Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse

So high?

He didn't know much about compound bows, he only knew that they were improved traditional bows.

He didn't expect that it would be improved to this effect, more than five times, plus the bowstrings in this world are more resilient and more powerful, so the effect is even better.

"Let's go outside and try it."

Wu Heng took the compound bow and walked outside with Minnie.

He aimed at the wooden target in the distance and drew the bow. At the moment of pulling the bowstring, a force suddenly came from the wheel axle position, and it was easier to reach the full bow state.

Whoosh~!

He let go and the arrow whistled out.

With a bang, it was nailed into the iron sheet on the surface of the wooden target in the distance.

Wu Heng looked at the effect of the compound bow with some surprise.

He had used ordinary bows and arrows, and also used crossbows. He also studied for a while to select suitable bows and crossbows for the skeleton army.

He still had some experience.

The effect of this compound bow was a combination of the lightness of the bow and the speed of drawing the bow, as well as the power of the crossbow.

It was not an ordinary crossbow, it was comparable to an excellent crossbow.

"How is it?" Minnie asked, holding the quiver.

"Not bad, better than expected."

"Those skeleton mechanics took ordinary skeletons and tested for several days, and several wooden targets were broken." Minnie complained.

"Proof that success is obtained from countless practices."

Minnie smiled and said, "The master is really cultured."

Wu Heng handed the compound bow to her, walked back and said, "Minnie, then you can continue to order some materials according to the final product, more."

Minnie nodded, "How many do you want?"

"Let's start with 5,000 sets."

"Okay, I'll go now."

"Yeah."

They returned to the house together, and Wu Heng went upstairs again.

Minnie called the other two and took a carriage to Lighthouse Street to order the parts of the compound bow.

The parts of the compound bow are separated.

The wheel set and fine parts are processed by lathes and machines in the zombie world, and the bow arms and bowstrings are ordered in this world.

The bow arms and bowstrings are divided into different strengths in the other world, especially the bowstrings, the tendons of the monsters are more resilient.

The two places are not producing in the same place, which also prevents the drawings from being leaked.

It's a kind of confidentiality procedure!

...

Wu Heng went to the radio room.

He looked at the records of several radio stations.

Only the record of 'Shanara' left a message for himself.

Wu Heng picked it up and took a look, and his brows were also frowned.

"I attended a noble's ball last night and met my best friend 'Tadei'. She has changed too much and is a little strange."

"I mentioned you to her, but I didn't reveal your identity. I just said that we met secretly and made an agreement. You know, these married ladies are very keen on these things."

Good guy.

He said everything when he went out.

"I also saw my nominal husband. We greeted each other and mentioned this to me. He can be said to be a very gentleman noble, the kind of gentleman on the surface, you may not know much."

The first paragraph ends.

Then the second paragraph appears.

The skeleton investigator's annotation does not have a date, it should be after the ball.

Or the next day.

"The elders' investigation has come back. Because of you, Treasure Island's performance is several times higher than before, and it's only been two months."

"They put forward some conditions. I'm not sure. Let's discuss it when we have time and see what to do."

The record ends here, and there is no further content.

I need to talk to myself!

Without thinking too much, he picked up the microphone and said directly: "Sanara, are you there?"

Wu Heng called two or three times, and when he thought the other party was not there, he heard a yawn, "Yes, I have a headache."

"Sister, you are still sleeping." Wu Heng was a little speechless.

This habit of staying up late must be maintained.

"Why don't I sleep? There's nothing to do." Sanara counterattacked with a dissatisfied tone.

"Well, you are a rich woman and you have the final say."

"How can you still be a rich woman."

Wu Heng continued to ask: "What do you mean by the conditions they put forward? What are the conditions based on?"

Sanara's tone also became serious.

Said: "The conditions for setting me free."

"Tell me in detail."

"They found out that my man is you, and this time they directly confirmed that the largest orders of Treasure Island are all the items ordered by you, which made Star Flower earn a lot of money in a short period of time. They want to continue this deal. To put it simply, they want to make money from you."

It's not surprising that Wu Heng was found out.

The wood elves probably found out here before, and now it is more confirmed.

Wu Heng didn't intend to hide anything.

He and Shannara are in love freely, but the other party's identity is more special.

"What do you mean? Put it simply."

Shannara took a deep breath, "After I bargained with them, they made the final request that they would let me go if they continued to maintain cooperation with Star Flower in the future."

Wu Heng frowned and thought.

Last time when the island owner's mansion ordered items, Star Flower was not selected. Was this also the reason?

