Chapter 721: Chapter 584, you still issued orders Chapter 721: Chapter 584, you still issued orders The few people in the room all looked at each other in bewilderment.

Another printing press?

Since obtaining the last printing press, they hadn’t seen any newspapers published or any other printed materials.

Now they were being informed that they needed additional ones, and it sounded like more than just one or two.

Gao Rong looked at Qi Hancai, who asked, “About how many do we need? It would be good for me to arrange things on my end.”

“We need two or three to start with, and we will need more on a continuous basis,” Wu Heng said.

According to the layout of the Otherworld, a significant number of printing presses were needed.

The first two or three were being prepared for Lundham City.

Qi Hancai nodded and said to Gao Rong, “I’ll contact a few other cities to have people look for printing factories or old newspapers. You should also design the blueprints, and later we can produce them ourselves.”

With Qi Hancai’s help, Gao Rong readily agreed, “I’ll get started on it as soon as I get back.”

After delegating the tasks for the power plant and the printing press,
Wu Heng continued, addressing Qi Hancai, “How are the Skull Teams that are attacking the cities doing?”

Qi Hancai replied, “Everything is going smoothly; there haven’t been any issues with the battles or the transportation.”

“Any new information?”

Qi Hancai pondered for a moment, then said, “The Main Station Rescue Team has also started organizing rescue missions, setting up evacuation points, and arranging helicopters to rescue survivors who can make it to rooftops.

But people from other cities are still crowding into our channel, requesting that we rescue them in their cities.”

The Main Station Rescue Team was probably feeling the pressure.

Their own civilian refuge base had started to rescue survivors along the way, and it was somewhat unacceptable for them to be without any action.

But the method of rescue was somewhat harsh.

There were few people who could make it to the evacuation points on their own or wait for a helicopter on the rooftops.

It was still more reliable to enter the city directly, clean up the zombies, and then rescue people.

Wu Heng thought for a moment, then said, “Announce on the radio that we will arrange more teams to rescue survivors. As long as they hold on, we will get everyone out.”

The expressions of the people present tightened.

This sentence, “We will get everyone out,”
inexplicably added a sense of mission.

“Okay, I’ll have someone release the information right away,” Qi Hancai nodded.

Wu Heng then looked at the others, “Do you have anything else?”

The others shook their heads, indicating they had nothing else.

Wu Heng looked at Qiangzi, who was sitting at the far left, “Qiangzi, how is the anti-stab vest coming along?”

Qiangzi, who had been listening attentively, immediately responded, “Still looking into it. Currently, there are two directions: one is to improve the outer fabric of the anti-stab vest to achieve specialized level density and toughness; the second is to add some adhesive properties to the fabric, attaching it to metal plates with glue on both sides.”

Wu Heng asked, “Which direction are you developing now?”

“Both directions are being pursued simultaneously. We’ve gathered two professionals in this area in the last few days. However, it will probably take a few more days to see any results,” Qiangzi replied.

The base lacked talent in this area.

Qiangzi was quite imaginative, but he had only been an auto mechanic before.

Leading some friends, he was self-researching, so progress was inevitably slow.

Secondly, Qiangzi was one of the first to join Wu Heng with Li Yahong, and their relationship was good and trustworthy.

It wasn’t good to have him always driving and repairing vehicles, so it was better to shift him toward technical work when possible.

“Hurry the process as much as you can, and we can make gradual improvements later.”

“Alright!” Qiangzi nodded.

Wu Heng continued, “Also, continue working on that machine gun-mounted Flying Dragon.”

“Understood.”

After the meeting concluded, everyone left.

Wu Heng and Qi Hancai took a walk around the factory, and he asked Xiao Xiao to visit her mother as well.

Later that afternoon,
After having lunch in the cafeteria, he went back to his dormitory, entered the boundary door.

…

At the Island Lord’s Mansion,
Wu Heng came downstairs and had Andre Willow, who was outside, called back as well.

Sitting with the maids in the living room, he prepared to hold a meeting.

Once everyone had arrived, Wu Heng spoke directly, “I am going back to Lundham City for a bit. I’ll leave everything here in your hands. Wei’er, besides handling city hall matters, pay attention to the newspaper’s 7-day update cycle. The serialized story has already been compiled, just publish it chapter by chapter as planned.”

“Mini, you’re in charge of the entire operation of the Island Lord’s Mansion. Try to limit going out. If Shanaela and Xi Ligui need me, tell them I have come out temporarily; tell others it’s inconvenient for now.”

The newspaper still needs to be updated to maintain its current popularity.

Gold and Silver Island has been relatively calm lately, with even ordinary crime beginning to diminish.

But as Wu Heng was leaving, he had to be wary of potential dangers, as he still had quite a few enemies.

And they were gradually increasing. You never know when someone might land on the island.

Therefore, caution was paramount.

Of course, the defenses of the Island Lord’s Mansion were quite reliable. Even in Wu Heng’s absence, it would be difficult for an 18th-level professional to break in.

Dozens of level 15 Skeleton Warriors, a guard force of level 10 Skeletons everywhere, plus armored vehicles.

That was enough to handle most troubles.

