The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 70: Chapter 70, Someone Called Him King Yama_l

The other party did not respond, maintaining a heavy silence.

Wu Heng furrowed his brows and further inquired, “Are you sure you don’t have it?”

“I don’t.”

“Then where can I buy it?”

“How would I know!”

Damn it.

If this guy doesn’t have it, where else can he go to buy it in Black Stone Town?

He swept his eyes over the entire black market; his gaze landed on the ‘Snake Badge Consortium’.

He stood up, strolled around the crowd, and directly went upstairs.

In the private room.

A middle-aged man with a mustache greeted him with a smile. “Sir, how may I be of assistance?”

“I’m looking to buy a Skill Book.”

“Sir, do you know the name?” the middle-aged man continued to ask.

Wu Heng nodded, “Dead Bones Battlefield, a Necromantic Magic Book.”

“Very well, sir, let me record that for you. We will promptly start gathering it at our local branches, and if unavailable, we will directly call it in from our headquarters.”

“How long will it take?”

Hope it’s not like his purchase of the corpses, where he didn’t get any news for a very long time.

“Transporting a Skill Book isn’t difficult as they don’t require special handling. We should be able to give you a result within three days.”

“Okay!” Wu Heng nodded with satisfaction.

“This skill is a high-level one and quite scarce on the market, so the price will be higher.”

“How much?”

“You need to pay a deposit of 30 silver coins. The total price, including transportation and acquisition costs, should not exceed 120 silver coins.” “Deal, I can accept that!” Wu Heng agreed immediately.

Basen, who was by his side, cheerfully paid.

The middle-aged man respectfully accepted it, filled out the consignment note skillfully, and then stamped it with the company seal.

Once the transaction was completed,

Wu Heng stood up again and descended the stairs.

He had no plans to carry on browsing and left the place straight away.

Little East Auto Repair.

After a hearty meal, they assembled the brought-back radio.

Once the sound from the radio came through, everyone broke into a smile.

After all, it was a task from the skeleton. If they didn’t do it well, not only would their food be deducted, but they risked being slaughtered in anger.

Today, Li Yahong mentioned the story of how the man and the skeleton hunted down the Mutated Zombie and the horde of zombies.

That was goddamn terrifying.

“Alright, everyone, get back to work. Spearhead, concentrate on manufacturing. We can get more food in exchange, so none of us will go hungry.” Li Yahong lightly clapped her hands and said.

The men got up, and one of them suddenly said, “Sister Hong, we’re running low on gas.”

“Use it for now. When we’re almost out, we’ll go find some more.”

“Alright!”

After the others left,

Li Yahong turned to Wang Ke and said, “There are just five of us here. You’ll stay with me and that older sister from just now at night. The conditions are as they are. Do whatever you can to help and if you can’t, just monitor the radio.” “Alright, thank you, Sister Hong.” Wang Ke replied somewhat cautiously.

No one asked if they had any other relatives or anything like that.

So much time had passed since the end of the world, everyone knew the reality of it all too well.

Asking would only reopen old wounds.

“Sister Hong, is that man who can command the skeleton the Superpowered Man they mentioned on the radio?” Wang Ke asked quietly.

“Probably!” LiYahongreplied.

“Were you also saved by him?”

“Saved?” Li Yahong shook her head. “No, we just met. He provides us with food, and we make some tools for him. It’s more like a collaboration.”

“Will he hurt us?”

“He shouldn’t, but it’s best to maintain a peaceful relationship. We still depend on him for food.”

“Oh!”

As the two of them chatted in low voices, there came a sudden inquiry from one of the radio channels, “Is there any friend from the Second Hospital out there? If you can leave the hospital building and head 500 meters east into the alley, we can assist you in leaving.”

The two chatting suddenly fell silent.

It seems that yesterday’s cry for help from the hospital did have some effect.

A doctor, considering the current situation, is also an important profession.

Some survivor teams are willing to risk taking them out.

Of course, the first step is to get out of the hospital.

If the army doesn’t come, no one can break into the hospital.

Since this side didn’t respond, a man’s voice came from the device again, “No one is responding, something may have gone wrong. It’s hard to survive in a crowded place like a hospital.”

“Damn world!” Another woman’s voice followed.

Wang Ke looked at Li Yahong, who nodded.

Wang Ke picked up the somewhat old-fashioned microphone and said, “I’m from the Second Hospital, I’ve been rescued.”

She didn’t say we, she just said I.

She doesn’t know how to explain. When she was asking for help, there were quite a few people, but now only she was rescued.

“You were rescued? Did you run out?”

“Yes.”

“How did you get out? How could you possibly leave such a place? Are you sure you’re the one who asked for help from the Second Hospital yesterday? It’s not the time to joke.”

Wang Ke glanced at Li Yahong beside her, and said into the radio, “Someone went into the hospital to save us.”

“Entered the hospital? How is that possible? Is it the rescue team?”

“No! Just other survivors.”

“That’s impressive? Can we get to know each other? Maybe we need to take care of each other in the future.”

Wang Ke continued to look at Li Yahong, unsure whether to say something and also unsure of the other person’s name.

Li Yahong whispered, “All I know is that some people call him King Yama.”

Wang Ke frowned, but thinking about the skeletons and ghosts around the man.

She felt that this name was quite fitting.

But still, she picked up the microphone and said, “Some people call him Yama.”

The radio fell into silence.

All the survivors listening to this channel were frozen in their seats.

King Yama?

Actually, someone was using that name.

Seeing no one was talking on the radio, Li Yahong took the microphone and said, “A Big Head zombie commander has been spotted east of the Second Hospital. Friends nearby, be careful. If you have information about Mutated zombies, remember to communicate and contact each other.”

“Okay!”

“Okay!”

“Let’s survive together!”

The next day.

When Wu Heng was heading home after breakfast at the pub.

He saw the landlord, Ludger, waiting at the door, next to him stood a middle- aged woman wearing a beige linen dress and an apron.

Unlike the mature and seductive woman known as ‘Slyther’, the woman next to the landlord is clearly from a civilian area, being simple and cautious.

Hearing the footsteps, the landlord and the woman turned their heads to look at the same time.

“Good morning, Mr. Ludger.” Wu Heng smiled.

He had a decent impression of his landlord, Ludger.

It’s not that his character is of high caliber, but he doesn’t really manage the house here and seldom comes to find him unless there is something major.

The last couple of times, the situation was too serious, which led him to meet to discuss it, but other than that, he barely comes by and doesn’t want to manage it.

“Good morning,” Ludger replied, then swiftly said, “There’s something I need to talk to you about. Let’s go inside.”

Wu Heng opened the door and let the two of them in.

He opened a bottle of Iced Tea, poured two cups and handed them over.

Before Wu Heng could ask anything, the landlord spoke first, “This is Mrs. Bukemela. She lives in the crowded northern sector, working in a textile factory.”

Wu Heng looked strangely at Ludger.

He was pondering over why he brought the woman here.

After introducing the woman, the landlord introduced Wu Heng, “This is who I’ve told you about, ‘Wu Heng’. He is a core member of the Professional Association, and the reason our crowded area is so stable is that he lives here. Think about it, others would have moved out long ago, but those staying chose to take care of ordinary people like us… Very reliable.”

The landlord wanted to say more, but seeing Wu Heng staring at him, he swallowed his words.

He looked at the woman next to him and said, “You can talk to Wu Heng.”

The woman stood up, gave a slight bow. Her eyes were red and filled with desperation and urgency when she raised her head.

‘Mr. Wu Heng, I hope you can help me, I really have no other way.’