Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 606: The Coachman ( words, one chapter today.)
A book is divided into six parts.

The six Wu Hengs, each holding a copy in their hands, found a place to start reading.

The enhancement of attributes not only makes it easier to understand knowledge, but also greatly improves concentration and memory.

This kind of thing, which comes with explanations and annotations and requires rote memorization, is not difficult at all.

Just force yourself to remember it in your mind.

Six people were in different positions and quickly looked through it.

Then, start to pronounce it.

The whole room was filled with the sound of silent reading.

Three ghosts gathered together.

Bernie looked surprised. "Are you preparing a spell? Necromancers are really good at spells."

Glenda said, "Looks like you're learning something?"

Xiaoxiao came closer, glanced at the book cover that had been torn off and placed aside, and said, "Uncle is learning a foreign language."

"What's a foreign language?" Bernie asked.

"It's the language of another country. I almost wanted to learn it." Xiaoxiao explained to the two ghosts.

After hearing Xiaoxiao say this, I immediately understood.

It is the language of other races.

But this way of learning is really special.

He actually created six clones and separated them to study separately.

First time seeing it.

"Then let's keep our voices down and not disturb him," said Glenda.

The other two ghosts nodded.

They stopped chatting and flew back to their own positions.

Glenda continued to revise the manuscript, while Xiaoxiao controlled the tablet and took Benny to a slightly farther place to continue watching cartoons.

……

It's getting late,

The six people finished reading the pages one after another.

One person asked, "How is it?"

Another Wu Heng replied, "It's almost there, just memorize it, it can't be compared with a magic book."

Another Wu Heng said, "Let's go find that foreigner and talk to him when we have time."

"It doesn't matter if there is a translator for communication. The main thing is that I can understand the drawings."

"There is another one. After reading it, you will have basically mastered it."

"Let's remove the effects of the strange object first. There are still side effects."

The six people nodded, their bodies flashed, and they became one person again.

What followed was a tingling sensation, and a large amount of information flooded into my mind, causing it to expand and spin.

Wu Heng covered his forehead, and the side effects slowly faded away.

Xiao Xiao flew over and said with some concern, "Uncle, are you okay?"

The other two ghosts also looked at him with concern.

Wu Heng smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a side effect of being cloned."

Xiao Xiao said, "It's the side effect of reading!"

Glenda also flew over and said, "You can read the remaining book tomorrow. If you don't take care of yourself now, how will you take care of so many women in the future?"

"You are driving again." Wu Heng said.

Glenda smiled, glanced at Xiaoxiao, and said nothing.

His expression seemed to be saying, if Xiaoxiao hadn't been here, I would have let the car speed away.

After hearing this, Xiao Xiao said very seriously: "Yes, uncle, you have to take care of yourself. We are all counting on you."

"Okay, listen to Xiaoxiao, we won't learn today." Wu Heng stood up and shook his neck.

"Hehe." Xiaoxiao laughed and flew half a circle in the air.

Wu Heng collected the scattered papers and walked towards the door. "Then I'll go back and rest first."

"Good night."

"Good night."

"Goodbye uncle."

……

Return to the bedroom.

After washing up, Wu Heng went to bed to rest.

Lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

Last time I helped Xiaoxiao translate a skill book, this time I helped her with a study book.

The clone can accomplish this, and it is not limited to use in combat.

The robe of the Hundred Soldiers is really a strange item with good effects.

He frowned and thought for a moment.

"Will it work if I use it for training?"

My swordsmanship is stuck at the advanced level and has never been improved. Will it be effective if I practice with all six clones together?

"Try it if you have a chance."

After thinking for a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

……

After breakfast, Wu Heng went to the zombie world.

As I walked out of the gate, it was drizzling outside the window.

Wu Heng released the three ghosts.

Xiaoxiao went to find Zhao Yanqiu, Glenda and Benny, and also flew out to walk around.

By the way, bringing Xiaoxiao's mother here also helped her change jobs and learn skill books.

But the little 'unfinished business' is still not completed.

Wu Heng was full of doubts.

With his small brain, he wouldn't really think that his father and grandfather could be resurrected.

