Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Island owner's mansion.

Wu Heng looked at the reputation on the panel and raised his eyebrows slightly.

This time, the speed at which fame grew was much faster than last time, even doubling.

Is the story popular?

But it’s only the second issue, and the total number of words is less than 6.

No matter what, it can't be popular at this time!

Although I have doubts in my heart, my reputation is actually improving.

It seems that Granda's decision to change the protagonist of the story to himself was the right one.

As long as it helps with your reputation, there's nothing wrong with changing the protagonist's name.

Thinking in his mind, Xiaoxiao flew back from outside.

Floating in the air, he said, "Uncle, the newspapers are selling really well today. When I went to the port, all the newspapers were sold out."

"Sales are so good?"

Then I thought about it.

Places like ports have relatively large population flows.

People who come to the island look at it curiously, and it is normal to buy a newspaper to read. People who leave the island will stay on the boat longer, and buying a newspaper can also help pass the time.

“Now, they all have money?”

“Some were bought individually, and some were bought by several people pooling their money together,” Xiaoxiao replied.

A few people pooling their money to buy a copy and taking turns reading it is also a way to save money.

"It's a solution. As long as everyone likes our newspaper, it's fine if a few people pool their money to buy it." Wu Heng said.

It’s mainly about increasing your reputation, and the effect is pretty good.

Even if it doesn't make money, as long as its reputation continues to grow, the newspaper will continue to serialize it.

Xiao Xiao flew to the other side, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "I also heard someone scolding Aunt Glenda, saying that she had a bad heart, and they wanted to find out who wrote it, and they wanted to break her legs. They definitely don't know that Auntie has no legs now."

"Because of what?" Wu Heng asked.

"They said the ending was not in a good place, and they were upset where the story ended."

Wu Heng understood the problem of the broken chapter.

He had read Granda's rewrite of the novel. The story was still the same as the original, but the ending was cut off.

Glenda should have learned this from reading modern articles.

"Don't tell your aunt, or she'll be mad."

Xiao Xiao nodded, "Yeah, I'm afraid she'll take the sword and kill them."

……

Beacon Street Tavern.

"Shit! It's the critical moment again. I can't wait to give him a few punches."

"This ghostwriter has bad intentions. The newspaper took our money and deliberately ended here."

“It’s just hateful.”

"He deserves to die! If I find out who interrupted the article, I will burn her to death." A dwarf with a fiery red beard slammed the table and cursed loudly.

Bang bang~!

The voice just fell.

The crisp sound of applause echoed throughout the tavern.

The man who stood up and cursed looked at his hand in surprise, then touched his aching face.

"Why are you hitting yourself?"

"I... I don't know."

The red-bearded dwarf stood there in a daze, his face burning from the slap he had made, and his angry eyes became much clearer.

After thinking it over carefully, he carefully sat back in his seat.

He whispered a few words of apology to everyone around him.

He stopped talking and lowered his head to drink.

……

Island owner's mansion.

Glenda also flew back.

He said: "The newspapers sold well this time. People read newspapers all along the way. I think we can print more. People come to the island every day and buy them. It can also help people on the island develop the habit of reading newspapers."

Wu Heng estimated in his mind.

This second issue will continue to be sold until the next issue comes out.

It is indeed possible to print more.

"You're right, let's go print some more."

Take the two ghosts downstairs and head to the printing machinery factory.

Give the skeleton workers the task of continuing to print more copies of the second issue of the newspaper.

"When is the next issue going to be released?" Granda asked again.

"We need to extend the time a little further, say seven days. The time is too tight for the City Hall to collect intelligence, and our newspaper can't just update the story."

"Yeah, that's right!" Glenda nodded and continued, "I think it would be more popular if I post a separate update of just the story."

“That’s a novel.”

Complete the task.

Walking out of the printing room, Robe ran over and called him to eat.

Follow the maids to the restaurant.

After lunch, I returned to the study and headed to the zombie world.

……

Walking out of the gate, you will still see the dormitory where you live.

Wu Heng glanced out the window, picked up the intercom that was charging in the side cabinet, and called Qi Hancai.

Soon, Qi Hancai's voice came from the other side, "Sister Yahong is here, we are in the meeting room!"

Li Yahong arrived with her people?

