The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 910

Chapter 910: Chapter 728: Shared Kingdom Chapter 910: Chapter 728: Shared Kingdom Two reports, more than a hundred pages in total.

Rows upon rows of nothing but written records.

Wu Heng opened the material on the growth of animal Corpse Cores, and what was documented was the timeline after animals underwent Corpse Transformation and the forming of the Corpse Cores.

Among them were experiments using bats, gorillas, dogs, domestic pigs, and some other available experimental subjects.

The least amount of time it took to form a Corpse Core was 30 to 50 days, while at the other end of the spectrum it could take over four months, or even longer.

Not every subject resulted in the formation of a Corpse Core.

The success rate for bats was 45%; two gorillas were experimented on, and both successfully formed Corpse Cores.

However, the remarks noted that due to the small number of subjects, it was impossible to determine an accurate success rate.

For dogs and domestic pigs, the rate was around 27%.

Wu Heng flipped through the pages and understood why Lv Chang’an was so eager to save those people.

A batch of professional scientific researchers and these materials were treasures for any base.

Various technical terminologies and names of pharmaceuticals were somewhat unfamiliar to Wu Heng.

On the last page, there was a summary: the formation of Corpse Cores often occurs in creatures with strong adaptability to the virus.

“Strong adaptability!”

“This makes it easier for them to form Corpse Cores after undergoing Corpse Transformation.”

This was indeed quite important.

Wu Heng continued to turn to the second set of materials, “Controllable Superpower Experimentation in Humans.”

It mainly discussed experiments related to superpowers.

This reminded him of the time when he first made contact with the headquarters.

Lv Chang’an had brought over an agreement, wanting to invite him to join some kind of superpowered man development program and wanting to use his blood for experiments.

He had flatly refused.

In the Otherworld, there were methods of laying Curses through blood, so who knew if there were similar abilities present.

It seemed that such experiments had indeed made progress.

And they had even been documented.

Wu Heng read through the materials page by page until he was finished.

The final direction seemed to be research into the development of superpowers.

“Superpowers can appear en masse now? That’s a bit exaggerated.”

…

Wu Heng closed the materials and put them aside.

Glenda floated over, controlling the materials to fly into the air and glanced through a few pages.

Then she closed it and asked, “What do you think, are these materials useful?”

“It’s more of a report, documenting summaries of experimental results,” Wu Heng added, “But they are still of some help to us.”

“You can go to headquarters. We can help you steal the materials back,” Glenda suggested.

“No rush, let’s wait a bit,” Wu Heng replied, taking out a crumpled yellow talisman, “See if this thing is of any use?”

“What’s this? A formation drawn on paper?” Glenda asked curiously.

Xiao Xiao and Bella also flew over.

“A talisman. You can think of it as a formation drawn on paper. Let’s see if it has any effect on ghosts!” Wu Heng said.

“That method Lv Chang’an asked a Taoist to use?” Glenda realized.

“Right, that’s the one.”

Glenda didn’t say much more, just floated over and felt it for a while, her tone uncertain, “Seems like it might work, but I can’t tell very well.”

“Don’t you need to stick it on your forehead?” Xiao Xiao retorted.

“Your aunt, who has a forehead anymore? Xiao Xiao, do you feel any effect?” Wu Heng continued.

Xiao Xiao also flew over, feeling carefully, “It seems like there’s a sensation, like being pushed outward.”

Bella approached the talisman, “It’s like a kind of repulsion.”

Wu Heng’s eyebrows raised–did the talisman actually work?

Although the effect wasn’t clear, just feeling something meant it had some effect on souls.

The old ancestors’ creations still contained some tricks.

It was just uncertain if the material used to make the talisman was effective, or if it was the pattern that worked.

As for its lack of significant impact on ghosts, there could be many reasons.

Perhaps the ghosts of ancient times differed from today’s ghosts, or maybe the talismans produced didn’t achieve the original desired effect.

“If you can improve the effectiveness of these talismans, they may replace the current protective items against ghosts,” Glenda spoke again.

Drawing them is definitely faster than etching items.

If the right method is found, and skeletons start drawing day and night, they can surely be mass-produced.

Then those expensive devices would no longer be competitive.

“I’ll look into it and see if it’s a viable direction.”

“Mhm,” Glenda didn’t say much else.

