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"Even if it can be used, it may not be very useful in this environment." Qi Hancai expressed his thoughts.

Even though Qi Hancai had never paid attention to the electromagnetic gun.

But after the news came, some discussions were held within the base.

After all, someone had read the relevant news.

Simply describing the purpose can also understand the general principle and function.

In the current environment, firearms do not have a very good effect on zombies, not to mention this kind of weapon that requires a lot of electricity to power.

The most important thing is that it is still in the research and development and improvement stage.

It was not put into use at that time, let alone now.

On Wu Heng's side, the consideration angle is different.

The first thing that comes to mind is what use it has in the other world.

Installing it on a warship or some position defense is also a good choice.

The main thing is the supply of electricity and whether this weapon can be used stably.

"Can the skeleton rescue them?" Wu Heng asked.

Qi Hancai nodded and said, "There shouldn't be any problem, but we have to change the original plan and cross the border to rescue people."

"At this time, what border is there? Let Li Yahong arrange to rescue people. Even if the electromagnetic gun doesn't work, they are all cutting-edge scientific researchers, and they may be useful to us." Wu Heng said.

"I will notify Sister Yahong later and ask her to rescue people." Qi Hancai answered directly.

He also knew the importance of talents.

Several projects in the base cannot be implemented now because there are no relevant technical personnel.

After talking about the electromagnetic gun, Wu Heng asked, "Are there any other things?"

"No, everything is normal at the base."

Wu Heng nodded, stood up and said, "Let's go, take me to the factory."

Qi Hancai also stood up and walked out with the little owl.

It was still raining outside, and the two walked out of the dormitory building with umbrellas.

He went to a factory building first.

When he walked into the gate, he saw a human-shaped wooden target placed at the door.

The wooden target was covered with stab-proof clothing and covered with scratches.

"My Lord, Sister Qi." Qiangzi came over and greeted.

Behind him, the other people also stood up and saluted.

"How are the stab-proof suits?" Wu Heng asked.

It can be seen at the scene that Qiangzi and his men did not slack off. The tattered stab-proof suits on the side were piled up into a small mountain.

"Come over here." Qiangzi led the two to the innermost part, in front of a wooden target.

The stab-proof suit on the wooden target was also covered with many scratches, but it was only the fabric that was separated. There was no large-scale collapse, and the iron plate inside did not fall out.

"This is the fabric we improved, and it is also the best one. It increases the toughness of the fabric, and the inside of the iron plate has a wire mesh, which is sewn together with the fabric, so there will be no open wire falling."

Qiangzi introduced and took out an experimental product to show him.

The front is facing outward, and some wires are welded inward, which are woven together with the fabric inside.

It is a brainwave to think of this method.

After saying that, he did not forget to add, "There is still some gap between it and the genuine stab-proof clothing."

"Keranmu!" Wu Heng shouted.

The skeleton attendant Keranmu drew his sword and stepped forward, slashing it diagonally.

A sharp metal hissing sound rang out.

A thin and long scratch appeared on the stab-proof clothing, but the iron plate was still inside, and it did not fall out like last time.

Wu Heng thought about it.

This method did solve the disadvantage of the iron plate falling off, but it added a process.

It is much more complicated than the initial idea.

"Sort out the fabric and process, I will have someone produce a few pieces to try the effect, you continue to improve, and let Qi Hancai and Li Yahong coordinate for you if you need any personnel and materials." Wu Heng still decided.

Qiangzi's eyes lit up.

The other people behind him also showed a surprised expression.

It seemed that the efforts during this period were not in vain and were recognized.

"We will write it tonight and give it to you tomorrow." Qiangzi promised.

"Okay!"

Wu Heng agreed and left. Qiangzi and the others immediately sorted out the materials and wrote down the process.

After leaving the factory, Wu Heng followed Qi Hancai and went to Gao Rong's mechanical research room and the bullet production workshop.

He looked at them one by one, which was considered to be showing up.

Finally, he had lunch in the cafeteria.

He returned to the room and returned to Treasure Island.

...

Walked out of the gate.

After releasing all the ghosts, Grenda went to finish the manuscript, and Xiaoxiao also pouted and translated the two newly bought bard skill books.

Benny watched the two ghosts busy with their own things.

Wu Heng opened the door and went downstairs to the courtyard.

The maids were playing shuttlecock in the courtyard.