"Star Flower is short of this little money, and uses you as a condition for exchange?"

"The Star Flower is pursuing efficiency, and the situation of the caravan is indeed not very good. In addition, they will let me out sooner or later. After all, I have not harmed the interests of the tribe and the caravan. Can they execute me for personal emotional issues?" Shannara said.

"Cooperation is fine, what kind of cooperation method do you need?" Wu Heng continued to ask.

"Within three years, orders of no less than 200,000 gold and caravan discounts are also valid." Shannara said.

200,000 gold is actually not too much.

It costs almost the same to order weapons and equipment by yourself.

Seeing that there was no sound from the other side, Shannara said a little disappointedly: "It's okay, I will be released after a while, and I will find a way to go back then."

Wu Heng reacted, "I agree, I am worried about you staying there."

"I am very happy that you have this intention. You have just become the island owner, don't spend money on such things." Shannara said gently.

"What are you talking about? Get up and pack up. Go talk to those old men now. I agree. Let them go."

"Really?"

"Of course, I'll arrange someone to pick you up. Let's talk about it after you come back." Wu Heng said.

There is no problem with the order. He still needs to purchase a lot of supplies.

Especially the food of the wood elves. Even in spring, the food problem may not be solved.

Moreover, as time goes by, the food looted outside begins to mold.

Still need to purchase a lot.

The rest, there are white gunpowder, copper, lead, or other subsequent resources. These orders are enough to meet the other party's requirements.

And Star Flower is indeed a large merchant group.

The transportation speed is also faster.

Shannara's laughter was a little choked, "You little man, suddenly I feel so reliable."

"What are you talking about? It feels like you are praising me, but it feels wrong."

"Praising you, I'm going to talk to them now, and I'll let you know if there is any news."

"Well, talk boldly, I'll cover you."

"Okay!"

After the two chatted, they hung up the call.

Wu Heng leaned on the table, thinking about the wood elves.

Having money can solve a lot of problems, and even let the other party release people in advance.

Shannara must be brought back. Not to mention that the two of them have feelings for each other, the position of the island owner was also arranged by her.

In terms of interpersonal relationships, she has a strong ability.

It is impossible to ignore the other party because of this little thing.

...

Yeko Kingdom, a coastal town.

In the dim basement, rows of black-robed figures are neatly arranged, kneeling quietly on the ground, muttering something in their mouths, with pious and focused eyes.

At the front of the room, a man wearing a black robe, holding a wooden staff and a brown book, stood in front, leading everyone to pray in a low and infectious voice.

At this time, the door was knocked softly.

The figure holding a wooden staff in front looked sideways, motioned everyone to continue, and then opened the door and walked out.

There were several figures standing outside the door.

A thief wearing leather armor was a sentry arranged outside.

"What's the matter?" The black-robed man who came out asked in a deep voice.

The sentry thief immediately said respectfully: "Master Protector of the Church, the bishop has arranged someone to come over, please go over."

Someone arranged by the bishop?

"Take me over."

The thief took the other party to a room.

The door opened, and several unfamiliar figures appeared in front of the small room.

One person was sitting, and the remaining four stood on one side.

"How many are you?" asked the protector of the church.

The man sitting at the table turned his head, took off his hood, and revealed a shrunken face.

The figures behind him also took off their hoods, and they were skeleton servants with rising soul fire.

"My name is Solvi, you should have heard of me." The sitting figure had a hoarse voice.

The guardian's eyes condensed, and he immediately thought about this name.

The church's death 'Solvi' is responsible for punishing traitors or killing high-level enemies who threaten the church.

"Lord Knight Solvi."

The guardian nodded, thought about the words in his heart, and said softly, "The people who were arranged to go out were killed by the deacon and the owner of Treasure Island, and the associations in various places have also issued a wanted notice for us."

Solvi asked: "What's the reason."

"Cult, human sacrifice."

"Really accurate." Solvi sneered and continued to ask: "Talk about those people in Treasure Island, isn't that the place where pirates are pardoned."

"I heard that the pirates were wiped out by the association in one fell swoop. Now the owner of Treasure Island is a..., uh, respected necromancer, and the deacon is an elven swordsman." The thief replied.

"Can a necromancer be an island owner?" the man wondered.

"That's what I heard."

"What level are they?"

"I heard that both of them were promoted from deputy deacons, so their levels should not be high."

"Deputy deacon, that's level 12." Solvi stroked his chin and thought for a while, then said, "Owning an island may be more helpful to the church."