The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 257: Chapter 216, such a strong appeal_1

They heard they would be leaving tomorrow.

Wu Heng was a bit surprised, “So soon?”

Li Yahong explained, “Actually, it’s not rushed. They’ve been preparing for it for a while, we just didn’t pay much attention before.”

It seems, for each refuge, power supply was indeed a matter of urgency.

“The Flame God Shelter sure has some influence,” Wu Heng spoke while holding a soft waist in his arms.

Post-zombie apocalypse.

Each shelter had formed their own small group.

Contrary to the mutual aid propaganda, scarcity of resources had made humans less united.

Like the rescue for Grandma Wang Ke, two survivor bases in the same village had few people and were hostile to each other.

Not to say that they were going to fighting outright, but most of the survivors were wary and distrustful of each other.

The fact that the Flame God Shelter could persuade so many people was indeed not a simple achievement.

Li Yahong gently pat his shoulder, “Remember the last time I told you about the appointment of the regional disaster response commander by the main station?”

“You mean he is the commander now?”

“Yes, our side didn’t participate, but the main station appointed the Flame God Shelter as the disaster response commander based on some information they obtained. They organized this event under this title. The need for power restoration is indeed real and many bases have responded.”

The Flame God Shelter was clever too, the first action they organized was the restoration of electricity.

If they were bringing anything else, no shelter would respond and they would probably be ridiculed instead.

“Alright, I got it!” Wu Heng said.

Li Yahong further asked, “Are we going to participate? The prison’s power supply is enough and we don’t require that much electricity for now.”

“We can go and take a look. If we can get the solar panels working, we’d have an additional way to generate electricity,” Wu Heng thought of it and said.

“Alright, the place is on the edge of a city in the south. It’s a long journey, we need to leave early tomorrow.” Li Yahong said.

“Okay.”

…

Having decided on the plans for tomorrow, Wu Heng continued, “You have taken two level one Corpse Cores before. You have greatly improved physically. I will teach you some combat skills so you can protect yourself if necessary.”

Upon hearing this, Li Yahong looked up at him, “Aren’t you protecting me?”

“There will be times when I am not around. It’s also good to learn some more as a form of fitness for your body,” Wu Heng paused, then continued, “Zombies are gradually becoming stronger, life will be even more difficult in the future.”

He wasn’ trying to scare her, it was just the reality.

The zombie corpses that were currently being transformed have started to increase in levels 2 and 3 Skulls.

That means the zombies themselves are also improving.

Unlike humans, the zombies get stronger with time. When all the zombies in sight have reached a higher level, the survivors’ living space will be even more scarce.

Therefore, personal improvement is equally important.

Others may not have any channels for it, but Li Yahong has already taken two Corpse Cores, it would be a shame if she doesn’t work hard now.

“Zombies are also getting stronger?” A surprised expression appeared on Li Yahong’s face, her beautiful eyes widened, as if confirming whether Wu Heng was trying to scare her.

“Yes, that’s why we need to take advantage of the current safety and try to improve ourselves as much as possible,” Wu Heng said.

Li Yahong, in her surprise, regained her composure, stood up from his chest, “Alright, I’ll learn from you. Where do we start training?”

Wu Heng had unlocked swordsmanship and short spears, but he also knew some hand-to-hand combat, which he learned from Bawudong.

Only, he didn’t have a specific specialization.

He suggested, “Let’s start with physical training, after a few days of this, I’ll teach you swordsmanship.”

“Alright, as you say.”

The two went to the open space in the room.

Wu Heng took the lead in making some movements, and Li Yahong followed him.

Probably because of the Corpse Core.

Li Yahong’s physical stamina was stronger than that of ordinary people. She followed Wu Heng for more than an hour, although she was drenched in sweat, she could still hold on.

Heat radiated off her entire body.

“Alright, let’s rest for a while, too much training can be counterproductive,” Wu Heng said.

Li Yahong’s face was flushed red from the workout, huffing and puffing.

Wu Heng looked at her, “I’ll teach you some simple stretching exercises.”

“Oh, okay!”

Li Yahong agreed and stood there waiting for his next instruction.

During this period of interaction, she had basically formed a habit of obeying his orders and completing the tasks at hand.

