The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse-Chapter 1178 - 893, Wood Elf Shared Recipes
Skeleton Flying Dragon landed in the middle of the road, and Wu Heng jumped off its back. ๐ฏ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฃ๐ค๐๐ฎ๐ต.๐๐ค๐ข
Nearby, a car door opened and Li Yahong approached, clad in a long black down coat, "Arenโt you afraid of catching a cold, riding a Flying Dragon here?"
Before Wu Heng could speak, Xiao Xiao appeared from the side and said: "Uncle is in good health, he wonโt catch a cold!"
Li Yahong smiled in agreement, "Thatโs mighty impressive."
"Really, Uncle canโt even die now," Xiao Xiao asserted with pride, almost as if she was speaking about herself.
"Between you and your uncle, who is more capable?" Li Yahong turned to look at her.
Xiao Xiao paused, "Our strengths are different, weโre both capable."
"Xiao Xiao is really smart."
A few steps forward, they saw the lighting factory mentioned by Li Yahong.
On the wall at the factory gate, were the large characters โXinghui Lighting Factoryโ.
"With satellites and databases now, finding old factories has become quite easy," said Li Yahong.
"Can a vault be found?" Wu Heng brought up the topic of the vault again.
"That canโt be found on the satellites, Iโve already broadcast this on the radio, there should be some information coming in," Li Yahong reassured, then continued, "By the way, Qi Hancai mentioned a Superpowered Man in Mexico who can control metal."
"What about her?" Wu Heng asked.
"Qi Hancai says she should be able to use her ability to unlock safe deposit boxes, and she suspects the vault door could be opened too," Li Yahong explained while walking.
That Superpowered Womanโs ability is called Metal Nerve, which allows her to control metal through physical contact.
It might really work out.
"Let her try with a bank vault somewhere."
"Alright!"
After entering the factoryโs backyard, a large number of busy Skeletons could be seen.
Li Yahong introduced: "This is an integrated factory where different workshops are responsible for different parts; the first one produces lamp heads and there are other workshops for chips and resin encapsulation, all packed by Skeletons."
The whole set of lighting production is quite complex.
Fortunately, the modern factories are integrated, eliminating the need to search for other factories elsewhere.
Following into one of the workshops, various machinery were already packed.
Here, Wu Heng had specially left a group of Skeleton Mechanists to organize the data and dismantle the machinery.
Not a very high level is required, just accurate recording and numbering.
After reviewing the workshop once, they went on to the continuous warehouses behind, where various types of lighting fixtures were neatly stored.
These would probably suffice for a portion of the people on Gold and Silver Island to install the lighting fixtures.
After reviewing everything, Wu Heng said: "I will stay here to arrange the transportation, you can go back first!"
"If you need any more types of factories, tell me later; the machines might not work if itโs too long," Li Yahong said.
"Okay, I will sort it out and let you know when I need something," Wu Heng responded.
Li Yahong nodded, "Then Iโm heading back first."
"Okay."
Li Yahong left the factory, got into her car, and drove away.
Wu Heng then opened a boundary door in a workshop and selected a place on Gold and Silver Island for the factory site, connecting the boundary door.
He had the Skeletons start moving the machinery and finished lighting fixtures from the warehouse.
From morning they moved until late into the night to get everything transported.
Using the cover of darkness, he teleported back to the Island Lordโs Mansion.
...
The next morning.
Downstairs came the noisy voices of Philippa and Robey.
Opening the door and heading downstairs, the arguing duo clamped their mouths shut; Robey said with a smile, "Master, breakfast is ready."
"Okay! Quarrel all you want, but no fighting," Wu Heng embraced both.
Robey, puffing up, complained, "She started grabbing food before meals began."
"And Wu Heng doesnโt manage you, so why do you?"
"Master didnโt see it. If he had seen it, he wouldโve managed you."
"That doesnโt mean you get to," Philippa retorted.
Andre Willow walked out from another side, holding a branch, and said: "All of you, be quiet and go wash your hands."
Both sharply took a breath and, giving each other a glare, turned to wash their hands.
Andre Willow said with a smile, "Master, donโt worry about them. Letโs get ready to eat."
During the conversation, Shanaela also came down from upstairs.
She hadnโt come back last night and had slept in her own room.
With breakfast served on the table, everyone sat down to eat.
Wu Heng said: "Weiโer, I plan to firstly install streetlights for the merchants on Lighthouse Street. Arrange for someone to gauge the merchantsโ interests and then set a pricing standard."
"Okay, master," Andre Willow quickly responded, then added, "For the pricing standard, is it to be collected uniformly from each shop?"
"Later on, it will be based on a type of electricity meter, charged according to the usage," Wu Heng explained.
Shanaela softly said, looking at them, "Days are long and nights are short on Gold and Silver Island; installing lights will only extend the merchantsโ operating hours by a bit. If pricing is set too high, the merchants might feel repelled, especially since you are also building the church."
This was a reminder to himself to gather faith without negatively affecting his reputation.
"Letโs hold off on setting a fee then, and see what the merchants want," Wu Heng decided.
"Okay, master," Andre Willow nodded.
Shanaela continued, "The church is almost complete; we should go check it out later."
"Alright!"
...
Netalee City, Association Hall.
A new notice was posted on the notice board.
More and more onlookers, members of the association, mercenaries, were all surprised to see the notice.
Wu Heng had become a hero, appointed by the headquarters as the External Operations Leader.
That always popular Island Master, had now directly become a hero?
And had been appointed as a leader by the headquarters?