Then it may not be accomplished in this lifetime.

The goal of 'unfinished business' on Granda's side is clearer.

She wanted to find her husband and ask him why he wanted to kill herself.

Wu Heng’s idea was that if the person was really dead, he would interrogate the corpse and find out the reason behind the death.

The main reason is that I can’t find anyone.

The last hope is Benny.

The Destiny Cult that killed her has been destroyed, and the ghost of the bishop has been collected into the Demon Soul Pot.

When Benny's level is higher, let her devour the ghost of the bishop, which can be regarded as revenge in person.

Not too much, will pass the unfinished business.

As for the low skills, they can be increased through rituals later.

I thought about it for a while.

Open the door and walk downstairs.

As soon as I reached the first floor, I saw the door of the conference room open and some people walked out.

Like a meeting just ended.

"leader!"

"Chief~!"

Everyone bowed and greeted each other.

"Well, go ahead and get busy. I don't have anything to do." Wu Heng nodded and smiled.

The others left with umbrellas to go about their own business, while Wu Heng walked into the meeting room.

Qi Hancai was the only one left in the room.

"Just finished a meeting?" Wu Heng walked in.

Qi Hancai smiled and said, "Let's make a calculation of the future plans so that the various factories can cooperate."

"Don't focus all your energy on work, also make sure you get some rest." Wu Heng said softly.

"Yeah. I know."

Wu Heng then asked, "Have those Russians adapted to this place?"

"It seems there is no problem, but there is no way to separate them at the moment. When they get to other groups, there is no way to communicate at all. We can only assign some tasks through 'Kadyrov'." Qi Hancai said helplessly.

The original idea was to assign them according to their majors.

Now it seems that these people are really inseparable.

Liu Mingyu is the only one in the base who can speak Russian, and he can't run back and forth to translate.

"It's okay to arrange it together first." Wu Heng said.

Qi Hancai nodded, thought for a moment and continued, "Bai Qing is attacking the center of Binhai City. Some survivors and looted gold will be brought back in the next two days."

"Bai Qing is a very hard-working person."

"It's the Skeleton Team's efforts. They're either hurrying on the journey or attacking. Bai Qing and the others can barely keep up." Qi Hancai said with a wry smile.

It sounded like Bai Qing was complaining to her about this matter.

Skeletons do not need to be burdened with baggage, and do not distinguish between day and night, they basically just attack.

If you think about it this way, logistics will indeed be more difficult.

"Hold on a little longer, it will be fine later."

Just wait until level 20 and it will be fine.

One level left.

"Whether you insist or not, you are already much luckier than others to be able to join the base." Qi Hancai continued, "I will supervise them, so you don't have to worry."

Forehead…….

Then, the two chatted for a while in the conference room.

The rain outside the window showed no sign of stopping.

There is no way to go out and clean up the zombies.

After having lunch in the cafeteria.

Wu Heng returned to the dormitory and waited for the ghosts to fly back.

Open the gate and return to Treasure Island.

……

Wu Heng walked downstairs.

Then the laughter of the maids and Philippa's loud voice could be heard.

Philippa is back?

Walk down the stairs and look towards the living room.

Then he saw Sanella, Philippa, and three maids.

"Great, Chief!"

The red-crowned parrot was the first to see him, and shouted in a shrill voice, lowering its head.

Wu Heng stroked its feathers and said, "It's getting smarter."

Hearing the parrot's voice, everyone in the living room looked over.

"Master." The maids called out obediently.

Shannella also gave a soft smile.

The parrot flew over to Philippa and said, "Silly bird, Captain."

"You're the idiot. I'll stew you." Philippa raised her hand and blasted him away. Then she smiled and said, "Wu Heng, do you miss us?"

"I thought about it and thought that you two ran away from home and were away for so many days." Wu Heng walked over and sat down aside.

Philippa immediately came over and hugged one of her arms. "Are you worried about me or Sister Shannella?" She said, tightening her arms.

Shannara also looked over with a smile, intending to listen to what he had to say.

Wu Heng said: "I'm worried that you'll sell Shannara. She's the treasure of our Treasure Island."

