Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

He had just sat down in the hall.

Footsteps sounded outside the door again.

Soon, the skeleton merchant, Doujin, walked straight in.

Doujin was still dressed in a neat suit, holding a hardwood cane in his hand.

Like a noble gentleman of the human clan, when not looking at his face.

"Good afternoon, respected Lord."

Getting to the middle, Doujin bowed slightly.

"Good afternoon, Doujin, what brings you here?" Fang Hao motioned for him to sit down and speak.

Doujin sat down on the side, and quietly spoke," Sir, I am here to report on the collection status of the materials for the [Wish Pond]."

Hearing this, Fang Hao instantly perked up.

The Wish Pond was an orange blueprint he was awarded just after he transmigrated.

The functionality was quite magical.

It consumes a fixed quantity of basic resources every week to make wishes and there is a chance to receive rewards.

Previously, Fang Hao had been keeping an eye on the building materials, and when he went to Silver Wing City, he entrusted this task to Doujin.

"Is there any news?" Fang Hao asked immediately.

Doujin replied, "Sir, the collection in this period resulted in 12 Coral Crystals and 8 Tears of The Ocean, as for the Breeze White Coral and Dawn Blue Coral, there are still no harvests."

The anticipation in Fang Hao's heart instantly vanished.

It seemed that these corals were indeed difficult to collect.

Even the Trade Alliance didn't have any in stock.

But there was nothing he could do, Skeleton soldiers know neither fatigue nor laziness, so he couldn't blame anyone for it.

"Well, it can't be helped, just pay more attention to it in the future." Fang Hao said.

Doujin nodded his head.

And continued to talk about the second matter.

"Sir, the second thing is, the potion that Master Alchemist was asked to make by Bachelor Nelson in the Trade Alliance has been completed. I brought it here for you. The Alchemist said that there would be a strong stinging sensation when taking the potion, and soaking in cold water could effectively alleviate some of the pain."

Having said that, he carefully took out a dark red potion from his pocket and respectfully presented it to Fang Hao.

The liquid in the bottle was a bewitching red color, slightly shaking, as though emitting a faint glow.

Fang Hao frowned as he took it.

[Demon Dragon Potion (Orange)]

[Categories: Alchemy Potion]

[Effect: Enhance oneself to possess physical qualities comparable to that of the Dragon Clan.]

(Description: A potion concocted with the pure blood of the Dragon Clan, drink it to possess the power that breaks the limit of your race.)

Then Fang Hao remembered.

This was a potion made from the blood of Spencer.

Spencer was a Fire Dragon. After being captured by Fang Hao, it had its skin peeled off and was bled by Nelson.

Its body had been made into a living dead, its blood used by the Trade Alliance's Master Alchemist to make this potion, and its dragon scales were also being turned into dragon scale armor.

Indeed, he knew how to live. Not wasting anything, everything on that body was used.

After carefully placing the Demon Dragon Potion to the side, Fang Hao smiled, "Well, you've worked hard, Doujin. I plan to re-plan the residential area soon. See if the Skeleton Merchants have any needs, and list them out to me when you're done."

"Thank you, sir." Doujin didn't refuse, just bowed in thanks.

"Hmm, has there been any change on the Dwarves' side lately?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

Doujin answered, "The Dwarves have increased their orders for gunpowder and iron ore, food, and armors. We have stopped accepting their orders."

The territory was at odds with the dwarves. The key players all knew about it.

Doujin had long stopped working with the Dwarves. All trade interactions with them were completely halted.

Even if they offered lots of money and our warehouse was full of goods, nothing would be sold to the Dwarves.

"Good, keep an eye on the materials for the Wish Pond."

"Yes, sir. Then I'll take my leave." Doujin stood up.

Fang Hao nodded, and Doujin also exited the hall.

Holding the Demon Dragon Potion in his hand, he guessed at the effects it would bring.

After thinking about it, he decided not to take it right now.

He had experienced the effects of a body modifying potion in the past, and it wasn't pleasant.

The one he used back then was just an entry-level Magic Potion.

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There wasn't anyone else around at the moment, Eira and Anjia had all gone out to practice.

If something happened to him in his room now, it would be bad news.

No longer paying attention to the Demon Dragon Potion, he started to have some free time.

