Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Chapter 992, Letter from Luan

Judging from the time, the drastic changes in the Yeko Kingdom must have already reached the ears of the Vatican.

Based on their understanding of themselves, most of the Vatican's top brass believed that the bodies of these missing clergymen had long since disappeared.

After all, compared to the fall of the Pope, the life and death of a few low-level executors are really insignificant.

Wu Heng waved his hand and opened the Archbishop's mouth. The Archbishop whimpered twice, widened his eyes and shouted: "Let me go! Wu Heng, you can't do this! You are the leader of the association, you should abide by it..."

Roar~!

The voice has not fallen,

The archbishop's roar echoed in the corridor, and the roars of corpses broke out one after another in the cells on both sides, resounding throughout the cell.

here……!
The noisy clergy suddenly became quiet, looking around and looking in horror at the iron gate that was roaring.

This is the Necromancer's experimental base.

He does have an experimental base.

The clergy were dragged roughly by the skeleton guards, their boots leaving messy marks on the concrete floor, and their eyes became more terrified.

The heart is ashamed.

The necromancer in front of him would never allow people like them to walk out alive after seeing this place.

Dong dong dong~!

The iron doors were closed one by one, and all the clergy were locked up in cells separately.

"Prepare some food for them. Let them recover overnight and transform into zombies tomorrow." Wu Heng instructed the Skeleton Alchemist.

The Alchemical Skull bowed its head in response to the order, then turned and left.

Wu Heng waved his hand and walked out.

Xiao Xiao floated on his shoulder, lying on his back and said, "I had forgotten about these people..."

Benny followed up by saying, "If we don't let them out, they'll probably starve to death in there."

"Resurrect them if they die, then kill them again. They are all bad guys anyway." Xiao Xiao said on the side.

The queen said, "I can see that Xiaoxiao is the most ferocious among us."

"My aunt wants to say that I am the smartest..."

Walk out of the prison area.

Wu Heng got into the SUV in the garage and said to the driver, "Let's go to the central shopping mall."

The skeleton driver stepped on the accelerator and the SUV engine roared away from the prison.

The car window was half open. The weather was spring, but not as cold as winter.

Four ghosts were crowded in the back row. Xiaoxiao was holding her phone and browsing the forum, giggling from time to time. The other three souls also gathered together to listen to her explain those strange Internet terms.

Arrive in the central area.

Wu Heng pushed open the door of Li Yahong's office and walked straight in.

Li Yahong sat behind the desk, looking down at a pile of documents.

Hearing the noise, he glanced up and said with a teasing tone, "Hey, you finally got out of prison? I thought you were going to live there until the zombies were extinct."

Wu Heng sat down opposite her, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and said with a smile: "Why, from your tone, you sound like a neglected young wife?"

Li Yahong snorted and closed the file: "Some people leave for ten days or half a month without any news, and I can't complain?"

"Okay, it's my fault. I'll come back more often next time." Wu Heng changed the subject, "How's it going here lately?"

Li Yahong's expression eased a little. "Overall, it's going smoothly, but... there's news from Qi Hancai that the Dawn Alliance is discussing shutting down the serum research and development project."

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows, "The serum research and development has stopped? Why?"

Serum is the antidote to the zombie virus and has always been the research direction that all major bases pay the most attention to.

On the world channel, discussions about the serum have never stopped, and some people even regard it as the last hope for human survival.

Li Yahong said: "I don't know the details, but after hearing Qi Hancai talk about it, I just remembered it."

Wu Heng nodded and said, "Call Qi Hancai and ask her about her situation."

Li Yahong nodded and dialed the number. Soon, Qi Hancai's image appeared on the screen.

"What's wrong?" Qi Hancai asked.

Wu Heng squeezed into the screen and said, "I heard that the serum research and development will be stopped?"

Qi Hancai looked serious and nodded, "We have held three meetings and it's basically confirmed."

"What's the reason? Didn't we discuss it well before?" Wu Heng asked.

Qi Hancai sighed and explained, “Several major research directions have all failed, and the experiments require a huge amount of sophisticated instruments and resources.

Now that the major bases have basically stabilized and the zombie threat has decreased, the alliance believes that instead of continuing to invest in bottomless research and development, it is better to shift resources to antibody vaccines and gene development... After all, there are too few relevant scientific researchers now. "

Wu Heng stroked his chin, "Aren't they afraid that the virus will break out again?"

The origin of this zombie virus remains a mystery. Some say it was leaked from a laboratory in a major country, some blame it on the revival of ancient viruses caused by global warming, and some even believe it was the influence of cosmic radiation.

But in any case, no one can guarantee that it will not happen again, a large-scale infection without any signs.

"Of course we are afraid, otherwise we wouldn't have conducted joint research in the first place." Qi Hancai shrugged, "But the reality is that the research has made no progress, so it's a difficult choice."

