The Main Gate Wasn't Closed

After leaving the shop, there was a heavy Money Pouch in his Backpack.

If the apocalypse had not come,

Wu Heng could have gone to a gold shop to exchange Gold and Silver, then spent it directly in this world.

He might not become rich enough to rival a nation, but buying a few maids from another world should not have been a problem.

He had even heard someone mention the Druid profession in the tavern.

They could transform into all sorts of forms to keep their partners feeling fresh.

Unfortunately, it was too late for any of that now.

He had not sold the Gold Jewelry in the shop.

It was not that the shop would not accept it, but that he was afraid of attracting trouble.

The money he exchanged was enough. Bringing out real gold jewelry would only draw unwanted attention.

Without strength, you were nothing but a fat sheep in other people's eyes.

What he needed to do now was level up and build up his Troops.

He headed toward the blacksmith district.

Blackstone Town did not restrict weapons, but swords and blades could not be drawn within the city, and bows and crossbows could not be carried openly.

"Back again? What are you buying today?" the Weapon Shop owner greeted him.

"Do you have a smaller shield?"

"Over here."

The owner took down a Silver Small Round Shield and placed it on the counter.

Wu Heng picked it up and tested it. It felt quite heavy in his hand. Using it for a long time or in intense combat would be a burden on him.

"Do you have anything lighter?"

The owner looked him over, then took out another shield from below. "This is for children to train with. Iron on the outside, treated hardwood inside."

The outside was covered in silver-colored iron, while the inside was a dark wooden board.

Wu Heng picked it up and tested the weight.

This one was not bad. Zombies attacked by clawing, tearing, and biting, so this would basically be enough.

Once his attributes were higher, he could try a heavier shield.

"I'll take this one."

"Seventy-five Copper Coin."

That was not cheap. A layer of iron wrapped around wood cost that much.

But in this Weapon Shop, it really was one of the cheapest items.

He counted out seventy-five Copper Coin, picked up the shield, and left the shop.

Further down the road, he bought a set of Leather Armor from an Armor Shop. They were all hardened leather guards, simply made and carrying the sour stink of leather.

He did not choose to buy armor for the Skeleton Warriors.

First, the number of skeletons would keep increasing. If all of them wore this kind of equipment, he simply could not afford it under his current circumstances.

Second, he needed to keep as low a profile as possible.

Necromancers were not treated kindly here. Avoiding attention was not a bad thing.

As long as he was alive and had the Bronze Key, the Source of Troops and levels would not be a problem.

After buying the armor, his gaze fell on the Wooden Mannequin in the corner as he was about to leave.

It was used to display armor.

The one before him was somewhat worn-out, clearly discarded.

"Boss, was this wooden frame thrown out?" Wu Heng asked.

The owner looked up at it and said, "It was replaced. If you want it, two Copper Coin."

Wu Heng had originally wanted to say that he could help throw it away and then take it.

But the other party had clearly seen through his intentions and named a price directly.

Wu Heng said nothing more. He took out two Copper Coin, hugged the Wooden Mannequin, and left.

This thing was not valuable. Its main feature was its life-sized human shape, making it possible to distinguish the head from the body.

After having dinner outside, Wu Heng returned to his residence.

He did not return to the Modern World, instead staying in this world.

The apocalyptic environment was no longer suitable for living in.

At the very least, he did not have to breathe in rotting air here.

Standing in the not-so-spacious living room,

he picked up his short spear and shield, then began practicing Stabbing Attacks against the human-shaped wooden target.

He aimed at the head and repeated the motion over and over.

He had never received formal training, but becoming familiar with these movements could not be a bad thing.

The next day, after quickly dealing with breakfast,

he put on his armor and opened the Portal to the Zombie World.

The air was still filled with the stench of decay, while Zombie roars occasionally drifted in from outside the window.

After putting away the Bronze Key, he went straight into the living room.

Seventeen Skeleton Warriors stood stiffly in the living room, holding kitchen knives and daggers.

Once everything was ready, Wu Heng gave the order directly. "Follow me out."

The Zombies in the corridor had already been cleared out, though the smell remained thick.

Wu Heng led the skeletons downstairs first to inspect the stairwell door. After confirming that it was still tightly shut, he headed upstairs.

At the top floor, the sixth floor, stood an Iron Door leading to the rooftop platform.

His plan was simple.

He would use the rooftop platform to reach the stairwell of the neighboring building, continue clearing Zombies, and keep increasing the number of Skeleton Warriors.

Charging outside to face the wandering Zombies head-on was clearly neither realistic nor wise.

The rooftop was the safest route.

Using the Bronze Key, he opened the Iron Door and led the skeletons onto the rooftop terrace.

The rooftop was piled with all sorts of junk. The most conspicuous was an Iron Cage built from Iron Mesh.

Inside the rust-covered Iron Cage, dead pigeons could still be seen.

The community had previously been trying to deal with illegally built pigeon cages. It seemed to have had no effect. There was still Iron Mesh, steel bars, and cement prepared nearby, so they had probably intended to keep expanding it.

Roar!!

Suddenly, a Zombie roar came from behind the pigeon cage.

Three Zombies rounded the Iron Cage from both sides and charged toward them with claws outstretched.

There were Zombies on the roof too?

