Chapter 749, Does She Know About Us
Zombie World.
The battle between skeletons and zombies gradually neared its end.
Wu Heng ordered the skeletons to advance. Dense spear formations moved forward, wiping out the remaining zombies.
Then, the skeletons dispersed on their own to clean the battlefield.
Evolved and mutated zombie corpses were dragged together. Ordinary zombies were piled into mounds.
"Beni, you're level 19 now!" Xiaoxiao said, watching Beni fly back.
"Yes, level 19. Thank you, Wu Heng, Madam Grenda, and Xiaoxiao." Beni beamed with joy.
Level 19—something she never dared dream of before.
In Blackstone Town, a level-12 steward was already a big shot.
Now she was level 19, and according to Wu Heng's plan, she'd reach level 20 in the next few days—the same as legendary heroes.
If she weren't already dead—
She might think she was dreaming.
"We're family, no need to be so polite," Wu Heng said with a smile.
Xiaoxiao chimed in, "Yeah! We're a gang—family."
"Team~!" Wu Heng immediately corrected.
A necromancer and ghosts forming a team—"gang" did have a certain flair.
"Oh, team. I misspoke." Xiaoxiao continued, "Now Beni will reach level 20, and I will too someday. Then we'll be unbeatable, right, Auntie?"
Grenda glanced at her. "Ask your uncle. I don't dare say."
"Unbeatable! Seeking defeat!" Wu Heng said.
"Seeking defeat~!" Xiaoxiao echoed.
...…
Battlefield cleanup completed.
Wu Heng looked ahead—evolved and mutated zombie corpses were neatly laid out.
Over time, the ratio of evolved zombies in the horde kept increasing.
Even mutated zombies were appearing more frequently.
For ordinary survivor bases, this was a growing disaster.
It forced shelters to merge or seek protection from larger bases.
On the flip side, more evolved zombies meant a higher chance of corpse cores.
[Battlefield of the Dead] activated—zombie flesh shed from bones, and Wu Heng instructed the risen skeletons to retrieve the fallen corpse cores.
They gathered them into plastic bags and stored them in his space ring.
He had been out here a while now.
There should be new Tier-3 corpse core potions on Gold-Silver Island by now.
He should return and drink the potion to boost attributes before heading out again.
With the evolved zombies processed, Wu Heng continued casting [Battlefield of the Dead] along the route—skeletons rose with clattering bones.
When the whole field was done—
"Grenda, Xiaoxiao, Beni, stop chatting. We're heading back," Wu Heng called.
The three ghosts flew back and merged into his body.
Wu Heng found a roadside building and used a room on the second floor to return to the alternate world.
...…
Exiting the gate—
He released the ghosts to roam freely and went downstairs.
Hartel had prepared dinner. Wu Heng ate while listening to a report on the fortress.
They had occupied it for several days.
Residents had gradually begun shopping for necessities again.
"Master, a Guild steward came by today. They want permission for Guild members to leave the city," Hartel said.
A Guild steward?
Wu Heng recalled the image of the middle-aged steward.
The man had been cooperative, at least recognizing the situation, rather than abusing his status.
Wu Heng asked, "Why leave the city?"
Hartel replied, "He said he wrote a report to send to the Guild HQ."
Wu Heng thought for a moment. "Tell him you can't approve it and that it's already been reported. The goal is to stall."
"Yes, Master," Hartel said.
Wu Heng finished eating, wiped his mouth with the table flag, and said, "I'll install a device so you can talk directly with Wen Mansa in Rentam City."
Hartel's eyes lit up. That would save the trouble of sending messages.
"Thank you, Master. Just install it in my room."
"Come on then, you don't know how to install it."
"This way, please."
Hartel led the way to her room.
They entered.
The room was neat—light blue sheets, white plush rug.
On the vanity were a few books and several identical glasses.
She had four or five pairs—clearly a glasses enthusiast.
"Master, just install it by the bedside," Hartel said softly.
Wu Heng looked around. "Not in the main bedroom. When you're not here, have a skeleton guard the radio. If it's by your bed, can you rest?"
Hartel froze. She hadn't considered that.
Imagining a skeleton silently watching the radio while she slept was… unsettling.
"You're right. Let's use the room next door."
They went next door.
Wu Heng assembled the radio and tuned it to Rentam City's frequency.
"You know how to use it?"
"Yes."
Wu Heng instructed, "This tool is valuable. Take it with you if you leave. If danger arises and you can't take it, destroy it."
Hartel nodded seriously. "Understood, Master. I'll protect it."
"Good. Try calling Wen Mansa. I'm heading back."
Hartel walked him out, glanced at her room, then at his retreating figure upstairs.
She returned to the radio room and tried contacting Wen Mansa.
...…
Wu Heng had just reached the second floor.
Beni flew down. "The skeleton by the radio says someone's trying to contact you."
"I'll check." Wu Heng entered the radio room and looked at the logbook.
It was Gold-Silver Island's signal.
"Hello!"
Sheila Grey's cautious voice answered, "Wu Heng, what are you doing?"
Sheila was at the Island Lord's residence again.
"Just finished dinner. You alone?" Wu Heng asked.
Her timid tone suggested she was alone.
Sheila whispered, "They're watching a movie. I got bored and had Minnie bring me here to chat. She stepped out, so it's just me."
Sneaking around, huh?
"You missed me, huh?"
"What do you think?" Sheila replied. "Didn't you say you'd be gone a few days? Why so long?"
They'd only just made their relationship official before he left.
They hadn't spent much time together.
Wu Heng said, "Once I'm done here, I'll return. Don't worry."
"I'm not worried. Just be safe. Ekow Kingdom is still a mess. If it's too much, come back. Isn't Gold-Silver Island busy enough?" Sheila nagged.
"Okay, okay. I'll be back in a few days." Wu Heng replied, then added, "Did you miss me or not?"
"Miss you, my ass."
"Even if it's my ass, it's part of me."
"You're crazy!" Sheila snapped, then added, "Did Shiyali find out about us?"
"Huh?"
"Last time we drank at my place. When Shiyali got drunk—did she wake up halfway?" Sheila explained.