The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse
Chapter 626

Chapter 626: Chapter 514, has your brain been eaten by a zombie? Chapter 626: Chapter 514, has your brain been eaten by a zombie? Soon, the matter of distributing supplies for the new year.

Spread across different frequencies everywhere, and immediately began to boil over.

It's hard to imagine, in the current environment, that someone would actually give out food to shelters for free.

And it's not just a nominal rescue team.

Xinfu City base, King Yama; these two names became more familiar to people.

…

In the military factory, inside the meeting room.

Wu Heng sat in his chair, looking at his own panel.

[Reputation: Level 18 (7351/48000)]

Since the broadcast began, Wu Heng had been paying attention to the changes in his reputation.

From 7242, it increased to 7351.

The increase wasn't small, and it also proved the feasibility of radio broadcasting.

The deeds done in the name of 'King Yama' would also fall upon himself.

This point left him somewhat unclear about the reason.

How does the system determine that King Yama refers to himself and not credit the reputation to the 'King Yama' in mythological stories?

Anyway, this is a good thing, just a bit slow.

Thump thump~!

The room door was knocked, and Qi Hancai walked in directly.

“I have already notified them. Tomorrow, we will start distributing supplies to the marked shelters.”

Wu Heng nodded, “Let everyone work hard to package the supplies.”

“We are already preparing.” Qi Hancai continued, “Wang Haibing also sent a message saying that the electrical circuit to the factory has been repaired. The parts in the transformer were taken from other places, and when the power is on, it still needs to be tested.”

The circuit has been repaired?

Indeed, some time has passed.

“I understand. Let's see if we can achieve the desired effect once the smelter is complete.”

“Okay.”

The two exchanged a few words briefly.

Qi Hancai left to continue organizing preparations for the distribution of supplies.

Wu Heng also returned to his own room.

…

Back at Gold and Silver Island, as the sky neared dusk.

Walking down the stairs, he saw 'Philippa' with one foot on a stone chair, gesticulating and telling Robey and Annette about her glorious tales at sea.

And the two beast women who had just come to Gold and Silver Island were full of admiration.

Just as Philippa was happily talking, she subconsciously turned her head and saw 'Wu Heng' coming out.

She told the two maids to wait and quickly trotted over.

She clung to his arm and said, “Come with me.”

Wu Heng was pulled back to the living room and asked curiously, “What's the matter?”

Philippa comfortably sat in his lap and asked, “Did you take care of my friend's matter?”

It was about the pirates.

Wu Heng said, “I talked to Xi Ligui, saying your friend had plundered merchant ships and even killed people, and that dying eight times wouldn't be too much.”

“He's a pirate; of course, he's robbed merchant fleets,” Philippa emphasized.

“So it's a bit difficult to deal with. Remember the blank envelopes you received before to plunder fleets? I told you to chase them for a bit and then let them go, also because I was worried it would be hard to explain later,” Wu Heng explained.

“Does that mean he has to die?” Philippa sounded a bit downcast, “I knew I should have let him go at sea, thinking we could save him.”

Wu Heng gently hugged her, allowing her to lean into his embrace, and said, “I negotiated with Xi Ligui. We'll mention some of his deeds to the headquarters. After all, he saved you before. If the headquarters is willing to give him a chance, there might still be hope. But if the headquarters thinks his actions are unforgivable, then…”

“Then what?”

“At least, it will prove that the captain of the Flying Fish Pirate Group was someone of status.”

Philippa sighed, “Then let's go with a burial at sea. Pirates ultimately belong to the ocean.”

Wu Heng found it somewhat amusing, but after thinking for a moment, he said, “I promised 'Xi Ligui' I would install that gadget that blows cool air for her. Tomorrow, take the Skeleton to install it for her and then inquire about the situation.”

“Alright, mages like you really have working brains,” Philippa understood his intent.

Wu Heng lightly patted her, “Be more composed when you speak, don't always talk like a pirate, and avoid swearing.”

“Don't worry, I get it.”

After speaking, Philippa continued, “When are we going to sea again? It's so boring on the island.”

“Why are you always thinking about going to sea?”

Philippa lifted a bit of her hem, “I'm almost as pale as indoors.”

Wu Heng reached in and grasped her chest, “Isn't it better to be paler?”

“No, it makes me look like I have no fighting spirit.”

“Wait until there's something to do before going to sea. If you want to keep your complexion, just sunbathe more.”

“Alright then!”

They chatted for a while.

