All Chapters of Necromancer: Undead Lives Matter: Chapter 61
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CHAPTER 61
The local schools of necromancy knew this perfectly well. The problem was that such a setup was ridiculously expensive, so they couldn't exactly use it as their standard operating procedure.Instead, they'd developed cheaper alternatives. Less effective, perhaps. But much more affordable.My situation was different. My life literally depended on this corpse. I wasn't going to cut corners.Once the graphite rods were installed—with several expressive but very quiet curses along the way—I mounted the accumulator, connected everything, and began the reverse assembly.The sawed-open sternum was a different problem. I had to think about that one. Eventually, I came up with a system that allowed relatively quick access using bronze bolts and plates.If I ever needed to reach the accumulator or the dead heart, I could simply undo the bolts and open the chest again. Sewing human flesh wasn't the same as sewing cloth. You actually needed to know what you were doing.When everything was finally
CHAPTER 62
I hated those vague instructions like “add a pinch of ground wormwood” or “half a finger's worth of heated gold.”What the hell did “half a finger's worth of heated gold” even mean?One day, if I survived this piss-soaked desert, I was going to build myself a proper laboratory.Then I'd bring this entire local alchemical and pseudoscientific brothel into the modern chemical age.Right.Skill points sorted.Which meant it was time to eat and get moving.***The Gray Lands, in the Sand — June 8, 2021“Volobuyev, stop!”I ordered the undead to halt and walked over to him.Something was wrong.The poor bastard's skin was drying out. In places, it had even started cracking.That wasn't supposed to happen.Bad sign.“Lie down on the sled.”I grabbed a wrench, opened Gena's chest cavity, and began methodically searching for the source of the malfunction.I expected the problem to be somewhere in the blood vessels.One of the graphite rods could have damaged them, or perhaps the copper wrappi