Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

"I thought it was daybreak!"

"A new lighting prop? How could they put something like this outside?"

"These poles have been erected these days. I thought they were going to hang some flags, but it turns out they are just these."

"How many new things does this new island owner have?"

"Fried beans, mare's milk slices, dried fish, beer, champagne..."

The people gathered outside were gradually attracted by the lights and gathered together.

Large groups of skeletons began to patrol, forcing some people who had climbed up restlessly to slide down obediently.

Everyone was curious about the effect of the light, and was also surprised that Treasure Island would leave this kind of thing outside for others to use.

Props that can provide lighting are not uncommon.

But the quantity remains scarce and can only be used by some powerful people.

The caravan representatives living in the mansion in the central area were analyzing the types of magic items and the future development of Treasure Island.

Deacon's residence, second floor window.

Xilagui was wearing a loose nightgown, standing in front of the window looking at the bright street outside.

At this point, I also understood the purpose of the poles erected on the streets.

"It's really unexpected. The Elf King's City was not as spectacular as it is now." Shi Yali walked over from behind and sighed softly.

Xi Lagui glanced at her sister and said, "If you had seen him bomb hundreds of pirate ships and perhaps light up a street, you wouldn't be surprised."

"Do you know that he set up this kind of prop in the central area?" Shi Yali wondered.

"I don't know. He is the owner of the island. He doesn't need to tell me about the island construction." Xilagui replied calmly.

Shi Yali smiled and put her arm around her sister's shoulders. "If you don't keep an eye on him, what if someone else gets him first?"

"I think you should go back and find a man to marry!" Xilagui shook off the other's arm.

"To be honest, I think he is more than level 12. Being appointed as the island master by the association at this age is already a rare genius among humans. Moreover, as the level increases, the lifespan also increases. The only thing is that he won't be as good-looking when he gets older." Shi Yali muttered to herself.

Xi Lagui widened her eyes and looked at her in disbelief.

I didn't expect that I would think so far ahead.

He really intends to hand her over to Wu Heng.

Shi Yali noticed the other person's gaze and said, "Why are you looking at me? If you don't take the initiative, what will happen if someone else spots you in the future? Can you still be like those little slaves of his and be a maid accompanying him in bed?"

"Are you serious? You've only known him for a few days."

Shi Yali shrugged, "I can't help it. I only have a sister like you who can do me a favor by saving my life."

"Give yourself to him, what do you want me to do?"

"Are you willing? Then come and cry to me. I can't stand you."

Xilagui was silent for a moment, then turned around, picked up the armor and put it on.

"What are you doing, so late at night?" Shi Yali asked.

"I can't chat with you while I'm out on patrol." said Xilagui.

"I'll go with you. It seems quite lively outside." Shi Yali also put on armor.

The two men walked out of their residence while bickering in low voices.

……

The next day, Beacon Street.

The bard stood on a wooden box on the street, holding a notice in one hand and speaking loudly.

"The street lights in the central area have been officially completed. The street lights can provide lighting for the roads, promote smooth traffic, facilitate night patrols, and reduce the chance of crime at night."

Everyone was talking in low voices, it turned out that thing was called a street lamp.

The name is simple and easy to remember.

The bard continued speaking loudly.

"This type of street lamp is not only for the nobles in the central area. The island owner promised that it will also be installed in Lighthouse Street and various residential areas. Then all residents will experience the convenience of this magic item."

"At the same time, patrols will be stepped up on the island to prevent any possible violent incidents. Anyone who attempts to endanger the lives and property of islanders will be targeted for capture and killing by the guards."

"The third point is the construction of the island and patrols for shipping safety. Treasure Island will form an escort fleet to escort all merchant caravans heading to Treasure Island and create a good business environment for merchant caravans from all over the world."

“I hope everyone can work together to create a happy and beautiful home.”

After the words were spoken, the whole audience remained silent.

Will this kind of prop also be provided to ordinary residents?

The island owner wrote a report to ordinary residents?

this…….

It seems different from before.

"The island owner said that we should build our home together!"

Wow~!

The whole place was instantly boiling with excitement, and everyone started talking.

……

Tavern private room.

"What? He wants to erect such street lights in Lighthouse Street and the port?" A caravan representative paused and looked at the person who just came in with a puzzled look.

