Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

"Don't worry, even if there is danger and the ones going up are skeletons, I will not abandon you." Wu Heng said, and took out a scroll from the space ring.

McIntosh stood up and walked over, pricked his finger and let a drop of blood fall on the scroll.

The scroll quickly absorbed the blood, pulling Wu Heng's mental power, drilling into the center of McIntosh's eyebrows, and branding his soul.

McIntosh was staggering, a little weak.

But after all, he reached level 15 and recovered quickly.

The contract is completed.

Wu Heng smiled and said, "Welcome to Treasure Island, McIntosh."

McIntosh also looked somewhat relieved. "So should I call you the island owner or the master now?"

"Island Master! When you go back, you should prepare to resume your intelligence work. I will choose an office location for you in the next two days." Wu Heng said.

McIntosh had no objection and continued, "I also plan to call some of my former subordinates over."

"Okay, but you have to remember that you are now the head of the intelligence department of Treasure Island. You are no longer a pirate or gang leader. You have to control your subordinates. This island is also under the management of the association." Wu Heng said seriously.

"Don't worry, now that I've joined Treasure Island, I know what I should and shouldn't do." McIntosh said seriously.

"That's good."

"Nothing, I'm going to go back first. If you have any questions, come to the Golden Sail Tavern to find me." McIntosh put his hood back on.

"I'll have someone take you back."

"No, my people are waiting for me in the central area, don't worry." McIntosh replied.

Wu Heng didn't say much and walked her to the gate of the courtyard.

As McIntosh stepped out of the door, he turned around and saluted again, "I hope the island master will take good care of me in the future."

"Thank you, too, for being willing to join Treasure Island."

McIntosh nodded and turned away.

The courtyard gate was closed again and Wu Heng and Minnie returned to the house.

……

Minnie skipped and went to the training room.

Wu Heng went straight upstairs and entered the study.

"Has that aunt joined us?" Xiao Xiao flew over and asked.

"I have joined and have been hanging around outside, but I was too embarrassed to tell us about it." Wu Heng sat down aside.

Glenda heard the conversation between a person and a soul, and asked curiously, "Which aunt?"

Xiao Xiao flew over and said, "That auntie with six arms who pretended to be dead before was discovered by us. She has been wandering around outside for a while. This time, she accepted uncle's request and joined us."

"It's her! She has no other choice. Even if she leaves, the most she can do is find a remote place and become a gang leader again. If she stays, she will take another path." Granda said.

"That makes sense!" Wu Heng nodded in agreement.

Glenda didn't say anything more and lowered his head to finish his manuscript. Xiaoxiao also flew back to his own place and started watching cartoons.

Wu Heng poured himself a glass of water and sat down aside.

I started thinking about the future development direction.

In the zombie world, skeletons clean up the surrounding cities on my behalf, and the progress is relatively smooth.

You don't need to do it yourself, you can see your experience points increase just by sitting at home.

Once a city is captured, the supplies inside can be looted at will.

On the Treasure Island side, newspapers played a great role in publicity.

If the zombie world provides me with experience points, the number of zombies in the world is enough to make me a hero.

On the other side of the other world, it was a place to enhance one's reputation.

The newspaper will continue to be sold.

Those three caravans that are planning to sell goods outside the island can help us explore the way.

Are newspapers with delayed information worth selling?

Or, like modern times.

Newspaper offices are set up in various places to sell newspapers simultaneously and collect information from various places.

But information transmission is still a problem.

If that doesn't work, read it over the radio, and newspapers in other places will record it and sell it simultaneously.

It's a bit clumsy, but it's a solution.

I sat in a chair and thought for a while.

Wu Heng stood up and stretched, "I'm going to rest now, you guys don't get too tired."

Xiao Xiao said without even turning her head: "Uncle, we are ghosts. I've said it many times. You are becoming more and more like my mother."

"Okay, I'm going back."

"Good night, uncle."

Wu Heng walked out of the study.

He glanced downstairs, walked to Minnie's door, knocked twice, opened the door and walked in.

"Master!" Minnie cheered and pounced on him.

……

The next day, zombie world.

Wu Heng stood in the dense forest behind the factory yard and took out coffins one by one.

"Open all the lids."

The skeleton stepped forward and opened all the coffin lids, revealing the corpses, mostly humans, inside.

