Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Island Lord's Mansion.

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

The speed of reputation growth this time was much faster than the last time, and it could even be said to have doubled.

Is the story popular?

But it has just been serialized in the second issue, and the total is less than 6,000 words.

No matter how you look at it, it can't be popular at this time!

Although he was suspicious, his reputation was really improving.

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

As long as it helps his reputation, it doesn't matter if he changes the protagonist's name.

Thinking in his heart, Xiao Xiao flew back from outside.

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

"Sales are so good?"

He thought about it.

Places like ports are places with relatively large population mobility.

People who go to the island look strange, and it is normal to buy a newspaper to read. People who leave the island will stay on the boat for a longer time, and buying newspapers can also kill time.

"Now, do they all have money?"

"Some bought individually, and some bought with a few people." Xiao Xiao answered.

It is also a way to save money if several people pool their money to buy a copy and take turns to read it.

"It is also a way. As long as everyone likes our newspaper, it is fine if several people pool their money to buy it." Wu Heng said.

The main thing is to improve reputation, and the effect is not bad.

Even if it does not make money, as long as the reputation can continue to grow, this newspaper will continue to be serialized.

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

"Why?" Wu Heng asked.

"They said that the ending position is not good, and the ending of the story makes them uncomfortable."

Wu Heng understood the problem of the chapter break.

He has read the novel rewritten by Glenda. The story is still the original story, but the ending position is broken.

I think Glenda learned it from reading modern articles.

"Don't tell your aunt, lest she gets angry."

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

...

Lighthouse Street Tavern.

"Fuck! 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 interrupted here."

"It's so hateful."

"He deserves to die~! If I know who interrupted the article, I will burn her with fire." A dwarf with a fiery red beard slapped the table and cursed loudly.

Snap~!

As soon as the voice fell.

The crisp sound of slapping resounded throughout the tavern.

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

"Why did you hit yourself?"

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

The red-bearded dwarf was stunned in place, his face was burning from his own slap, and his angry eyes were much clearer.

After thinking carefully, he sat back in his original position carefully.

He whispered a few words of apology to the surroundings.

No more talking, lowering his head to drink.

…

The island owner's mansion.

Grenda also flew back.

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

Wu Heng estimated in his mind.

Before the next issue comes out, this second issue will continue to be sold.

It is indeed okay to print more.

"You are right, let's print more."

He took the two ghosts downstairs and went to the printing machine factory.

He gave the skeleton workers a task to continue printing more newspapers for the second issue.

"When do you plan to release the next issue?" Grenda asked again.

"The time should be extended a little, 7 days, the time is too tight, the city hall can't collect intelligence, and our newspaper can't just update the story."

"Yeah, that's right!" Grenda nodded, and then said, "I think it will be more popular if we publish a separate one that only updates the story."

"That's a novel"

After explaining the task.

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

Follow the maids to the restaurant.

After lunch, return to the study and head to the zombie world.

…

Walking out of the boundary gate, it is still the dormitory where he lives.

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 conference room!"

Li Yahong has arrived with people?

The action is quite fast.

Press the intercom, "I'll go now."

Pick up the down jacket on the hanger and put it on, then go out to the conference room.

In the conference room.

There are many people sitting on both sides of the long and narrow conference table.

Qi Hancai, with her confidants, Gao Rong and two other technicians, sits on the left side of the conference table.

Li Yahong sits on the right side with a few others.

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

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

Each reported the situation.

Li Yahong asked, "Sister Qi said that we need to arrange people to participate in cleaning up the zombies?"

Wu Heng nodded and looked 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 enter the cities along the railway in both the forward and backward directions to clear the zombies and rescue the survivors."

Everyone present frowned.

Except Qi Hancai, no one else knew about this plan.

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

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

Now that they have heard the details, they are all a little 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 battle will be completed by the skeletons. The selected people will follow the skeletons and do not need to participate in the battle directly. Their main job is to communicate with the rescued survivors, report the itinerary and progress at any time, and arrange supplies and other things. 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 also doing the rest now.

"Qi Hancai and Li Yahong, each of you choose a captain to be mainly responsible for this matter."

Qi Hancai took the lead and said, "On our side, Bai Qing will be responsible for this matter."

Bai Qing stood up on the side.

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

He is considered Qi Hancai's confidant.

"Leader, I guarantee that the task will be completed."

"Well, you know the process, this kind of thing should not be difficult."

"Yes!"

On Li Yahong's side, several people gathered together and whispered.

Soon, Li Yahong turned around and said, "Hong Dedong is leading our team."

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

Hong Dedong was also one of the people who joined the base earlier.

"Well, you two stay here first, and I will arrange the skeletons, and you can also get familiar with them."

"Yes!" The two nodded.

The work of the skeleton logistics team was completed.

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

"Okay." Qi Hancai nodded in response.

The meeting ended, and everyone walked out together.

...

Just walked out of the corridor.

The sound of chasing footsteps came from behind.

Qiangzi ran over quickly and said, "My lord, I have a new blueprint, please see if it works!"

"Another blueprint?"

Originally, when he was in the Xinfu City base, Qiangzi had a rich imagination.

There were quite a lot of designs such as iron wolf whisks and zombie power treadmills.

Some are useless, but some 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 went outside to inquire about the information from the people in the Yanshen Shelter.

It has been used until now and is still very useful.

"Let's take a look. Why are you sneaking around like this?" Wu Heng asked.

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

The first page is a few flying dragons. Qiangzi introduced, "The first plan is to add machine guns to the skeleton flying dragon. The inside of the sternum is just as a magazine to store a large number of bullets. There is also a flamethrower. The oil pipe runs along the neck to the mouth. The chest cavity is the fuel tank. The mouth has a flint. Open the mouth and ignite the oil gun with the flint to create the effect of mouth spraying fire, which can burn zombies on a large scale."