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Half a month?

Demiurge frowned slightly.

Time is a bit tight.

Most of the resources required on the list require multiple technological processes and are not natural resources. This means that in addition to cultivating and collecting raw materials, factories must be established for processing.

If it is only a short-term emergency, just collect the raw materials and throw them into the tower spirit space for processing.

However, the demand for these resources is long-term and may even expand year by year, making it necessary to build factories.

And those original factories on the surface have been abandoned for several years, and only a handful of them can be used, which means they need to be rebuilt.

There is no problem with the equipment. With the tower spirit here, as long as there are blueprints, the equipment created will be top-notch.

But if a factory is built, there will be an urgent shortage of manpower.

Nazarick is still far from developing a fully automated processing plant that does not require manpower.

And in this world full of zombies, even if he filled in all the hundreds of thousands of people under his umbrella, it would still be a drop in the bucket compared to the number of factories he expected to build.

"Alva, are those zombies on the surface still useful?"

Pushing up his glasses, Demiurge suddenly asked.

He just suddenly remembered a plan, but according to the original plan, this plan was to be launched after the Great Tomb of Nazarick was moved, but now it would be a little earlier and tried on a small scale, and it would not affect anything.

"Zombies have basically been thoroughly studied. If you want to do something, just leave some for me for future experiments."

Alva glanced at him and answered.

From a purely scientific researcher's point of view, although the t-virus in this world is powerful, it is far less important than the biological knowledge in this world.

Not to mention that those zombies are the product of failed assimilation of the T-virus.

"Is that so, I understand."

"I am ready to carry out the Undead Army plan in advance."

Weiwei explains and asks him the reason for the zombies.

Simply put, the Army of the Undead plan is to use magic to create uncontrollable zombies into the undead to defend Nazarick.

Although the strength of these created undead is relatively weak, and their overall level is only around level 20, the number is extremely considerable.

An army of billions of undead is enough to bulldoze most worlds that have not set foot in the starry sky.

Of course, the specific operation will definitely not be as simple as said. When converting the undead, both the amount of magic and the range of magic are issues.

Fortunately, he didn't want to convert all the zombies into the undead at once. It would not be a problem to clear out the low-level death magic scrolls in the inventory and create millions of death knights.

"Just do whatever you want, just don't miss out on my resources."

Alva said nonchalantly.

No matter what the plan is, as long as it has nothing to do with the Creator, he is too lazy to take care of it. If he has that time, he might as well study it quickly. You know, the scientific research projects he is currently stacking up, if he uses A4 paper to record them, the pile is probably bigger than him. high.

"rest assured."

After giving an affirmative answer and looking at Alva who was immersed in research again, Demiurge walked out after hesitating.

Originally, he wanted to ask Alva, a master in research, how to avoid reproductive isolation and how to allow succubi and humans to have children, but it seemed that it was not a good time to talk right now, so it would be better to find another opportunity.

By the way, the sudden increase in work at hand means that the time required to solve this world will be extended. I hope that Albedo guy will not think that he is doing it on purpose.

The steel whip-like tail swayed from side to side, and left the base under the trembling eyes of the scientific researchers.

……

Earth.

Movers Group's temporary headquarters.

Ryan, who was listening to Ashe's report on the current situation of the Transporter Group, suddenly felt cold all over and shivered involuntarily.

"boss?"

Ash's calm voice paused for a moment, looking deep into Ryan's eyes with a complicated expression.

Her boss, whom she had been with for several years, suddenly turned into an alien emperor overnight. This kind of script that even Hollywood dared not write became a reality overnight. To be honest, she still doesn't dare to believe.

"Ahem, it's nothing, I just remembered something suddenly."

He coughed dryly, not embarrassed to say that it felt like someone was scolding him behind his back. He stood up from the chair, went to the wine cabinet, took out two wine glasses, filled them, handed one to Ai Xi and said, "How many of you have been doing during this time in the company?" Thank you for your trouble, but why hasn’t John come over yet?”

The news of his return was only spread to two people. Now that Ai Xi has been here for a long time, it's time for John to arrive.

"John is not coming. This is his resignation letter to you."

With a complicated expression, Ashe took out an envelope from her breast pocket and handed it to Ryan, who looked a little stiff.

"Ha, resignation letter, he really knows how to joke!"

He reached out and took it, tore open the envelope and read it. The smile he forced on his face disappeared, and he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

The general content of the letter is as follows: Someone wanted him to be a spy, but he was unwilling, but his comrades who had saved his life in the army died because of this war.

It just so happened that Ryan was back, and there would be no trouble in the company. He had finally finished his last shift. Compared with all the entanglements in staying in the company, he simply left.

"He is quite free and easy."

After a long dull moment, Ryan sighed.

John is the veteran of the Transporter Group and has been with him for ten years. It can be said that the level of trust is not much lower than that of Demiurge and others.

At this time, he threw away a resignation letter and left without even meeting him, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Since he doesn't want to see me, forget it. You will pass this to him later and tell him that no matter what kind of trouble he encounters, as long as he presses the button, Nazarick will do his best to help him!"

Reach out and throw a disc the size of your palm. This is the same type of communicator as the communicator given to the ancient master. As long as you press it, a combat power above level 50 will arrive within ten seconds to ask what happened. Prioritization and mobilization do not wait for the army.

Apart from the ones on Gu Yi and Annie, this is the first one he has sent out.

"I understand, I will hand it over to John later."

He reached out and took the disk, looked at it enviously and then picked it up.

"This is for you."

Seeing the envy in Ash's eyes, Ryan took out another one.

"During this period, the company has relied on you to support me. I don't want to say more words of thanks. This is considered part of the reward."

"Part of it?"

Ash reached out his hand and took it unceremoniously, looking at Ryan suspiciously.

"Yes, part of me. Are you interested in taking charge of the Transporter Group for me?"