Chapter 665: Chapter 539, Paranormal Phenomenon (6000 words, one update for today.)_3 Chapter 665: Chapter 539, Paranormal Phenomenon (6000 words, one update for today.)_3 It seems that the matter was simpler than he thought.

“Did you bring the order list for your purchases?” Wu Heng continued to ask.

“We did.” The Wood Elf handed over the list that detailed various goods, stood up, and respectfully passed it over.

Wu Heng looked over it from top to bottom, then took out a pen to mark the goods he was ordering.

First was food, followed by high-quality battle armor and one-handed battle axes.

“Why aren’t there any ships listed?”

“Normally ships are not included on the list, but if you need to order them, you must apply separately. As an important customer, as long as you report it, there should be no problems,” the Wood Elf explained on the side.

Wu Heng handed the order back to him and continued, “Order 10 of your warships.”

“Okay!” The other party glanced at the order and a hard-to-hide joy appeared on his face.

One hundred thousand units of food, fifty thousand sets of battle armor, and fifty thousand one-handed axes.

It was likely that Gold and Silver Island, as well as the coastal regions, did not have this much in total volume even after a year.

No wonder the tribe placed such importance on the trade with the other party.

The Wood Elf immediately added the warships to the list as well.

“My lord, after applying your discounts, you still need to pay 53,520 Gold Coins, as per the Starflower agreement,” the Wood Elf stated directly after doing the calculations.

Wu Heng had someone verify the Gold Coins while he signed the agreement himself.

Then he continued, “I’m in a hurry for the food and warships, I need you to deliver them as soon as possible.”

“My lord, your order quantity is so large, preparation is necessary. Even a fleet cannot deliver it all at once to you.”

“Then deliver them in succession; send the warships over first.”

The Wood Elf pondered for a moment, then nodded, “There’s no problem with this. I will arrange it when the time comes, and prioritize getting the warships to you.”

“When the time comes, you can go to the city hall and notify Andre Willow to proceed with the inspection.”

“Understood, Island Master,” the Wood Elf acknowledged.

While waiting for the Gold Coins to be counted, Wu Heng made small talk with the other party.

He inquired about the business environment on the island, as well as some views on shipping routes and port facilities.

The Wood Elf was clearly restrained, responding with bureaucratic niceties.

Once Mini finished counting the Gold Coins,
The other party called people from outside, confirmed the count, and then collected everything.

After giving another respectful bow, he promptly left the Island Master’s Manor.

…

At nine o’clock in the morning,
The Dwarf designer visited the Manor again.

Guided by Mini, he arrived at the hall.

Wu Heng asked him as soon as he sat down, “The expansion area should be almost completed, right?”

“The final touches are underway; by the end of this month, the construction will certainly be complete, and we can arrange for residents to move in.”

Wu Heng was quite satisfied with the construction progress; buildings in this world weren’t as exaggerated as in modern times–ordinary residential houses typically had two stories.

Only the dwellings of the privileged were three or four stories high.

Without such exaggerations and with the help of construction vehicles, the building progressed naturally faster.

“How about the power plant and the port I mentioned, how’s the progress with those?”

The Dwarf immediately answered, “The plant is finished, and the port will also be completed within this week.”

“Well done. If any improvements are needed in the plant, I’ll let you know,” Wu Heng commended.

“Of course, my lord,” the Dwarf agreed.

Wu Heng thought for a moment and then said, “In the next few days, I will select a separate building for you behind the city hall to serve as the Design Institute. You will be the head.”

Instant joy lit up the Dwarf’s face; he hopped off the chair and bowed, “Thank you, my lord. I will do well. From now on, Gold and Silver Island will be my second hometown.”

“Alright, just do a good job. You can go back for now; I’ll notify you when needed.”

“Yes, my lord.” The Dwarf bowed once more and then left the Manor.

He boarded the carriage and left the place in high spirits.

…

In the afternoon, seeing that there was nothing else to attend to,
Wu Heng said goodbye to Mini and headed straight to Zombie World.

He sat down in his own bedroom and waited for a while.

Qi Hancai came back from outside and reported on the situation at the factory.

Then he continued, “Sister Yahong has run into some problems.”

“What happened?”

“One shelter is claiming that the people we recruited are robbing and killing others, and they were the bandits in that area back in the day. Our people deny this, saying that the other party is framing them because they lost out in a previous trade. They’ve been arguing over the channels for several days now; other shelters are also paying close attention to this. If not handled properly, it might impact the credibility of our base.”

