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So now, including Maoyi, who had already reached Level 5, there were seven Level 5 Skeleton Warriors.

For convenience, the new ones were named Maoer, Maosan, Maosi, and so on, up to Maoqi.

They used spray paint from the hardware store to number the skeletons.

Now, they could call out the numbers to manage the group, lest people start getting mixed up with so many skeletons around.

Li Yahong, after a brief moment of surprise, reacted promptly.

She quickly said, “Ahem-! We can complete the job you promised us. We don’t need these two… um… friends to help out.”

Thinking about having skeletons hanging around where she lives seemed to guarantee nightmares.

Wu Heng glanced at the skeletons, then at Li Yahong, and said, “You can let them do menial labor, but you also have to teach them to use tools like the generator and the angle grinder.”

This was Wu Heng’s idea.

Skeletons with basic souls have understanding nearly equal to that of humans. Wu Heng thought about whether he could teach the skeletons to use these tools.

Even if the people at the auto repair shop wouldn’t leave, he still needed someone who could use these tools.

The physical strength of humans was incomparable to that of skeletons.

Once the skeleton learned how to use these tools to make weapons, they could work around the clock, without the need for sleep.

They would make excellent workers.

“Boss, I don’t think that’s necessary,” Li Yahong said, forcing a grimace of a smile.

“It’s necessary. Leave them to you.” Wu Heng said directly.

As the skeleton warriors reached Level 5, their attributes were better than ordinary people.

He was not worried about these people causing harm to the skeletons.

There was no need, unless they wanted to create trouble for themselves.

Seeing Wu Heng’s determination, Li Yahong had no other choice.

“You need to guarantee that they won’t harm us or get out of control.”

“Yes, as long as you don’t try to harm them, they won’t do anything reckless.” “Well, okay then!” Li Yahong could only nod in agreement.

Wu Heng continued to ask, “How many iron spears have been made?”

“We’ve completed 11 so far.”

“That slow?”

“After we get back the welding rods, we can work more quickly.” Li Yahong glanced at the movers.

“Well, work faster.” Wu Heng reminded, then asked, “Do you know where there are any mutated creatures? Zombies that have undergone transformation.”

“You’re looking for Mutated Zombies? I heard from Qiangzi that there was a powerful one near the hardware store. He saw it when he escaped from there.” “Mutated Dog?”

“No, a somewhat strange looking humanoid Mutated Zombie, didn’t you see it?”

Wu Heng frowned and shookhis head, “I didn’t see it.”

“It probably left then.” Li Yahong thought for a moment and said, “Are you planning to collect the ‘Leukoencephalopathy’ inside the zombie’s body?” Every place that could pick up radio signals knew about Leukoencephalopathy. Besides, Wu Heng suspected that Li Yahong, being the leader of Little East Auto Repair, probably took Leukoencephalopathy herself.

“Yes, if you find any information about Mutated Zombies in the future, let me know. If the information is accurate, I’ll give you food as a reward.” Wu Heng said straight away.

“Alright!”

As they were conversing.

A shout came from the distance, “Sister Hong, we’re done here.”

Li Yahong turned her head and said, “Then I’ll go back first.”

“Okay.”

Wu Heng nodded.

The others, seeing Li Yahong bring back two skeletons, were filled with horror.

On returning to the living area.

Wu Heng commanded the skeletons to carry the salvaged tools upstairs while the corpses were piled onto a pile of bodies in the distance.

With every battle, the number of corpses was continuously increasing.

It was becoming increasingly difficult for Wu Heng to convert them.

As he kept the radio on to listen to the updates, he continued to cast Bone Manipulation Skill, converting them into skeletons.

Night fell.

Wu Heng led the skeletons back to the rooftop, then he himself returned to Black Stone Town to rest.

The next day.

Wu Heng had come early to transform the skeletons, and now the walkie-talkie made a noise as the electric circuit came alive.

