The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 599 - 493 Opening a Factory on Gold and Silver

Chapter 599: Chapter 493: Opening a Factory on Gold and Silver Island (Returning 1000 Words to Everyone).

Chapter 599: Chapter 493: Opening a Factory on Gold and Silver Island (Returning 1000 Words to Everyone).

Large swaths of skeletons were hit by bullets, while even more skeletons surged from different directions, encircling the convoy.

The pickup was flipped over, and the people on the truck were dragged out and hacked to death.

Those trying to drive away were also smashed into the hoods of their cars by the iron frames seized by the Skeleton Flying Dragons.

The vehicle swayed and collided with the trunk of a tree by the road.

The people inside the car were directly killed by the skeletons.

…

The battle did not last for too long.

The only unexpected event was that the armored vehicles indeed opened fire.

They bombed the inside of the factory area.

Even though the skeletons had been evacuated from their positions beforehand, there was still significant loss.

It felt pretty good bombing pirates.

But it never occurred to me that today it would happen to us.

Glenda flew back from a distance, “It’s over, their leader is dead, and the deputy has taken over command, just a bit slow.”

“No matter, compared to the gains, these losses are within the acceptable range,” Wu Heng said as he walked out of his hiding spot.

Four armored vehicles, plus the machine gun pickup, the truck.

That was quite a harvest.

It’s like delivering a batch of supplies to oneself.

When he came back down, the entrance of the factory was pitted with bullet holes.

Several corpses were dragged right to the entrance.

Looking at the bodies, Wu Heng said directly, “Strip off all the clothes from the corpses.”

A few skeletons bent down and began to pull off the bulletproof vests and helmets from the bodies, placing them aside.

“Who was their leader?”

Glenda pointed to one of them, “He was the leader.”

Wu Heng immediately released “Communicate with the dead,” and the body suddenly sat up from the ground.

Its head turned around to look at them at a strange angle.

Wu Heng asked, “What orders did the provincial rescue team give you?”

The body answered, “To approach Factory 35, to accompany and monitor your movements.”

Wu Heng raised an eyebrow, “Didn’t they order you to attack us?”

The corpse replied, “They didn’t say explicitly, but I thought the timing was right to attack and take control of your leader.”

Wu Heng nodded.

The provincial rescue team hadn’t given direct orders.

Two things could be inferred from this.

One is that the rescue team didn’t want to be too domineering since the central station was giving orders to rescue teams everywhere.

Another possibility was that they knew of Wu Heng’s strength.

After all, he had made several trips to Xinfu City to exchange supplies.

Wu Heng continued to question, “Tell me about the situation inside your rescue team.”

The body paused for two or three seconds, then answered, “The provincial rescue team is controlled by three forces: the military rescue team, Tiancheng Group, and a few members of the Huang Family.”

Wu Heng frowned.

“How did the rescue team have so many people split off?”

The body explained, “At the beginning, the base lacked supplies, and many people could not survive. Rewards were given based on the supplies and information brought back, including weapons. The Tiancheng Group and the Huang Family quickly accumulated manpower and weapons, gaining a certain say.”

Wu Heng analyzed the meaning of the words with a frown.

That is to say, the military had distributed weapons as one form of reward.

But later on, they found that these weapons provided the ‘Tiancheng Group’ and the ‘Huang Family’ with military support.

Having reached a certain level of power, they consequently gained influence.

That’s probably the right understanding.

But upon reflection, it was unavoidable.

If the weapons weren’t distributed, then it would be difficult to carry on with pioneering or collecting supplies.

Once distributed, uncontrollable situations could arise.

Not distributing firearms and weapons on a large scale to other survivors at the start was probably the right choice.

It could easily cause complications.

One last question.

After pondering, Wu Heng asked, “Will the rescue team come looking for trouble with us because of your deaths?”

The body answered directly, “They will, because I am Huang Guangping’s son.”

The fifth question concluded, and the body collapsed back to the ground with a thud.

Huang Guangping?

The team captain was from the Huang Family of the rescue team; no wonder he didn’t follow orders.

I had previous contacts with the military market and Deputy Commander Liu.

We sought after mutual benefits.

But we didn’t resort to whatever means necessary.

He wasn’t really from the orthodox rescue team.

Wu Heng continued to question two other corpses, gaining some understanding of the entire rescue team.

The base’s population was around five thousand, and their weaponry was still quite abundant.

There were at least more than twenty armored vehicles.

There were also plenty of firearms and ammunition, though the exact numbers were not clear and had never been counted.

After roughly understanding the situation, Wu Heng did not continue to inquire further.

The remaining corpses were all converted into Skeleton Warriors.

They joined the ranks.

“Arrange for skeletons who can drive to bring those vehicles in, and then find some materials to repair the wall,” Wu Heng instructed someone nearby.

A few skeletons hastily went out.

They righted the overturned pickup, reversed the truck that had hit a tree back onto the road, and drove the armored vehicles into the yard along with them.

Meanwhile, more skeletons started to collect debris to temporarily rebuild the collapsed perimeter wall.

…

Qi Hancai also came over from behind.

