Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

The radio suddenly spoke, scaring the two of them so much that their faces turned pale.

The Mediterranean man quickly glanced out the window and pasted the opened newspaper tightly again.

His tone was flustered, "What did you just say?"

The young man was a little unsure, "It seems to be someone from Xinfu City, contacting us."

When the two were talking.

The radio's voice sounded again.

"This is the Xinfu City Rescue Team. Can anyone in the Jinjiang Apartment District hear me?"

The second time, the two of them heard it clearly.

At the same time, a look of joy appeared on his face.

Really in contact with myself.

Saved.

"Dead! No one replied."

"There were still people talking a few days ago. It shouldn't happen now!"

"Are you serious? There are so many people living in Jinjiang Apartments. How can we save people?"

"The best we can do is let them escape on their own and gather somewhere. How can we possibly go in and rescue them?"

"Bless you, Amen."

Discussions from other shelters were immediately heard on the public frequency band.

I was surprised that the Xinfu City base was really going to rescue people, and I also wondered if something had happened since no one responded to the call from Jinjiang Apartment.

The young man handed the homemade microphone to the Mediterranean man, "Uncle Wang, please tell them quickly."

The Mediterranean man picked up the microphone and said, "This is Jinjiang Apartment. Are you guys here?"

Inside the radio station, the discussions in the various shelters came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone remained silent, as if waiting for a response from the other side.

A voice came from the radio again, "We have arrived at the east gate of Jinjiang Apartment. Please prepare to evacuate and bring the necessary supplies. Do not bring lethal weapons or infectious dangerous goods."

The eyes of the two people in the room widened instantly.

Are they coming?

At the east entrance of the apartment.

Are the skeletons killing the zombies outside really theirs?

The young man quickly walked to the window, opened it, and stuck his head out to look towards the east gate.

Looking down, a large number of skeletons surrounded an exaggeratedly modified truck parked on the side of the road.

"Uncle Wang, there really are survivors, and they really are here to pick us up."

The Mediterranean man walked over quickly and looked over.

After the surprise, there was some worry.

"Do we want to leave with them? They look different from other rescue teams." The Mediterranean man suddenly hesitated.

The young man said firmly, "Uncle Wang, if we don't leave now, we won't survive long if we stay here."

That's true, but if I really stayed, how long could I live?

"Then go pack your things and take away everything you need to take away."

"it is good!"

The young man went to pack his belongings.

The Mediterranean man picked up the radio microphone again and said, "We saw your convoy and are packing up now."

"Wait for our news and come down then."

"it is good!"

……

After the two finished talking, the radio station was silent for a few seconds.

There was a noisy discussion again.

"Damn, he really went over to save someone!"

"We are on Yunpo Road, can you come to rescue us?"

"We are in Tianhai Building, requesting help. There is a lot of money in the safe, all of which can be given to you."

"..."

Calls for help were heard one after another.

People kept reporting their locations and asking for help.

……

The battlefield downstairs.

As the last zombie fell, the entire area fell silent.

A cold wind blew.

The sickening stench of decay wafted away and then filled the air again.

"Clean the battlefield."

The skeletons were back in action, dragging bodies and clearing the way.

Wu Heng opened the panel and looked at the experience points.

[Level: Level 17 (137851/265000)]

The population of provinces and regions is more densely populated than that of ordinary cities.

Coming from the factory, we went straight to the Jinjiang Apartment, and the number of zombies killed along the way was almost 9.

Calculate at this speed.

Clean it two more times and you'll almost reach level 18.

Become a fifth-level professional.

The battlefield was almost cleaned up.

After Wu Heng transformed the corpses of the evolved zombies and collected all the dropped corpse cores, he began to release the [Dead Battlefield] along the way.

Skeletons stood up from the ground.

Shaking his body, he slowly joined the queue of skeletons.

Soon, the number of skeletons covered the entire street, with no end in sight.

At this time, Qi Hancai came over with two people.

Said: "Wang Haibing used to work in the power company, and Zhang Zhong just graduated from university, studying agriculture."

Then he introduced Wu Heng, "Our leader, you can call him Chief Wu or King."

"Chief Wu." The two men saluted nervously.

What you see from upstairs is different from what you see on site.

Since the view from upstairs is blocked by the building, only part of it can be seen.

Only after going downstairs did I realize how terrifying the number of skeletons was.

At that time, when someone was leading them through the group of skeletons, they even felt that they were being led, step by step, towards the underworld.

I just felt my body temperature getting colder.

Now I can see clearly that the leader is a young man, so young.

Wu Heng nodded and looked at Wang Haibing, who had bald hair, looked sloppy and disheveled, and appeared to be in his 50s.

"Can you design a power plant?"

"I participated in the design of power plants," Wang Haibing emphasized.

"Can you design it independently? Drawing of the blueprints, the various parts and the building specifications."

Wang Haibing fell silent and sweat began to form on his forehead.

After a pause, he said, "I dare not lie to you. I think I know the structure and operation of a power plant very well, but the design of the entire power plant requires many people to complete. I can't do it myself."

In fact, Wu Heng also knew this problem.

The design of a building requires many people to complete.

Even if we rescue one or two people, it would be difficult to complete the design of the power plant.

After thinking for a while, Wu Heng asked, "Can you restore the existing power plant for them?"

"As long as the damage is not serious, I have the confidence to restore it!" Wang Haibing said immediately.

Wu Heng nodded, "Okay, let's go back to the car and rest for a while, and then follow the convoy back to the base."

"Okay." The two of them walked back to the convoy carefully.

