The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Chapter 334, Inspector Special Envoy

3D printer…

Wu Heng was familiar with such a device.

Before the disaster, these devices had a period of popularity as a rapid prototyping technology.

In videos, many vloggers would post about the figurines they printed, or more advanced, creating various parts to eventually assemble robot arms, retractable knives, and other gadgets.

Of course, the materials were not made of iron but more like plastic.

Wu Heng looked at the vendor with a puzzled expression.

It would be understandable to search for food or weapons, but what were you thinking, bringing out something like this?

“This thing can work without electricity?” Wu Heng asked.

The vendor exhaled a cloud of smoke, “No.”

“Then what's the point of bringing it out?”

“If you want it, I'll give it to you cheap,” the vendor said, avoiding the question.

“What's the price?”

“30 kilograms of food, and you get the computer and materials in the truck too.”

Wu Heng glanced at Qi Hancai, who paused for a moment, then grasped the situation and said with a light cough, “Food is for getting through the winter. What use are these junk items? If you buy it, I'll smash it for you.”

The vendor took a deep inhale, feeling his business was going under, and quickly said, “Young lady, you shouldn't speak like that. The apocalypse is tough enough; why destroy a man's dream of crafting?”

“Can't eat a damn dream!”

Wu Heng added, “Two kilograms of food, this thing is useless without electricity.”

It wasn't that he was deliberately lowballing.

In the current environment, the device was no different from trash.

“Brother, that's not how you haggle. Two kilograms is too little; it was quite a hassle bringing this here. How about 10 kilograms, and you take it all?” the man proposed.

“Forget it!” Wu Heng turned around to leave.

The man immediately grabbed the items off the ground and chased after him, shouting, “Sold! Don't go just yet, take it for two kilograms. A man needs his dreams, brother!”

Wu Heng stopped in his tracks, his face still showing hesitation, “What about the computer and materials you mentioned?”

“They are all in the truck outside. Give me the food and I'll get everything ready for a straight trade.”

Wu Heng nodded in agreement, “Alright then, let's trade at the entrance.”

“Sure!”

They all exited the market together.

Wu Heng had someone pack two kilograms of flour in a plastic bag and handed it over.

On the other side, the 3D printer, a computer, and a large bag of raw materials were laid out on the ground.

Wu Heng passed over the flour. The shabby man even took out a portable scale to weigh it.

The weight was slightly over, and his face immediately beamed with a smile.

“All right, the deal is done. If you do print something, and the materials aren't enough, you can check out the commercial city. There's a store there that sells these materials,” the man advised.

Wu Heng nodded, “Oh, okay!”

They waved goodbye to each other.

Wang Chenggang and the others carried the equipment back to the truck, and Wu Heng and Qi Hancai continued to look around.

Not finding anything of need, they headed straight for the military exchange area to trade for ammunition.

They entered the building.

The exchange rates on the notice board had not changed.

After greeting the worker at the counter, it wasn't long before Captain Yang, who had previously shown them around, descended from the upper floor at a leisurely pace.

Seeing Wu Heng, he immediately smiled, “Young man, what are you buying today?”

It hadn't been long, but he still remembered 'Wu Heng.'

Wu Heng also smiled, “Captain Yang, I'm here to buy some ammunition.”

“Welcome,” Captain Yang stepped down and said directly, “What do you need? I'll have it prepared. We're selling off radios and headsets as well, see if you need any and we can include them in the trade.”

Wu Heng looked at him, curiously asking, “What's the situation? Why are you in a rush to sell this stuff?”

Captain Yang chuckled, “No big deal, just that they're gathering dust in storage. Thought we might as well trade them so they can be of use.”

Though Wu Heng didn't believe it, he didn't inquire further and instead continued, “How many of those machine cannons do you still have?”

“You want more?”

“Yeah!”

There was a pause from Captain Yang, his tone regretful, “Unfortunately, we don't have many machine cannons to spare for sale, but I can give you some shells.”

“How many shells can be traded?”

“Five hundred.”

“Good, then I'll take five hundred shells and five thousand machine gun bullets.”

Hearing the request for such a large quantity, Captain Yang frowned slightly, but since he had already agreed to trade, he nodded, “Okay, I'll have it prepared.”

He instructed his subordinates through the walkie-talkie.

Wu Heng waited for a while. Once the ammunition was packed, they headed out of the market together.

As before, they checked the ammunition and then had Wang Chenggang and others move the food.

Captain Yang continued, “Your place seems to have a good supply of food.”

“We're scrimping and saving, squeezing out some to exchange for ammunition here,” Wu Heng sighed.

Captain Yang glanced at the other truck covered by tarp and said, “We're recruiting survivors from all over. Do you have any interest in joining? I can introduce you. When this disaster is over, your status won't be low, and your prospects and reputation will be much stronger than now.”

Wu Heng's eyebrows raised, picking up on the other's desire to recruit him.

“The shelter isn't decided by me alone. I'll discuss it with everyone back home, and if there's any interest, we can talk in detail when I come back next time.”

Captain Yang nodded, “That works, I'll wait for good news from you, brother.”

Once the food and ammunition were both checked and confirmed, Wu Heng said, “Then we'll be heading back for now, see you next time.”

“Yeah, see you next time.”

They waved each other off and the convoy drove off into the distance.

After driving a distance away, Qi Hancai finally asked, “I have a feeling he's inviting us to join because of the food.”

