Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Hearing the boss's words, Fang Hao's eyes narrowed instantly.

Undead of the North.

Isn't that still me!

He set up a fortress in the middle position with Purul, so to speak, so as not to be interfered with by each other.

He has done enough by himself, what the hell is this 'Cyril' doing, he has to shoot himself.

"Because of what? Cyril's brain is convulsing." Fang Hao directly said the name of the city lord and cursed.

This sound made the proprietress and the others instantly nervous, and they felt relieved when they realized that there was no one else.

Even behind their backs, they didn't dare to scold the current city owner.

"How do we know, but there were a lot of people in the city yesterday, it may be related."

"what kind of person?"

"It's very similar to those who wore hoods in broad daylight last time. They all look like cultists," said the proprietress.

Bloodlines!

Fang Hao knew that the cultists in the mouth of the proprietress were those with pale blood.

Although they can walk in the sun, they have begun to hate the sun and wear huge hoods to cover their bodies all day long.

Because of Giovanni's affairs, the blood family has arranged for scouts to investigate themselves.

However, what does this have to do with Purul City, and what role does Cyril play in it?

"Is it true what you said last time?" The proprietress suddenly turned around and looked straight at herself.

"Ah? What?" Fang Hao's thoughts were interrupted.

"I can't open the tavern anymore, let's help you." The proprietress's expression was a bit bitter.

After so many years of operation, I did not expect that there will be a day when it will not be able to open.

"Okay." Fang Hao's shop in Lysis City is preparing for staff, and she is a good candidate.

"I have a lot of people." The proprietress looked at the bartender and the back kitchen.

The bartenders bowed respectfully when they saw Fang Hao's gaze.

"We can come together." Fang Hao nodded.

Everyone is happy.

Fang Hao is a rich second-generation, and if he hugs this thigh, they don't worry about the business of the tavern.

Anyway, Fang Hao sent them money.

Just when everyone, including the proprietress, breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Hao spoke again.

"But, as the leader, I need you to sign a slave contract with me to make sure you don't betray me."

This,…….

The smiles of the proprietress and the bartenders subsided instantly.

They have seen slave contracts. When slave traders sell slaves, they will give out contracts.

to ensure that the slave does not do anything that would harm the master.

Likewise, if you sign, you need to listen to the other person, even if it asks you to do something against your will.

"Are you serious? I went there just to help you run the shop." The lady boss said in surprise.

To work on your own, you also need to sign a slave contract.

This is indeed a bit too much.

"No way, I need someone I trust completely." Fang Hao said helplessly.

His secrets can't be revealed yet, especially since the Faceless Hut under the tavern was discovered yesterday.

He should be more careful.

"Well, it seems that we can't cooperate anymore." The lady boss said with a wry smile.

Fang Hao was rejected.

She didn't want to sell herself because of this.

Similarly, Fang Hao's words were also guessed in his heart.

Fang Hao is the second-generation rich, and the family should have stricter rules.

Nobles will always have some bizarre, seemingly incomprehensible rules.

"It doesn't matter, even if we can't cooperate, we are still friends. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me." Fang Hao said with a smile.

"kindness."

After drinking the beer in the cup, Fang Hao left the pub with An Jia.

Go back to the shop, take all the maids and soldiers, close the shop and return to the territory together.

Returning to the territory, the sky has dimmed.

After eating the dinner prepared by Yier, Fang Hao sent the sample clothes to the tailor.

Rebecca is very satisfied with the sample clothes,

Some insignificant minor modifications can be added on the way to the finished product.

The goldsmiths are also making matching jewelry.

Everything has been explained, and Fang Hao has nothing to do.

Just wait for the finished product to come out and give it to Rebecca.

...

The next day, early in the morning.

After breakfast, Fang Hao, An Jia, Dimitja and others rode on the bone dragon.

At the back, there are ten bone dragons, full of skeleton trolls and barren tomb guards, rushing up the clouds and heading south.

Today they are going to the map [Mountain Dark Fort] that Fang Hao newly obtained.

The name of the dark castle sounds higher than any cave or cave.

Looking forward to giving myself something powerful.

on the clouds.

There is no need to worry about the villages and towns below, and go straight to the direction of the dark fort with the shortest distance.

According to the map, the location of the mountain bunker in the east between the cities of Purul and Lysis.

Two hours away.

The brigade had already reached the top of the uninhabited mountains.

The bone dragon lowered its height and gradually approached the target point.

Some traces of stone and brick buildings can be seen.

As move on.

Fang Hao also saw the target point this time, [Mountain Dark Fortress].

It can even be said that this dark fort is not difficult to find, there is a huge downward entrance between the rocks.

In front of the entrance, you can see the piles of bones, the bloodstains left behind, and a huge iron pot stewing food.

But no creatures were seen.

The bone dragon fell in front of the entrance, and Fang Hao and the others turned over and jumped off the bone dragon.

"What creatures actually use such a big pot." An Jia asked aside.

I didn't pay much attention in the air, and when I landed, I realized that the iron pot was huge.

An Jia's height is only half the size of the iron pot.

"Go down and see, those guys should live here." Fang Hao looked at the depths of the entrance.

The stone steps at the entrance go all the way down, and the mountain walls on both sides are cut flat.

It is also a good place to live.

"You are in charge of the Dimitga team, An Jia and us are behind." Fang Hao said, releasing a [Frost Armor] for himself.

Due to the distance problem, Fang Hao did not use the divine presence.

Coming here in person reduces the consumption of mental power, but also faces the danger of life.

"Okay, sir." Dimitga nodded and continued to say to the skeleton soldiers beside him: "The skeleton troll is standing in the front row, and the barren tomb guard is standing in the back, ready to enter the hole."

Whoa! !

The skeletons who adjusted their formation began to enter the cave step by step.

As the team deepened, luminous stone wall lamps with soft glow began to appear on both sides of the cave.

Light up the entire hallway.

call! Snoring! !

Not far away, there was a grunt like thunder.

On a platform ahead, a tall troll was sleeping soundly on an animal skin blanket.

The snot bubbles keep getting bigger and smaller with the snoring.

[One-eyed troll (eighth order)].

Dimitga made a gesture to stop moving forward, and the skeleton team stopped in an instant, as still as a clay sculpture.

Dimitga pulled out the long sword from his waist and slowly approached the sleeping troll.