Stacks of flyers filled with writing were brought into the hotel.
Wu Heng took out one and glanced at it.
The color of the text was a bit darker than what Andre Willow had written, probably due to the ink.
The overall look was not bad, except there were no illustrations.
Wu Heng had considered adding a picture of himself killing the Skull Crusher, but after careful consideration, he abandoned the idea.
Being too ostentatious might not be beneficial.
Li Yahong asked, "How's the printing? I've checked and the symbols seem clear."
To the people in this world, the words were just a bunch of symbols.
They couldn't understand them at all.
Wu Heng didn't feel like explaining and replied, "Pretty good."
"Okay, if we need more in the future, I'll have more printed."
"No need, we should have enough," Wu Heng said.
There were limited literate people in Lundham City, and once these flyers were circulated, it would largely depend on the people themselves spreading the message.