The three flying dragons they raised, like domestic dogs, lay in the iron cage and watched them laughing.

Wu Heng walked out, and the maids waved and greeted him.

"Play, I have nothing to do!" Wu Heng said directly.

The maids nodded and continued to play shuttlecock.

Wu Heng walked to the other side of the courtyard and directly activated the [Mansion Technique].

Cracks and stone doors appeared.

Revealing the artillery turrets behind and the crowded skeletons in the soldier cave.

Due to the elimination of the Tianming Sect, the number of skeletons in the soldier cave increased.

It was like bones sticking to bones.

"Come out, all of you." Wu Heng gave the order.

Hualala~!

The skeletons pushed and shoved their way out of the cave and stood in the open space of the courtyard.

Wu Heng began to make some arrangements.

The deformed skeleton reentered the cave, and the remaining skeletons were left behind by Wu Heng.

Skeletons above level 10 will be left in the island owner's mansion, and the remaining skeletons above level 5 and below level 10 will be arranged to patrol the island.

The lower ones will be sent to the construction site of the expansion area to be responsible for some transportation work.

The many skeletons were divided into three piles according to their levels.

Wu Heng set his eyes on one of the skeletons with broad bones.

[Skeleton Warrior (Level 17)]

The great knight in the Tianming Sect.

He was injured by his own grenade, and then was picked up by 'Babzi' and his head was chopped off.

The same level as the skeleton wanderer 'Keranmu'.

Although he did not reach level 18.

But the level is not low. After all, there are only two skeletons of level 18 on the island, the Skeleton Prophet and the Skeleton Boxer.

It is also considered to be top combat power.

A level 17 warrior can serve as a skeleton attendant to provide protection for those around him.

As for training to level 18.

When Keranmu became his skeleton attendant, he also thought about it.

But so far, he has not reached level 18.

The experience of killing zombies cannot be shared with skeletons, so the level will be upgraded very slowly.

"Wait until Keranmu reaches level 18, then help you upgrade your level. You will be responsible for the safety of the island owner's mansion first."

Wu Heng said to the level 17 skeleton warrior.

Then he arranged a position close to the building for him to be responsible for the safety of the island owner's mansion.

All the skeletons were arranged.

Wu Heng went back to the courtyard and lay down on the lounge chair, basking in the sun and watching the maids playing.

When it was close to dusk, Andwier came back from outside.

Several people ate together and chatted about interesting things that happened on the island.

...

Night fell.

Wu Heng took a bath and returned to the study to take a look.

Grenda floated over and said, "I plan to publish a new short story in the new issue of the newspaper."

Wu Heng looked at her in confusion, "The great detective's story has a good effect. If I stop publishing for one issue, will it affect the effect?"

"It may have some impact, but I also want to send this short story out to see the effect." Grenda said seriously.

With a flick of her finger, the paper on the desk floated into Wu Heng's hand.

"Take a look first. If you don't agree, forget it. The decision is up to you."

Wu Heng nodded, picked up the paper and opened it.

The name made Wu Heng raise his eyebrows.

It's called "Blushing Maid Bernie".

From the name, you know it should be a story about Bernie.

He looked up at Grenda, and then at Bernie in the distance.

Then he set his eyes on the story.

In fact, the story is very simple. It's about Bernie's parents dying when she was young, and she came to Blackstone Town with the leather-selling carriage in the village.

At first, she was just a tavern maid, doing some work of serving wine and food.

Until Wu Heng appeared, she found the true meaning of life because she provided information and saved the children in the city.

Later, Wu Heng left, and she was unwilling to continue to be a maid, so she went to the cult with a level 18 professional to inquire about information.

As expected, she was discovered by the cult.

Benny picked up the information in her hand, angrily scolded the cult and the villagers who were bewitched, and resolutely walked into the fire and was engulfed by the flames.

Grenda's writing skills are very good. When Wu Heng inquired about the information, Benny directly pointed out the identity of the suspect, showing a strong insight.

Later, she learned that she indirectly saved the children in the city, and she was kind-hearted.

At this point, Benny's identity in the tavern is no longer important, but she is a smart and kind person.

Finally, she went to investigate the level 18 professional, angrily scolded the other party, and took the initiative to walk into the fire. She was upright and strong in her bones.

Even a professional can't do it.

An article with more than 2,000 words seems to really make people see a girl with a bad background but integrity, walking into the fire.

The story is very exciting, but a little depressing.

