Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 102: Chapter 102, Silkworm Room (Seeking

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Come to think of it, it makes sense.

Anjia is an orc hero and a regular at the tavern.

It’s normal for her to pick up some news about the Skullcrusher Tribe.

“Right, how well do you know about the Skullcrusher Tribe in the Cold Wind Mountain Range?” Fang Hao asked directly.

Anjia sat nearby, casually saying, ’Tve heard bits and pieces. Shah, the chieftain of the Skullcrusher Tribe, is notoriously fierce and despotic. Long ago, he conquered all the tribes in the Cold Wind Mountain Range and has been studying group migration.”

Cold Wind Mountain Range, Shah.

Fang Hao memorized these names.

From Anjia’s words, this Shah had conquered the entire Cold Wind Mountain Range.

“So, how strong is this Shah? And what is his military strength?” Fang Hao continued to ask.

“Heard he’s pretty formidable. I’ve never seen him, but he has a good number of troops. The whole Cold Wind Mountain Range is his territory,” Anjia responded.

The Cold Wind Mountain Range was, indeed, quite a distance from here.

As an orc herself, the information Anjia occasionally learned about the Skullcrusher Tribe was second-hand. She had never been there herself, nor had she seen Shah.

Fang Hao nodded in understanding.

After a moment, he continued: “I got information from Bronze Bull Tellock that the Skullcrusher Tribe is planning to attack us. So, I need to know their movements and information.”

As Fang Hao finished speaking, their faces turned solemn.

From what Anjia had said, the strength of the Skullcrusher Tribe couldn’t be compared to that of an average tribe.

This wasn’t good news for their newly-developed territory.

“How’s that possible? The Cold Wind Mountain Range is too far away from us, a journey would take several days. Are you sure Tellock didn’t get it wrong?” Anjia said, somewhat skeptical.

“He probably didn’t get it wrong, Anjia. Here’s the map, point me to the location of the Cold Wind Mountain Range.”

Fang Hao opened the map page of the Book of Lords.

Anjia stood next to him, resting her elbow on his shoulder. She was quite interested in this magical luminescent map.

The map in the Book of Lords was similar to a bird’s-eye view map in a game.

It showed the mountains and rivers, not simple sketches made with pen and paper.

“Everything beyond the vicinity of our territory is all fogged. How am I supposed to know where’s where?” Anjia’s finger hovered in the air, making no move to touch the map.

“Just the general area.”

“Then this area, I suppose.”

In the end, Anjia pointed out a location, located to the northeast of their territory. The distance was indeed far.

“If the war really begins and you die, don’t forget to terminate our contract. If I manage to survive, I can then avenge you,” Anjia suddenly said, out of nowhere.

Fang Hao was taken aback, then said irritatedly, “Should I thank you for that?”

The contract linked Fang Hao and Anjia.

One of the rules was that if the master dies, the slave and hero would also die.

This was the iron rule in the contract, emphasizing the importance of protecting the master.

Anjia was afraid that if Fang Hao died, she would be dragged down with him.

“No need.” Anjia gave Fang Hao a pat on his shoulder, apparently not registering the sarcasm in his words.

Fang Hao shot her a glance, then turned to Fireblade.

“Fireblade, arrange for our soldiers to upgrade and strengthen the patrol around our territory.”

“Yes, my Lord.”

The morning meeting ended, and Fireblade went to carry out his tasks.

Eira had prepared breakfast.

Fang Hao walked to the dining table, and Anjia sat down as if she had been there all along.

Breakfast was served, and the three of them ate without much conversation.

Anjia and Eira chatted while eating, acting as if they knew each other before Fang Hao even came along.

Ding!

The Book of Lords sent a notification-a private message.

“Big Brother Fang Hao, are you there?”

“Here.” Fang Hao replied.

“I have a blueprint. I want to exchange it for some Rejuvenation Springs.”

“Sure, let’s see what blueprint you have.”

At this stage, the demand for meat was declining continuously.

There were more people selling meat in the channel, and the market wasn’t as frantic as before, where any meat placed for sale would be snapped up immediately.

However, Fang Hao’s Rejuvenation Springs held a significant position in the current regional market.

The daily supply of Rejuvenation Springs could not meet demand, accumulating rare resources for Fang Hao.

“Alright, [Silkworm Farm Blueprint], what do you think?” the other party continued.

“That works. Price?” Fang Hao carried on questioning.

“5 units of Rejuvenation Springs.” The person didn’t hesitate to speak up.

“5 units are too much. That’s enough for me to buy three of your kind of developing blueprints. 2 units, you can put it up for sale if you’re willing,” Fang Hao quoted directly.

This wasn’t Fang Hao driving the price down.

Rejuvenation Springs were only exchanged for rare materials and special items within the channel. The blueprints were evaluated through private chats.

The Silkworm Farm Blueprint was definitely useful, but it required silkworm rearing and silk spinning before generating any value.

This slow-developing process wasn’t really popular now.

If the silkworms can’t be kept alive, he might starve to death.

Hearing Fang Hao’s quota, the other party remained silent for a while before agreeing reluctantly.

“Alright, 2 units then. I’ll list it now.”

The person finished speaking and directly listed a specific trade.

Fang Hao gave the person 2 units of Rejuvenation Springs, completing the transaction.

The next second, he had a Silkworm Farm Blueprint in his hand.

[Level 1 Silkworm Farm: 500 timber, 420 stones, 350 thatches, 220 leather, 180 hemp ropes, and 1 Natural Gem.]

The building materials required weren’t too much but it required 1 Natural Gem.

It appeared the Silkworm Farm was a rather high-level building.

After a few bites, he finished his meal.

Fang Hao went straight to a vacant area and constructed the [Silkworm Farm],

A flash of light, and a seemingly ordinary wooden hut appeared in front of him.

It didn’t look too different from a level 1 hut.

[Level 1 Silkworm Farm]

[Category: Building]

(Description: The silkworm farm provides a basic environment for silkworm rearing.)

[Upgrade Requirement: 800 timber, 750 stones, 4.50 thatches, 280 leather, 220 hemp ropes, and 2 Natural Gems.]

The Silkworm Farm was currently empty, like the pasture, silkworms were not included.

Given that they didn’t have silkworms now, Fang Hao did not continue with the upgrade. When there were silkworms available, he would consider upgrading the building.

After dealing with the Silkworm Farm, Fang Hao returned to the room.

He planned to use God’s Presence to go to Pigmen Village and ask Petty whether she knows anything about the Skullcrusher Tribe?

Gathering information was crucial before a war.

He lay on the bed, entered God’s Presence mode, and the next second, he found himself in a skeleton soldier in Pigmen Village.

Within Pigmen Village.

Petty was in the great hall, listening to reports from several pigmen.

One of the pigmen looked rather disheveled, covered in injuries. His right hand was bloodied, missing two fingers.

Seeing the state of her subordinate,

Gentle Petty turned furious, her face rosy with rage.

She roared loudly, “Bandits, they’re nothing but a bunch of bandits…!”

“Chieftain, we should tell the Lord about this. It will be difficult for us to resolve this issue,” an old pigman whispered.

“Yes, chieftain, let’s send Bolton again, see what the Lord says,” others also suggested.

Just then, a voice sounded from the entrance.

“What’s the matter? You needed me for something?”

Everyone turned around to find a skeleton whose eyes flickered with a mysterious blue light walking in..

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