The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

The little nurse we rescued from the hospital last time.

Wu Heng picked up the walkie-talkie and directly asked, “What happened?” “We’re running out of fuel for the generator. Sister Hong went out this morning to find gasoline. She told me that if she didn’t return by noon, she might have run into some trouble and instructed me to find you,” the voice on the other end explained.

Gas stations are not usually located near residential areas, and at best you can extract some petrol from a car.

Given that Li Yahong owns an auto-repair shop, extracting fuel from tanks shouldn’t be hard.

She has cleaned out the local zombies so she should not encounter any danger. If she was just going nearby to get some fuel, she should have been back by noon.

“How many of them went out?” Wu Heng asked.

“Five, Sister Hong and four other guys.”

“Where did they go to extract the petrol? Do you know the location?”

“I only know they headed north. There’s a place where many cars have crashed into each other, so it’s a good source,” Wang Ke continued.

If they went north, that means they took the road leading to the construction materials street.

There are quite a few wrecked cars along that route, meaning they would have had plenty of petrol to scavenge.

He continued on the walkie-talkie, saying, “Alright, I understand. You go back first and wait. I’ll go and check.”

“Oh, okay, thank you!”

After ending the radio communication, Wu Heng started to suspect that Li Yahong and team might have run into some danger.

Her auto-repair shop is near the road; even if they went north, it shouldn’t have taken them this much time.

Were they surrounded by the undead? Or did they encounter some other danger?

He packed away the Organ Jar carefully. The remaining two level-one Corpse Cores would have to wait until he returned.

The continuous ingestion of Corpse Cores is also a burden on the body.

Also, Li Yahong and her team certainly have their uses. As the number of his skeletons increased, he still needed them to provide weapons.

He provided them with food in exchange for the needed spears, which was a great symbiotic arrangement.

He needed to, as much as possible, avoid any danger to them.

Quickly getting prepared, he called the skeleton team on the roof to start moving downstairs.

He asked Xiao Xiao to scout towards the north while he led the team straight out of the residential area, progressing northwards alongside the road.

On the way to the Construction Materials Street, stood a string of scrapped and crashed cars.

Li Yahong and her group had their hands securely bound behind their backs. They were propped up against the side of a wrecked saloon car with a few barrels of gasoline nearby.

Not too faraway, four middle-aged men were searching for supplies inside a shop by the street.

Li Yahong was exchanging escape plans with her companions using her eyes.

At this point, a few men from a distance started returning.

The leader of the group was a burly man with a basket-ball shape. He had a grim face, wore a blue stab-proof vest, carried a cleaver in his hand and had a pistol tucked into his waist.

His gaze swept over the group, lingering on Li Yahong for a few seconds. He asked, “Little East Auto Repair? Is Old Li still alive, or are you the sole survivor?”

“Yang Dabin, we were just passing by. We’II leave this place to you, let us go!” Li Yahong stared coldly at him.

Li Yahong knew the man in front of her.

Yang Dabin, a notorious local thug who was often locked up for a few days for all sorts of wrongdoings.

She didn’t expect such a person to survive, and even thrive in these tough times.

“Easy there! We’re ail familiar with each other. In these end times, it’s only natural we catch up when we meet.” Yang Dabin said, glancing at the barrels of gasoline and asked, “Collecting gas? Is there a shelter you’re planning to reach?”

No one answered him, Li Yahong merely shifted her gaze away.

Bang-!

Yang Dabin’s face changed, then he lifted his foot and kicked the person nearest him in the head.

The person’s head jerked backward, hitting the door of the car they were leaned against with a loud thunk.

The loud noise frightened everyone. They all immediately looked around and only let out a sigh of relief after confirming that no zombies were attracted.

The person that was kicked groaned and laid flat on the ground.

“You should answer when I ask something. Or else, don’t blame me for not having a sense of nostalgia and feeding you all to the zombies.” Yang Dabin spoke coldly and continued, “Why are you collecting gasoline?” “We’ve received news of a survivor base,” Li Yahong answered through gritted teeth.

Oh? Where is it?” Yang Dabin and others turned to look at her.

Li Yahong said, “In the Changying District. As long as we can get there, the army will protect the survivors.”

“Is that true?”

“Why would I lie to you? If you let us go, we can go there together,” Li Yahong careful looked at him and continued.

“Go there? Ha-ha, why would I go there? The army will be there and then there won’t be any good days for me.” Yang Dabin patted the gun at his waist and blurted out.

Unlike timid survivors.

Yang Dabin was daring.

After collecting a few survivors nearby, he began to send people out to scavenge.

Others may see this as an apocalypse, but to him, this was freedom.

Perhaps with his courage and ability, he might be able to achieve something. Even if he wanted to find a base, he would look for one where his powers were near equal, and where he might have a say. Going to the army wouldn’t it be like walking into the lion’s den?

“You’re crazy!” Li Yahongcursed.

“Cao!” Yang Dabin cursed back and continued, “Has everything to eat and use been scavenged by you?”

All the nearby shops had been thoroughly scavenged.

Except for the mouldy vegetables and meat in the fridge, no food was left.

Li Yahong gazed at him, “Do you think we have the ability to do so?”

“I didn’t say anything about the zombies here, but did you take all the supplies?”

“No.”

“Then how did you know there are no zombies here, and sneaked here to steal the petrol?” Yang Dabin asked again.

“The same way as you,” she replied defiantly.

“F_cking…” Yang Dabin cursed out of frustration.

This attitude and tone of voice.

Clearly she was messing with him, talking nonsense.

“Brother Yang, why waste words with her? We’re all ghosts here, let’s get over with this and discuss the remaining matters when we get back,” the man holding the chopper behind him urged Yang on.

His eyes, however, were fixed intently on Li Yahong.

Yang Dabin chuckled, saying, “Alright, hold her down for me. After I’m done

it’ll be your turns.”

“Cool.” The men moved forward, yanked Li Yahong up, and pressed her face down on the hood of the car.

Seeing this, the rest of the Little East Auto Repair crew’s faces changed.

They immediately began to resist.

But with their hands bound, they had been squatting for so long that their legs were numb.

They were knocked down again with fists and kicks.

“What do you think you ‘re doing? Yang Dabin, you bastard, you won’t die easy….” Li Yahong cursed loudly as she struggled.

Such a fiery temper. Today, I’ll teach you some manners on behalf of your dead father,” Yang Dabin laughed loudly, beginning to unbuckle his belt.

The other men from Little East Auto Repair, their faces bruised and bloody, also began vociferously cursing, yet they were powerless to intervene.

Just as he was unbuckling his pants and reaching his hand towards the woman in front of him.

A suddenly, a dense number of footstep sounds came from a distance.

Everyone turned their heads around.

They saw several skeletons, each almost as large as a tiger, rushing in their direction from far away.

The sound of bones clashing, rattling noisily.

“Cao! We’re seeing a ghost.”