“Understood, Master,” the maids nodded one after another.

Then, Mini whispered, “Master, did something happen there?”

“No trouble, not any danger. A friend has run into a bit of trouble; I’m going to see if I can help,” Wu Heng explained.

Mini continued, “When do you plan to leave?”

“I’m leaving right away!”

“I’ll have the kitchen prepare some food for you, in case the meals there don’t suit your taste,” she said.

“That would be good!”

Mini stood up, saying, “Robey, Annette, go prepare some clothes for the master; it’s still cold there. I’ll ask the kitchen to make a few dishes.”

“Oh, okay!” The maids dispersed to their respective tasks.

Wu Heng and Andre Willow sat in the living room, making conversation for a while.

The other maids also finished organizing everything.

Wu Heng put everything into his Space Ring, donned the “Train Captain’s Hat,” and the train whistle sounded.

The Phantom Train appeared out of thin air.

He waved goodbye to the maids and boarded the train.

He filled in Lundham City on the itinerary, and the train set off, diving into the void.

…
Outside the window was sheer void.

Wu Heng walked into a carriage and took a seat.

The absence of senses concentrated his mind even more.

It also allowed him to ponder issues more effectively.

This trip to Lundham City was not only to deal with Bella’s matter but also to take the opportunity to develop Lundham City.

Electrify the whole city while also arranging for the newspaper business.

Lundham City had a sizable population; if the newspapers could achieve the same popularity as on Gold and Silver Island, his own reputation would significantly increase.

Maybe he could even rise to level 19.

On Gold and Silver Island, the development and expansion of the island were settled.

The only difficult problem he was currently facing
was the formation of the Gold and Silver Island merchant caravan.

Shanaela had been pulled away by the Wood Elves, which was an excellent time to help him, but they also made a good point.

Having only one type of Elixir as the product was at most like an Alchemy Institution capable of providing Elixirs.

It didn’t qualify as a merchant caravan.

He needed to enrich his products sufficiently to support a merchant caravan.

He pondered over it in his mind for a while.

Then he closed his eyes and thought no further.

Waiting for the train to reach its destination.

…
Several days later.

Scenery began to appear outside the window, and the train slowly came to a stop.

When the door opened, Wu Heng stepped off the train.

The air was still cool, but the hard, cold ground had become soft, the piled-up snow was starting to melt, revealing the rotten leaves beneath and the bones of animals.

Wu Heng swept his gaze around to establish Lundham City’s location.

He unleashed the Mansion Skill and ate something simple inside, then pushed out the motorcycle he had prepared in advance.

Accompanied by his skeleton attendant, he headed toward Lundham City.

Rushing all the way, he kicked up dust.

Merchants driving their carriages on the road all looked sideways, uttering exclamations.

They discussed what he was riding.

It seemed like a hunk of iron running amok.

As he got closer to the outskirts of Lundham City, the population became denser.

Looking towards the interior, he felt that the number of houses stretching outward was more numerous and denser than the last time he had come.

And the further out he went, the more rudimentary the houses appeared.

Wu Heng started to slow down and proceeded slowly.

People stepped aside and also cast curious glances.

Clatter, clatter~!

All of a sudden, a group of men on horseback burst out of a small alley to the right.

They stopped in front of the motorcycle.

After sizing him up, the leader spoke, “What kind of mount is this? Get off for an inspection.”

Wu Heng pushed the visor of his helmet up and scanned the few who had stopped him.

Humans and Beastmen were both present, seven in total, dressed in padded armor, looking fierce.

“What are you doing?”

“This is Baiyan Gang’s territory–get down when you’re told to, stop talking nonsense,” someone muttered under his breath.

“I’m a friend of Lord Wen Mansha.”

After another look, they scoffed, “You? Don’t waste my time. If you don’t want to be checked, that’s fine, just pay two silver coins each as a security deposit.”

As they spoke, the merchant caravan that Wu Heng had just passed came behind them.

They went by without anyone stopping them or mentioning any inspection or security deposit.

“They don’t have to pay?”

“They’re merchants from inside the city, do you think you’re the same as them? Hurry up, don’t make trouble for yourself.” With that said, one of them reached out to grab Wu Heng’s arm.

But as soon as he reached out, Kai Xiu, sitting in the back seat, grabbed his wrist.

A crackling sound followed.

The metal bracer tightened and began to deform.

“Damn it, you dare make a move,” the gang member who reached out started to struggle violently, while the others drew their weapons.

The crowd started to move closer, forming a ring to watch the excitement.

Kai Xiu got off the motorcycle, ready for combat.

Behind the onlooking crowd,
another group of people squeezed in.

Leading them was a towering Beastman followed by over a dozen armored Skeleton Warriors, with “Patrol Guard” written across their chests.

“What’s going on here? The City Lord ordered no disturbances; are you all itching for a fight?” The Beastman bellowed, his voice booming.

“Sir, this man is very suspicious. He even tried to fight with me just now; I think there’s a problem,” one of the gang members immediately approached and said.

The Beastman looked over questioningly, frowning.

Wu Heng couldn’t be bothered with more words, waved his hand, and said, “Take these people away!”

“Damn, you think you’re giving orders now.”