The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 264: 222, We Want Gold_1

Chapter 264: Chapter 222, We Want Gold_1

At these words, the mood in the room instantly turned grave.

The day before yesterday, they had to turn back due to a lack of numbers.

And now, those who remained in the room were still discussing the matter of occupying the factory area.

They had yet to come to a conclusion, yet they were being told that the factory had already been occupied.

How could it have happened so quickly?

Ma Zhiyong signaled for the others to keep quiet and continued to ask, “Who has occupied it? Tell us in detail.”

The driver took a deep breath and said, “When we came back, we took the road from the factory area. While passing by the factory, we looked in through the main gate and didn’t see any zombies. Not a shadow of one. All we saw were skeletons clad in ancient armor, holding cold steel in their hands, and guarding the factory like soldiers.”

Skeletons?

The others in the room furrowed their brows, and quickly reacted.

Wasn’t the convoy that arrived the day before yesterday carrying these skeletons?

It must be them.

“Shit, we’ve been played. They must have learned of the location through us.”

“Right, that factory should have been ours.”

Immediately, two of them cursed aloud.

Even though they hadn’t figured out how to occupy the place, they were the first ones who initiated and mobilized people.

And now that it was taken by someone else, they can’t describe how choked up they were.

Ma Zhiyong’s face was equally grim.

Restoring power is a crucial step in the camp’s subsequent development.

Are they supposed to fight those skeletons?

If the others could single-handedly take over that factory, their strengths must not be underestimated either.

If both sides sustained casualties by then, they would also be eliminated by the current harsh environment.

Hearing the others still cursing, Ma Zhiyong said, “Let’s go, to the radio.”

The few of them got up and followed him out.

They entered a room on the second floor.

Upon opening the door, they saw a few women sorting through food while chatting.

Seeing Ma Zhiyong and the others rush in.

One of them asked, “What happened?”

Ma Zhiyong said, “Nothing, we just need to use the radio.”

Beneath the window, on the wooden table, there was a radio. It was turned down low, and the conversation on the line was about the shelters discussing the issue of storing grains before winter arrived.

The city was still occupied by zombies.

And once winter arrived, they would have to store grains in advance here in the northern region.

Otherwise, they would hardly survive.

Ma Zhiyong turned up the volume on the radio, picked up the microphone, and said, “Is anyone from the Auto Repair Shelter there?”

The conversations inside the radio halted.

When someone was transmitting a message, idle chats would be temporarily stopped.

“This is the Auto Repair Shelter, what’s the matter?” A woman’s voice came from inside the radio.

“We’re from Flame God Shelter. We have a matter to discuss with your leader,” said Ma Zhiyong.

“The leader is not here currently… ”

Before she finished speaking, another woman’s voice cut in, “I’m here. What is it?”

Everyone at the radio stations of all the shelters were taken aback.

Why were there two places speaking?

There were two bases at the Auto Repair Shelter?

Ma Zhiyong asked directly, “Did you occupy the solar farm?”

The room instantly quieted down.

Everyone was waiting for the answer from the other side.

“Yes!”

This…

Although they had suspected it, hearing the confirmation still left them taken aback and incredulous.

Those skeletal figures were really controlled by people.

And they could even awaken such strange superpower.

Before Ma Zhiyong could respond, other voices from several other shelters resounded in the radio.

“The Auto Repair Shelter isn’t being honest. We agreed to attack together and share the spoils equally, how come you occupied it alone?”

“Exactly, Captain Ma initiated it. You occupied it without a word, what’s the meaning of this?”

“How did you learn about the factory’s location…”

The shelters were questioning one after the other.

But no one from the Auto Repair Shelter responded.

Ma Zhiyong remained silent for a moment, and after letting the shelter’s radio operators accuse the Auto Repair Shelter, he said, “Are you willing to exchange the solar panels?”

Everyone quieted down again.

The female voice from the Auto Repair Shelter in the radio said again, “We can trade.”

There was a slight pause before she continued, “You cannot conquer the factory in a short time. We can provide solar panels and food, and you can exchange them with items we need.”

They have food as well….

Such audacity, dare to sell food to the entire shelter.

Before Ma Zhiyong could continue speaking,

Someone from the shelter asked, “What do you guys need?”

“Armored vehicles, weapons, Corpse Cores, gold, and silver!” came the response.

Armored vehicles and weapons were undoubtedly conditions set towards the Flame God Shelter.

Only they would have such things.

But gold and silver…

What use could they have at a time like this?

“You guys really want gold and silver?” someone asked.

“Yes.”

Ma Zhiyong interjected again, “What would the exchange rate be?”

The radio went silent, everyone was waiting for the answer.

After a while, the reply came through, “We need to discuss it. We’ll let you know in a couple of days.”

“Alright!”

…

They put down the radio.

Ma Zhiyong and the others fell into silence again.

It would seem that the team at the auto repair shop was much stronger than they had anticipated.

Offering to exchange food with all the shelters, that wasn’t something just anyone could confidently propose.

“They want armored vehicles!”

“We can’t give them to them, we only have a few, what will we use if we give them away?”

“What about the solar panels then? Moreover, we don’t have enough food for winter.”

“Captain Ma, what should we do?”

Ma Zhiyong remained seated, thought for a moment, and said, “We can’t give up the armored vehicles. Didn’t they say they wanted gold and silver? Look up nearby banks and jewelry stores, there’s plenty of that stuff.”

“That’s right, let’s exchange those with them.”

“Get ready, we will head out tomorrow. While scavenging for resources, we’ll also keep an eye out for jewelry stores,” Ma Zhiyong continued.

“Sounds good!”

Everyone nodded and dispersed.

…

On the same frequency, all the shelters that heard the conversation were discussing this matter.

Most people’s radios could only receive signals and could not send messages.

Upon learning that they could exchange useless gold and silver for food or solar panels, they all began to prepare.

Perhaps they could safely get through this winter after all.

…

Wu Heng returned to the factory district with the Skeletons.

After storing all the helmets in a warehouse,

He rearranged the defensive formation and surrounded the entire factory district.

In fact, this place was safer than the city district—open, uninhabited.

But they still needed to take some precautions to avoid any problems.

After making sure everything was in order,

He returned home through the boundary door.

It was now around four o’clock. Wu Heng asked the Skeletons to carry a few electricity poles over there first.

He sat in the room for a while.

Then got up and went to the guild.

The whole guild was still bustling, and it was also the guild members’ gathering time.

Upon entering the hall, apart from the staff, members and leaders of some small teams shouted greetings from afar.

As if they were old acquaintances.

“Captain Wu Heng, there’s some mail for you here,” the receptionist shouted.

Wu Heng walked over, there was only one letter, and from the seal’s pattern, it was a reply from ‘Slyther’.

He thanked the receptionist with a smile and headed towards the lounge.

…

There was no one in the lounge.

Wu Heng sat at the desk, cut open the letter’s seal, and pulled out the letter.

The writing was as neat and beautiful as ever.

The content was about thanks for Wu Heng’s trust and some internal situations of the Secret Speakers.

Wu Heng skimmed through it.

It seemed that Slyther’s tone in this letter was somewhat too formal, without the usual cunning hints.

The last paragraph stated that she would come to Lundham City again in three days to take away the ‘Blood Cup’.

And asked Wu Heng to keep his word from last time.

To meet her at the border.