Wu Heng pondered for a moment and said, "I will try to have someone develop the serum. If there are any results, it will give us another core industry."

Qi Hancai was stunned: "You this way?"

"It's okay to give it a try. What if it succeeds?" Wu Heng said with a smile.

There was a corpse core detoxification potion before, and later in prison, the Alchemist Skull conducted many experiments on the corpseization of creatures.

It shouldn’t be difficult to develop serum.

Qi Hancai and Li Yahong were also stunned when they heard the news, but they accepted it immediately.

If Wu Heng wants to do it, then he can definitely do it.

After all, it had never failed before.

"Okay! Waiting for your good news." Qi Hancai said with a smile.

After finishing the business, Li Yahong suddenly interrupted with a smile, "By the way, Wu Heng will stay here tonight, do you want to come over?"

Qi Hancai glanced at Wu Heng and agreed without any hesitation, "Okay, I'll finish the things on hand as soon as possible and fly over before tonight."

Li Yahong pretended to be surprised, "You really came?"

"Didn't we agree on this last time?" Qi Hancai chuckled, "If Wu Heng is free, we can go together."

Li Yahong rolled her eyes and glared at Wu Heng unhappily, "Look, you've starved these people at home."

Wu Heng spread his hands, "Can you blame me for this?"

Qi Hancai suddenly remembered something and added, "By the way, Wu Heng, do you want to take a look at the 'Black Pearls' sent from South Africa? They've been there for more than two months."

Li Yahong frowned, "Black pearls from South Africa? What use is this thing in the end times?"

Qi Hancai smiled and didn't explain.

Wu Heng said: "Just leave it with you, don't send it back, lest the other party think we are dissatisfied."

The 'Black Pearls' were two black women sent from the South African base. They were originally given as gifts, but Wu Heng had never paid much attention to them and even wanted to send them back.

Qi Hancai said that the situation there was turbulent and to avoid misunderstandings, she temporarily placed them in the Korean base.

Qi Hancai smiled and said, "Okay, got it."

The call was disconnected and the office fell silent for a moment.

Li Yahong held her chin with one hand and looked at Wu Heng, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll have someone prepare it."

Wu Heng stood up and stretched: "Whatever, anyway... I'm not the one who's hungry."

Li Yahong glared at him again and picked up her phone to send a message to Zhao Yanqiu.

……

The cathedral, enveloped in holy light, is a sacred pure white city.

Towering spires pierce the clouds and domes are inlaid with gold leaf.

The reliefs on both sides of the street tell the epic stories of the gods, and every brick and stone is carved with patterns and symbols of the Church.

Every resident living here is a devout believer of God. They hold scriptures in their hands, pray every day, and dedicate their faith.

Deep inside the sanctuary, in a spacious mansion, several clergymen in robes slowly walked in, their faces solemn, their hands folded in front of their chests. They paused for a moment, as if they were marching in a rhythm.

Surrounded by them in the center was a young woman.

She was wearing a plain white robe, with long flaxen hair falling on her shoulders. Her face was serene, except for her drooping eyelashes which trembled slightly, revealing a hint of nervousness.

Her belly was slightly bulging, outlining a soft curve under the loose robe.

"May the holy light bless you and your child." The leading priest said softly, and his fingertips passed across her forehead, leaving a faint golden mark.

The woman did not answer, but nodded obediently and got into the carriage with the help of the servants.

The moment the car curtain fell, she finally raised her eyes and looked through the gap at the towering cathedral.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard as the pure white convoy moved slowly forward amid hymns. Believers on both sides of the street stopped to salute and waited until the carriages were far away before continuing with their own affairs.

Inside the cathedral.

The Pope stood in the light cast by the painted glass, holding a golden scepter in his hand.

"Your Majesty! The people have been sent to the cathedral." The priest saluted and lowered his voice very low. "We can use the magic item as soon as the missing materials are delivered."

The Pope turned slowly, revealing a pair of hawk-like eyes in the light and shadow: "Has she made any unusual movements?"

"No." The priest shook his head. "Since she became pregnant, she has been chanting scriptures every day and has never questioned her mission."

"Very good." The Pope continued, "Notify Saidu and ask him to exchange his merits for some materials at the association, and then come back to prepare for the ceremony."

"Yes!"

……

Zombie world.

The lights in the base seemed particularly bright in the darkness. Qi Hancai strode over in high-top military boots, her long trousers wrapped around her slender legs, and her steps were neat and powerful.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a cool night breeze came in.

The lights in the room were bright. Wu Heng was leaning on the sofa and chatting with Li Yahong and Zhao Yanqiu. There were a few bottles of beer and snacks on the coffee table, and he was also waiting for her to come over.

