The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse

Chapter 190: Chapter 169, Thanks for the Blessings from the Immortal_1

Inside the building, in a small room isolated on its own.

The offering table was full of household protective talismans.

An elderly woman with silver hair was kneeling in front of the table, muttering prayers.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

A questioning voice came from outside, “Aunt Yang, what’s your granddaughter’s name?”

The old woman stood up from the ground and turned her head to say: “Wang Ke, what’s up? Got news about her?”

“Lots of cars came from outside, saying your granddaughter has come to fetch you.”

Old woman stood up, her tone a bit suspicious, “Really?”

“Do you think I’m joking about this kind of thing? They’re calling from the car convoy, saying they’ve come to pick you up.” The man continued.

The old woman fell to her knees with a thud.

She knelt again in front of the altar, repeatedly bowing her head, “Thank you, great deities, for protecting my granddaughter. Thank all the deities for their protection.”

She softly gave her thanks a few more times.

Only then did she stand back up and say, “My granddaughter’s name is Wang Ke, she works at the district hospital.”

“Then you come out with us first, if it really is your granddaughter, you can go with them. Judging by their car convoy, their life must be better than here.” The man said.

Though the survival camp has some resources.

It’s still a remote place.

The food will run out one day.

Having an old person here is a burden, only out of village solidarity and respect have taken care of her up until now.

If her granddaughter is indeed here to take her away, it would also lighten the burden on the camp.

“Alright, wait a minute.” The old woman got on her knees again, started muttering, then carefully packed away the deity figurines she had been offering to.

She followed the man out of the small house.

…

After the call was made twice.

There was still no answer from the other side.

Wang Ke sighed and said, “Sister Hong, it’s enough. It seems my grandmother isn’t here. Let’s go back. You all have done enough for me.”

Li Yahong also sighed slightly. As she picked up the walkie-talkie preparing to order the convoy to turn back.

A loudspeaker voice came over the wall of the building.

“Let Wang Ke come out, we need to take a look.”

Their faces lit up immediately, and they all turned to look at Wang Ke sitting in the back seat.

Wu Heng said, “Get out of the car, let them take a look, but don’t go over.”

There shouldn’t be any possibility of a sniper rifle here and it should be safe to let them have a look from a distance.

Wang Ke nodded, opened the car door, and walked out.

She waved from afar to the people in front.

Those on the building seemed to be discussing something in low voices.

Then, the main gate opened up and an old woman carrying a large bundle of things came out.

She looked a bit disheveled, but her stride was steady.

An excited expression came over Wang Ke’s face, and she rushed forward to meet her.

It seemed that they had truly found her relative.

Wu Heng said to Li Yahong, “Let Wang Ke take her grandma to the back car so she doesn’t get further shocked outside. Let them get in the car first.”

“Oh right.” Li Yahong picked up the loudspeaker and said directly, “Wang Ke, sit in the back business car with your Grandma.”

Wang Ke helped her grandmother, complaining about all the unnecessary things she was still holding onto.

She then gave a thumbs-up sign to the car window and walked toward the back commercial car.

Meanwhile, inside the building.

Another man came out and went up to the leading car, speaking something while leaning on the car window.

On the walkie-talkie, Qiangzi’s voice came through, “Sister Hong, they’re asking which road we came from and what’s the situation outside.”

Li Yahong looked over.

Wu Heng said, “Tell them the truth. If they are willing, we can also take them with us.”

Li Yahong replied using the exact words on the walkie-talkie.

After the communication with the leading car, a reply came through the walkie-talkie again, “They’re not coming with us.”

“Alright, the convoy should leave the village by the original route.”

The man from the survivor camp left.

The convoy started moving, preparing to depart the same way they arrived.

…

On the passenger car.

Li Yahong, holding the steering wheel, said, “The people at this survivor camp are not bad, they were even caring for the old lady.”

It wouldn’t have been surprising if the old woman had been hiding alone in her house with some food supplies.

