rituals.

I thought about it for a while.

Open the door and walk downstairs.

As soon as I reached the first floor, I saw the door of the conference room opened and some people walked out.

Like I just finished a meeting.

"leader!"

"Chief~!"

Everyone saluted and said hello.

"Well, go and do your work, I have nothing to do." Wu Heng nodded and smiled.

The others left under umbrellas and went about their own business, while Wu Heng walked into the conference room.

Qi Hancai was the only one left in the room.

"Just finished the meeting?" Wu Heng walked in.

Qi Hancai smiled and said, "Let's take a look at the subsequent plans so that each factory can coordinate."

"Don't focus all your energy on work, but also pay attention to rest." Wu Heng said softly.

"Yeah, I know."

Wu Heng then asked, "Are those Russians still adaptable here?"

"It seems that there is no problem, but there is currently no way to separate them. When it comes to other groups, there is no way to communicate at all. We can only assign some tasks through 'Kadyrov'." Qi Hancai sounded helpless.

The original idea was to assign them first according to their majors.

Now it seems that these people are really inseparable.

Liu Mingyu is the only one who can speak Russian at the base, and he can't translate back and forth.

"It's okay to arrange to get together first." Wu Heng said.

Qi Hancai nodded, thought for a while and continued: "Bai Qing is attacking Binhai City Center. Some survivors and the collected gold will be brought back in the next two days."

"Bai Qing is a very hard-working person."

"It's the skeleton team's hard work. Besides rushing, they are also attacking. Bai Qing and the others can barely keep up." Qi Hancai said with a wry smile.

It sounds like Bai Qing should have complained to her about this matter.

Skeletons don't need to carry heavy burdens, and they don't care about day or night. They basically attack.

Thinking about it this way, the logistics will indeed be a bit difficult.

"Hold on a little longer, it will be fine later."

Just wait until level 20.

There is still one level left.

"If you don't insist, you are much luckier than others if you can join the base." Qi Hancai continued, "I will supervise them, so you don't have to worry."

Forehead…….

Then, the two chatted for a while in the conference room.

The rain outside the window shows no signs of stopping.

There is no way to go out and clean up the zombies.

After having lunch together, we went to the cafeteria.

Wu Heng returned to the dormitory and waited for several ghosts to fly back.

Open the gate and return to Treasure Island.

…

Wu Heng walked downstairs.

Then I heard the giggling voices of the maids and Philippa's loud voice.

Philippa is back?

Go down the stairs and look towards the living room.

Then they saw Shannella, Philippa, and three maids.

"Great, Chief!"

The red-crowned parrot saw him first, shouted something in a sharp voice, and lowered his head.

Wu Heng touched its feathers and said, "It's getting smarter and smarter."

Hearing the parrot's voice, several people in the living room looked over.

"Master." The maids called obediently.

Shanara also showed a soft smile.

The parrot flew to Philippa and said, "Silly bird, Captain."

"You're such an idiot, I stewed you." Philippa raised his hand to blow him away, then said with a smile, "Wu Heng, have you thought about us?"

"After thinking about it, I thought you two ran away from home for so many days." Wu Heng walked over and sat down aside.

Philippa immediately came over and hugged one arm, "Then are you worried about me, or are you worried about Sister Shannella."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms.

Shanara also looked over with a smile, intending to listen to what he had to say.

Wu Heng said: "I'm worried that you will sell Shanara. This is the treasure of our Treasure Island."

Philippa nodded in agreement, "Back then, Shannara's head was worth hundreds of gold coins. It was a profitable business."

"That's crazy, you really thought about it." Wu Heng took out his arm and pinched her face.

Philippa muttered and said, "How could you not know that I am more kind than Babucci?"

Now all the pirates in the Emerald Sea are dead.

Naturally, there is no wanted notice from the pirates.

Wu Heng continued to ask: "Did you discover anything along the way?"

"We expelled several fleets that resembled pirate groups, but there are no other problems. The entire route is safe," Philippa reported.

"That's good." Wu Heng continued: "By the way, I came downstairs to take pictures. Minnie took off the windbreaker I prepared."

Minnie quickly went upstairs and took down a windbreaker.

Shanela asked: "What photos are you taking?"

"The first volume of the detective novel is about to be released. I need to prepare a cover. I plan to put it on myself."

Several people were stunned and started to get busy.

…

Wu Heng put on a windbreaker and a rounded, narrow-brimmed hat often worn by investigators.

Under Shanara's command, she began to assume several specific poses.

Shannella does know some art after all.

The level of oil painting is also relatively high, and having her direct it saves a lot of trouble.

After taking several pictures one after another, several people began to choose.

"This one is the prettiest."

"I feel like this is quite mysterious."

"dad……."

Philippa blurted out looking at the photo, and immediately shut up under the eyes of others.

Wu Hengze said: "Then let's take this one."

Several people were sent to the printing warehouse to import the photos into the machine.

Start printing.

…

Had dinner.

The maids were playing shuttlecock in the yard.

Wu Heng went upstairs and walked into the study.

After saying hello to the three ghosts.

I took out the remaining copy of "Russian for Beginners, You Can Learn It in One Time (Platinum Best-Selling Edition)" and started tearing it into six parts.

The body also divided into six clones.

Everyone gets a copy and starts watching.

Time passed little by little, and all six books were read.

The Six Paths Flying Body became a human being again.

After the side effects disappeared, Wu Heng pulled out the box on the side.

Take out the blueprint of the electromagnetic gun and look at it.

This time, the Russian characters above were no longer unfamiliar symbols, but rather comprehensible words.

Follow the content above.

Wu Heng's brows also began to wrinkle.

The production of the electromagnetic gun is really difficult to replicate.

Among the materials presented above, high-performance rare earths and various precision components are mentioned.