"It seems I'm not late." Qi Hancai casually hung his coat on the hanger by the door, revealing the high-necked blue sweater underneath.

Li Yahong glanced at her and said, "Go take a shower quickly, Sister Zhao can't wait."

Zhao Yanqiu blushed and reached out to pinch her lightly: "Stop saying weird things all the time."

Li Yahong leaned into Wu Heng's arms and said, "What do we have to be afraid of?"

Wu Heng put his arm around her shoulders and said to Qi Hancai, "Sit down and drink some water, don't catch a cold."

"After changing my job, I feel very healthy." Qi Hancai cast a seductive glance and walked towards the bathroom, "I'll take a shower first."

The sound of water dripping and the rising heat blurred the silhouette on the glass door.

When she came out again, the atmosphere in the room had changed.

On the sofa, the three of them had already been entangled together, their clothes scattered all over the floor, their breathing intertwined.

Qi Hancai stood at the door, stunned for a moment, then bit her lower lip lightly, leaned forward cautiously, and blended into this warmth.

……

Early in the morning, Wu Heng returned to prison.

The monitoring screen shows the conditions of several cells.

The priest who was sent in yesterday is still locked in the cell and has not yet been transformed into a zombie.

"Xiaoxiao, call the Skeleton Alchemist over." Wu Heng said.

"Roger that!" He saluted slightly and walked straight across the floor.

Soon, the door opened and the Skeleton Alchemist walked in.

"Don't convert them yet." Wu Heng took out a potion formula from the space ring, "Use this formula to try to develop a potion that can fight the zombie virus."

The recipe is the corpse core detoxification potion provided by the association.

It’s just right for developing drugs to cure the zombie virus.

They certainly cannot use it themselves, so they mainly sell it to the outside as core commodities in exchange for minerals and gold.

Let the global base continue to work for you.

The skeleton alchemist took the formula, the soul fire in his empty eye sockets flickered slightly, and then he bowed and retreated.

Grenda floated to Wu Heng's side, "Are you planning to use these priests... to conduct virus experiments?"

"We can't just arrest other people randomly, right?" Wu Heng said.

Granda said: "The physiques of the clergy of the Holy See, especially those at the archbishop level, are already different from those of ordinary people. If we use them for experiments, the final results will be useless."

Wu Heng was startled for a moment, then reacted.

indeed.

The levels of these priests are not low, and they have higher resistance to various abnormal conditions. They cannot be compared with ordinary people in this world at all.

The experimental data may be biased.

"What's your suggestion?"

Granda said, "There is no shortage of criminals in any world. It would be a shame to just capture a few and send them here."

Xiao Xiao also reminded, "There are also those Doomsday Bandits. I was chatting with my mother yesterday, and she said there are still a lot of Doomsday Bandits!"

Wu Heng nodded, "What you said makes sense. Using them for experiments can be considered a contribution to mankind."

"Yes, yes!" Xiaoxiao nodded in agreement.

Wu Heng took out his cell phone and dialed Li Yahong's number.

"What's wrong?" Li Yahong asked on the phone.

"Help me select a group of criminals." Wu Heng said straightforwardly, "It would be best if they deserved to die. We need living test subjects."

Li Yahong paused, and her voice instantly became clear: "I see, there are quite a few of these. I'll send them to the prison for you then?"

"Well, just send it over and give it to the skeleton directly." Wu Heng said.

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Heng took one last glance at the surveillance screen.

The priests were still huddled in their cells. The door opened and the Skeleton Alchemist walked in.

Even though the experimental results may be different, let's use them for the experiment first, as the outcomes will be the same anyway.

……

Return to Treasure Island.

Ta Ta Ta Ta~!

There were hurried footsteps on the wooden stairs. Xiaoxiao, controlling the puppet, rushed down first, glanced at the living room, and went to play with Robert and Philippa.

Wu Heng followed slowly behind, and just as he reached the hall, Minnie came towards him with a letter in her hand.

"Master, the association sent a letter yesterday."

Wu Heng took the letter. There was no signature on the cover, and there were no marks on the seal that could reveal its origin.

This is a bit crude.

People who can write letters to themselves generally won’t send them to me so casually.

Tear off the sealing wax and unfold the letter paper.

"Wu Heng:
The association's investigation into the Celtic Kingdom was actually a conspiracy by the Vatican.

Their real goal is to take our treasure and use it to resurrect the body of the religious leader.

I can't escape and I'm doomed.

But you must intercept the artifact before it reaches the temple - otherwise, it will be too late.

We are not allies, but at least we share the same goals.

—Luann Randolph.

Luann Randolph!
The prince of the Celtic Kingdom who challenged him as soon as he arrived on the island.

Wu Heng looked at the letter in his hand and was a little surprised.

(End of this chapter)