Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

"Flowers and plants are the cheapest, 12 silver coins per bottle, food is 25 silver coins, and herbs are 50 to 100 silver coins." The representative of the wood elves quoted calmly.

This potion is not cheap.

The potions for plants in the residence are usually brought from Shannara. I didn't expect that the price of a bottle would reach 12 silver coins.

It's enough to buy some finished green plants.

Wu Heng nodded, "I plan to buy food potions, and I want you to bring the news back. I want to buy the potion formula so that I can use it myself and will not sell it to others."

Wu Heng talked about this matter with Shannara in advance.

Plant growth potion is a potion unique to the wood elves. It is also relying on this potion that they undertake most of the food foreign trade in the surrounding seas.

The potion will be sold to a certain extent, but the formula has never been sold.

Shannara said that the wood elves will never agree to sell it.

But Wu Heng still wants to give it a try.

The representative of the wood elf was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I need to consult the tribe about this matter, and I may not be able to give you an answer for the time being."

"Treasure Island and Star Flower have always cooperated well. Because the planting site is not in the area around the Emerald Sea, it is impossible to continuously purchase food from Star Flower. I want to buy the potion formula. I hope you can provide some help." Wu Heng roughly explained.

Prove that he is not coveting the other party's formula, but the planting site is not convenient for transportation.

"I will convey your meaning back."

"You convey it first, I will order some potions first and arrange for someone to deliver it first."

"Okay, how much do you need?"

The wood elf took out the list and began to record it.

"Calculate according to 100 acres, see how much potion."

"Okay, sir..."

Chat with the wood elf for a while.

Wu Heng first decided to buy the potion.

The zombie world has been cultivated for a while, and the potion matter cannot be delayed.

And the purchase of the formula may not be delayed until when.

Even if the other party has the intention to sell, with the back and forth and bargaining, maybe half a year will pass.

The elves have a long life span, so some things will be done more slowly.

Normal potions should be purchased first, and the formula will be slowly adjusted.

After chatting with the wood elves for a while and asking about the recent caravan issues.

The other party got up and left.

After the wood elves left, Wu Heng put on a set of Hundred Soldiers suits, felt it, tried the effect, and also felt the intensity of the side effects.

The suit does have the effect of reducing side effects, but it is hard to say whether it has been halved.

But it should be about the same.

…

It was late at night.

Wu Heng returned to the bedroom, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, thinking about the next plan.

In the past few days, the previous plans have been completed one after another.

The electromagnetic gun was assembled, and the test firing also achieved the desired effect. As long as the target is determined, it can be destroyed at a position of 150 kilometers.

Of course, the accuracy is a little worse, but the power can make up for this shortcoming.

"The target should be large enough to destroy buildings. Hitting a single target is difficult."

"There are also etched shells. I will go to the Snake Emblem Consortium in the next two days to see if I can complete it."

The second plan to be completed is the Hundred Soldiers Set.

The set that I have been thinking about is finally complete.

It feels like the original game, when I was in a hurry to collect the set when I was short of one or two pieces, and when I got all of them, I felt that the effect was not so exaggerated.

Just add a defensive shawl.

In addition, the side effects of the entire set have been weakened.

"My mage's set is complete, and I don't have to think about changing it before the hero."

"The next plan..." Wu Heng muttered.

The set is complete, in terms of my own strength.

The next step is to collect skills, and take third-level potions to improve my own attributes as much as possible.

"In terms of level, it's still reputation."

"I have to be more proactive and use the situation in the Kingdom of Yeko to gain reputation for myself."

Especially the five princesses, and the association are all involved.

As for the zombie world.

It is still mainly about restoration and construction.

There are also modern equipments, see what else is suitable for this other world.

…

Think about both sides in your mind.

Decide the plan for the future.

Dongdongdong~!

There was a slight knock on the door, and Minnie's voice came in.

"Master, are you asleep?"    "Come in!" Wu Heng said.

The door opened, and Minnie in black gauze pajamas and Anderweier in light blue silk pajamas walked in one after another.

Minnie said shyly: "Master, Sister Weier said she wanted to play punishing the bad fox."

Anderweier's eyes widened, and the words came to her lips, but she didn't say them out.