This kind of thing, whether in the zombie world or another world, cannot be made with drawings.

Not to mention mass production or use in combat.

150km range, 5m concrete penetration.

With the size of a city in another world, standing outside the city, you can hit the palace.

But this kind of thing cannot be realized at present.

It can only appear in drawings.

"I've been busy for so many days in vain."

After reading a book of drawings, it was getting late.

Wu Heng put the drawing back.

Say hello to the ghost and go downstairs to the bedroom.

…

Wu Heng pushed the door open and walked into the bedroom.

Then he saw Shanara in a white nightgown, sitting in front of the dressing table, her hair standing on end.

Beautiful and mature face, white and slender neck.

and delicate collarbones.

Shanara glanced at the door along the silver mirror, "I'm working so hard now. I've been bored in the study for so long."

Wu Heng hung his coat aside, "You finally helped me win the island owner. Of course I have to work harder."

"You are good enough to sit in this position. The association is not stupid. It will appoint you because of the caravan's recommendation letter." Shannara said with a smile.

Wu Heng walked over, put his hand on the other person's shoulder, and rubbed it twice, down the loose collar.

Hold the soft fullness.

"They're all tanned."

Shanara was a little squirmed from being rubbed, so she turned her head and looked over, "Don't you look good?"

"No, it's more attractive." Wu Heng lowered his head and clamped his red lips.

Shanara responded hard, venting her thoughts.

Gradually, the robe slipped off, and Wu Heng picked up the whole person and placed him on the bed.

Wu Heng began to take off his clothes.

Shanara was even more anxious and stepped forward to help untie her belt.

Her white calves hung on her shoulders.

Shannella let out a soft moan that sounded like pain and joy.

…

Wu Heng held the delicate body in his arms.

He stroked his lower back and said, "Star Flower, I haven't troubled you again, have I?"

"Don't be so hostile. It's all about the handover of the business group. We are all still wood elves. My family will also write to me and ask about life." Shannella leaned in her arms and raised her head and said.

"Well, it's good that I didn't bully you." Wu Heng kissed the red lips again, and then said, "I have two things, please help me with them."

Shanara lightly slapped the other party's dishonest hand, "We're both like this, so just say it, why are you so polite?"

Wu Heng put his hands back on his waist, "It's still a matter of establishing a newspaper office. Do you know anyone who has established a newspaper office in other kingdoms or cities and sold newspapers?

The second thing is that I want to hold a product exhibition on the island so that each caravan can display their products. Please help me gather people from the major caravans and spread the word. "

Shanara frowned.

After thinking for a while, he said: "The affairs of the newspaper are difficult. It is difficult for a country to allow you to sell all kinds of information. I suggest you contact the association to see if you can distribute it to various places through the association."

"As for the product fair you mentioned, I understand what you mean, but will holding this be of any benefit to us?"

Wu Heng said: "It can attract more dignitaries to the island. High-quality goods will gather on the island. The shops on the island will benefit. We can also choose some suitable caravans to cooperate with us. We will just provide a venue without any burden."

Shanara thought for a moment, then nodded, "Now that you've thought about it, I'll just help you do it."

Wu Heng smiled, "You're so kind, honey."

"It's disgusting, it's so disgusting."

Wu Heng went down to the ground and picked her up. Shanara exclaimed, her whole body hanging on her body like a gecko.

His chin rested on his shoulder, and his legs were tightly wrapped around his waist.

As he moved, he moaned softly.

He stayed close to the window before putting her down.

Shanara said strangely, "What are you doing? What if someone hears you?"

"Then let them come up together."

"You're dead."

…

The next day, early morning.

The newspaper seller hurried to various intersections.

He held up the newspaper in his hand and shouted: "The seventh issue of the newspaper, the latest news. Deacon Imiro challenged Master Lu An at the headquarters, but the other party timidly refused. The owner of Wuheng Island was invited to join the Hongwen Club. The murderer of the Great Detective Story was revealed. …….”

The cry of newspapers resounded throughout the island again.

Upon hearing that it was a new issue of the newspaper, the crowd immediately gathered towards the newspaper seller's position.

"Who is Luan? Why did Deacon Imiro challenge his master?"

"The prince of the Celtic Kingdom, the one who was defeated last time he challenged the island owner."

"So, the master was beaten by Deacon Imiro again."

"Fuck, there's a murderer this time."

"Damn it, stop crowding. If you don't buy it, don't crowd here."

…

Golden Sail Tavern.

Saban paced back and forth, playing different roles.

He said loudly: "Wu Heng shook his head gently, smiled and concluded, 'The case is over, there will be no more assassinations.'"

"Over? Others were eager to ask what happened."

"Wu Heng cunningly blinked and said only: You will know in a while."

Under the stage, the dense crowd of drinkers held their breath and waited for the final ending.

After waiting for so long, there will finally be a result today.

Moreover, everyone has already decided on a murderer in their hearts.

Just waiting to verify their speculation.

Saban tapped the wooden platform in front of him, imitating the knocking sound.

"At this time, a knock sounded, and a shout came from outside the door, sir, the carriage is ready."

"This is the voice of Wiggins, the patrol captain of the Baker Street Squad."

The people below were tense.

In their wide eyes, it seemed to say, is it him?

Saban's story continued.

"Okay, please ask him to come in and help me move things."

"Wiggins came in with the coachman, who was tall and looked very strong."

"He walked towards Wu Heng unwillingly and reached out to move the big suitcase that Wu Heng dragged out from the bedroom."

"Suddenly, Wu Heng jumped up quickly and handcuffed the man's hands with restraints."

"Wu Heng announced to the others with a triumphant smile that he was the murderer of the two people, Hope Jefferson."

The audience fell silent.

"Fuck, it's the coachman."