Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Shannella raised her eyebrows, "What places do you mean by everywhere?"

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

"This is too difficult. The transmission of information is difficult. The number of the main cities and important cities you mentioned is more than you think." Shannara gently touched his hair. "So, the goal you set for yourself is a bit too high. You can choose the area around the Emerald Sea."

Wu Heng hugged the other person, his mind lost in thought.

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

Instead, newspapers were established in every city. Firstly, they could collect local news quickly instead of getting news from peddlers.

The second point is to spread your own story on a wider scale and gather fame.

The information transmission that Shannara mentioned can be accomplished by relying on radio stations. All that is needed is to arrange some people to guard the radio station location.

The main reason is the insufficient number of printing presses.

There are only three now, and they cannot be distributed to different places.

"It's really not the right time now, but we can make some arrangements first." Wu Heng raised his head and pulled down one of the other person's shoulder straps.

"What are you doing outside?" Shannara grabbed the slipping shoulder strap.

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

Shannella still loosened her grip and allowed the other party to pull the shoulder strap down.

The shoulder straps hung on one side, revealing a light white bra.

Wu Heng put his arms around Shannara's back and unhooked her bra.

When she was sitting, her dress was a little loose to begin with, so the shoulders of her long skirt were taken off, and her bra straps were opened, letting them slide down together.

Exquisite and beautiful collarbone, white chest, plump, white, upright and round.

Even though I’ve seen it before, I still never get tired of it.

Like a perfect work of art.

Wu Heng leaned in for a kiss, and Shanara extended a finger and gently pressed it against the other's forehead, "Okay, it's all sweat, wait until next time after you take a shower."

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

Shannara's cheeks also began to turn slightly red, and she hugged the other person, gently stroking her hair.

After a while, Wu Heng raised his head and said, "With your many years of business experience, do you think there will be a market for me to launch a medicine that can enhance physical fitness as long as it is taken, and the effect is almost the same as raising one or two levels?"

"Just like a child." Shannella took out a handkerchief, wiped the saliva on it, and then said: "If there really is such a potion, you can only become a famous potion supplier. Of course, you will make a lot of money, but you can't become a caravan."

"So do we need to do this to become a caravan?"

"With sufficient funds and a business scope of its own, it can establish connections with caravans from other countries. At least some of them should be involved," Shannara said.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

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

"Yes." Wu Heng nodded.

Shannella looked at him seriously and said, "Don't tell anyone, 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 talking to me like a kid?"

"Okay, you have a strong sense of self-esteem."

"Stay tonight!"

Shannella shook her head, "Maybe in a couple of days. Once the accommodation issue is sorted out, I'll find a chance to come over."

"also."

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

Shannara 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."

It is true that Wen Mansha hasn't contacted me for some time.

Wu Heng walked towards the stairs and said, "I'll go check it out. Don't you want to go check on Shannara? Come back early."

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

Walking towards Shannara's newly purchased residence.

Wu Heng went upstairs and entered the radio room.

Wen Mansha took a look at her notebook and saw that there was indeed a message on it saying someone was looking for her for something.

Picking up the microphone, he said directly: "Wen Mansha, can you hear me?"

There was a flurry of voices on the other end of the phone, and then a woman said, "Sir, the lady is eating in the restaurant. I asked her to come over."

Hearing the voice and the other party's address, 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 something to talk to me about?" Wu Heng asked.

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

Provided intelligence?

Wu Heng frowned, recalling the name.

The people Slater sent must be residents of Blackrock Town.

I lived there for a while, but there is definitely no such name in my memory.

Moreover, I was just a small team member at that time, so I had no idea about training spies.

"No impression? Are there any characteristics?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

Wen Mansha paused and said, "The appearance is a little blurry, and it's hard to identify the features of her appearance, but Deacon Slater said that she used to work in a tavern and her name was Bernie at the time."

Benny…….

Wu Heng's eyes widened instantly.

Bernie is dead.

Wu Heng's mind instantly emerged with the image of the man who always had a smile on his face in the tavern.

His tone also became serious, "I remember now. She provided me with information before. How did she die?"

"Deacon Slater reported that after you left, she wanted to join the association and became a secret speaker. She was assigned to investigate a foreign sect in the village. Perhaps her identity was discovered, or for some other reason, she was killed and fell at the gate of the village. She was not discovered until several days later." Wen Mansha said directly.

To become a whisperer.

Killed himself.

Wu Heng didn't know what to say.

Instead of being a waitress in a tavern, she wanted to join the association. Wu Heng felt that she was moving in a meaningful direction.

But he also didn't want her to lose her life just because she wanted to join the Whisperers.

Nothing is worth losing your life for.

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

"Has she no family?"

"It seems like there aren't any. The only people I know are the people in the tavern and the residents around where I live. I heard they came from outside the village."

Wu Heng leaned on the edge of the table, lost in thought.

Benny didn't have much contact with me, just one or two times.

He is timid, but he also has a small-time, cautious sense of justice.

Wu Heng still remembers how he learned that the information he provided helped rescue the abducted child.

Penny's eyes lit up.

A light different from that of seeing reward money.

Slater brought the body over and asked himself about it. It was obvious that it was something that Benny had mentioned to him before she died.

To be honest, there isn't much contact.

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

"How long has it been since he died?" Wu Heng asked.

Wen Mansha replied, "It will probably take more than a week. The weather here is cold, so the body has been preserved. But it will soon get warmer, so it may not last long."

I thought quickly about Treasure Island.

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

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

"Okay, let's do this first. I'll go and explain things."

"Ah."

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

……

The next day, 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."