"Yes! This morning's news, the flyers distributed by the Island Owner's Mansion." Another representative raised the flyer in his hand.

"Really?"

"It's clearly written in the propaganda, and some bards are also announcing this. It's already been said, how could it be false?" The other party took a sip of wine and continued, "It also says that a fleet will be formed to escort the route and create a good shipping environment."

this…….

The central area was as bright as day last night and it lasted all night.

It disappeared in the early morning.

Everyone was amazed and impressed by the island owner's courage and the magic of the new props.

Today, the entire Lighthouse Street and the port will be equipped with such props, and the shipping routes will also be escorted.

This is different from last night.

If this could really be implemented, the entire island would be open day and night, and caravans would be able to dock even at night.

Several people were silent and looked at the flyers one after another.

One of them stood up and said, "I have something to do. I need to go back first. We will meet again tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Another person also stood up and said, "I will also tell the merchant group about this matter. Let's meet again next time."

As he was talking, the others also reacted.

They all got up and left.

……

association.

Shi Yali frowned and looked at her sister.

"Did he really come from a small place? Did he lie to you?"

Xi Lagui put the flyer aside and said, "It's written in the association's documents, with the time and signature of the local deacon, how could it be fake!"

"Where did he get all these strange and bizarre props?"

Xilagui suddenly remembered, "He said these were his things from his hometown, and he came here because of some unexpected events."

Shi Yali sat aside, resting her chin on her hand and thinking for a while, "Then he must be a royal noble. The tone and spirit of his speech are not like that of an ordinary person. I am optimistic about him."

Xilagui glared at her, then picked up the flyer and read it again.

……

The island owner's estate.

The notice was sent out early in the morning.

Wu Heng watched his fame gradually grow.

[Reputation: Level 18 (9117/48000)]

Since the street lights came on last night, Wu Heng's reputation began to gradually increase, and it increased to more than nine thousand one hundred during the day today.

The reputation has increased by nearly two thousand points, and it is still increasing slowly.

Throughout the entire Treasure Island, all the islanders knew that they had become the owners of the island.

In this case, it is still improving.

It seems that fame is not just about having everyone know you. The degree of recognition should also be counted in fame.

This is also a good thing for Wu Heng.

You can continuously gain reputation points by improving the management locations of both worlds.

"The direction of Treasure Island is to develop in a modern way, issue more notices, and accumulate reputation." Wu Heng thought.

If the notice is effective, then the idea of ​​newspapers will definitely be effective as well. When they are sold, the price cannot be too high, and everyone should be able to afford it.

The content should not be too boring. It should mainly promote Treasure Island and your own situation. It would be best to also serialize some comics and novels so that they have to buy them.

"One Piece won't work. They're all like Yuri. It'll be hard to be a pirate after watching it. Then ask Minnie and the others what kind of comics they like."

By then, newspapers will also be sent to various places via caravans. I don’t believe that my reputation will not increase at all.

"I don't believe it. My reputation won't meet the standards and I won't be a hero."

After Wu Heng thought it over, he stood up and walked out of the room.

……

"Minnie!" Wu Heng went downstairs and called softly.

In the courtyard, Minnie and two other maids were feeding the flying dragon in the iron cage.

The flying dragon that was originally in a seriously injured state has recovered and seems to be two times fatter than before.

The food in the island owner’s mansion is really...

You can make them fat by feeding them anything.

Minnie handed the bowl of food she was using to feed the dragon to Annette, wiped her hands, and ran in quickly, "Master, do you want something to eat?"

"No, and I can't eat all the time." Wu Heng sat down and said, "I'm planning to set up a newspaper. Do you think it's better to publish some comics or novels?"

"What's a newspaper?" Minnie's eyes widened.

"It's a newspaper that's distributed to the public. It publishes some events or situations in various countries. In a corner, it has comics or novels."

Minnie pondered for a moment and whispered, "Master, the dialogue and story on a page of a comic book can take up a lot of space. I feel that novels are more suitable."

Oops, Minnie is right.

The serialization of stories must also be coherent and have a certain story quality.

Although comics are expressive, the pictures and dialogues do not fit into the corner of a newspaper.