Wu Heng picked it up, only to hear Li Yahong’s voice.

“Boss, we have brought some iron spears and are hoping to exchange them for some food and anti-inflammatory medication.”

Wu Heng picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, “How many did you bring?” “35!”

“Alright, I’ll come to meet you.” Wu Heng exited the community with the skeletons.

Ordinary skeleton warriors do not possess wisdom and will attack anyone who is not allied with them.

Therefore, Li Yahong and her companions couldn’t get close.

Upon stepping out of the north gate with several Bawudong skeletons, Wu

Heng saw the iron spears laid out on a pushcart.

Some were held together by drilled screws, but most were directly welded.

Wu Heng checked out two of them and felt relatively satisfied – at least they were sturdier than those fixed together with adhesive tape.

“Okay, Jianyi, give them their stuff.”

Jianyi handed over half a bag of rice, two packets of sugar, and a box of anti-inflammatory medication to the other party.

“Take these for now, we’ll deliver the rest later.”

Although he wasn’t in need of these things, the trading rules they had agreed upon should serve as the standard, so they shouldn’t be easily broken.

Seeing the rice and sugar on the cart, the faces of Li Yahong and her companions lit up with joy.

This reassured them that their word could be trusted, they could continue making iron spears to fill their stomachs.

It meant they could quit tightening their belts.

“Okay, we will go and do these right away.” Li Yahong said.

This kind of work wasn’t much of a hassle.

Machines did most of the work, the trickiest part was creating and sharpening the spearhead, then it was finished as soon as it was soldered onto the iron pipe.

“Okay, go do that.”

Both parties split up, and Wu Heng returned to the community with the iron spears.

He distributed the iron spears to the Level Four and Level Five skeleton warriors.

The replaced dagger spears were handed over to the other skeletons.

The number of spear-armed skeletons also saw an increase.

Together with his team of skeletons, they patrolled around the community and exterminated all the roaming zombies they came across.

This not only leveled up their experience, but also took care of potential threats.

With the remaining time, Wu Heng went through the tedious process of transforming skeletons.

One by one, the skeletons stood up from the dead bodies, took the kitchen knives that were handed over to them, and joined the ranks of the skeletons.

Black Stone Town, the Association of Professionals.

Wu Heng approached the bar counter, inquiring the staff, “Could you check if the Antidote commission I posted has been fulfilled?”

Last time he obtained a second-level Corpse Core, he took it to the association to manufacture the Antidote.

Has it been completed today?

“Sure.” The staff member began to go through the records on his desk.

From beginning to end, he shook his head, “There’s no record of completion yet.”

“Thankyou!” Wu Heng turned and made his way out.

This commission is taking quite long, it must be related to the difficulty of dealing with a second-level Corpse Core.

He was not necessarily in a hurry, but because the Corpse Core was spoiling from remaining in his hands, it may be worthless in a few more days.

And when the Corpse Core goes bad, who knows if it’ll produce new poisons.

He was feeling anxious, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Halfway through his walk, Wu Heng stopped.

He quickly turned around, left the town, and got onto an empty carriage that was headed to the Black Market.

The carriage sped all the way and soon entered the Black Market Manor.

Wu Heng paid the entrance fee and entered the castle with Basen.

Upon ascending to the second floor, he stood under the announcement board and reviewed the commissions.

His commission for the Alchemist’s corpse was not completed yet, so he descended the staircase and began to browse the stalls on the lower level.

Today seemed busier than usual, and the place was a mess with everyone wearing black cloaks.

Wu Heng idly strolled around the place.

Then, he squatted in front of a familiar stall.

His gaze fell upon a book on the ragged cloth.

[Communicate with the Dead]

(Description: Within the casting radius, give a corpse a sliver of life and intelligence, enabling it to answer ‘five’ questions at most. The corpse must have a mouth, and cannot be an undead. After casting, the undead creature will no longer be able to be transformed into a undead soldier).