The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 328: Chapter 273, it’s already done, what more do I do!

[Skeleton Blacksmith (Level 12)]

[Attributes: Constitution 23, Strength 25, Agility 17, Intelligence 15, Perception 13, Charm 5.]

[Traits: Hollow Skeleton, Intermediate Soul.]

[Specializations: Heavy Armor Specialty (Intermediate), Warhammer Specialty (Advanced), Smithing/Ironsmithing (Proficient).]

[Abilities: Heat Adaptation, Weapon Research, Ironsmithing Proficiency.]

[Heat Adaptation]: This unit has an extraordinary ability to adapt to hot environments, treating the effects of extreme heat on ‘it’ as if they were one level lower (incredibly hot is treated as blisteringly hot, blisteringly hot as very hot, and so on).

[Weapon Research]: Able to improve weapons according to usage requirements.

[Ironsmithing Proficiency]: Identify various metals and perform smelting.

The Dwarf Smith’s attributes look quite decent upon inspection.

In terms of abilities, there’s ‘Weapon Research’, which allows for improvements to weapons based on usage requirements.

Wu Heng believed this to be a very useful ability.

After all, weapon improvement was indeed a weak point for his side.

Qiangzi and the others could come up with some imaginative ideas, but it was difficult to manufacture them.

“From now on you’ll be called No.1 Blacksmith, come on out first!” Wu Heng said.

The dwarf stepped out of the coffin and stood aside.

Wu Heng continued to speak to Li Yahong, “This is a skeleton blacksmith, capable of iron forging and weapon development. Set up a smithing area for him in the next couple of days, and start producing crossbow arrows.”

Li Yahong sized up the skeleton.

She nodded to indicate she understood.

Wu Heng continued to cast [Bone Manipulation Skill] on the remaining two corpses.

Two skeletons of similar size stood up.

The gardener skeleton had specializations in plant cultivation and pruning, reaching a proficient level.

The chef skeleton was proficient in cooking specialization.

Offhandedly, he named the two skeletons.

He had the skeletons carry the coffins out.

…

After the entire warehouse was emptied,

Wu Heng casually took out all the strong crossbows and leather armor from the Space Ring.

In an instant, they filled the entire warehouse.

Li Yahong’s eyes widened instantly, “So many.”

“There will be more to follow; just sell them normally,” he said.

“Mhm, the message was sent out the day before yesterday. People should start coming to trade soon,” Li Yahong said as she nonchalantly picked up a hand crossbow, “This one’s pretty good, quite light.”

“This is a hand crossbow; its power is less. Zombies are naturally tough skinned and resilient, so it might not be extremely effective, but it’s still intimidating against people,” Wu Heng explained.

“Got it.”

Li Yahong also picked up a set of armor and tried it on.

Wu Heng showed her how to wear it, stuffing the bulging chest part inward.

Li Yahong, her face turning red from being pushed and prodded, gave him a light punch, “Be gentler.”

Once the full set was donned,

Li Yahong’s appearance was transformed into that of a female warrior ready to enter the battlefield.

The stab-resistant vest was lighter, but it didn’t offer the solid protection of leather armor, especially against zombies biting arms and shoulders.

“Not bad, just a bit heavy,” Li Yahong nodded.

“Yeah, the main weight is from the iron plates on the outside.”

As the two chatted, a slight static noise came from the walkie-talkie on Li Yahong’s waist.

Then, came the voice of a base personnel reporting.

“Sister Hong, a convoy from Flame God Shelter has arrived. Captain Ma has something to discuss with you,” it said.

Hearing the message, the two exchanged glances.

They were coming at this time.

It meant they might have to travel part of the night on their return trip.

Li Yahong pressed the walkie-talkie, “Please ask Captain Ma to the reception hall; I’ll wait for him there.”

“Copy that!”

The two turned and headed towards the reception hall.

…

Inside the reception hall,

Li Yahong waited a moment before Ma Zhiyong, accompanied by two attendants, walked in.

They looked travel-worn, not as if they’d just hurriedly come from the base.

Ma Zhiyong and his entourage also stared at the armor on Li Yahong.

“Captain Ma, please take a seat,” Li Yahong said to break the ice.

“Oh!” Ma Zhiyong came back to his senses and took a seat with a smile.

“Captain Ma, you wanted to see me?”

“I heard Leader Li was selling strong crossbows and armor. We happened to be passing by and came to trade,” Ma Zhiyong said.

Li Yahong glanced up at him.

Flame God Shelter’s timing couldn’t have been better; just as Wu Heng had stocked the warehouse with weapons and armor, they showed up.

Not a moment too soon.

“Of course, that’s fine. How would Captain Ma like to trade?”

“Wait a moment; I’ll have someone bring it,” Ma Zhiyong gestured to the people behind him.

Two individuals stepped out, placing two backpacks on the table.

Upon unzipping, gold jewelry was revealed inside.

Ma Zhiyong said, “550 grams of gold in exchange for 20 strong crossbows, with the rest for your armor.”

It seemed Flame God Shelter had been scavenging a gold shop.

“That certainly works,” Li Yahong nodded and added, “We also have a lighter crossbow with less power, but it’s still lethal enough to kill, suitable for women and children to use. Captain Ma might want to consider that as well.”

“Oh? Let me have a look!”

Li Yahong asked Qiangzi to fetch them.

He quickly went to the warehouse and brought one of each type of crossbow back.

