Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Not long after, the battle ended.

The frigate was already surrounded by corpses.

The rope ladder on the side of the ship was thrown down, and the merchant ship captain in shabby clothes climbed up.

He carefully scanned the surrounding skeletons, and when he saw a few people in the middle of the deck, he immediately quickened his pace and walked up.

He saluted and thanked, "Thank you adults for the rescue."

Philippa looked at his messy appearance and asked, "Which caravan are you from?"

"From the Les Mills Chamber of Commerce."

"To Treasure Island?" Philippa asked next.

"Yes, this time's destination is Treasure Island." The captain continued.

Philippa continued: "The ones chasing you are the Storm Pirates. They were not in the Emerald Sea originally, but they were attracted here because there are more merchant ships recently. We have been catching them all the way. You are unlucky and were targeted early. "

The captain also said: "Fortunately, I met a few adults and rescued us. After I returned, I immediately reported it to the Chamber of Commerce and sent a letter of thanks to the island owner's mansion."

Philippa smiled and patted the other party on the shoulder, "If you have a promising future, don't forget to write a letter to the association as well. These are all members of the association."

"I understand."

"Go back, make some simple repairs, and then continue to Treasure Island. The rest of the way is safe. We just came from there." Philippa said.

"Thank you, captain, and thank you to the adults of the association." The man thanked him again and climbed down the rope ladder.

After carrying out emergency repairs, the merchant ship below waved goodbye and gradually moved away.

Philippa continued to order, "It's our turn to salvage all the treasures, cargo, and corpses from the sunken ship."

Wow~!

The skeletons jumped into the sea and began to salvage valuable items from the sea.

…

Treasure Island, the island owner’s mansion.

After confirming that Philippa destroyed the pirate ship, Wu Heng opened the door and left the room.

The frigate does not carry many weapons, but in this world, it is still an absolute advantage.

There won't be any problems.

"Master, is everything okay with Philippa?" Minnie saw him coming downstairs and came over and asked.

"It's okay, it's just an ordinary maritime patrol, there is no danger." Wu Heng said.

"That's good."

Wu Heng casually took off the coat from the hanger at the door and put it on his body, "Minnie, I'm going out."

"Come back for dinner tonight?"

"Come back and prepare normally."

"Okay, Master."

Wu Heng put on his coat, changed his face with the phantom veil, and walked out of the island owner's mansion.

Head towards the area where the factory is established.

On Treasure Island, Wuheng established a total of three factories.

The first one is a garment factory, which mainly undertakes two businesses.

One is the production of regular clothing, that is, clothes sold to ordinary residents for daily wear.

The second business is the production of stab-proof clothing. It is still a method developed by Hadron. The iron plate is sandwiched in the clothes to form a defensive effect on the upper body.

This method has high production efficiency. The iron plates are delivered according to size, and more than 200 pieces can be completed in one day.

Gradually arming the skeleton warriors of the zombie world.

Wu Heng arrived at the factory.

In the dim factory building, a large number of skeletons were operating sewing machines to make clothes.

There was a clicking sound.

Wu Heng looked around the factory area, walked out of the garment factory again, and continued to the next factory.

The second one is the pen factory.

Entering the factory, the machinery has been installed and is running.

At that time, pens can also be produced normally.

Moreover, the original pen factory had enough materials left over for production for a while until the newly ordered materials were delivered.

The last stop is the watch factory.

The machinery is still being assembled, and the skeleton wearing an electrician's clothing is also connecting the lines.

"When will it be completed?" Wu Heng asked a skeleton weapon master.

The skeleton artificer turned his head and stretched out three skeletal fingers.

"Three days?" Wu Heng looked at it and asked.

The artificer nodded.

"Okay, there's no need to rush. Be careful when assembling it and don't break it." Wu Heng instructed.

The Artificer nodded again.

…

In a mansion.

In front of the wooden table, sat an artificer carefully assembling a watch.

On the table, there are various styles of watch parts that cannot be assembled after being disassembled, as well as several dials that have stopped timing.

On the sofa behind him, several chamber of commerce representatives accompanied him, drinking tea while waiting for the results.

Ta tap tap~!