Philippa nodded in agreement. "Back then, Shannara's head was worth hundreds of gold coins. It's a sure win."

"You're crazy! You really thought about it?" Wu Heng pulled out his arm and pinched her face.

Philippa grumbled and said, "How can it be? You don't know me. I am more kind than Babuchi."

Now all the pirates of the Emerald Sea are dead.

Naturally, there is no wanted order from the pirates.

Wu Heng continued to ask: "Did you find anything along the way?"

"We expelled several pirate-like fleets, and there were no other problems. The entire route is safe," Philippa reported.

"That's good." Wu Heng continued, "By the way, I came downstairs to take pictures. Minnie, take down the windbreaker I prepared."

Minnie hurried upstairs and took down a windbreaker.

Shannella asked, "What pictures?"

"The first volume of the detective novel is about to be released, and I need to prepare a cover. I plan to do it myself."

Several people were stunned and started to get busy.

……

Wu Heng put on a windbreaker and a round-brimmed hat that investigators often wear.

Under Shannara's command, he began to strike several specific poses.

Shannara knew something about art after all.

The level of oil painting is also relatively high, and with her guidance, a lot of trouble is saved.

After taking several photos, several people started to select.

“This one looks the best.”

“I feel like this is also quite mysterious.”

"dad……."

Philippa blurted out as she looked at the photo, and immediately shut up when faced with the gazes of others.

Wu Heng said, "Then let's take this one."

Several people were sent to the printing warehouse to import the photos into the machine.

Start printing.

……

Had dinner.

The maids were playing shuttlecock in the yard.

Wu Heng went upstairs and walked into the study.

After saying hello to the three ghosts.

I took out the remaining book "Learn Russian for Beginners (Platinum Bestseller Edition)" and started tearing it into six pieces.

The body also split into six clones.

Each person gets one and starts watching.

Time passed little by little, and I finished reading all six books.

Liudao flew and turned into one person again.

After the side effects disappeared, Wu Heng pulled out the box beside him.

Take out the blueprint of the electromagnetic gun and look at it.

This time, the Russian words on it were no longer unfamiliar symbols, but became understandable text.

As you look at the content above.

Wu Heng's brows also began to frown.

The production of electromagnetic guns is really difficult to replicate.

Among the materials mentioned above, high-performance rare earths and various precision components are mentioned.

This kind of thing, whether in the zombie world or the alien world, cannot be made even if you get the blueprint.

Not to mention mass production or use in combat.

150 km range, 5 m concrete penetration.

Given the scale of the city in the other world, one could bombard the palace even from outside the city.

But this kind of thing cannot be realized at present.

It can only appear in drawings.

"I've been busy for so many days in vain."

After looking at a blueprint, it was getting dark.

Wu Heng put the drawing back.

After saying hello to the ghost, I went downstairs and returned to the bedroom.

……

Wu Heng pushed the door and walked into the bedroom.

Then I saw Sanara in a white nightgown, sitting in front of the dressing table with her hair standing up.

A beautiful and mature face, and a fair and slender neck.

And delicate collarbone.

Shannella glanced at the door along the silver mirror, "You are so hardworking now, staying in the study for so long."

Wu Heng hung his coat aside and said, "You helped me win the title of island owner with great difficulty, so of course I have to work harder."

"You are qualified for this position. The association is not stupid. It will appoint you just based on the recommendation letter from the caravan." Shannara said with a smile.

Wu Heng walked over, put his hand on the other's shoulder, rubbed it gently twice, and moved it down along the loose collar.

Hold the soft fullness.

"They're all tanned."

Shannella was a little embarrassed by the kneading, and turned her head to look over, "Is it not pretty?"

"No, I'm even more charming." Wu Heng lowered her head and clamped her red lips.

Shannara responded with all her might, venting her longing.

Gradually, the robe slipped off, Wu Heng picked up the whole person and put him on the bed.

Wu Heng began to take off his clothes.

Shannara was even more anxious and stepped forward to help untie the belt.

White calves hang on shoulders.

Sannella moaned softly, a mixture of pain and pleasure.