The action is quite fast.

Press the intercom, "I'm coming over now."

I picked up the down jacket on the hanger and put it on, then went out to the meeting room.

In the conference room.

There were quite a few people sitting on both sides of the long conference table.

Qi Hancai, his confidants, Gao Rong and two other technicians sat on the left side of the conference table.

Li Yahong sat on the right with a few other people.

Seeing Wu Heng come in, everyone stood up and greeted him.

Wu Heng sat down at the first seat, followed by the others.

Each of them reported the situation.

Li Yahong asked, "Sister Qi said we need to arrange for someone to help clean up the zombies?"

Wu Heng nodded and glanced at everyone.

He said directly: "Recently, the survivor bases in various places have sent us rescue requests. Although we are not a rescue team, we are developing well now. If we have the ability, we should try our best to help the survivors in other areas."

Everyone nodded slightly to show that they understood.

Wu Heng continued, "So, I plan to form two pioneering teams to follow the railroad tracks and enter the cities along the way in both the forward and backward directions to clear out the zombies and rescue the survivors."

Everyone present frowned.

No one else knew about this plan except Qi Hancai.

Even Li Yahong was only notified to select people from the base to participate in clearing the zombies, and the specific situation was not clear.

After all, the content of the radio station is public, and some things are not convenient to announce directly before a decision is made.

Now that we have heard the details, we are all confused and worried.

Li Yahong thought for a moment and asked softly, "What are the responsibilities of the base personnel in forming a team?"

Wu Heng explained, "The main battles will be carried out by the skeletons. The selected people will follow the skeletons and do not need to directly participate in the battles. Their main job is to communicate with the rescued survivors, report their itinerary and progress at any time, and arrange for supplies. It can be understood that you are responsible for everything except fighting."

Huh~!

People on both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as they don't directly participate in the battle, they are doing the rest now.

"Qi Hancai and Li Yahong, each of you choose a captain to be in charge of this matter."

Qi Hancai took the lead and said, "On our side, Bai Qing will be in charge of this matter."

On the side, Bai Qing stood up.

He is less than 30 years old and is an old man who came from Dong'an Village with Qi Hancai.

He is considered Qi Hancai's confidant.

"Leader, make sure the mission is completed."

"Well, you know the process, this shouldn't be difficult."

"Yes!"

On Li Yahong's side, several people gathered together and talked in a low voice.

Not long after, Li Yahong turned around and said, "Hong Dedong is leading our team."

A middle-aged man with a beard stood up and said, "My lord! I promise to complete the task."

Hong Dedong was also one of the first people to join the base.

"Well, you two stay here for now. I'll arrange the skeletons and you can familiarize yourself with them."

"Yes!" The two nodded.

The Skeleton Logistics Team's work is completed.

Wu Heng continued, "Qi Hancai, tomorrow we will go to the original site of the provincial rescue team and seize control of the railway. You will arrange a convoy."

"Okay." Qi Hancai nodded in response.

The meeting ended and everyone walked outside together.

……

Just walked out of the corridor.

There was the sound of pursuing footsteps behind me.

Qiangzi ran over quickly and said, "My lord, I have a new blueprint. Can you see if it works?"

"Are there any more blueprints?"

When he was at the Xinfu City base, Qiangzi had a very rich imagination.

There are quite a lot of designs, such as the iron wolf whisk and the zombie power-generating treadmill.

Some of them are useless, but some of them are actually pretty good.

For example, the solid iron bullet was proposed by Qiangzi. Although he did not invent it, he had an idea and got the information from the people outside the Yanshen Shelter.

I have been using it until now and it is still very useful.

"Let's take a look. Why are you acting so sneaky?" Wu Heng asked.

"Sister Hong doesn't let me mess around." After saying that, she took out a small book from her pocket. After opening it, you could see the pattern on it.

The first page showed several flying dragons. Qiangzi introduced them, "The first plan is to add machine guns to the skeleton flying dragons. The inside of the sternum is just right as a magazine to store a large amount of bullets. Another plan is to add a flamethrower. The oil pipe runs along the neck to the mouth. The chest cavity is the fuel tank. The mouth has a flint. When the mouth is opened, the flint is used to ignite the oil gun, making the mouth spit fire, which can burn zombies in a large area."