From the mutually beneficial trade to Captain Yang's invitation.

Qi Hancai also noticed something amiss.

They had only met twice. The invitation to join wasn't because they recognized their strength; rather, it was more likely because they could provide sufficient food.

“Yep,” Wu Heng agreed.

“I think we have no need to join them at all. If we hand over the food, it's uncertain how much will end up in our hands,” Qi Hancai reminded more straightforwardly.

These days.

Wu Heng, the boss, and she his second in command.

And the whole base's construction was developing in an increasingly positive direction.

If they joined any faction now, Wu Heng would at most be a small team leader, and the status of those under them would get worse and worse.

That was the best-case scenario.

If the other side took the food and resources and didn't share with them, things would be even more troublesome.

Joining the military sounded good, with boundless prospects for the future.

But for Wu Heng's side, it meant adding another shackle to themselves.

Wu Heng smiled and said, “Just being polite. When you're on someone else's turf, directly rejecting Captain Yang could also potentially lead to conflict.”

Qi Hancai was startled, then realized.

Wu Heng never intended to join; it was just that he was at the military's doorstep and worried about what they might do, which is why he tactfully said they would go back to discuss it.

“I knew it,” Qi Hancai smiled, feeling much more relaxed. “But it might not be so easy next time they come.”

“There won't be a next time. After we go back, have Zhao Yanqiu publicize our market. We'll start exchanging goods in the next few days, firearms and various military equipment, and drop the price by a third.”

“Understood!”

The car sped forward, rushing toward the direction of the old factory district.

Upon entering the gate, Qi Hancai immediately assigned tasks to everyone, planning the whereabouts of the guard posts, and had Zhao Yanqiu announce the establishment of the 'old factory district' market.

There were no complicated trading methods, as long as you could bring out what was needed here, everything would be exchanged for food uniformly.

The folks in the shelter, hearing that they were also going to establish a market.

Were somewhat excited at heart.

It at least represented that their side was now on par with the military shelters, and even richer in resources.

While Qi Hancai was assigning tasks.

Wu Heng went to the area where the skeletons were stationed and selected more skeletons to distribute rifles and submachine guns.

To serve as guards in the market.

You still have to be wary of others.

Otherwise, you can't survive long in this world.

After everything was finished, Wu Heng went back to the dormitory and returned to Gold and Silver Island.

Dazzling Sea.

On a ship moving with the waves.

In the dim cabin, a bright 'Illuminating Stone' hung.

A man dressed in a fitted suit with a golden association emblem hanging on his chest attentively read a book at the table.

Knock, knock~!

There was a light knock at the door.

The guard's voice followed, “Sir Kalemah, the captain has arrived!”

“Let him in,” said the man as he closed the book in his hand.

The door opened and in came a man dressed like a trading fleet captain.

He smiled, saluting, “Greetings, Inspector Special Envoy Kalemah.”

The door closed behind him.

The captain brought out an object, placing it on the ground.

An invisible sphere enveloped the entire room.

Kalemah's eyes narrowed and a magic wand appeared in his hand.

“You don't need to be nervous, Sir Kalemah. This is a device that isolates sound. I've come to convey some matters to you,” the captain quickly explained while putting on a ring with an eye pattern on his finger.

A person from the Secret Cultivation Hall!

Kalemah's face showed some displeasure as he said, “Haven't I told you not to contact me while I'm on a mission for the association? If I'm exposed, it's no good for you either.”

The captain apologized with a smile, “Please don't be angry, sir; there are some important issues, and the Secret Cultivation Hall needs your help.”

“Speak!”

“We need your attention on a person. His name is Wu Heng.”

“Oh? That new Vice-executive that was just brought up?”

“Yes, the Secret Cultivation Hall promises to compensate you handsomely afterward.”

Kalemah shook his head, “Imilo isn't easy to deal with. I hardly have any opportunities to confront him, and if I get caught with any leverage, I'll be the one to die.”

The captain continued, “No, you just need to dig up some dirt and pull him down from the position of Vice-executive. A Necromancer can't withstand scrutiny.”

Kalemah's gaze instantly sharpened.

If it was just this simple, then it wouldn't be difficult.

But he still said, “What if I don't find anything?”

“Then you can make him commit a mistake and pull him down afterward.”

Kalemah didn't answer immediately; he closed his eyes, pondering for a while, then said, “Fine, I agree to your request.”

“Thank you, sir.” The captain thanked him, packed up the device, and bowed respectfully, “I shall not disturb you further, sir. Dinner will be sent to you shortly.”

“Yes, go ahead.”

The captain opened the door and left.

Gold and Silver Island, residence.

Wu Heng came downstairs from the upper floor, Mini and Andre Willow were sitting in the living room chatting.

Seeing Wu Heng come down, they both showed smiles and greeted him.

Wu Heng nodded, glanced at the two women, and asked, “Why hasn't Sha Naila been coming over for meals recently?”

“I've heard she's been quite busy recently. What's up, does the master miss 'Sha Naila' sister?” Mini came over, hooking her arm into his.

“Just curious, since the association knows she lives next door to us. I have a task, and that's to ensure her safety,” explained Wu Heng.

Mini was startled, not realizing there was such a matter.

“Then let's go over to her place for dinner today!” suggested Mini.

Wu Heng thought that made sense and said, “Tidy up a bit, let's go check on her!”

“Okay!”

The two women quickly got ready.

Wu Heng led them out directly and headed next door.

Chapter end

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