Chapter 695: Chapter 563, Is there a fight inside? Chapter 695: Chapter 563, Is there a fight inside? He had leveled up two levels.
And was beginning to approach level 18.
“Uncle, that's all of them.” Xiao Xiao flew back.
“Hmm,” Wu Heng nodded and simultaneously gave orders to his surroundings, “Clean up the battlefield!”
Rustle rustle~!
The skeletons behind him sprang into action.
They started cleaning the battlefield, dragging the Evolved Zombies and Mutated Zombies over, while the regular Zombies were piled to one side.
After collecting the Corpse Cores, he released [Corpse Battlefield], and the skeletons from the entire street stood up.
They joined the ranks of the skeletons at the rear.
The team continued to move forward.
The recent battle had drawn away the Zombies from the whole area, making the remaining path much smoother.
It was just obstructed by some scrapped cars.
They needed to get out and clear them, then continue onwards.
They made their way to the clothing factory area that Gao Rong had mentioned.
Clothing factories and hat and shoe factories were all gathered here.
A few of them entered the first factory zone.
The gates opened, and two Mutated Zombie Dogs charged at them.
The Skeleton Grand Boxer strangled one in each hand in mid-air, snapping their necks and killing them instantly.
Their bodies were tossed aside.
Gao Rong and the other two technicians then let out a panicked yelp, taking a step back.
Before they realized that the dogs were already dead.
“Let's go, let's take a look inside,” Wu Heng said and led the way inside.
The others followed close behind him.
They walked together into the factory building.
All sorts of filthy equipment were laid out before their eyes.
After confirming there was no danger inside the factory, Wu Heng said, “Gao Rong, take your people and check the equipment here. We'll go check out the other side. If there's any danger, call us on the radio.”
“Okay,” Gao Rong nodded.
He began inspecting the equipment with his people.
Wu Heng, with Qi Hancai, went to the warehouse area at the back.
Warehouse after warehouse was opened, revealing clothing of various brands inside.
“We'll transport these back, and distribute them to everyone during holidays and festivals.”
“Okay,” Qi Hancai took out the radio and started coordinating the loading of the trucks.
He stood at the entrance of the warehouse for a while.
Gao Rong came back with his people and reported, “It doesn't seem to be any problem from the outside, but we need to power them to test if they can operate normally.”
Wu Heng frowned and pondered, “No rush, let's check out a few others first.”
“Okay.”
They all went to check other factory zones together.
One by one, they conducted inspections.
After finishing the inspections, they arranged for some skeletons to stay behind.
The rest of the people boarded the truck and started the return journey.
On the truck.
Wu Heng reconsidered the issue of the clothing factory.
Currently, there were two plans.
One was to restore power to that area, so all the machinery could produce in the original factory zone.
The disadvantage was that the subsequent supply of textiles would be troublesome.
Wu Heng would need to purchase textile materials from Gold and Silver Island, transport them to this world, and then to the factory.
In the Zombie World, survivors' clothing was also sufficient for the time being.
The production of clothing was more about selling to the people of the Otherworld, owning their own industry and market.
The second plan was to move the equipment to Gold and Silver Island, where material transportation and production would be somewhat simpler.
The issue with this was arranging for some skeletons to be trained.
Those pieces of equipment, it seemed, still required operation.
“Tomorrow, bring some photovoltaic panels over, and after we power them up, have Gao Rong and his team check the equipment,” Wu Heng looked to the side.
“Okay, I'll have someone prepare tonight, and we'll head over first thing in the morning,” Qi Hancai answered.
The convoy returned to the factory all the way.
While the others went for dinner, Wu Heng also returned to the Island Master's Manor.
The next day, in the morning.
“Take a look, it's here, the second issue of the Gold and Silver Gazette is out! The situation in the Yeko Kingdom is critical, Heaven Destiny Cult has been officially designated as an Evil Cult by the association, and the latest serials of the great detective's story,” the newspaper boy waved the newspapers in his hand on the stone platform amid the flowerbeds.
His cries instantly attracted the attention of the nearby passersby.
“Another issue's out already, so soon!”
“What's with the Yeko Kingdom, there really haven't been any merchant caravans from the Yeko Kingdom coming to the island recently.”
“Buy one, let's have a look.”
“Not buying.”
“Come on, let's chip in together, and we can all take turns reading it.”
“Yeah yeah, let's chip in.”
Soon, a crowd had gathered around the newspaper boy.
Some bought their own copies, while others pooled their money to buy one to share and read the contents.
After all, it's just text; once one person finishes reading, it's not much use to them anymore.
The next person can continue reading.
The number of people making simple purchases increased.
The newspaper boy's face broke into a smile, as business had finally picked up considerably.
Saban, holding the newspaper he had just bought, squeezed his way out of the crowd somewhat awkwardly.
He had been up late the night before with 'Marin', and as a result, he rose later than usual that morning.
Because he had come out late, he saw the newspaper boy selling the new issue.
Last time in the tavern, after reading the first issue of the newspaper, business there had improved significantly.
The number of people coming to the tavern to hear stories every day had increased, and his treatment as a bard there had improved as well.
Now there was a second issue out.
The price was still affordable, otherwise, even if it were exorbitant, he'd have to buy a copy.
It could change his destiny.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he headed toward a corner.
As a child in his village, he was one of the rare few who was truly talented.
He had a good voice, an excellent memory, and could remember some content after just one or two readings. After changing his profession to 'bard', he became proficient in performance and linguistic skills, performing even more exceptionally.
The village had pooled their money together to send him out, hoping for a different future for him.
But once he left, he found that things were not as he had imagined.
His talents had no advantage at all outside of his village.
He took a boat to Gold and Silver Island and found a job at a tavern.
To temporarily sustain his livelihood, so he wouldn't starve to death.
He found a deserted corner.
Saban opened the newspaper and started to read it carefully.
When he got to the story, he even took out a pen and underlined the key parts, the dialogue, so it would be easier for his performance.
After he had read it through carefully twice,
he tucked the newspaper into his chest and stood up, looking toward the Island Lord's Mansion.
“Island Lord Wu Heng, my future depends on your story now.”
Approaching the tavern,
Saban's brow furrowed.
It was still morning, and there shouldn't be many people in the tavern at this time.
But from afar, he could see that a good number of people, men and women, young and old, had gathered at the entrance, chatting.
“Good morning,” Saban said politely as he bowed to the crowd, “Is there a fight inside?”
“Mr. Saban, we've all been waiting for you. Are you late today?” A familiar customer spoke.
“Not late, there's still some time! Have you all been waiting for me all morning? Is there something going on?” Saban looked around doubtfully.
Although he was a professional, a bard was not good at fighting.
If so many people were after him…
He might die.
“What else could it be? The second issue of the newspaper is out, and everyone's waiting for you to read the contents,” someone explained.
Saban immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as they're not here to beat me up, that's fine.
“Get inside quickly, they're all waiting for you.”
Someone pushed him from behind, and, stumbling, he barged through the tavern door.
The light was dim, but Saban's eyes instantly focused.
The tavern was packed with figures, not a single empty seat.
“Let's get started, Mr. Saban!”
Saban took a deep breath.
After casting [Skill of Eloquence][Heroism][Loud Voice] on himself, he strode confidently onto the wooden stage.
He gave a light cough to signal the crowd below for silence.
He glanced at the patrons filling the seats and the eyes peering in through the window from outside.
With a smile, he said, “Ladies and gentlemen, today's newspaper starts like this…”
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