Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

Shanara raised her eyebrows, "Where do you mean where?"

"For example, the main city of a country or race, some important cities." Wu Heng expressed his thoughts.

"This is too difficult. The transmission of information is inherently difficult. The number of main cities and important cities in the country you mentioned is more than you think." Shannara touched his hair gently, "So, set a limit for yourself. The target is a bit too big, you can choose the area around the Emerald Sea.”

Wu Heng hugged the other party and was lost in thought.

What he was thinking about was not printing Treasure Island and transporting it to various places.

Instead, newspapers were established in each city. First, local news could be collected quickly instead of getting news from some traveling merchants.

The second point is to spread your story on a larger scale and collect fame.

The information transmission that Shannara mentioned can be accomplished by relying on the radio station, which is nothing more than arranging some people to guard the position of the radio station.

The main reason is the insufficient number of printing presses.

Now there are only three, and they can no longer be distributed to various places.

"Now is indeed not the time, but we can make arrangements first." Wu Heng raised his head and pulled off one of the opponent's shoulder straps.

"What are you doing, outside!" Shannella grabbed the slipped shoulder strap.

"It's okay, Minnie and the others are reading comics in the living room. They won't disturb us before eating." Wu Heng said.

Shanara still let go of her hand and allowed the other party to pull down the shoulder strap.

The shoulder strap hangs on one side, revealing light white underwear.

Wu Heng put his arm around Shanara's back and opened the buckle of her underwear.

When sitting, it was already a little loose. The shoulders of the long skirt were taken off, and the shoulder straps of the underwear were opened and slid down together.

Exquisite and beautiful collarbones, white breasts, plump, white and tender, tall and round.

Although I have seen it before, I still don’t get tired of it.

Like a perfect handicraft.

Wu Heng leaned in for a kiss, and Shanara stretched out a finger and gently pressed it against the other person's forehead, "Okay, it's all sweat. I'll wait until I take a shower next time."

"It's okay." Wu Heng leaned forward gently and took it in his mouth.

Shanara also started to blush slightly, hugged each other, and gently stroked the hair.

After a while, Wu Heng raised his head and said: "Based on your experience in doing business for so many years, you said that I would launch a potion that can enhance your physical fitness as long as you take it. The effect is almost the same as going up one or two levels. Is that okay?" There is a market.”

"Just like a child." Shanara took out a handkerchief, wiped the saliva on it, and then said: "If there is such a potion, we can only become a famous potion supplier. Of course, we will definitely make a lot of money, but Can’t become a caravan.”

"Then what do I need to do to become a caravan?"

"It has sufficient funds, has its own business scope, and can establish contact with caravans from other countries, at least some of them must be involved." Shannella said.

"Okay, I'll think about it again."

Shanara put her clothes back on and asked, "Do you really have this potion?"

"Yes." Wu Heng nodded.

Shanara looked at him seriously and said, "Don't say anything outside, just like your level, otherwise it will cause trouble for you. Let me think about how to deal with this matter."

"Don't worry, I know." Wu Heng said.

"So good!"

"Can you please stop acting like you're dealing with a child?"

"Okay, my self-esteem is quite strong."

"Stay here tonight!"

Shanara shook her head, "It will take two days. After the things at the residence are settled, I will find another opportunity to come over."

"Alright."

The two sat in the stone pavilion and chatted for a while.

Shanara left the island owner's mansion, and Wu Heng also returned to his residence.

…

It's approaching dusk.

Had dinner together.

Minnie came down from upstairs and said, "Master, there is news from Sister Wen Mansha."

Wen Mansha had indeed not contacted herself for a while.

Wu Heng walked toward the stairs and said, "I'm going to take a look. Don't you want to go to Shanara's place? Come back early."

"Okay Master." After saying that, he greeted the other maids and left the island owner's mansion together.

Walking towards Shannella's newly purchased residence.

Wu Heng went upstairs and entered the radio room.

Wen Mansha took a look at her record book and found that it did record the information that she came to see her if something happened.

Picked up the phone and said directly: "Mansha Wen, can you hear me?"

There was a busy voice on the other end of the phone, and then a woman said: "Sir, my wife is eating in the restaurant, I asked her to come over."

Hearing the voice and the other party's name, it should be Wen Mansha's housekeeper.

It's called Hartle.

Soon, Wen Mansha's voice came over, "Master."

"Wen Mansha, I saw your message. Do you have anything to ask me?" Wu Heng asked.

Wen Mansha's tone was a little serious and she said: "Deacon Slater sent a corpse. Female, in her 20s, named Lobelini. She said she had provided you with information before."

Provided information?

Wu Heng frowned and recalled the name.

Those sent by Slater must be residents of Blackstone Town.

I lived there for a while, but I really don’t remember such a person’s name.

Moreover, I was only a small team member at that time, and I had never come across the concept of cultivating eyeliners.

"No impression? What are its characteristics?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

Wen Mansha paused and said, "The appearance is a little blurry, and it is difficult to recognize the characteristics of her appearance, but I heard from Deacon Slater that she used to work in the tavern and her name was Benny at that time."

Benny...

Wu Heng's eyes widened instantly.

Benny is dead.

In Wu Heng's mind, the image of the one who always had a smile in the tavern instantly emerged.

The tone also became serious, "I remember that she provided me with information before. How did she die?"

"The news from Deacon Slater is that after you left, she wanted to join the association and become a secret speaker. She was arranged to investigate an external sect in the village. Maybe her identity was discovered, or for some other reasons, she was killed and fell at the entrance of the village. It took several days to be discovered." Wen Mansha said directly.

In order to become a secret speaker.

She killed herself.

Wu Heng didn't know what to say.

The other party didn't want to be a maid in the tavern, but wanted to join the association. Wu Heng felt that she was moving in a meaningful direction.

But I don't want her to lose her life just because she wants to join the Whisperers.

Nothing is worth losing her life for.

Wen Mansha continued, "The body's tongue is gone, probably because she is afraid of being questioned. The body is also seriously damaged. If you don't have any arrangements, I will arrange a cemetery for her."

"Does she have no family members?"

"It seems that she doesn't. The only people she knows are the people in the tavern and the residents around her residence. I heard that she came from the village outside."

Wu Heng leaned on the edge of the table and fell into deep thought.

Benny didn't have much contact with him for a long time, just one or two times.

She is timid, but she also has a sense of justice as a small person.

Wu Heng still remembers that when he learned that the information he provided rescued the abducted child.

Benny's eyes were shining.

A light different from seeing the reward money.

Slater brought the body over and asked him about it. It was obvious that Benny had mentioned her and him before her death.

To be honest, there was not much contact.

But I don't want her to end up like this.

"How long has he been dead?" Wu Heng asked.

Wen Mansha replied, "It's probably been more than a week. The weather here is cold, so the body has been preserved, but it will soon warm up, so it may not last long."

He quickly thought about Treasure Island.

Then he said, "Preserve the body first. I will go there tomorrow. Don't let the body get damaged."

"Understood!" Wen Mansha's tone also eased a lot, "Then I'll wait for you to come and deal with it."

"Okay, that's it for now. I'll go and explain the matter."

"Okay."

After hanging up the call, Wu Heng walked out of the radio station.

...

The next day, the zombie world.

In the conference room, Wu Heng looked at the people on both sides of the conference table and said, "Let Wang Haibing dismantle another set of power plant equipment. It must be completed within five days. Gao Rong, you need to make a few newspaper printing machines, or see if there are other printing plants."