Wu Heng glanced at Benny in the distance.

Benny dodged a little and whispered: "It's not Mrs. Grenda's fault. I took the initiative to tell her."

Wu Heng smiled, "The story is very exciting, but the ending is a little too depressing. Aren't you afraid that people will overturn the island owner's mansion?"

Grenda said: "Not really!"

"I feel guilty for not saving Benny. If you write it out, I'm afraid that the reputation you have accumulated in the past period of time will be lost by more than half."

If your reputation rises, it will not decline.

But it's hard to say about your reputation.

"There is an ending. The ending is that you go out and summon her into a ghost, and also kill the cult, and avenge the villagers and Benny." Grenda said.

"Then why don't you write it?"

"Let you see it first." Grenda said with a smile.

"Then fill it in, and then we will go to the skeleton to tell it, and print it tonight."

"Okay!" Grenda wrote the ending.

Wu Heng took the ghost and went to the warehouse of the printing press together.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

Early in the morning, some people gathered around the intersection, sitting on the roadside or walking back and forth aimlessly.

When the newspaper seller came over.

The crowd rushed forward, scrambling to buy newspapers.

The bard ‘Saban’ squeezed out of the crowd after grabbing the newspaper, frowned at the gap and teeth marks on the pancake, turned around and cursed: “Whoever bit my pancake, can’t you buy it yourself.”

After saying that, he walked aside angrily, chewing the remaining cake while reading the contents of the newspaper.

According to the agreement with the tavern, he would go to the tavern to read the newspaper as soon as the newspaper came out.

Of course, he also had to preview it in advance so that he could have a rough impression in his mind.

After reading the news about the surrounding kingdom cities, his eyes fell on the serialized stories in the corner.

Blushing Maid Bernie?

Erotic story?

Not a great detective story.

What's going on?

People all over the island are waiting to find the murderer, so you don't want to serialize it?

He frowned and read on, and his brows wrinkled slightly as he read the story.

There was a feeling of resentment in his heart.

He didn't know if not reading the great detective story would cause dissatisfaction among the drinkers, but he knew that this story was equally exciting.

From his perspective as a bard.

The category is different, but it is no worse than the great detective.

After sorting out his mood, Saban put away the newspaper and walked quickly towards the tavern.

...

Dongdongdong~!

Wu Heng was sitting in the study, waiting for the result of the new newspaper, when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

The sound was crisp, like a branch knocking on the door.

Wu Heng frowned.

If it was a maid, she would ask if she was there after knocking on the door, and if she was not there, she would not come in.

Why did I keep knocking on the door today, but no one spoke.

Puzzled, he opened the door.

Then he saw the alchemical skeleton with six arms.

The two arms at the bottom each held a bottle of potion and handed it over directly.

Wu Heng frowned and looked over with a guess in his mind.

[Strong Strengthening Potion].

The names of the two bottles of potions are the same.

"Level 3 Corpse Core Potion?" Wu Heng looked at the skeleton and was instantly delighted.

The alchemical skeleton nodded slightly to confirm.

How long has this potion been made?

Wu Heng thought that this potion could not be refined.

Unexpectedly, it brought him a surprise at this time.

Wu Heng happily took it in his hand, and then asked: "Continue to refine other corpse cores after returning. Tell me if you lack any materials in time."

The alchemical skeleton saluted directly and turned to walk towards the alchemy room upstairs.

Wu Heng closed the door again.

Looking at the potion in front of him.

Thinking in his heart, he still opened the door and shouted: "Minnie!"

"What's wrong, master." Minnie's voice came up from downstairs.

"If there is nothing, come up."

There were hurried footsteps in the stairwell, and Minnie, who was wearing a maid skirt, ran up in small steps.

Holding a plate of cut fruits in her hand, she asked curiously: "Master, what do you want?"

Wu Heng glanced at the potion.

Said directly, "I will take a new type of potion later, you help me watch it. If there is any problem, remember to help me use the detoxification potion and the healing scroll."

Minnie's eyes showed worry.

"Is it the kind of strengthening potion you have?"

"Yes, the enhanced version."

Minnie said: "I'll help you try it. If there is no danger, you can take it."

Wu Heng smiled and rubbed her head, "I have a strong physique, nothing will happen."

Minnie nodded.

Wu Heng took out some potions and scrolls.

Take a deep breath, open the potion, and drink it with your head tilted back.