Mini came from behind.

“Master, it's time for dinner.”

Wu Heng stood up and headed to the dining room together.

…

After dinner,

Several maids went to the training room to practice.

Wu Heng walked to the courtyard to continue studying his skills.

[Mansion Skill] cast, the huge and simple stone door appeared again, slowly opened, revealing the luxurious living room that had been equipped before.

There was no change, whatever it was like before, it was the same now.

During the day, he looked at the explanation for [Mansion Skill] again.

He confirmed under what circumstances it could pose a danger.

He took a deep breath and followed into the mansion beyond the stone door.

He stomped on the floor, then sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Everything inside the room looked as real as it could be, with no differences whatsoever.

He picked up a flower pot that was beside him.

And headed straight outside.

He passed through the stone door without issue, but the flower pot he had constructed with his mind did not follow through.

It stayed on the ground at the inside of the doorway.

“Can't bring things from the inside out?”

“Things from outside can be brought in, but anything constructed by the mind can only exist within the created space,” Wu Heng summarized.

He rapidly pondered in his mind.

Glancing around, his eyes landed on a straight wooden stick.

“Go fetch that stick for me,” he commanded.

The skeleton hurried over and brought back the stick.

Wu Heng took it in his hand and stepped back into the created space.

He activated his spiritual power, and a ballista took shape in front of him, aiming toward the outside.

He used the stick as a crosbow arrow, positioning it on the ballista.

Bang~!

The twang of the string sounded explosively.

The stick shot straight through the stone door and with a thud, hit the opposite wall.

The great force caused the stick to shatter into pieces.

“It really works!” Wu Heng was pleasantly surprised inwardly.

While objects from the inside couldn't be taken out, it was possible to set up a firing mechanism inside and shoot things out that had been brought in from outside.

Arrows, crossbow bolts, or even shells and missiles.

“It is indeed useful.”

Just as he thought, a skill unlocked at level 18 couldn't possibly be useless.

Those who reached level 18 also possessed not an insignificant status.

Why would one go to such great lengths to construct such a space if it wasn't for a good reason?

He continued to maintain the operation of the “Mansion Skill.”

Then he proceeded with further experiments.

With a thought, two ghosts flew out from his body, floating in the air one on each side.

They had just appeared when they both noticed the luxurious hall beyond the stone door.

“Uncle, did you change houses again?”

“An illusion? Why is there just a door?”

Wu Heng explained, “Remember the 'Mansion Skill' we bought at the auction before?”

“The one we couldn't learn?” Glenda retorted with a question.

“Yes, I've learned it now, and the effect is like this,” Wu Heng said.

“Wow! So cool.”

Before Wu Heng could say to check if entering would affect them, Xiao Xiao, surprised, flew in instantly.

She circled the living room, flying around it once.

Glenda followed into the room as well, both looking around curiously.

Wu Heng also entered after them.

Following Xiao Xiao and Glenda's suggestions, he added a few pieces of furniture to the space.

It had a feel of a combination of modern and ancient European styles.

“Alright, let's head out for now, maintaining the skill also consumes a lot of spiritual power,” Wu Heng said.

He left the stone door with the two ghosts.

The skill ceased, and the crack along with the stone door disappeared simultaneously.

Letting the ghosts do their own thing, Wu Heng walked inside his room.

He stepped through the main door.

Philippa ran over from a distance, “I'm staying with you tonight.”

Mini followed behind her, “Stay what? Go back to your tavern.”

“I won't, it's not easy for me to come here, why are you like this!”

“It's not even far, you make it sound like you live so far away.”

“You're with him every day, and now you're competing with me.”

Wu Heng wrapped his arms around the two, saying, “Let's stay together, the bed is big enough.”

Then he looked behind, “Wei'er, are you coming too?”

Andre Willow's cheeks turned a slight red, flustered.

Wu Heng said with a smile, “Come on, let's take a bath first.”

“Yes, Master,” Andre Willow nodded and followed them.

They all went upstairs together.

The two other maids who had recently joined also blushed as they watched everyone go up together.

The next day, in Zombie World.

Skeleton Flying Dragons circled over the provincial area, again and again,

dropping supplies at locations marked with specific characteristics.

Inside the radio station, excitement also erupted.

“We've received supplies, there really are supplies!”

“Who said there was beef in here? Why don't I have any? Leader, I don't have beef here.”

“Cows are freaking extinct, did the zombies eat your brain? Believing there's beef.”