Chapter 710: Chapter 574, Trample Him Underfoot Chapter 710: Chapter 574, Trample Him Underfoot “Rest assured, even if there's danger, it will be the skeletons who face it–I won't abandon you,” Wu Heng said as he took out a scroll from his Space Ring.
Mackintosh stood up and walked over, pricked his fingertip, and let a drop of blood fall onto the scroll.
The scroll quickly absorbed the blood, drawing upon Wu Heng's spiritual power to penetrate Mackintosh's forehead and brand his soul.
Mackintosh's figure swayed, looking slightly weakened.
But having reached level 15, he quickly recovered.
The contract was completed.
Wu Heng smiled and said, “Welcome to Gold and Silver Island, Mackintosh.”
Mackintosh also seemed relieved and asked, “Should I now call you Island Master, or Master?”
“Island Master will do! Once you get back, get ready to resume your intelligence work. In the next few days, I'll pick out a place for your office,” Wu Heng replied.
Mackintosh had no objections and continued, “I plan to gather some of my former subordinates to come over.”
“That's fine, but remember, you are now the head of the Jinyin Island Intelligence Department, not a pirate or a gang leader. You must also keep your subordinates in line–the island is under the management of the association,” Wu Heng said sternly.
“Don't worry, now that I've joined Gold and Silver Island, I naturally know what I should and shouldn't do,” Mackintosh said earnestly.
“That's good to hear.”
“If there's nothing else, I'll head back first. If you need me, you can find me at the Golden Sail Tavern,” Mackintosh said, as he put his hood back on.
“I'll have someone send you back.”
“No need, my people are waiting for me in the Central District. Don't worry,” Mackintosh replied.
Wu Heng didn't say more and escorted her to the gate of the courtyard.
As Mackintosh stepped out of the gate, she turned back to offer another salute, “I hope for the Lord Island Master's guidance in the future.”
“And thank you for being willing to join Gold and Silver Island.”
Mackintosh nodded and left.
The gate of the courtyard closed again, and Wu Heng returned indoors with Mini.
Excited, Mini hopped and skipped her way toward the training room.
Wu Heng went straight upstairs into his study.
“Did that auntie join us?” Xiao Xiao flew over to ask.
“She did. She's been hovering outside, just too embarrassed to talk to us about it,” Wu Heng said as he sat down.
Upon hearing the conversation, Glenda asked curiously, “Which auntie?”
Xiao Xiao flew over, “The one with six arms, who once faked her death and we found her. She's been circling outside for quite a while, and today she accepted uncle's offer and joined us.”
“It's her! She didn't have much of a choice. Even if she left, at most she could find a remote place and become a gang leader again. By staying, she could take a different path,” Glenda commented.
“You make sense!” Wu Heng nodded in agreement.
Glenda didn't continue the conversation and returned to her writing. Xiao Xiao also flew back to her spot and started watching cartoons.
Wu Heng poured himself a glass of water and sat down.
He began to contemplate the direction of future developments.
In Zombie World, the skeletons were replacing him to clear surrounding cities, and the progress was relatively smooth.
He didn't need to involve himself personally; he could just watch the experience points increase from the comfort of his home.
Once a city was taken over, he could freely scavenge its resources.
On Gold and Silver Island, the newspapers played a significant role in publicity.
If Zombie World provided him with experience points, the sheer number of zombies worldwide was enough to propel him to a heroic status.
Whereas the Otherworld was a place to enhance his reputation.
The newspapers must continue to be sold.
As for those three caravans planning to sell outside the island, they could probe the market for him.
It's to be seen whether or not newspapers, with their information delay, hold any sales value.
Or maybe, like the modern world,
There could be news offices set up everywhere, synchronously selling newspapers and collecting information from all around.
However, transmitting information still poses an issue.
If it doesn't work out, then use radio broadcasts. News offices in other places could record it and then sell the newspapers simultaneously.
It's a bit clumsy, but it's a solution.
After pondering in his chair for a while,
Wu Heng stood up and stretched, “I'm off to rest. Don't tire yourselves out, either.”
“Uncle, we are ghosts, remember? I've told you so many times. You're starting to sound like my mom,” Xiao Xiao called out without turning her head.
“Alright, I'm off then.”
“Good night, uncle.”
Wu Heng left the study.
He glanced downstairs, then approached Mini's room, knocked gently twice, and entered.
“Master!” Mini exclaimed with joy, throwing herself at him.
The next day, Zombie World.