Perfect. The Skeleton Warriors were about to level up.

Watching the charging Zombies, he gave the order directly. "Attack."

Clatter!!

The seventeen Skeleton Warriors rushed forward with kitchen knives in hand, knocking all three Zombies to the ground head-on.

Kitchen knives fell like raindrops.

The thudding sound of flesh being chopped echoed across the rooftop.

Surrounded and attacked by so many Skeleton Warriors, the three Zombies had no strength to fight back. Like live fish on a chopping board, they could only keep trying to get up before being hacked down again.

Wu Heng stood behind them without any intention of joining in.

He was simply waiting for the battle to end so he could summon skeletons.

Then, the sound of something dragging across the ground suddenly came from behind him.

When he turned around, he saw another Zombie with a twisted ankle dragging one foot as it approached.

When the Zombie saw Wu Heng turn to look at it, it let out a roar and quickened its limping pace.

"Damn!"

There was actually another Zombie trying to launch a Sneak Attack.

He glanced at the nearby skeletons behind him.

After confirming that he could call them over in time, he decided to try fighting the Zombie alone.

He tightened his grip on the Iron Spear and charged toward the Zombie in short steps, calculating the distance between them.

When they were two meters apart, he stepped forward with his left leg and thrust the Iron Spear upward at an angle.

Pfft!

The spearhead instantly pierced through the Zombie's collarbone and emerged from its back.

It missed!

He had meant to stab its mouth, but the Zombie's limping movements caused the Iron Spear to veer off course.

Although he had hit the target, the strike had not landed in a fatal spot.

The force of the Zombie's charge made Wu Heng stagger several steps backward.

Its rotting body continued forward along the spear shaft, its shriveled gray-white arms reaching for Wu Heng's face.

He raised the Round Shield in front of him, stepped back and pulled back the spear, then swept at its leg bones.

Bang—crack!

The sound of Bone Fracture rang out as its other leg broke.

The Zombie lost its balance and fell to the side.

The entire sequence flowed smoothly, and the results were obvious.

The Zombie lost its balance and fell. Wu Heng stepped forward, pinned its back with his foot, and thrust out the Iron Spear repeatedly.

Each time, he aimed for the back of the Zombie's head, but it struggled and fought back violently. It was nothing like a fixed target.

Amid its violent struggles, the Zombie got back up. Wu Heng retreated, circling around it while keeping himself safe.

By then, the battle nearby had already ended.

The three Zombies had been beaten into minced meat under the Skeleton Warriors' assault.

No command was needed.

The Skeleton Warriors rushed over and surrounded the Zombie chasing Wu Heng, their kitchen knives falling without pause.

They hacked at it until it could not even lift its head.

Wu Heng stood nearby and lightly shook the Iron Spear.

Zombies were strong and fearless of death. Not just the elderly—even most young people nowadays lacked exercise.

Facing a Zombie head-on was truly difficult to handle.

Experience gained +10.

Summoned Creature—Skeleton Warrior experience +5.

The experience prompts appeared, and the last Zombie was killed.

He used the Zombie's clothes to wipe the blood from the Iron Spear, then cast 'Bone Manipulation Technique' several times in succession.

Four skeletons rose one after another and joined the Skeleton Warrior ranks.

He now had twenty-one skeletons.

He found four iron rods on the spot and handed them to the four skeletons.

After what had just happened, Wu Heng led the Skeleton Soldiers through another inspection of the rooftop platform. Only after confirming that there were no Zombies hidden in secluded spots

did he head to the Iron Door leading to the second stairwell.

Many bricks and miscellaneous items had been piled in front of the door, likely by the Zombies they had just killed.

He just did not know why they had fled to the roof yet still turned into Zombies.

He directed the Skeleton Warriors to move all the debris aside.

The Iron Door opened, and the thick stench of decay rushed out again.

There were bloodstains on the ground, but no Zombies in sight. They were probably downstairs.

Wu Heng said softly, "Let's go down."

Clatter!!

The Skeleton Warriors entered the stairwell, with Wu Heng following behind.

The only one that had reached level 2 remained by his side to protect him.

This time, the objective was still clear: first check whether the Main Gate on the first floor had been properly closed, then search each room for supplies.

Tap tap tap!!

Skeleton feet stepped across the stairwell, producing dense footsteps.

The sound was not loud, but in the empty, silent stairwell, it was exceptionally distinct.

Roar~!

Roar roar roar~!

Zombie roars sounded from downstairs, followed by hurried running footsteps.

The footsteps drew closer and closer as six Zombies poked their heads around the corner.

When they saw the Skeleton Horde coming down the stairs, they let out savage, excited roars at the same time.

"Kill them..."

Wu Heng gave the order as well.

Clatter...

Kitchen knives rose one after another as the skeletons charged down toward the Zombies.

More than ten skeletons in the front carried tremendous momentum.

They knocked the lunging Zombies back, sending them rolling down another flight of stairs.

Then, kitchen knives began falling without end.

Tap, tap, tap~!

Before these Zombies could be killed, several more charged up.

They shoved and crowded from front and back, numbering at least a dozen.

And downstairs, even more footsteps echoed.

Wu Heng's heart tightened.

It was over.

The stairwell door hadn't been closed.

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