In the post-apocalyptic situation, often the most ferocious and ruthless people manage to survive.

Like Yang Yitian and Chen Jinlong before, they were those kinds of people.

Strong and ruthless, able to keep their subordinates in check, they could form a small faction.

Bullying survivors is much easier than confronting zombies.

Everyone knows that surviving is the most important thing in the apocalypse.

However, neither rescue team bases nor some large bases would recruit such people.

At the most, they would simply turn a blind eye to such matters.

Wu Heng had never expected that someone would report a criminal among their own people.

“What’s the problem?”

“It’s uncertain who’s telling the truth between the two, and there’s no other shelter that can testify. Plus, some bases are making annoying remarks on the side,” Qi Hancai said.

“What kind of remarks?” Wu Heng asked again.

“Just like, ‘protecting their own people,’ and ‘every major power has blood on their hands as they grow.’ Something like that.”

Wu Heng was stunned, “Sounds a bit like the old me.”

“Stop joking.”

Wu Heng thought for a moment and said, “I have a way. I’ll teach you, and then you can teach it to Qi Hancai.”

“What way?”

Wu Heng placed a clay figurine on the table, “Look into its eyes, don’t resist, and don’t look away.”

Qi Hancai looked at the kneeling clay figurine, furrowed her brow, and said, “It’s a bit scary.”

But she did as he said, her eyes meeting those of the clay figurine.

Wu Heng asked, “What’s your opinion on the current base?”

Qi Hancai replied, “The base is developing well. As long as it develops steadily, it will sooner or later surpass the headquarters and become the largest and most reputable shelter.”

After speaking, Qi Hancai’s eyes widened as if she were surprised by her own answer.

Wu Heng continued to ask, “Why do you want to follow me?”

Qi Hancai’s cheeks flushed red.

But her mouth, seemingly on its own, said, “You’re good-looking and have more potential. You’re the best choice right now. When I joined, I hinted more than once and even discussed the plan with Li Yahong last time.”

Seeing her face red with engorged blood vessels, Wu Heng covered the clay figurine’s eyes with a handkerchief.

Her mouth immediately snapped shut.

He signaled her to wait a moment for the side effects to wear off.

Then he said, “It makes those who look straight at it tell the truth.”

“Is it really that miraculous? What’s the principle behind it?”

“Ancient relic, don’t ask too much. As long as it works.”

Wu Heng continued, “The side effect is temporary speechlessness after asking questions. Two minutes of silence for two questions, the more questions, the longer the silence.”

“A lie detector.”

“You could say that,” Wu Heng nodded.

“Okay, tomorrow I’ll personally send someone to take it to Li Yahong.”

“That’ll work.”

Qi Hancai said somewhat coyly, “What I just told you, you can’t tell anyone, not even Li Yahong.”

“Fine, our secret.”

“Mhm.”

Having finished this topic, Qi Hancai thought for a moment and then said, “Also, today the provincial channel was taken over by the provincial rescue team, attacking the city center.”

“Why the sudden decision to attack?”

“They’re probably feeling pressured by us. We’ve been consistently entering the city to clear out zombies and rescue survivors. They can’t remain inactive either,” analyzed Qi Hancai.

“That’s true. It’s good for the survivors.”

“This should have been done earlier. The longer it drags on, the stronger the zombies become.”

…

Jiuhua Street.

The sound of objects slicing through the air reverberated throughout the entire street.

Then, a barrage of grenades rained down like a downpour.

In an instant, flames shot up and the deafening sound of explosions echoed.

Buildings shuddered violently, and hordes of zombies were torn to pieces, with chunks of flesh and severed limbs scattering all around.

The horde screamed and quickly looked around, only to see the approaching armored convoy.

They immediately formed a torrent and charged forward with howls.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Machine cannons roared, and machine-gun bullets wove into a massive web.

The oncoming zombies fell like harvested wheat, piling up into large mounds of corpses.

“Machine gunners, watch your ammo.”

“Armored vehicles, clear the path of Mutated Zombies.”

“Hold steady, we are well prepared. Victory is ours.”

Commands were issued one after another through the radio.

Everyone continued to pour out ammunition rapidly.

Suddenly.

The advancing horde unexpectedly stopped in their tracks.

They dispersed in all directions, hiding behind the buildings on both sides; the entire street emptied in an instant, leaving behind only the corpses spread across the ground.

Everyone’s eyes widened, somewhat at a loss.

What’s going on?

Tens of thousands of zombies had simultaneously scattered and hidden.

What happened?