Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Seeing Wen Mansha, Wu Heng quickened his pace, put his arm around her shoulders and sat down next to the chair, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No way!" Wen Mansha said softly, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Wu Heng looked at the child drinking milk in his arms, who also looked at him with wide eyes.

Big eyes, fair and tender skin.

"Still looks like you."

"Really?" Wen Mansha nudged the child gently, "Dad is here to see you."

The child was still sucking milk, with milk leaking from the corners of his mouth.

There was no reaction to the conversation between the two.

"Be good!" Wu Heng smiled and gently touched the baby's face with his fingers.

The baby girl stopped drinking milk, let go of her mouth and let out a burp, looking at him with wide eyes.

Then he said "Wow" and burst into tears.

The sudden cry startled Wu Heng, who was a little at a loss. He looked at Wen Mansha and explained, "She...I didn't do anything about this."

"It's okay. I'm full. She must be sleepy." Mansha Wen handed the child to the housekeeper aside, "Take her back to her room to rest!"

The housekeeper took it, coaxed softly, and took it upstairs into the bedroom.

There were only two people left in the room.

Wu Heng continued: "Let me talk to you about business first."

"What's wrong?" Wen Mansha cast a curious look.

"Outside of Luntam City, I met a gathering held by the hag and rescued four babies from the hag. Please arrange for someone to find the family members to find out who was lost or sold."

Wu Heng said, opened the [Mansion Technique] and ordered to the skeleton inside, "You four, come out."

Four hags holding children walked out of it.

The kids were all asleep and seemed fine.

Wen Mansha stood up and took a look. Perhaps because she had just become a mother, there was an angry look on her face about selling her child.

He said coldly: "Okay."

Wu Heng took out the milk bottle and cans of milk powder, "These are milk powder. If those children are hungry, just drink it with water and give it to them. Don't make it too hot."

Wen Mansha picked up a baby bottle and lightly touched the nipple with her finger, "It really looks like it."

"Like what?"

"Don't you feel the same?" Wen Mansha said with a smile, picked up the bottle and milk powder and went upstairs, "I will settle the child first, and then come down to accompany you."

After saying that, he took several hags and children upstairs and arranged them in a bedroom.

Not long after, the housekeeper came down again.

Arrange the task of investigating the baby.

…

After dinner.

After Wen Mansha fed the child, she opened the door and came back.

I sat in front of the dressing table and tidied it up briefly.

He opened the thin quilt, got directly in, and leaned against his chest gently, "We have all fallen asleep. The families of those children have already started investigating. It won't take long to find out some information."

"This is best. The sale and purchase of babies in the city must be strictly investigated to prevent similar things from happening." Wu Heng said.

"I was negligent in this matter. I will pay attention to it later." Wen Mansha said softly.

"I can't blame you for this kind of thing." Wu Heng said with a smile.

One side of Wen Mansha's clothes hung low, and Wu Heng pressed against her chest to help deal with the excess milk.

Wen Mansha gently held the other person's head and said, "Master, the baby doesn't have a name yet, please give it one."

Wu Heng moved his head back and took out a piece of paper with several names that he had thought of in advance. "It doesn't matter which one you like. As long as you can be healthy and happy."

Wen Mansha opened the folded paper and looked at several names.

"Wu Mengsha is too disgusting. When the child grows up, you can tell at a glance that this Wu Qin looks quite good."

"Then let's call it this name. It also contains the meaning of cheerfulness, brightness, and luck." Wu Heng muttered to one side and explained.

"Master must have done well." Wen Mansha said softly.

Wu Heng then asked: "Is there any news from Slater?"

Wen Mansha shook her head and said: "The border blockade in the Kingdom of Yeko is quite serious. Letters from the association are not allowed to pass through. There is no news from Deacon Slater."

Yeke Kingdom doesn't know what to do.

It's been so long and there's still no result.

I arranged for Slater to be protected by a level 18 skeleton. As long as he did not commit any danger, in a place like Blackstone Town, a level 18 professional would be the top expert.

There should be no problem.

When leaving Luntam City, I will go to Blackstone Town to take a look.

"How is the newspaper sales going?" Wu Heng then asked.

"The effect is very good, and the sales are also very good..."

…

The room next door.

A pink baby lay on a small bed, with a guarding skeleton beside it.

Three ghosts floated above, slowly revealing their figures.

"Is this my uncle's child? It's pink."

"Children are like this, their skin is pinker."

"Like Wu Heng?"

"The eyebrows are somewhat similar."

Xiaoxiao leaned a little closer and said, "They seem to be similar, much cuter than uncle."

"Maybe, your uncle was very cute when he was a child, but he can't be anymore when he grows up!" Glenda said.

"Hey! Uncle looks bad."

Penny smiled and said, "I wonder what the two of them would name."

As he spoke, the sleeping baby opened his eyes.

He frowned and looked at the three ghosts floating in the sky.

Wow~!

Cries arose.

The skeleton immediately picked up the baby, and the housekeeper also woke up from the side.

Take it into your arms and shake it gently.

…

The next day, early morning.

After Wen Mansha fed her child, she went downstairs to deal with matters in the city.

Wu Heng watched the child fall asleep, then entered the study and opened the door to the zombie world.

He walked out of the boundary door, opened the window in the dormitory, and looked outside.

Inside the base, some survivors were using steam spray to spray smoke into the sewers to eliminate insects.

Wu Heng took out his walkie-talkie and called, "Is Qi Hancai here?"

"Here, tell me." Qi Hancai's voice came from the intercom.

"Go to the conference room."

"receive!"

After sitting in the conference room and waiting for a while, Qi Hancai opened the door and walked in with a smile on his face.

Wu Heng said: "Every base is fine, right?"

"There is no problem. The military factory has started to make the production chain of machine guns and shells. It may not take long before the results are available." Qi Hancai said.

This is good news.

If machine gun shells can be mass-produced, it will be a great improvement for our side.

No need to calculate the quantity to use.

"When the time comes, praise Gao Rong and the others for me."

"Okay." Qi Hancai nodded.

Wu Heng then asked: "Is there any progress made by Russian scientific researchers?"

Qi Hancai recalled it and said, "It seems that electric vehicle testing has begun."

Wu Heng didn't say much and continued to listen.

"There are also two Korean technicians. The male technician has started ship practice, and the female technician has been able to lay lines and connect them. The only problem is that Binhai Port and our side are across the sea, and the lines are difficult to connect." Qi Han Cai said.

"When the time comes, let her think of a solution." Wu Heng said.

"I'll tell her then." Qi Hancai said.

Wu Heng continued, "Let the convoy prepare, and let's go clean up the zombies."

Qi Hancai picked up the walkie-talkie and conveyed the mission directly.

Not long after, the convoy was ready.

The two went downstairs, got into the truck and left the base.

…

Luntam City, the city lord's palace.

The housekeeper led the way, followed by an old man with gray temples wearing a warlock's robe and walking in behind.

"Ma'am, Mr. Robin is here."

The warlock glanced at Wen Mansha's belly without hesitation, smiled and saluted, "Representative of the Kingdom of Yeke, Robin has met the Lord Wen Mansha. You are as beautiful as the rumors."