Chapter 614, Leaving This to You
The skeleton army marched through the narrow streets.
The dense footfalls made the rows of tin houses on both sides rattle noisily.
Amid screams, the survivors fled in panic or shut their doors and windows, hiding in their shabby shelters.
As the skeleton army moved swiftly—
Qi Hancai also successfully took control of the port hotel and found the external broadcasting equipment.
The base's broadcast system came to life.
"We are the Xinfu City rescue team. We have now fully taken control of the Sanfu Port base. Survivors, please shut your doors and windows and do not go outside. If you're already outside, please find a safe corner to hide. Do not act aggressively if you see skeletons in action—they will not harm survivors."
The broadcast repeated three times.
Though not loud, the volume was enough to cover the entire base.
Only now did the panicked survivors understand that it seemed to be a rescue team that had taken over.
The skeletons they saw weren't some new breed of monster.
Maybe it was a rumored new type of superpower.
...
On Wu Heng's side, he listened to the broadcast.
Confirming that Qi Hancai had entered the hotel.
He waved again, urging the skeletons to pick up speed.
Without any stops along the way—
They quickly approached the inner land-side walls.
Bang bang bang~!
Just as they rounded the corner, a barrage of gunfire erupted.
Bullets poured toward the skeleton army, pinging off their armor and the walls and ground around them.
"Attack. Kill them all," Wu Heng ordered directly.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!
With the sound of slicing air, the vampire skeletons flew into the sky and dove straight into the crowd.
Gunfire descended into chaos, and the base soldiers scattered, fleeing everywhere.
The ground skeleton army surged forward, flooding the camp beneath the wall.
The resistance didn't last long.
The fighting quickly ceased, and the skeletons resumed standby status.
Roar~!
Just as calm settled, a series of zombie howls came from beyond the wall.
Xiaoxiao flew down. "Zombies have been drawn over—about twenty of them."
Wu Heng raised an eyebrow and looked to Glenda.
She nodded. "Sounds about right."
"Uncle, what do you mean?"
Wu Heng ordered the skeletons, "Vampire skeletons, go eliminate the ones outside."
The vampire skeletons flew out again, diving toward the zombies.
Wu Heng then gave another order to the remaining skeletons. "Clean up the battlefield. Gather the weapons and armor. Search the nearby rooms."
The standby skeletons immediately got to work.
The dead bodies were dragged together, and their clothes stripped.
Before long, the fight outside the walls ended, and the vampire skeletons returned.
Rifles and bulletproof vests were gathered and stacked to one side. In some rooms, they also found bullets, canned goods, and other supplies.
After securing the rifles and vests—
Wu Heng cast [Battlefield of the Dead]. A gray-white light ring expanded outward, raising all the corpses—including the zombies—into skeletons.
Bone grinding sounds creaked and clicked.
"Open the gate. Let the skeletons outside in," Wu Heng said.
The multi-layered welded metal gate slowly opened.
The zombie-transformed skeletons shuffled in, shaking off the bits of meat on their bodies.
They joined the skeleton ranks.
Wu Heng began counting the skeletons.
He selected two hundred axe-wielding skeletons and ten vampire skeletons.
"You will guard this place. Keep zombies from approaching. If any survivors provoke or attack, you may retaliate," Wu Heng instructed the stationed skeletons.
The skeletons returned to the wall.
Holding weapons, they resumed guard duty.
Wu Heng waved his hand and led the rest of the skeletons back the way they came.
...
Back at the hotel—
Qi Hancai reported, "The people we tied up at the port are all confined together. What should we do with them?"
Everyone else had been executed, but the team managing the ships at the port hadn't been killed yet.
Wu Heng thought for a moment. "Some of them are from the warship crew. Identify them. Let the survivors point out anyone suspicious—kill those."
"Got it." Qi Hancai nodded. "Also, there's a warehouse on the first floor with quite a bit of food and supplies. Looks like the former leader stockpiled it."
"Any weapons?"
"Yes, guns and ammo."
"Come, show me," Wu Heng said.
The two walked to the side of the building. The padlock and chains on the iron door had already been broken.
Inside, skeletons were sorting supplies.
Food, weapons, and daily necessities were separated.
On one shelf were stacks of currency and gold bars arranged in pyramid shapes—each bar weighed 100 grams, five stacks total.
There were also some gold and silver jewelry stored in a box.
The guy had made ample preparations.
Even if order was restored, he had funds stashed away.
Wu Heng stored the guns and gold in his space ring.
Glancing at Qi Hancai, he took out a [Protective Pendant] and handed it to her.
"This pendant can protect you at critical moments. There might still be people out there related to those we've killed. Stay cautious."
Qi Hancai accepted it and examined it. "With skeletons guarding me, what danger could there be?"
"Maybe not now, but it'll help in the future too."
"Alright!" Qi Hancai said and put it around her neck.
The two headed upstairs.
Qi Hancai asked, "Anything else you need me to do?"
Wu Heng thought while walking. "Just manage it the way they used to. If you don't understand something, have Xin He translate."
"Got it."
They reached the top floor together.
Wu Heng chose a suite at the back. "This place is yours. Oh, and check in with our base. Let them know we're safe."
"Mm." Qi Hancai nodded.
Wu Heng entered the room and inspected it carefully.
He opened a boundary gate and stepped through.
...
With Wu Heng gone—
Qi Hancai went back downstairs.
Xin He waited on the first floor and came over. "Sister Qi, what do we do now?"
Qi Hancai thought for a moment. "Broadcast this: survivors should go to the plaza to register. They'll receive rice and flour. Those with special skills will be given extra housing."
"Understood." Xin He headed to the broadcast room and relayed the message.
Soon, a new announcement echoed through the base.
When they heard they could get food and skilled people would get better treatment—
The residents in the tin shelters stirred.
One after another, people began to emerge.
Nervously watching the guarding skeletons, they began to queue up to receive supplies.