After glancing around, she asked with concern, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine, take me to see the factory production line you mentioned. Then have someone look around to see if there are any blueprints left nearby. Since the rescue team was coming to the factory to sell blueprints to us, there should be a place where they store blueprints,” Wu Heng said directly.

Qi Hancai nodded, took out the walkie-talkie, and briefly instructed the others.

At the same time, he led Wu Heng to the factory building at the back.

The entire factory occupied a large area.

Dormitory buildings, a canteen, and a basketball court – all were well-constructed and complete.

Even more so, it felt better than the prison, and it lacked that oppressive feeling.

They arrived at the back.

Most of the factory buildings had been burned down by a great fire.

Perhaps because of some accelerants, the fire had been fierce. Some metal objects had been melted down into slabs of iron.

The remaining factory buildings were separated by a large clearing in the middle.

So they were not affected.

The two of them turned on their flashlights, using the dim light to make their way inside.

The ground and walls were covered in scratch marks and bloodstains.

Then, Wu Heng saw the equipment Qi Hancai had mentioned.

The workshop was relatively intact. A long production line still had unassembled ammunition on it.

From the specifications, they were producing 23mm rounds.

Indeed, they were machine cannon rounds.

Wu Heng felt a surge of joy in his heart.

If production could be restored, they would no longer need to worry about the quantity of ammunition.

“The other factories also have small arms bullets, a pretty complete variety,” Qi Hancai said with a smile.

The haul this time was quite satisfactory.

It at least met the goals set before they set out.

“It would be great if production could be restored,” said Wu Heng.

Qi Hancai nodded, “I had a brother from the motorcade who knows about equipment take a look. He said it’s well-preserved and that we could resume production with the provision of working electricity.”

“Mhm, I’ll find a way,” Wu Heng responded.

The two did not continue looking and left as it indeed grew dark.

Wu Heng arranged defensive positions for the skeletons.

Qi Hancai called some people to clean up the dormitory building.

The rest, including inspecting the other areas of the factory and searching for blueprints, would wait until daylight.

Qi Hancai led Wu Heng to the prepared dormitory and whispered, “Should we tell the rescue team what to do with those people?”

After thinking for a moment, Wu Heng said, “Just say they left; where they went specifically, we don’t know either.”

“Would they believe that?”

“Whatever we say, they won’t believe us; it’s just an excuse,” Wu Heng replied.

“Alright,” Qi Hancai nodded.

Wu Heng opened the door and entered his room.

He opened the boundary door and walked in with his skeletons.

…

On Gold and Silver Island, dusk was just approaching.

Wu Heng left the study and headed straight to the Alchemy Room for skeletons.

He grabbed an Organ Jar from the shelf beside him, set it down in front of him, and took out a Fourth-level Corpse Core.

It resembled a small brain, veined with dark purple vessels.

Opening the jar, he placed the Corpse Core directly inside.

Now, since the Level Three Corpse Nucleus Potion had not yet been created, the fourth level would definitely be more difficult.

But the abilities of a Zombie King were still something to look forward to.

The visible regeneration rate was horrifying.

Even if the bones in the body were smashed or twisted, they could quickly return to normal.

It wasn’t exactly immortality, but the self-healing ability was exaggerated indeed.

Next, Wu Heng took out a plastic bag containing other Mutated Corpse Cores.

Four Second-level cores and more than three hundred First-level cores.

All were handed over to ordinary Alchemy Skeletons for potion production.

Having dealt with the Corpse Cores,

Wu Heng descended from the upper floor.

Mini and Andre Willow had finished their dinner and were training in the exercise room with the guidance of training skeletons.

Asking the Skeleton Chef to prepare some food, Wu Heng sat down at the dining table to eat while listening to Mini and Andre Willow discuss the day’s events.

“Willow, who did the zoning for the island?” Wu Heng inquired.

Andre Willow thought for a moment, “I think it was a Dwarf designer, but I can’t remember his exact name.”

“Can we get in touch with him?”

“He works in city hall. Do you need him to come over?” Andre Willow looked inquiringly.

Wu Heng thought for a moment, “It’s not good for him to always come to our house for everything. Have him meet me in the Chamber of Commerce conference room tomorrow morning so I can discuss the construction plan for the smaller islands.”

“Yes, Master,” she replied.

After a simple dinner,

Wu Heng returned upstairs while the two ladies went back to the training room for another session.

…

In the study, Wu Heng poured himself a glass of water and sat down in his chair.

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Leaning back, he couldn’t help but ponder the events at the factory that day.

Killing the rescue team members would undoubtedly escalate the tension between them.

Since there were three factions within the opposition, the likelihood of direct conflict was not great.

But he would have to make preparations.

The production chain in the factory was fairly intact. If he could restore production, he could address the ammunition needs.

“Raw materials, electricity, I need to think of solutions.”

Materials were actually not hard to come by.

Gunpowder, the required metals, whether it’s copper or steel, the Otherworld could supply them.

Gold and Silver Island was a gathering place for Chambers of Commerce from all over; procuring these resources shouldn’t be difficult.

“No, constantly transporting raw materials through the boundary door is also a bit too troublesome.”

“There’s also the matter with the rescue team. If I am not here one day, they might just bombard the factory with a few shots….”