According to Letili, most of these corpses came from the Yeko Kingdom. The civil strife and fighting among various ethnic groups also affected these level 15 professionals.

Even the gardener died, and it was basically a case of indiscriminate killing.

Wu Heng's bone technique was released, and skeletons stood up from the coffins one by one.

The scene was still somewhat horrifying.

There are 19 civilian skeletons and 15 level 13 combat skeletons.

He took a rough look.

Wu Heng glanced at the three skeletons of tailors, whose areas of expertise were cutting cloth and making clothes.

My own clothing factory just needs this kind of work.

There is no rush, so let Andvielle recruit a new tailor.

"Come back with me!" Wu Heng called out.

The skeletons clattered out of the coffins, shook off the flesh on their bodies, and followed Wu Heng to the factory area.

When approaching the dormitory building.

Qi Hancai was standing at the door, with a little owl on her shoulder. She was wearing a red sweater and a small hat of the same color on her head.

Wu Heng was the first one he had seen dress up a tamed animal in such a fancy way.

As if afraid that others can't see it.

But it doesn’t matter. There is no concept of professionals in this world. Just treat it as a pet.

"Wait a moment." Wu Heng said, and then took the skeleton upstairs.

Then he quickly walked down and took Qi Hancai into the meeting room.

Sit down in a chair.

Qi Hancai said directly: "Bai Qing's attack is going smoothly, two groups of survivors have been rescued, and logistical supplies are also being transported there.

There is also a special building burial ground. Sister Yahong said that they have started loading the materials and will be transported here in the next two days."

In the original plan.

The undead building "Boneyard" in Xinfu City Prison will be dug out and transported to Gaohe City to transform the killed zombies.

The skeleton wizard 'Kalema' who had learned necromancy was the previous association inspector, the one who was killed by Wu Heng.

They will follow Li Yahong's team, attack cities along the way, and be responsible for transforming corpses.

"Are all the survivors okay?" Wu Heng asked.

"It's not a big problem. We are now counting occupations and specialties. People with special occupations or young people will be sent back to us, and those who can work will follow the team and help." Qi Hancai replied.

Wu Heng nodded and said nothing more.

Qi Hancai continued, "Zhao Yanqiu has returned to Xinfu City and will be back in two days. Qiangzi is bringing a few people to study those new inventions. Everything is normal at the military factory and the production chain is also going smoothly.

By the way, the headquarters will come to exchange food this afternoon, so we will need to go there later."

All that needs to be said is said.

Wu Heng also stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the airport together."

"it is good!"

Qi Hancai took out the walkie-talkie.

The convoy stopped in front of the dormitory building and the two men got on the truck.

We drove out of the factory and headed towards the airport.

……

Treasure Island, Golden Sail Tavern.

"A bunch of brainless guys."

Listening to the bard reading the great detective story in the tavern, there were exclamations and discussions from the audience.

In the private room, a handsome young man with blond hair sneered.

"You think it's fake?"

Next to the young man, the old wizard holding a wooden staff picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked softly.

"Teacher." The man called out softly, poured wine for the old wizard, and said, "What do you mean by solving cases? It's just to fool these ignorant islanders."

"Imiro is very optimistic about him in the headquarters. He was given the position of island owner, perhaps because he was regarded as the successor." said the old wizard.

A hint of pride flashed in the young man's eyes, and he said softly: "Teacher, I want to have a duel with him, and use his fame on the island to trample him under my feet and make him our own."

The old wizard narrowed his eyes, but still nodded, "It's up to you, as long as you don't delay the plans of our headquarters."

"Thank you, teacher." The young man thanked him, opened the door and walked out quickly.

Walk down to the first floor, interrupt the bard on the stage, and whisper a few words in his ear.

The bard frowned.

He looked up and down at the man in front of him, then looked at the silver coin in his hand.

He casually threw it back onto the seat beside him.

"Go find someone else. I won't speak for you."

The young man raised his eyebrows and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He put away the silver coins casually.

With a smile on his face, he walked to the middle of the wooden platform.

Stand tall and speak loudly.

"I am 'Luan Randolph', and I have come here with my teacher from the association's headquarters. I will challenge the island owner Wu Heng openly and aboveboard, and everyone is witnessing."