The empty playground.
The camp has several forbidden zones where entry is strictly prohibited, and this playground is one of them.
In peaceful times, this was a place for student activities, sports, recitations, and games, and at night, it was especially frequented by couples in love.
But now, there are no students here. At the onset of the apocalypse, most students met their tragic end in the bellies of monsters.
"Creak..."
Strange sounds echoed across the playground.
Looking out, there were unexpectedly over a dozen skeletons standing unevenly on the track. Their bones were white and covered with dirt, as if they had just crawled out from underground, and they even emitted a rotten corpse odor.
As for their eye sockets, they were empty; the eyes that once existed had long disappeared, with nothing left but endless darkness, capable of capturing one’s soul.
Skeleton soldiers.
These were undead creatures transformed by the undead mage.
In the Bone Plain, the undead mage commanded thousands of skeletons, among which were formidable skeleton soldiers with Bronze and Silver power.
But here is the real world.
Subjected to the Power of Rules, the undead mage couldn’t summon his forces!
That’s why, if Chen Feng wanted to form an undead legion, he had to start from scratch.
Undead Resurgence.
The undead mage used his abilities to resurrect these skeleton soldiers from the ground.
Skeleton soldiers: immune to Mind Magic and blindness. Not affected by morale; reincarnation and resurrection magic are ineffective.
They were originally just pale bones, unaffected by any negative magic, blessings, curses, blindness, and besides, the zombie’s disease, vampire king’s bloodsucking, dark knight, terror knight and mummy’s curses, and the Barbarian Bull’s death gaze.
Low-level skeleton soldiers have very weak defense. These bones are not much harder than human bones, and with courage, a few hammer blows can kill the opponent.
Powerful yet weak.
But there is one point where neither humans nor insects can compare to the undead: they don’t fear life or death!
Low-level skeleton soldiers have no consciousness; they operate on pure instinct, hating life! They loathe all life, and this is the terrifying part of the Bone Plain, with millions of low-level skeletons roaming every corner, they swarm forward when life forces step in.
Skeleton Sea.
The endless skeletons will overwhelm any enemy, and even legendary creatures cannot withstand the assault of millions of skeletons.
In front, these dozen or so skeletons stood quietly on the ground, obeying the command of the undead mage, and among them, there was even a child’s skeleton.
The appearance or gender of this skeleton was impossible to discern, but one thing caught Chen Feng’s attention: it had broken off a rib to use as a weapon.
The rib, only as long as a dagger, looked somewhat comical, but in a battle, it would become a lethal weapon for harvesting life.
Though the strength of low-level skeleton soldiers is not strong, when they increase in numbers and charge in the thousands, the threat is enough to make ordinary people lose their courage to fight.
Furthermore, they are born engineers, needing no sleep, capable of working twenty-four hours nonstop, such as digging through ruins and transporting supplies, greatly reducing the need for human labor.
For Chen Feng, with their arrival, his long-shelved plan could finally be implemented...
Harvest insect meat!
Due to the Insect Race’s incredible reproduction rate, the number of insects in the city had noticeably increased. Compared to packaged foods that were consumed quickly, these insects were truly recyclable food resources!
In the apocalypse, some forces frequently went outside to harvest insect meat, drying most of it to make jerky while keeping a small portion for daily consumption.
Eating insects?
Disgusting?
In this world, having anything to eat is fortunate, who would be picky?
For ordinary people, their weak strength makes it impossible to rely on hunting for meat, and the rare sausages and canned goods found in searches never fall into their hands. At such times, weaker insects undoubtedly become delicacies on their table.
Giant Earthworms, Cloud Stream Snow Cicadas, Blade Grasshoppers...
In the apocalyptic mutation, the size of the insects expanded many times over, and each insect could yield nearly ten pounds of fresh meat, a rare delicacy for ordinary people.
But these insects were extremely ferocious, and most were highly poisonous. Without professionals overseeing, every hunt would result in a few unlucky ones dying or having their eyes or torsos corroded by poison, forcing amputations.
Chen Feng previously did not endorse hunting insects because the camp’s professionals were already few, making it inefficient to waste resources on this.
But now it’s different, as the skeleton soldiers are fearless and impervious to poison, with a dozen skeletons swarming Blade Grasshoppers and other insects being left with no chance to resist, awaiting slaughter!
Suppose one insect produces ten pounds of jerky, then ten insects would yield a hundred pounds, and a hundred insects would result in a thousand pounds!
The city is teeming with insects. If all the insects in the Economic Development Zone are hunted down, Chen Feng roughly calculated that he could harvest thousands of pounds of jerky!
Once this jerky is distributed, Chen Feng’s prestige will instantly reach its peak, and by then, those desperate survivors hearing the news would naturally flock to the camp.
Food.
Nothing sounds more appealing in the apocalypse!
Vigorously develop the undead legion!
This was Chen Feng’s order, and during this period, the entire playground would become the territory of the undead mage, convenient for his research and experiments. Additionally, the battle group would try their best to supply him with corpses to create more skeleton soldiers!
At this point, a burden was lifted from Chen Feng’s heart.
"Boom!"
A clap of thunder exploded in mid-air. The playground was an absolute no-entry zone, with even Xu Zhe unable to enter without permission. Thus, he placed an Elemental Master outside the gate to notify him via electric charge only in acute emergencies.
Chen Feng frowned slightly, instructed the undead mage on some matters, and walked out.
Just after exiting, he saw Wei Xun standing aside, his face livid as if shrouded in a cloud.
Something was off.
"Calling me out so urgently, what’s going on?" Chen Feng asked.
Upon seeing Chen Feng, Wei Xun, as if finding his anchor, hurried forward and spoke with a trembling voice, "Sir, the leader of the search party and its members haven’t returned all night. I sent someone to trace their whereabouts this morning, but there’s absolutely no trace, a full sixteen people, vanished without a trace, not alive, not dead..."