Qi Hancai asked, "Can't they?"

"Take him back and see if the power plant near the factory can restore power." Wu Heng continued, "Have everyone search the area nearby, load any useful items onto a truck, and bring them back later."

"Okay!" Qi Hancai picked up the walkie-talkie and assigned the task.

The survivors began searching for shops on both sides of the road.

A large number of skeletons were carrying various supplies onto the truck.

Wait until the sky gradually darkens.

The convoy began to return.

……

When we returned to the factory, it was already pitch dark.

The original plan was to take the newly joined Wang Haibing to visit the power plant near the factory.

Because it was too late, I gave up the idea.

It's decided to go there tomorrow, there's no need to rush.

The rest of the matters were left to Qi Hancai, while Wu Heng returned to his dormitory, passed through the gate, and headed to the City Lord's Mansion in Lentam City.

In Rentam City, the sky had already darkened.

I went downstairs carefully and ate something.

Returned to the bedroom again.

It was pitch black inside the room, and Wen Mansha could be vaguely seen lying on her side.

Tiptoe to bed.

Wen Mansha turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"Am I disturbing you?" Wu Heng looked into the other person's eyes and asked softly.

"No." Wen Mansha got into his arms and continued, "I contacted Minnie through that radio station during the day. We chatted for a while and I missed the time when we were together."

"How's Treasure Island?" Wu Heng hugged the other person.

"It's nothing. Minnie said that a little pirate named Philippa returned to the island and brought back a lot of pirate corpses. Andvier reviewed the caravans on the island, selected a few reputable ones to cooperate with, and signed cargo agreements." Wen Mansha recalled and answered softly.

It seems that everything is normal.

Wu Heng nodded, his departure would not have much impact on the entire Treasure Island.

After all, when I was here, I often went to the zombie world, and Treasure Island would operate normally.

"I told her that I was having a baby. Minnie was so envious that she said she would come over to see us next time." Wen Mansha said with a smile.

"It's time to bring them back to see each other, there's a chance!"

"Yeah!" Wen Mansha nodded in response, pulling his hand up and placing it on her chest, "It's a little swollen, Master, help me rub it."

Wu Heng gently applied force, "It is a lot bigger."

Wen Mansha smiled and said, "Do you want me to help you?"

"How can I help? It's not convenient for you."

"Sit by the bed and hold me up."

Wu Heng stood up, covered her with a blanket, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Wen Mansha knelt in front of him, her movements slow and gentle.

……

The next day, at the dining table.

Wu Heng and Wen Mansha had breakfast together.

"Is he the city's deputy deacon or the orc shaman?" Wu Heng put down his chopsticks and asked directly.

When he was the captain of the association.

The deputy deacon of Rentam City is a shaman of the Orcs and an honorary deputy deacon of the local area. As long as he is there, the orcs in the city will not cause too much trouble.

He has a strong prestige among the orcs.

"Well, it's still him. The city of Rentam has basically not changed." Wen Mansha replied.

"what do you say that is?"

"Askhar."

"Ask him to come over. I got several purchase agreements for the Orc Zone from the corpse last time. Let's see if we can take over." Wu Heng said directly.

The businessman who was killed last time had several purchase agreements in his space ring.

Let's see if I can take over here.

Wen Mansha frowned slightly and reminded: "Those orcs are not easy to contact."

"That's why I need to talk to this shaman."

Wen Mansha nodded, "Then I'll ask him to come over this afternoon?"

"Well, come over this afternoon."

The two chatted for a while, and Wen Mansha took the housekeeper to the office study.

Wu Heng went upstairs, found a room and headed to the zombie world.

……

Walk out of the gate.

Wu Heng walked down the stairs slowly.

After waiting at the door for a while, the convoy drove over directly.

Get on the co-pilot.

The convoy drove directly out of the factory and headed for a nearby power plant.

This place has been cleaned before.

The journey was relatively smooth and we didn't encounter any zombies or dangers.

The convoy stopped outside the power plant.

The rusty iron gate was half-open, and the yard was covered with withered yellow weeds covered with white snow.

Bang~!

The iron door was knocked open directly.

More than twenty zombies rushed out, crowded and roaring.

Wow~!

Without any orders, the skeleton took a step forward and used its sharp spear to push back the zombies that were rushing towards him.

Then, dense spears kept falling on the zombies, killing them all.

Have the skeleton open all the doors.

Everyone walked in directly.

The power plant is bigger than I imagined, with huge chimneys, warehouses, and equipment workshops.

Wu Heng stood outside and waited for a while.

Wang Haibing and several other survivors who were skilled in electrical work came out.

"How is it?" Wu Heng asked.

Wang Haibing said: "After a quick look, the device automatically shut down. It seems that there is no damage at present, so it should not affect its use, but it still needs to be checked carefully."

“Is it thermal power generation?”

"Yes! To provide electricity, you need a lot of fuel to provide heat."

Wu Heng nodded, "Pick a few people to be in charge of the inspection here in the next few days, and then I will tell you what to do."

"Okay." Wang Haibing agreed.

Shut down the power plant again and leave some skeletons to guard it.

The convoy returned.

……

in the afternoon.

Rentam City, the City Lord's Mansion.

An orc shaman, wearing a very tribal robe, was sitting on the sofa in the hall, leaning on a wooden staff.

On the other side, Wen Mansha was smiling and chatting with the other party.

Footsteps sounded from upstairs.

Some old orc shamans raised their heads and looked upwards.

And then, his brows frowned slightly.