“Spread your legs a bit, shoulder-width apart.”

Li Yahong followed his instructions.

“Yes, just like that, hold onto the desk and slowly bend down,” Wu Heng said.

“Like this? What’s next?”

Just after Li Yahong asked, she felt a pair of warm, powerful hands landed on the skin exposed at her waist.

Li Yahong shuddered like she’d been electrocuted.

“Not here, let’s go to the bed,” Li Yahong said.

As an adult, she knew very well what the other person wanted to do.

They were both willing participants, and they had done everything except the final step.

Wu Heng picked her up and placed her on the bed not far away. He quickly shed his last layer of clothing, using the cold moonlight from the window to examine the woman’s body on the bed.

“What’s the hurry!” Li Yahong blushed as she complained. She opened her arms and called him, “Stop staring and hurry up!”

“Okay.”

…

The next day, noon.

The convoy was lined up, rushing towards their destination.

Yawn~!

Li Yahong yawned, still tightly gripping the steering wheel.

“Want me to take over for a bit?” Wu Heng suggested from the side.

Last night, they had been up late, and they had set off early today, so Li Yahong kept yawning.

“I’m good, we need to maintain our speed, I can handle this,” Li Yahong shook her head, flashed a smile, and asked, “Was that stretching exercise you taught me yesterday real or not?”

“Of course it’s real.”

“Then I’ll practice it again when I get back. Can I teach this workout method to Qiangzi and the others? Being fitter means being better at protecting ourselves.”

Wu Heng nodded, “Yes, I learned it from Bawudong. If there’s a chance, I’ll properly teach everyone sometime.”

“Great!” Li Yahong nodded.

She looked at the rear-view mirror above.

Besides Bawudong, there were three tall bodyguards around Wu Heng.

Armed with large battle axes and hammers, they looked like Vikings from a movie.

Fierce and daunting demeanor.

Zzz~!

The walkie-talkie sounded.

“Sister Hong, we’re approaching our destination. I can see some survivors and vehicles.”

Li Yahong looked toward Wu Heng.

The latter said, “Slow down the convoy, don’t approach yet.”

Li Yahong relayed through the walkie-talkie, “Slow down the convoy; don’t approach yet.”

The convoy began to slow down, and Wu Heng sent out Xiao Xiao to scout ahead.

…

In a large yard’s concrete room.

The empty room had no seats, just a few red bricks forming a table, covered with a hand-drawn map.

Around the brick table huddled six people.

Five men and one woman.

In the center of the room, a man in his late twenties stood, wearing a field coat over body armor, with short hair and thick eyebrows. He looked very sturdy.

Flame God Shelter – Ma Zhiyong, appointed disaster relief commander by the main station.

After everyone had introduced themselves.

Ma Zhiyong got to the point. “The factory has more than 3000 workers. If we want to attack safely, we need to reconsider our approach.”

The initial contact indicated a larger number of people, but only a few shelters’ representatives arrived in reality.

Either the rest had backed off, or, in a worse case, died en route.

The only woman looked at the map and said, “Why not send someone to lure the zombies out? The few left inside, we can just go finish off.”

Ma Zhiyong shook his head, “There is a level-2 commander zombie inside; the hordes won’t leave easily. If we are detected by them, all of us are in danger.”

Everyone looked at the map, with brows slightly furrowed.

“Is there a way to kill the commander first? Isn’t there an armored vehicle at the Flame God? Kill the Mutated Zombie first, and lure away the rest of the swarm?” another person suggested.

Ma Zhiyong shook his head, “Indeed, we brought two armored vehicles. It’s fine if the Mutated Zombie appears, but if we can’t locate it hiding somewhere, the armored vehicle is of no use.”

The crowd fell silent again.

Unable to come up with a better strategy, they began to grow restless.

“Damn, what a waste of time,” someone cursed.

They had thought they were on a mission to solve the power issue, not expecting such a predicament on venturing out.

Just as everyone was at a loss.

Urgent footsteps approached from outside, and several people from different shelters came in.

Each person exchanged glances.

One of them spoke up, “Chief, a convoy arrived. It seems to be military trucks, several of them.”