The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 755

Chapter 755: Chapter 610, Shanfu Port Chapter 755: Chapter 610, Shanfu Port Wu Heng’s gaze shifted toward him, then swept over the complex control station.

He said to the Skull, “Watch him. If he makes any move, kill him directly.”

Two members of the Blood Clan Skeletons walked over and stood on either side of the captain.

The Skeletons placed their palms on the captain’s shoulders, one on each side, causing the crouching captain to shiver, nearly fainting.

Immediately after, running footsteps echoed in the cabin.

Xiao Xiao’s voice sounded beside his ear, “Uncle, many people are rushing up from below, carrying weapons and handguns.”

“Go, kill everyone armed,” Wu Heng ordered.

The Blood Clan Skeletons behind him drew their weapons.

They rushed down the stairs toward the lower levels of the cabin.

Gunshots rang out, followed by a bout of fighting and agonized wails.

Wu Heng looked at the trembling captain, and asked, “Is there a loudspeaker on board for announcements?”

“Yes, this is it.” The captain crouched on the ground and carefully pointed to a microphone on the side of the console.

Wu Heng picked up the microphone, turned on the communication switch, and directly said, “I am from Xinfu City Rescue Team. We have now taken control of this ship. Lay down your weapons, and you won’t be attacked by the Skulls.”

After speaking, he put the microphone back.

He also casually turned off the switch he had just activated.

Wu Heng continued to look at the captain, “What’s your name?”

“Qian Chengfeng. This has nothing to do with me,” the captain answered while crouching.

“Is this the only ship?”

“Just one, I’m the only one who can pilot it.”

“Answer only what I ask,” Wu Heng said coldly.

Qian Chengfeng’s expression stiffened, “Yes, yes.”

“Are all the base’s people here?”

“They’re all here.”

“Tell me about the people below.”

“Those carrying weapons belong to the base; he selected them personally. The rest, the women accompany them, and the men are responsible for maintaining the ship.”

“Do you have any superpowered individuals?”

Qian Chengfeng pointed to a nearby corpse, “No, he consumed a Corpse Core but showed no superpower.”

“He was the leader?”

“Yes!”

“Do you have any plans going forward?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

Qian Chengfeng lowered his head in silence, then shook his head, “I don’t know; I’m just an ordinary person. Because I can pilot the ship, I was given some special attention. They wouldn’t tell me their decisions.”

With that, Wu Heng did not continue to inquire further.

“Take him outside to squat,” Wu Heng said.

The Skull dragged Qian Chengfeng all the way outside.

…

Wu Heng then looked at the corpse on the ground.

He released “Communicate with the Dead.”

Since he had only consumed the Corpse Core, his level was around level five, which was not significant compared to the current size of the Skull Team.

The corpse suddenly sat up, its murky gaze looking this way.

Wu Heng directly asked, “What are your plans moving forward?”

“I contacted a port in South Korea. If the Skulls haven’t left, we’ll head there,” the corpse answered.

Indeed, there were still plans in motion.

Moreover, this person had a broad network, capable of contacting a base at that port.

Wu Heng asked, “Are they so willing to accept you?”

“I have consumed a Corpse Core; they need people like me. Moreover, they are very curious about some situations here, especially the Xinfu City base. They are willing to allow us to stay after hearing about the conflict with you.”

“Uncle, our base is quite famous,” Xiao Xiao exclaimed.

Wu Heng didn’t respond to Xiao Xiao and continued to ask, “What’s their strength like?”

“Not sure.”

Wu Heng thought for a moment. Asking about the South Korean port might not yield much.

He then asked, “Who are the key people in your base?”

“Me and Qian Chengfeng.”

“Isn’t Qian Chengfeng the captain?”

“Yes, he is the deputy leader.”

After five questions, the corpse lay back down.

Wu Heng said nothing, while the three Ghosts quietly discussed among themselves in midair.

The middle-aged man, who appeared timid, clearly wasn’t as simple as he claimed.

…

Wu Heng waited in the control room for a while.

The remaining survivors were brought out.

Only six people were left; the rest had become corpses, piled together.

Wu Heng walked out and collected all the searched handguns and weapons.

He said to the Skulls, “Lock them in a room. If they behave, don’t bother them. If they show any intent to escape or attack, kill them directly.”

The survivors shivered.

They followed the Skulls into the cabin.

They entered a room, with a Skull guarding outside.