……

Wu Heng hugged the delicate body in his arms.

He stroked his back and said, "Star Flower, I hope I don't bother you again?"

"Don't be so hostile. It's all about the handover of the merchant group. We are all still wood elves. My family also writes to me and asks about my life." Shannara leaned in his arms and looked up.

"Well, I'm glad I didn't bully you." Wu Heng kissed her red lips again and continued, "I have two things to do. Can you help me with them?"

Shannella gently hit the other person's dishonest hand and said, "We are already like this, just say it, why be polite."

Wu Heng put his hands back on his waist and said, "Let's talk about setting up a newspaper. Do you know anyone who can set up a newspaper and sell newspapers in other kingdoms or cities?

The second thing is that I want to hold a commodity exhibition on the island, so that each caravan can display their products. Please help me gather people from the major caravans and spread the news."

Shanara frowned.

After thinking for a while, he said, "The newspaper's business is difficult. It's hard for a country to allow you to sell all kinds of information. I suggest you contact the association to see if you can distribute it to various places through the association."

"As for the product fair you mentioned, I understand what you mean, but is there any benefit to us from holding this?"

Wu Heng said: "We can attract more dignitaries to the island, and high-quality goods will gather on the island. The shops on the island will gain profits, and we can also select some suitable caravans to cooperate with. We just provide a venue, without any burden."

Shannella thought about it and nodded, "Since you have made up your mind, I will help you get it done."

Wu Heng smiled, "You are so nice, baby."

"Hateful, so corny."

Wu Heng got down from the ground and picked her up. Shannara screamed and hung on him like a gecko.

Her chin rested on her shoulder and her legs were wrapped tightly around her waist.

As she walked, she moaned softly.

He walked closer to the window before putting her down.

Shannella said strangely, "What are you doing? What if someone hears us?"

"Then let them come up together."

"You are so bad."

……

The next day, early in the morning.

The newsman rushed to various intersections.

Holding the newspaper in his hand high, he shouted, "The seventh issue of the newspaper, the latest news, Deacon Yimi Luo challenged Master Luan at the headquarters, but the other party refused cowardly, the owner of Wuheng Island was invited to join the Hongwen Society, and the murderer of the great detective story was revealed..."

The sound of newspaper hawking once again echoed throughout the island.

Hearing that it was a new issue of the newspaper, the crowd immediately gathered towards the newspaper seller.

"Who is Luan? Why did Deacon Yimilo challenge his master?"

"The prince from the Celtic Kingdom, the one who challenged the island owner last time and was defeated."

"So, the master was beaten by Deacon Imiro again."

"Fuck, the murderer appears in this episode."

"Damn it, stop squeezing. Don't squeeze here if you don't want to buy anything."

……

Golden Sail Tavern.

Saban paced back and forth, playing different roles.

He said loudly: "Wu Heng shook his head slightly, smiled and concluded, 'The case is over, there will be no more assassinations.'"

"It's over? Everyone else is eager to ask what happened."

Wu Heng winked cunningly and said only: You will know in a moment.

Below the stage, the dense crowd of drinkers held their breath, waiting for the final ending.

After waiting for so long, the results are finally coming today.

Moreover, everyone has already identified a murderer in their mind.

Just waiting to verify your speculation.

Saban tapped on the wooden platform in front of him, imitating the sound of knocking on a door.

"At this moment, there was a knock at the door, and a voice called out, Sir, the carriage is ready."

"This is the voice of Patrol Captain Wiggins of the Baker Street Squad."

The people below looked tense.

The wide eyes seemed to be saying, is it him?

The Saban story continues.

"Okay, please ask him to come in and help me move the things."

"Wiggins came in with the coachman, who was tall and looked very strong."

"He walked towards Wu Heng unwillingly and reached out to move the large suitcase that Wu Heng dragged out from the bedroom."

"Suddenly, Wu Heng jumped up quickly and handcuffed the man's hands."

"With a triumphant smile, Wu Heng announced to the others that he was the murderer of the two men, Hope Jefferson."

The audience fell silent.

"Fuck, it's the driver."

(End of this chapter)