But, the fact she has been well taken care of in this survivor camp is indeed surprising.

Old and young, their positions are quite tricky at this time.

If you’re not a close relative, outsiders are very unlikely to want to support you, given that in terms of physical strength and ability, you’re not suitable for the current environment.

No one would be willing to share their hard-found food with a stranger, especially an elderly.

“Indeed, it seems that the old woman has a good reputation in the village,” Wu Heng said.

This visit has also been quite fruitful for us.

Not to mention there’s still a market on the way that we haven’t scavenged yet.

Just those few mutated cows and the Corpse Core are enough for him to justify the excursion.

It made him reconsider his future targets.

Finding Mutated Zombies is not an easy task.

It might be better to try to find some farms or zoos on the map, which may have some animals that have undergone mutation.

Li Yahong looked at the sky outside and continued: “It’s getting late, we might have to travel during the night now.”

“No problem, it’s not a big issue,” Wu Heng wasn’t worried at all.

Returning the same way wouldn’t pose much danger.

Li Yahong smiles, “Hmm.”

The convoy continues to move forward.

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie is filled with urgent voices again.

“Sister Hong, there are quite a few people behind us, chasing us on motorcycles, and they’re faster than us.”

Everyone was stunned, looking in the rear-view mirror toward the back.

Although the convoy was quite long and it was hard to see clearly.

However, you could still vaguely see people on motorcycles approaching quickly.

Li Yahong picked up the radio and asked, “Are they the survivors who took in the old woman?”

The commercial vehicle carrying Wang Ke and her grandmother responded, “No, grandmother said those people are another group of survivors, they often clash with each other over spoils, probably the ones who just tried to rob us.”

Simultaneously, the last vehicle reported, “They are armed and a few of them are holding bottles similar to Molotov cocktails and speeding towards us.”

Well, well.

It’s actually those guys.

They ran away before, surprisingly to return.

Wu Heng released Xiao Xiao, let her float in the air for a look, then shared what she saw.

There are about seven or eight motorcycles, followed by two vans.

Several of them were holding bottles with liquid in one hand and a burning cloth in the other, with one hand on the handlebar.

They plan on stopping the convoy and continuing to loot resources.

If we stop now and the other party throws Molotov cocktails, even if we kill them, we will lose a few vehicles.

The vehicles that were hard to remodel would be a pity if they were destroyed here.

Wu Heng returned his gaze to the skeletons sitting in the back and said, “Li Yahong, have the convoy slow down, let Lieyi get on top of the vehicle and kill those Molotov cocktail holders.”

Li Yahong followed the order and began notifying the convoy.

Lieyi immediately opened the roof of the bus, crouched down to get out, raised his sniper rifle and aimed into the distance.

The next second.

Bang~!

A gunshot suddenly sounded above their heads.

A crack could be heard as the Molotov cocktail in a man’s hand instantly shattered.

With a fire blast, the man holding it was engulfed, while the remaining ones were frightened and fell over from braking too abruptly.

Bang~!

The second gunshot rang out and another man’s Molotov cocktail exploded.

The flames engulfed the man, turning him into a screaming fireball struggling painfully on the ground.

Everyone was stunned by the sight before them.

Someone yelled, “They have a sniper, it’s a military convoy!”

“Damn it, retreat.”

The motorcycles started up again and all raced off in a flurry.

…

The convoy slowly came to a stop in the distance.

Through the radio, reports confirmed that no one was in danger.

Li Yahong turned to Wu Heng, “They’ve retreated, shall we continue on?”

Wu Heng thought for a moment.

He said quietly, “Let’s go, follow them. We can’t get back tonight anyway, let’s see what they’re up to.”

“Is that a good idea?” Li Yahong asked.

“It’s fine. If they bother us after dark, more issues might arise. Moreover, they’ve provoked us twice, we can’t just let them off so easily.”

“Okay!”

Li Yahong continued to relay the commands.

The convoy turned around and pursued in the direction the motorcycle crew had gone.