As the light dimmed, Wu Heng also got up to stretch his body, “I’m off to sleep, ghosts have it good, no need to sleep.”

Glenda responded grumpily, “It’s not hard to die. I could help you with that.”

“Thanks, but no thanks,” Wu Heng waved his hand, “See you tomorrow.”

“Goodbye, uncle.”

“Goodnight!”

He walked out the door, downstairs to sleep.

…

Back in the bedroom.

Wu Heng lay in bed, pondering the events of the past few days.

First was the overall rescue operation.

Rescuing and capturing ghosts were not difficult.

The main focus was obtaining Corpse Core data and the matter of talismans.

Superpower research might be a bit challenging on his own, but raising animals to produce Corpse Cores was something he should be able to try.

“Bats and gorillas! Seems like they could be tough to handle, surely can’t have skeletons capture them.”

“If it doesn’t work, then buy some alternatives first.”

The success rate was limited, so he would definitely need animals that could be purchased in large quantities.

Second was the talismans.

It seemed talismans were effective to some extent and were worth studying.

Even if it didn’t achieve the desired effect in the end, perhaps it could inspire some insights into formations or rituals.

On the Otherworld side,
The only matter was the Evil Cult congregation site.

But he had already sent a report to headquarters; it was up to them to decide how to deal with it now.

There was also Netalee City and the Fifth Princess, whether they could truly help enhance his reputation.

Contemplating this, sleepiness surged within him.

He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

…

Ring, ring, ring~!

Breakfast time, and the phone rang.

Mini answered it and then said to the dining room, “Master, it’s Mr. Costas.”

Costas was the island’s Corpse Ghost Mechanist.

Wu Heng walked over and took the phone, “Costas.”

“Lord Island Master, the factory installation is complete; we can arrange for production now.”

The factory was ready.

Wu Heng had moved three factories from Zombie World: a paper mill, a bakery, and a canning factory.

These three raw materials could be easily purchased on the island.

And large-scale processing in the factories could also let him earn a bit, especially with paper, as the island’s newspaper and book printing consumed a substantial amount of it.

“Good, I’ll have someone go over and check it out shortly,” Wu Heng said.

Costas continued, “The parts for the power plant are also fully prepared; the remaining large equipment can be custom-ordered locally in Netalee City and can depart anytime.”

“Wait another two days until Philippa returns, then you can go together.”

“Alright, my lord.”

After hanging up the phone, Wu Heng returned to the dining table and looked at Andre Willow, “Wei’er, when you have time, visit the new factory and arrange the raw material orders.”

“Understood, master.”

Wu Heng glanced at the other maids, “If you get too busy, ask Annette and Robey to help you; it will also be a good opportunity for them to learn how to interact with the outside world.”

“Annette, come with me to deal with some work.”

Annette raised her head, “Okay.”

Robey scratched his head, “What about me?”

Andre Willow smiled, “If it’s still too much, then you can come too.”

“Alright.”

After breakfast, everyone went about their own business.

…

It wasn’t until the afternoon.

Wu Heng sat in the living room reviewing reports from the city hall.

The gate to the courtyard was suddenly thrown open.

Philippa strode in, shouting, “I’m back!”

“Don’t yell like that, you’ll scare people,” Mini complained.

“Did you miss me, Mini?”

“What’s there to miss?”

Philippa wasn’t offended, walked over, lift Mini, and spun her around, “Because I missed you.”

“Oh, stop it, go take a bath. I’ll take you to a movie later.”

“What’s a movie?”

“You’ll see,” said Mini with a mysterious smile.

Robey also peeked out from his room, “Philippa.”

“Robey, I missed you too.”

“Thanks!”

Philippa continued into the room, saw Wu Heng in the living room, and with a quick few steps, she leaped into the air towards him.

Wu Heng caught her, “What kind of move is this?”

“I missed you!” Philippa nuzzled into his embrace coquettishly.

“Just like a child who hasn’t grown up,” Wu Heng patted her back.

Philippa got down from his embrace and added, “Oh, right, Brittany sent you a letter.”

Saying that, she pulled out a letter.

A letter?

Wu Heng opened it and glanced through.

It was filled with words of thanks, followed by plans for the development of Netalee City.

Wu Heng read on.

And when he reached the end his expression hardened.

“If I ascend to the throne, I am willing to share the Kingdom with you.”