Wu Heng lifted the quilt and said with a smile, "Come on, it's cold outside!"

"Punish the bad fox!" Minnie cheered and climbed onto the bed.

Anderweier glared at her and climbed onto the bed.

…

The next day, the zombie world.

Wu Heng sat in the conference room and waited for a while, and Li Yahong came back from outside.

Holding a tablet, looking at the content on it, he said: "The copper plates and steel have been transported to the military factory. The production of machine guns and artillery shells has begun. The skeletons are arranged in the food factory and the cannery. They have already learned It’s almost the same and can be produced independently.”

Then, he immediately added, "By the way, there's also the receptionist who said he met a very powerful ghost and asked us if there's anything we can do to deal with it, and we can pay a certain amount of money."

ghost?

"Why did you meet the ghost?"

The modern world has a variety of technologies that are far superior to other worlds, but when it comes to things like ghosts, there is still no way or ability to solve them.

Especially at this stage of post-apocalyptic reconstruction.

There is no time or energy to study how to deal with ghosts.

"I don't know how I met them, but it sounds like they were tortured a lot. I had no choice but to contact us to see if there was any way to solve it."

"Where's the reward?"

Li Yahong said: "I didn't mention it. I think I can try to ask for more reward. After all, no one else can deal with the ghost except you."

She is aware of the small existence.

He also knew that Wu Heng was capable of dealing with ghosts.

Therefore, if the main station wants to deal with the ghost, Wu Heng needs help, and the price will follow him.

"Contact the main station and tell them that I can help them solve it, and then we will discuss the remuneration issue." Wu Heng said.

"Okay, I'll have someone notify the main station later." Li Yahong nodded.

Wu Heng stood up and said, "Let's go to the factory and have a look."

Li Yahong picked up the walkie-talkie and began to prepare the motorcade.

Then we went downstairs together, got on the truck and headed towards the factory.

…

Netale City, Association.

In the deacon's study, Elder Tapani and Old Master Gianvito sat one behind the desk and the other on the sofa, each looking at the newspaper in their hands, their faces glowing red.

"Gianvito, look at Wu Heng, he published it in the newspaper without asking for our consent!" Tapani sighed and said: "We are two eighteenth-level people, blocked in the city by a cult, and also by the army. Siege, what will happen if this spreads out?"

"You don't want to?" Gianvito looked up and said, "If you don't want to, write a letter and ask Wu Heng to erase your story and replace it with someone else."

"What are you talking about? When did I say I didn't want to?"

"Look at the smile on your face."

Tapani put the newspaper aside, "Wu Heng moved very quickly. He finished the story and sent it over."

"There should be someone around him who specializes in writing stories. He definitely doesn't have the time to write it himself." Gianvito said.

"Yeah." Tapani nodded, thought for a moment and then said, "I have to order some more newspapers from Treasure Island and send them back to the elves, and let them read the story of the great detective."

Gianvito raised his eyebrows and said, "You have a good idea. I will also send some back. How many copies do you plan to have?"

"I want at least five thousand copies."

"Then I also want five thousand. I will go directly to Philippa and ask her to urge Wu Heng to deliver it as soon as possible."

"good!"

The two discussed it and called the staff to find Philippa.

They have reached level 18 and are in need of fame.

Newspapers about the great detectives have been put on sale, and the descriptions of them are quite good. If we don't take the opportunity to publicize it, it will be wasted.

I even felt like the quantity I ordered was too conservative.

At least 20,000 copies.

…

City Lord's Mansion.

The fifth princess, 'Brittany', looked at the newspaper and her face turned slightly red.

Wood Elf Shanara smiled and said, "You read the contents of the newspaper. How do you feel?"

"I feel pretty good, Mr. Island Master, he described me pretty well, but it's just a little too weak."

"Ordinary people will prefer a princess like you, a soft and frail person who is willing to shed tears for them." Shanara said with a smile.

Brittany puffed out her chest, "I didn't cry."

Shanara still smiled and said softly, "How do you feel about Wu Heng?"

Brittany's face turned red again, "Why do you ask?"

"If you want to get the throne back, just letting him station troops here is not enough."

"What do you mean?"