Wu Heng stood in the dense forest behind the factory, taking out coffins one by one.
“Open all the lids.”
Skeletons stepped forward and lifted the lids of the coffins, revealing the bodies inside, most of which belonged to the human race.
According to Retili, most of these bodies came from the Yeko Kingdom, where inter-clan strife had also affected these level 15 professionals.
Even gardeners had died, which basically meant it had come to indiscriminate killing.
Wu Heng unleashed the Bone Manipulation Skill, and skeletons rose from the coffins one after another.
The scene was still somewhat horrifying.
Nineteen clerical skeletons and thirteen level 15 combat profession skeletons.
He glanced them over roughly.
Wu Heng looked at the three tailor skeletons, whose specialty was cutting cloth and making clothes.
His garment factory just happened to need workers like this.
He wasn't in a hurry, having Andre Willow recruit new tailors for him.
“All of you, follow me back!” Wu Heng called out.
The skeletons clattered out of their coffins, shook the flesh off their bones, and followed Wu Heng back to the factory compound.
As they neared the dormitory building,
Qi Hancai was standing at the entrance, her shoulder-hosted little owl wearing a red sweater and a little hat of the same color.
Wu Heng had never seen anyone else dress up a tamed beast so fancifully, as if afraid it wouldn't be noticed.
But it didn't matter, in this world, there was no concept of keeping professionals as pets, so she might as well raise it as one.
“Wait for me a moment,” said Wu Heng, before taking the skeletons upstairs.
Then he came down quickly, entering the meeting room with Qi Hancai.
They sat down in the chairs.
Qi Hancai immediately said, “The attack from Bai Qing's side is going smoothly. Two batches of survivors have already been rescued, and logistical supplies are being sent over.
Also, the special structure, the Burial Ground, sister Yahong mentioned that they have started loading it up, and it will be transported here in the next couple of days.”
In the original plan,
The necromantic structure 'Burial Ground' from Xinfu City's prison would be excavated and brought to Gaohe City to process the killed zombies.
And the Skeleton Mage 'Kalemah,' who learned Necromancy and was the previous association inspector, the one killed by Wu Heng,
Would follow Li Yahong's team, attacking cities along the way and converting corpses.
“Are the survivors all right?” Wu Heng continued to ask.
“There are no major issues. We are currently tallying their professions and skills. Those with special professions or those who are young will be sent back to our side, and those capable of working will help out with the team,” replied Qi Hancai.
Wu Heng nodded, not saying much more.
Qi Hancai continued, “Zhao Yanqiu has returned to Xinfu City and will be back in a couple of days. Qiangzi is working with a few people, researching those new inventions. Everything at the military factory is normal, and the production chain is running smoothly.
Oh, and this afternoon the main desk will come to exchange for grain, so we'll need to head over there later.”
After discussing everything that needed to be discussed,
Wu Heng stood up and said, “Let's go. We'll head over to the airport together.”
“Sure!”
Qi Hancai took out a walkie-talkie.
The vehicle fleet was parked in front of the dormitory, and the two got into a truck.
They drove out of the factory, heading towards the airport.
Gold and Silver Island, Golden Sail Tavern.
“A bunch of brainless idiots.”
Listening to the tavern crowd react to the bard recounting tales of the Great Detective, a sneer came from one of the private rooms.
“Do you think it's fake?”
Next to the young man with golden locks, the veteran mage holding a wooden staff took a sip of tea and asked softly.
“Teacher,” the young man softly called out, poured the old mage a drink, and said, “All this solving cases or not, it's just deceiving these ignorant islanders.”
“Imilo at the headquarters thinks highly of him. Giving him the position of Island Master might mean they see him as the successor,” the old mage said.
A hint of pride flashed in the young man's eyes as he said softly, “Teacher, I want to challenge him to a duel. By leveraging his prestige on the island and crushing him underfoot, we can turn it into our own prestige.”
The old mage's expression sharpened, but he eventually nodded, “As you wish, as long as it doesn't interfere with the headquarters' plans.”
“Thank you, teacher,” the young man expressed his gratitude before swiftly opening the door and walking out.
Going downstairs, he interrupted the bard mid-story, whispering in his ear for a moment.
The bard's eyebrows furrowed.
After sizing up the man and feeling the silver coins in his hand,
He nevertheless spoke out loud, “This gentleman, a young master from the association's headquarters, will challenge Lord Island Master Wu Heng to a duel. It will be a fair fight, witnessed by all.”
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