The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 589 - 589 485 Are There Any Other Ways

Chapter 589: Chapter 485, Are There Any Other Ways? Chapter 589: Chapter 485, Are There Any Other Ways? “””

Level 4 Mutated Zombies?

Zombie King?

Each level of Mutated Zombies corresponds to the levels of professionals in the Otherworld.

Level 2 Mutated Zombies correspond to level 10 professionals, and level 3 to level 15 professionals.

And this newly appeared level 4 Zombie King…

It should correspond to an even higher level, but whether it’s level 18, or if it jumps up by 5 levels and directly corresponds to a level 20, akin to a hero, is unknown.

“What are the characteristics of this kind of Zombie King?” Wu Heng asked.

Qi Hancai recalled so information and said, “The headquarter only gave a brief description, saying that it’s more humanoid in shape, different in appearance from humans, able to control even more corpse tides, and possesses a stronger contamination ability.”

Wu Heng listened on the side.

Yet, this description reminded him of the ‘Corpse Ghost’ Necromancer that was jointly killed by the association at Black Stone Town.

It sounded sowhat similar.

“Is that all?” Wu Heng saw she didn’t continue and turned his head to look at her.

“That’s all. They say it’s just intelligence gathered up, and the authenticity can’t be verified yet.”

The headquarters collects information from all over the place, so of which is even international news.

They summarize it and then continue to pass it on to others.

The level 4 Zombie King should be real, given the current situation; who would be idle enough to make up such things?

However, the information is too vague.

In fact, thinking about the level 4 Zombies, they don’t have much impact on him.

In terms of strength and military force, they are not inferior to the opposition.

Such level zombies are hard to co across.

He hasn’t even researched a potion for the third-level corpse core on his side, so there’s no rush to find level 4 Zombies.

“Let’s talk about the factory matters,” Wu Heng said as he sat down beside her.

Qi Hancai nodded and continued, “Sister Yahong has found out the location of the military factory, which is said to be involved in the production of artillery components, sand casting, and weapon accessories. It sounds quite comprehensive.”

“Through the provincial rescue team?”

“No, she found out through a different channel. It’s said that the person who provided the information used to work there,” Qi Hancai explained.

That is to say, intelligence obtained by other shelters in the province.

“Is it reliable?”

“We’ve compared it to the map, and there should be no problem.”

Wu Heng continued, “Where’s the train?”

“It’ll be back tomorrow during the day.”

“Arrange for it, we’ll return to Xinfu City tomorrow night.”

Qi Hancai nodded, thought for a mont, but still spoke up, “I want to go with you to the province.”

Wu Heng looked at her with so puzzlent, “Do you have family there?”

Indeed, he has not decided who to take with him yet.

After all, changing bullets for the Skeleton Flying Dragon and various logistical works…

They still need soone to get them done.

“No, even if I did, they couldn’t possibly have survived. I just feel like staying put doesn’t help the base much, and I can be of help if I go with you,” Qi Hancai said straightforwardly.

“Okay, when things are arranged here, you’ll co with ,” he agreed.

Hearing Wu Heng’s agreent, Qi Hancai also showed a smile.

“Great!”

The two talked for a while, and Wu Heng then returned to his room.

He went back to Gold and Silver Island.

…

Inside the manor.

He delivered the corpse core obtained from killing the Evolved Zombies to the Alchemy Laboratory.

At the sa ti, he also collected the level 1 elixir that was made into the Space Ring.

After leaving the room, he went to the radio room.

He glanced at the Skeleton Investigator’s logbook, picked up the microphone, and contacted Philippa.

“Philippa, are you there?”

“Yeah, where did you go during the day? I couldn’t find you when I wanted to talk.”

“I have to work, too. I can’t just sit here all day chatting with you.”

“Alright, forgiven,” Philippa continued, “Let tell you, that Special Item, the conch you gave , it’s so cool. I’ve never felt this good about myself. It’s just that the side effect is a bit strong. I still feel nauseous and want to throw up.”

Her tone was much higher when she spoke of the Special Item.

It seed she was very pleased with the effect it had shown.

The side effect was a strong sensation of hunger and thirst after use.

She couldn’t help but eat and drink excessively.

But this was already a very mild side effect. It was far better than the Evil Sword, which could lead to killing oneself, or the Corpse-Wrap that caused the body to rot upon use.

“After using it, what effect did it have?” Wu Heng leaned against the desk.

“A fairly big water shark appeared and kept ramming into the pirates’ ships. So who fell into the sea were bitten to death on the spot, and the most important thing is, arrows and ballista bolts have no effect on it. It’s very useful,” Philippa said loudly.

The water shark was ford of water elents.

It could last for thirty minutes in water.

Listening to Philippa’s introduction, if it could ram ships, then its size must be considerable.

The Special Items exchanged from Netalee City were of rather high quality.

“If you like it, that’s good. There’s no need to use it sparingly. Binge eating and drinking aren’t good for your health, though.”

“Hehe, you’re the best, daddy,” Philippa said softly, acting coy.

Wu Heng continued, “So, you’ve fought today?”

“We did, we cleared out two small Pirate Groups and also escorted a rchant group for a part of the journey,” Philippa reported.

“Two Pirate Groups in one day?”

“Yeah, they were both small Pirate Groups. We checked against the wanted lists; they weren’t on them, probably newly ford,” Philippa said with a hint of regret, then continued, “Where do we head to now? We don’t have any targets at the mont.”

“Hold on.” Wu Heng took out the Erald Sand Table, glanced at the ships within the sea area, found Philippa’s ship, and noticed that two more ships had joined the original three.

It seed like they indeed had a considerable gain.

Upon searching the vicinity, his eyes landed on a trio of Pirate Ships docked at a small island within the shipping lane.

