Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

The other party did not respond and remained dull.

Wu Heng frowned and asked again, "Really not?"

"No."

"Where can I buy it?"

"how could I know!"

Damn it.

If he didn't have it, where else could he buy it in Blackstone Town?

He glanced at the entire black market and landed on the 'Snake Emblem Consortium'.

He stood up, walked around in the crowd, and went straight to the second floor.

In the private room.

The bearded middle-aged man smiled and saluted, "Guest, how can I help you?"

"I want to buy a skill book."

"Guest, do you know the name?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.

Wu Heng nodded, "Dead Skeleton Field, Necromantic Magic Book."

"Okay sir, I'll record it for you. We'll collect it at the surrounding branches as soon as possible. If not, we'll transfer it directly to the headquarters."

"for how long?"

Don't be like the corpse you acquired, there is no news for such a long time.

"Skill books are not difficult to transport, and they are not so demanding. The results can be given to you within three days."

"Okay!" Wu Heng nodded with satisfaction.

"This skill is an advanced skill and is very rare on the market, so the price will be relatively high."

"How much?"

"You need to pay a deposit of 30 silver coins. The overall subsequent price depends on the specific costs of transportation and acquisition, but it should be within 120 silver coins."

"Okay, I can accept it!" Wu Heng agreed directly.

On the side, Bassen happily gave the money.

The middle-aged man took it respectfully, filled out the power of attorney skillfully, and then stamped it with his emblem.

After processing.

Wu Heng stood up again and walked down the second floor.

I had no intention of continuing shopping, so I went out and left here.

…

Xiaodong Auto Repair Factory.

After several people had a good meal, they assembled the radio they brought back.

When the sound of the radio came from inside, they all smiled.

After all, it's a task assigned by the skeleton. If you don't do it well, deprive them of their food. Don't kill them too in anger.

Today I heard from Li Yahong about the man who brought the skeleton to hunt down the deformed zombies and the corpses.

That's fucking scary.

"Okay, let's all go and do our own thing. Iron Spear will take the time to produce, and we will get more food when the time comes, and we won't have to starve." Li Yahong clapped her palms lightly and said immediately.

Several men stood up, and one of them suddenly said: "Sister Hong, there is not much gas left."

"Use it first. When the bottom comes out, let's go out and find some."

"good!"

After the rest of the people walked out.

Li Yahong continued to look at Wang Ke and said: "There are only five of us. You and I, and the eldest sister just now will live together at night. The conditions are like this. Then we will see if there is anything we can do. If you can help, please help." If not, just watch the radio."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Hong." Wang Ke said a little cautiously.

No one asked if there were any relatives or anything like that.

The end of the world has been going on for so long, and everyone knows exactly what it is like.

Asking would only reopen the scars.

"Sister Hong, is the person who can command skeletons the superpower mentioned on the radio?" Wang Ke asked in a low voice.

"Probably!" Li Yahong replied.

"Were you also saved by him?"

"Rescue?" Li Yahong shook her head, "No, we just met. He provided us with food and we made some tools for him. It can be regarded as a cooperative relationship."

"Will he hurt us?"

"Probably not, but try to maintain a peaceful relationship. We still count on him to provide food."

"oh!"

The two were chatting in a low voice, and a voice suddenly came from a radio frequency band, asking, "Are your friends from the Second Hospital still there? If you can leave the hospital building and go to the alleyway 500 meters to the east, we can pick you up. leave."

The two people chatting suddenly became quiet.

It seems that the call for help from the hospital yesterday still played a certain role.

Doctors are also a very important profession in this environment, and some survivor teams are willing to risk taking them away.

Of course, the first thing is to be able to get out of the hospital.

Unless the army comes, no one can break into the hospital.

No one responded here, and a man's voice came from the device, "No one responded, something may have happened. Places like hospitals are densely populated, and it is difficult to survive."

"Hey~! Damn the world!" Another woman's voice.

Wang Ke looked at Li Yahong, who nodded.

Wang Ke picked up the somewhat retro microphone and said, "I am from the Second Hospital and I have been saved."

She didn't say us, only me.

I don’t know how to explain it. There were several people calling for help, but now she is the only one who has been rescued.

"Saved? Did you run out?"

"Um."

"How did you get out? How could you get out of a place like that? Are you sure you were the one who asked for help from the Second Hospital yesterday? Now is not the time for joking."

Wang Ke glanced at Li Yahong who was standing aside, and said to the radio: "Someone entered the hospital to save us."

"The hospital you entered? How is that possible? Has the rescue team arrived?"

"No! Just other survivors."

"So awesome? Can we get to know each other? Maybe we need to take care of each other in the future."

Wang Ke continued to look at Li Yahong, wondering whether she should say anything, and she didn't know what the other person's name was.

Li Yahong said softly: "I only know that some people call him King of Hell."

Wang Ke frowned, but thought of the skeletons and ghosts around him.

I feel like this name is really appropriate.

But he still picked up the microphone and said, "Some people call him the King of Hell."

The radio fell silent.

All the survivors listening to this channel were stunned in their seats at the same time.

King Yama?

Someone actually gave me this name.

Seeing that no one spoke on the radio, Li Yahong took the microphone and said: "A large-headed commander zombie was found east of the Second Hospital. Friends nearby should be careful. If there is information about the deformed zombie, everyone remember to communicate and contact each other."

"good!"

"OK!"

"Let's all survive together!"

…

the next day.

Wu Heng had breakfast in the tavern and was walking home.

I saw the landlord 'Rudger' standing at the door waiting, and beside him stood a middle-aged woman wearing a beige linen gown and an apron.

Unlike the mature and charming woman like 'Slater', the woman who followed the landlord could be seen at a glance to be from a civilian area, simple and careful.

Hearing the footsteps, the landlord and the woman turned their heads at the same time.

"Good morning, Mr. Rudeger." Wu Heng smiled.

Wu Heng felt pretty good about himself as a landlord.

It's not that his character is high, but that the other party doesn't care much about the house here and rarely comes to see him unless there is something special.

The first few times, I came to talk to him when things were too big. The rest of the time, he basically didn't come and didn't want to take care of it.

"Good morning," the landlord replied, and then quickly said: "I have something to ask you. Let's go in and talk."

Wu Heng opened the door and let the two of them walk in.

He opened a bottle of iced black tea, poured two cups and sent them over.

Without waiting to ask, the landlord spoke first, "This is Mrs. Bukemela. She lives just north of the crowded area and helps in the textile factory."

Wu Heng looked at the landlord strangely.

He was thinking about the purpose of bringing the woman here.

After introducing the woman, the landlord continued to introduce Wu Heng, "This is the 'Wu Heng' I'm talking about, a core member of the professional association. The reason why the crowded area is so stable now is that he lives here. Think about it, if it were someone else , have moved out a long time ago, and they stayed here to take care of ordinary people like us... They are very reliable."

The landlord wanted to continue, but when he saw Wu Heng staring at him, he swallowed his words.

He said to the woman beside him: "You tell Wu Heng."

The woman stood up and bowed. When she raised her head, her eyes were red, and her eyes were filled with pleading and anxiety.

"Mr. Wu Heng, I hope you can help me. I really have no choice."