Rapid footsteps sounded from outside.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened and an attendant hurried in.

Someone glared at the other person and warned in a low voice: "Didn't you see that they are assembling watches here! What are you doing in such a hurry?"

The attendant glanced at the serious magician and whispered: "Sir, the watch sales office has changed the after-sales rules."

Everyone in the room frowned.

Changed the rules?

It just went on sale in the morning and was changed in the afternoon?

"What changed?"

The attendant said: "I just added another one, saying that watches that are damaged by man are not covered by the warranty."

The moment these words were spoken, everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

A bad feeling arose in my heart.

"What is man-made destruction?"

The attendant replied, "According to their explanation, deliberately opening the inside of a watch, disassembling it, and damaging it is considered human damage."

Fuck~!

Several people looked at the watches that were disassembled and filled the table.

They were sweating coldly.

It's over, the loss is huge this time.

...

Wu Heng returned to the island owner's house and had dinner.

He was looking at the new edition of the newspaper in the study.

According to the time, tomorrow is the time for the new issue of the newspaper to be released, and a large number of newspapers have already been printed.

"I'm going to the zombie world tomorrow, so the newspaper can be sold normally." Wu Heng put the newspaper back on the table.

Now the sale of newspapers has become a common thing in Treasure Island.

You don't have to pay attention to it like at the beginning.

Just follow the normal sales process.

Glenda said: "There are at least ten issues of the Great Detective Story in stock, I'm not worried."

"You have written so much, can we print the stories of the sub-volumes in advance, and then sell them simultaneously as each story is finished." Wu Heng said.

"No problem. It depends on how you arrange it. It's best to design a cover for each volume to give people a sense of freshness." Glenda suggested.

Wu Heng thought for a while, "Okay, let Shanara help me design it when I have time. Make the cover first and make a few more."

Glenda smiled and nodded.

Dong Dong Dong~!

As the man and the soul were talking, the door was knocked.

When he opened the door, he saw the six-armed skeleton alchemist standing at the door.

He was holding a tray with three bottles of potions on it.

[Strong Strengthening Potion] [Strong Intelligence-Enhancing Potion].

Two bottles of Strong Strengthening Potion and one bottle of Intelligence-Enhancing Potion.

The third-level corpse core potion was made again, and this time there was also an intelligence-enhancing potion.

Wu Heng was immediately happy.

He took the potion and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Continue to make potions after you go back. Hurry up."

The alchemist skeleton saluted slightly and turned to leave.

Wu Heng closed the door again.

"Alchemical Skeleton?" Grenda asked.

"Yes, a new corpse core potion has been delivered." Wu Heng put the potion on the table.

Grenda floated over to take a look and said with emotion: "Now I know why you necromancers are so hated."

"What do you mean?"

"Once you are allowed to develop, it will be difficult to restrain you." Grenda floated to the other side and continued, "You are a profession, and now you can complete the work of all professions by relying on the transformed skeletons. It's like a king who is not afraid of betrayal by his subjects."

Wu Heng smiled and said: "Then do you feel that this is good?"

"From my point of view, of course it is good. The more powerful you are, the better it is for Xiaoxiao and us. If someone standing on the opposite side of you knows your current development, I'm afraid they will not be able to sleep." Grenda floated back to the desk.

"If I were the king, you would be a concubine at least."

Grenda rolled her eyes at him, "Tease a woman whose husband just died. The necromancer is indeed the representative of evil."

Wu Heng glanced at her, and there was no change when he mentioned her husband's death.

Said: "I'll take the potion first, and then I'll race with you later."

Glenda nodded, picked up the pen and continued to rewrite the story.

...

Wu Heng glanced at the three bottles of potions beside him.

He chose [Strong Intelligence Enhancement Potion] and took it in his hand.

He took a deep breath, opened the bottle stopper and drank it directly.

The side effects appeared instantly, dizziness, tinnitus, and the world was spinning.

Wu Heng gritted his teeth and held on tightly to the armrest of the seat beside him.

After holding on for a while.

The system prompt also appeared.

[Intelligence +2, Perception +4, Charisma +2.]

[Unlocked feature: Hostility induction. ]