“Continue heading east to a small island; there are three pirate ships docked there. You can go straight for it.”

“Turtleback Island, I know that place,” Philippa imdiately identified the small island’s na.

“Right, that’s the one.”

“Then I’m going out to set the course. Anything else?” Philippa asked.

“No, just stay safe.”

“Don’t worry, I’m terrifyingly strong now.” With that, she ended the chat abruptly.

At sea, very few could threaten Philippa’s fleet.

Not to ntion the machine cannon he provided and nurous skeletons ard with guns.

There were three level 15 Skeleton Captains accompanying the ship.

Such an array of forces would even dominate the Erald Sea in the past.

Ordinary pirates stood no chance against Philippa and her team.

Wu Heng hung up the microphone as well.

His gaze shifted to another piece of wireless communication equipnt at his side.

This one was tuned to the sa frequency as the radio from ‘Sha Naila’.

Sha Naila had left the island for a few days now, and although it was agreed to maintain contact, there had been no news at all.

His eyes swept over the position of the Starflower rchant Group’s fleet.

They were already approaching the edge of the Erald Sea.

As long as the fleet was safe, that was good.

“Won’t even try the device and say a word to ,” he muttered as he left the room.

When he ca downstairs, dinner was already prepared.

The three of them sat at the dining table, chatting and eating dinner.

…

After dinner.

The sky had already dimd.

Wu Heng sat in his study, contemplating his next plans.

He had now reached Level 17, just one step shy of Level 18.

The experience required was 265,000, which was not a significant problem—it was rely a matter of several zombie waves.

As long as he was diligent, he could reach Level 18 within a week.

“After Level 18, I’ll have to consider the ‘Hero Shaping’ that Imilo ntioned.”

During his last chat with Imilo about Level 18 professionals, he was told about the concept of Hero Shaping.

Reaching this level ant that leveling up was not just about accumulating experience points.

It also involved Hero Shaping, needing widespread fa and a certain level of influence.

I wonder if my renown in the Zombie World after reaching Level 18 will et the requirents for Hero Shaping.

“It seems I still have so reputation back on Earth,” he mused.

The na of King Yama was, due to certain events, quite well-spread.

I wonder if that counts as Hero Shaping.

If it does, then that would be very convenient.

“As for Gold and Silver Island…” Wu Heng folded his arms behind his head and leaned back in his chair.

Securing the ammunition production chain as quickly as possible would allow for the construction of factories on Gold and Silver Island and resumption of production.

After all, gunpowder and so special tals could be purchased in large quantities here.

There was also the developnt of the islands.

It was necessary to bring various construction machinery over and continue the expansion.

He quickly reviewed his plans in his mind.

He turned off the air conditioning in the room.

Then he opened the door, went out, and returned to his room to rest.

…

The next day, early morning.

After eating breakfast, Wu Heng, wearing the Train Captain’s Hat, was in the courtyard where, upon sounding the whistle, the Phantom Train appeared out of thin air.

Wu Heng boarded the train and directly input ‘Netalee City’ as the destination.

Shortly after, the train vanished, burrowing into the void.

Several hours later.

The train arrived near Netalee City, just outside its five-mile boundary.

Wu Heng, cloaked in his cape, headed straight for the Snake Badge Consortium within the city.

Upon entering the gate, he stopped in front of the bulletin board for a look.

A staff mber imdiately ca over.

“Guest, soone in the VIP room is asking for you,” she said.

Wu Heng turned his head and saw a figure wearing a cloak at the VIP room door.

From the physique and height, it seed to be the person he had traded with the previous two tis.

They hadn’t even placed a commission.

They were just waiting here for him.

Wu Heng followed into the VIP room, and the person across from him sat down and removed the hood, revealing bright blonde hair and delicate features.

“Sir, you are a day late,” the person said.

“Today is exactly 5 days.”

The person didn’t argue about the timing and squeezed out a smile, “Have you crafted the elixirs?”

“Yes, they’re ready.” Wu Heng took out two bottles of first-level corpse core potion, placed them on the table, and pushed them over.

The woman picked them up, took a look, and set them back down.

She then placed an item on the table.

[Veil of the Skilled Dancer]

[Category: Special Item.]

[Effect: When worn, it enables a person with no dancing skills to display superb dance abilities.]

[Side effect: Once used, it must be worn continuously for two hours.]

（Description: A veil worn by skilled dancers.）

A dancing special item?

This…

The woman spoke softly, “Sir, this is a dance veil. It can give anyone who wears it a good foundation in dancing. The side effect is that once used, it must be worn for the full duration of the dance, even if the ball has ended, until completed. Of course, you may rest in between as long as you complete the full two hours in one day.”

Wu Heng glanced at her.

In truth, this special item didn’t seem very useful.

He hadn’t attended any balls, and even if he did, he wouldn’t wear a lady’s veil to go dancing.

The thought alone was embarrassing.

Seeing he did not reach for it, the woman continued, “Sir, I will strive to prepare sothing better for you next ti.”

Wu Heng didn’t say much more, “It’s fine.”

He took the veil and put it away.

The woman smiled in return and gathered the potions.

Wu Heng looked at her, “Aren’t you going to verify the authenticity of the potions?”

The woman shook her head, “You rejected the terms I offered before; you would never deceive over this. I trust you.”

Previously, she had wanted Wu Heng to make potions exclusively for her.

She offered money, won, power—all were denied by Wu Heng.

In her view, Wu Heng lacked for nothing, so naturally, there was no need for him to deceive her over potions.

Wu Heng nodded slightly; it seed she wasn’t so bad after all.

The woman sat contemplatively, then slowly began to speak.

“Sir, do you have any other kinds of potions? Ones that can wake soone from a coma or extend their lifespan.”