Wu Heng returned to the control room and said, “Let’s go, set course back to port.”

“Yes, yes!”

Qian Chengfeng maneuvered the ship toward the port crowded with Skulls.

…

Sizzle~!

On the way back with the ship.

A portable radio nearby emitted a faint sound of electric current.

Then, a clear and formal voice came through, “This is Shanfu Port. Kondra, can you hear me?”

Indeed, news had come from the South Korean port.

Wu Heng looked towards Qian Chengfeng, who, wiping the sweat from his forehead, explained, “He, he is called Kondra, a foreign national.”

“Go, tell them the man drank too much and is asleep,” Wu Heng said directly.

As Qian Chengfeng wiped his sweat, he walked over, opened the communication device, and asked, “Kondra is drunk. I am the captain of this ship. Do you need anything?”

There was a pause on the other side.

But they still said, “This drunkard, when he wakes up, tell him that our port allows your approach. Bring the materials you mentioned.”

“When the leader wakes up, I will convey it to him,” replied Qian Chengfeng.

“Hmm.”

He hung up the conversation.

Qian Chengfeng’s expression also looked somewhat unpleasant.

He then said, “I was not aware of this matter; he arranged it himself.”

Wu Heng waved his hand and said directly, “Continue to approach the port.”

“Oh, oh! Alright.”

…

The ship approached the port.

Qi Hancai came over with some people.

Survivors were escorted down.

Wu Heng stated, “I killed some, and the remaining survivors should be detained for now. We’ll separate them for investigation later.”

Qi Hancai turned and ordered.

Bai Qing immediately took all the survivors away.

As people disembarked from the ship, bodies were also transformed into skeletons.

Wu Heng continued to address the nearby Big Head Skeleton, “Mobilize a thousand skeletons to board the ship.”

Clatter~!

The multitude of skeletons at the port began to move.

They boarded the cargo ship directly, some entering the hold and others stationed on the deck.

Qi Hancai, watching the moving skeletons, asked, “Are we going out to sea again?”

“These people have contacted the port in South Korea. I plan to go there and ask if anyone in the team speaks Korean,” Wu Heng briefly explained.

Visiting the port in South Korea was a decision Wu Heng made after much deliberation.

He was planning the arrangement for Gold and Silver Island.

He needed quite a number of people.

Qi Hancai picked up the walkie-talkie and started to inquire about the Korean language matters.

Before long, a man in his thirties came over.

He saluted the two of them.

“Leader, Deputy Leader, I know some Korean. I passed an exam, but I haven’t spoken it much in years. I’m not sure if I can be of help.”

Wu Heng nodded, “Knowing some is fine, get on the ship.”

He turned and boarded the ship, with Qi Hancai following him up.

Wu Heng did not say much else.

Entering the pilot house, he continued to Qian Chengfeng, “Let’s go, to Shanfu Port.”

The cargo ship started again.

Heading towards the target direction.

…

Shanfu Port.

In a well-arranged room.

A burly man in pajamas sat at the dining table, eating his meal.

Even in these end times, when food was scarce, his table was still full of fish and meat, leisurely savoring fine wine.

Thud, thud, thud~!

The door was knocked.

The man eating paused in his movements.

“Come in!”

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit came in, saluting and saying, “Chairman, a group of survivors just came to join us. They heard that the base has been doing well under your leadership, and their leader’s wife wants to personally thank you.”

The dining chairman glanced at him.

“Have they bathed?”

“They have been bathed, though they look a bit malnourished,” the suit-clad middle-aged man stated.

“Good,” the chairman nodded, seeming to remember something, then asked, “The ship from the Coastal Port, it should be arriving soon, right?”

The suited man continued, “It should be soon. The leader of the other side is called ‘Kondra,’ a half-Italian who has consumed a Corpse Core, and has also brought in some recent intelligence from Xinfu City.”

“Understood, bring that woman here,” said the chairman.

“Yes, Chairman!” The middle-aged man left.

Not long after, the door was knocked again.

A young woman was pushed in abruptly.

The chairman turned his head towards her, scanning her face and figure.

He grabbed some rice, stirred it with soup, then threw it on the ground, “If you are hungry, come eat this. Crawl over!”

The woman’s eyes showed a hint of desire.

She madly crawled over, beginning to scramble for the rice on the floor.

The chairman then smiled, wiped his hands, and lifted the skirt of the woman kneeling on the ground to her waist.