You can't just cut out a page of a comic book and send it out; it won't be able to turn it into a story.

"What you said makes sense." Wu Heng agreed.

Minnie smiled and said, "This is how I feel. Whether it is suitable or not depends on you."

"As for novels, what type of novels do you think is suitable for the current market?" Wu Heng asked again.

Minnie has never read any novels from the modern world.

The patterns are mainly cartoons, and Minnie has also taught herself some Chinese characters so she can understand them.

But novels are a bit difficult, as they are filled with densely packed words and are hard to understand.

Minnie frowned and thought for a moment, "Women like to read about princes and princesses, or love stories between nobles. Also, more popular are the adventure stories of small teams published by the association."

This is similar to modern novels.

The female market likes romance, while the male market likes passion and adventure.

Wu Heng nodded, "I understand, I'll choose one then."

"Uh-huh."

The two chatted about newspapers for a while.

Minnie went out and continued feeding the flying dragon with others. Wu Heng took the skeleton and went to the power plant to check the situation.

The entire power plant is like a protected fortress.

There are skeletons guarding the walls, equipped with rifles and machine guns.

Inside the institute, there are well-trained and proficient skeletons of power plants, who run the entire power plant.

In fact, power plants do not necessarily need to be guarded in this way.

But this world is different. Power generation is a new thing. If it is not kept under control, there will always be curious and smart people coming to cause trouble.

Just like last night, a lot of people were caught climbing telephone poles to see why they were glowing.

After confirming that there are no problems and it can run fully.

Return to your residence.

……

It was already noon when Wu Heng returned to the manor.

He re-examined his reputation.

[Reputation: Level 18 (12217/48000)]

The effect of the flyer is very good. After one morning, the number has exceeded 10,000.

Now it seems that the growth rate is not that slow.

Subsequent newspapers will be distributed to various places to promote ourselves more, and the effect will definitely be better.

Wu Heng frowned and thought.

Minnie came down from upstairs, "Master, in the radio room, Sister Wen Mansha has replied to your message."

"Okay." Wu Heng stood up and went straight upstairs.

The last time we contacted each other was when I just came back from Rentam City.

I went all the way up to the third floor and entered the room inside the radio station.

He picked up the notebook with the location of the Wenmansa radio station and took a look at it.

The handwriting is not dry yet, it must have been just written.

"Under the coordination of the orc shaman, we have already negotiated several mining agreements with the tribes, and we can start mining soon."

"Promising orcs more jobs has become a popular thing. I heard that many chiefs of orc tribes have gone to find the shaman. Some even sent me fine furs and gems. Who says orcs are more practical? I think they also know how to give money and gifts."

"In the past few days, a large number of Yeko Kingdom residents have poured into Rentam City. At first, we thought they were enemies sent to the city. After some investigation, we found that they were just ordinary residents and some businessmen and dignitaries. They brought their assets to Rentam City and bought properties. It seems that they plan to settle down there."

Wu Heng took a look at the matter of the Shaman Minerals, which was what he had talked about with the Orc Shaman in Rentam City.

It has only been decided now, and it doesn’t seem as simple as it was said at the beginning.

A large number of residents from the Yeko Kingdom appeared in the city of Rentam.

The port of Netale City in the Yeko Kingdom had already been closed.

Pick up the phone.

Wu Heng said: "Wen Mansha, can you hear me?"

A somewhat delighted voice came from the other side, "Master, I can hear you."

Hearing this voice, Wu Heng felt a sense of longing in his heart and asked, "How is your health? How is the baby?"

Wen Mansha's voice was filled with smiles, "Everything is fine, don't worry, it's just that my milk supply has been sufficient recently and you haven't been here."

"What are you talking about? It's as if I want to eat."

"When the baby comes out, it won't have an owner."

"I can still compete with the child."

"Hehe!" Wen Mansha laughed softly.

Wu Heng continued to ask: "Why are so many residents of Yeko Kingdom going to Rentam City?"

Wen Mansha's voice also became serious. "Some of the rich and powerful are fine. They came with money to buy real estate and shops. The rest came in and formed several new gangs to compete with local gangs for territory. Many people died."

"Have you found out why they gathered in Rentam City?"

Wen Mansha paused and said, "It seems so. The old king is dead."