He opened the Book of Lords and checked the chat content in the area channel.

As always, there were people looking for partners, selling equipment, and selling resources.

However, the best-selling items in the channel were no longer weapons or armor, but cold-resistant clothes.

The prices of those furs, which didn't used to be worth much, had now more than doubled.

Not to mention the ready-made cold-resistant furs.

Over at Fang Hao's side, thanks to the efforts of all tailors, they had a large number of [Fur-warming Robes] and [Fur-warming Trousers] at their disposal.

But he didn't sell them in the group chat.

First, he needed to ensure the demand of the transmigrators in his territory and the affiliated cities. If there were surpluses later, he would then sell them in the channel.

Besides buying winter clothes, more and more transmigrator alliances started to emerge.

Actually, alliance tokens weren't rare items.

They could be bought from some traders or from shops in the Trade Alliance.

The formation of alliances allowed players to band together for warmth.

Of course, there might also be swindlers like 'Li Zhen Hu' who would deceive the transmigrators using the excuse of alliances and then sell them to the locals.

Such people wouldn't be limited to just one person.

Fang Hao saw the bustling activity, then noticed a message suddenly pop up.

"Buying information on the 'Undead' north of Pruell City and on Eight Peaks Mountain. If any transmigrator has information from that area, you can private message me with your information. As long as the information is useful, the price starts at 100 Warfire Coins. There is no upper limit...".

"Pruell City? Where is that? I've never heard of it before. Is information really that valuable?"

"What's going on at Eight Peaks Mountain? I have a friend staying around that area. I heard it's the Dwarf's territory."

Message after message popped up with people asking about the two places.

However, the other party didn't respond.

Maybe someone was already selling them information.

Fang Hao frowned, opening up the person's information panel.

Cao Zhengzhi!

From what he remembered, there didn't seem to be any news from this person.

Fang Hao thought for a moment, then contacted Fu Lei and sent him a screenshot.

Soon, Fu Lei sent back a reply.

"Boss, he gave me 100 Warfire Coins after I mentioned that there was undead activity north of Pruell City, and asked me to continue investigating for more information, promising to pay more."

Big spender.

Just one sentence, without a single picture, was worth 100 coins.

This person really isn't short on money.

Fang Hao replied, asking: "Do you know his identity?"

"Unclear," Fu Lei responded. "I only know that he's somewhere around Silver Wing City, gathering intelligence for his boss. He didn't say anything more than that."

Silver Wing City!

He didn't have many enemies over there, only a few.

Who could it be?

"Keep in contact with him, occasionally leak some unimportant information, and try your best to find out his identity."

"Got it, boss."

The two ended their chat.

Fang Hao continued to browse the chat, considering who might be investigating him.

...

Dusk.

A group of maids, dragging their tired bodies, returned to their lodging.

Only Anjia still had a full spirit, with the Red General on her shoulder, she walked in with strides.

Behind her, Eira and Little White looked a bit disheveled.

Eira's ears had drooped, and Little White was also hanging his head low.

Now, Little White regretted returning to the estate to spend the winter.

The two of them flopped onto chairs, completely dispirited.

"How have the last few days been?" Seeing their state, Fang Hao turned to Anjia to ask.

While feeding the parrot, Anjia replied: "It's not as easy as it looks. They have a weak foundation. They should have started training from a young age."

Fang Hao checked the ranks of the two.

[Rabbitmen Clan Warrior (Fifth Rank)].

[Foxmen Tribe Warrior (Third Rank)].

Eira and Little White had both consumed strength potions, hence by default, they became warriors.

Eira had advanced to the fifth rank, while Little White reached the third.

There was some progress after all.

"Anjia, get someone to prepare a tub of cold water. I'll take a potion later, keep an eye on me." Fang Hao instructed.

"Alright." Anjia got up, and told a skeleton at the door to fetch some cold water.

Soon.

In the bathroom, the bathtub was filled with cold water.

Fang Hao tested the water, it was chilling.

After thinking it over, he decided to first drink the potion outside and assess the situation before entering the bathtub.

Otherwise, soaking in cold water in this weather, regardless of whether he would catch a cold or not, would still be a torture.

Having decided, he promptly opened the stopper and drained the potion in one gulp.