Ma Zhiyong tried them and found them to his liking, “How do we trade for these crossbows?”

“Eight grams of gold each.”

Ma Zhiyong thought for a moment, then spoke a few words to his companion,

The two hurried away and, when they returned, they walked in carrying a military green box between them.

The box opened to reveal a trove of ammunition inside.

“Last time, Leader Li inquired about ammunition for machine guns and grenades, and we just happened to bring some this time. How about we exchange these for 30 of your light crossbows?” Ma Zhiyong asked.

Li Yahong didn’t place much importance on firearms and ammunition.

Last time, Ma Zhiyong had offered a grenade launcher in exchange, and Li Yahong had almost refused.

Now speaking of it, he felt somewhat uncertain.

“20 crossbows, we have plenty of ammunition and no use for it,” Li Yahong said bluntly.

“Uh… Okay, let’s make the exchange then.”

Li Yahong waved his hand, signaling his people to put the items away.

At the same time, he went to the storeroom to prepare the corresponding weapons and armor.

After Li Yahong and Ma Zhiyong chatted for a while and the items were ready,

They didn’t linger and left directly.

…

After the group had left,

Qiangzi came over with a few men, exclaiming loudly, “Sister Hong, there’s so many weapons in the storeroom!”

“Those were brought by the king. Get a count of the brothers guarding the checkpoints and patrol, and then come to me to get the weapons,” Li Yahong instructed.

“Roger that,” Qiangzi responded, leading the men away.

Wu Heng also emerged from behind.

He collected all the gold and ammunition from the ground into his Space Ring.

“They must have just returned from outside and took the opportunity to exchange some items with us,” Li Yahong suggested.

“Just now I had Xiao Xiao scout out their convoy. From their conversation, it seems they looted a jewelry store, and their exchange of weapons this time seems to be in preparation for attacking somewhere,” Wu Heng said.

“Flame God Shelter likely knows some information that we aren’t privy to.”

“Yeah, just keep trading normally with them. If they grow stronger, we can exchange for even more things,” Wu Heng continued.

In plain terms, the control of food and weaponry was mainly in Wu Heng’s hands.

Even if they looted some, how long could it sustain them?

Wu Heng could exchange resources in the Otherworld at any time.

“Okay!”

After their conversation, Wu Heng also returned to the boundary door.

…

Back at home,

Mini and Andre Willow were planning the garden layout in the yard.

Seeing Wu Heng emerge, they immediately came over to introduce the results of their deliberation.

The front yard would have flowers planted and vegetables, and the backyard would have a few fruit trees.

If not for the limited space, they might have even considered raising chickens and ducks.

Wu Heng, with an arm around each, listened and then introduced, “This is No.1 Gardener, responsible for cultivating and pruning the flowers and plants in the yard, and this is Chef No.1, who will take care of cooking from now on.”

The uses of Skeletons were known to them.

Taking care of the garden and cooking wasn’t surprising.

But Mini frowned in thought before asking, “If they do everything, what do I do?”

“You can keep Wei’er company on normal days and do whatever you want,” Wu Heng replied.

Andre Willow added, “Like tidying up the room, if you want to do it, there will always be something to do.”

“Alright,” Mini nodded, “Then we need to give it a wash too.”

She instructed Chef No.1 to clean its skeletal frame at the side.

Andre Willow continued, “By the way, Master, ‘Xi Ligui’ the Vice-executive came looking for you today. Seeing you weren’t around, she asked you to visit when you have time tomorrow.”

“Xi Ligui?” Wu Heng’s mind conjured the image of the blonde female elf.

“Yes, she didn’t specify what it was about, just asked me to tell you,” Andre Willow said softly.

Wu Heng nodded, “Okay, I’ll go see her tomorrow.”

The group spent a while in the yard

and then went back to the living quarters together, watching ‘Chef No.1’ cook.

They discussed whether the food cooked by the skeleton might cause any issues for the living.

…

The next day, Wu Heng also went to the association.

In the hall, numerous mercenary teams gathered, discussing which tasks to take on in front of the bulletin board.

Wu Heng walked straight through the corridor, heading toward Xi Ligui’s office and study.

Standing at the door, he was just about to knock.

But the door swung open.

His raised hand almost knocked on the forehead of the blonde girl.

The youthful elf Vice-executive, blocked by the figure in the doorway, stumbled in her steps.

She looked up at him with wide eyes, “What are you doing?”

Wu Heng also withdrew his hand, a smile on his face, “Xi Ligui, the Vice-executive, you were looking for me?”

“Oh, right!” Xi Ligui nodded, “Come with me, I need a bit of your help with something.”

With that, she walked to the side.

Wu Heng followed her with his skeleton attendant trailing behind, heading toward the direction of the basement.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

They arrived at the morgue.

Two coroners from the association were processing corpses.

“Vice-executive!” The two gave a salute.

“You can leave us. We have some matters to deal with,” Xi Ligui ordered.

“Yes!”

The two left.

Xi Ligui glanced at one of the corpses and said, “I need to ask it a few questions.”

“Go ahead!” Wu Heng nodded and cast “Communicate with the dead.”

Necromancy Magic enveloped the corpse.

The next moment, the body lying cold on the metal table abruptly sat up.

Its gray-white eyeballs turned toward them.

Wu Heng gestured for her to start.

Xi Ligui nodded, took half a step forward, and asked directly, “How did you die?”

The corpse replied, “We were killed in battle with the pirates.”