Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Looking at the corpse below, Fang Hao felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

He had no idea where Rebecca found the bodies.

But the physical features of the corpses told him that these were time-travelers like himself.

Damn it.

Fang Hao cursed in his heart.

Someone is catching the time traveler and conducting some kind of execution and torture.

below.

Rebecca was talking to a soldier captain.

Judging from the expressions of the two people, the content of the discussion was serious.

In the hall, instead of luminous stones, there were lit candles.

With the help of dim candlelight.

Fang Hao flew down from the top and hid behind the flag hanging against the wall.

At the same time, I also heard the content of the conversation between the two.

"No one was caught?" Rebecca's voice contained anger.

"No, it seems that the action was known to others. When we arrived, the other party left nothing." The soldier's voice was a little low, but the suppressed anger could also be heard.

"damn it."

Rebecca cursed.

Taking a deep breath, he continued to ask: "Are these just the corpses?"

"There is another person who is seriously injured and in a coma. He has been sent to the temple. It's hard to say whether he can be rescued." The guard whispered.

Rebecca's mood improved a lot when she heard that there was still a living person.

If this survivor could wake up, he might be able to provide some useful information.

Rebecca thought for a moment, then continued: "The information is kept secret, and people are arranged to protect him. No one except me is allowed to get close."

"Yes, ma'am."

The two ended their conversation.

Rebecca turned and left, not looking at the five corpses on the ground.

Fang Hao stayed behind the flag for a while.

Seeing that there were no other clues, he also controlled the Skeleton Gray Bird and flew back to the vertical window through which he came in.

The candlelight cast a huge black shadow on the wall.

Before the guard turned around to look back, the gray sparrow had already flown out of the window and disappeared into the night sky.

After removing the divine presence, Fang Hao woke up from the hotel room.

Sitting on the bed, looking at the starry night sky, I was silent for a long time.

…

Early next morning.

Fang Hao woke up from bed.

Demitga had already fed the horses, and Anjia also packed some food for the road.

"I'm not leaving today. An Jia will go out with me later." Fang Hao walked out slowly.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, with some surprise in their eyes at Fang Hao's decision.

The sudden change of plans seems to be due to special circumstances.

"What's wrong? Won't you go? The food here is so bad." An Jia complained in a low voice.

Inside the hotel, a cold snort came from the boss.

"Go back early tomorrow morning and prepare to eat." Fang Hao said.

"Oh." The two agreed and returned to the hotel.

Had breakfast.

Fang Hao took An Jia out of the hotel.

Wandering along the main road, Fang Hao bought some fruits he had never seen before and put them into the storage space when no one was around.

Anjia held some snacks in her hands, her mouth full as she walked.

He kept talking non-stop.

The two walked along the main road, and gradually they could see the gorgeous temple building in front of them.

Looking from a distance, residents were coming in and out, but no guards were seen blocking them.

Continue forward along the stone steps.

It is a circular flower bed.

The priests in religious robes are busy with their work.

Acolytes are believers from various human cities. They come to the temple to act as God's messengers and accept donations and beliefs from believers.

But there is no way to verify whether the gods can hear people's voices.

Perhaps, your prayers have not come true because your faith is still not pious enough.

The temple houses two idols of the gods.

Goddess of light and fertility.

It seems that most of the biological races have a large number of followers of the fertility goddess.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" A young woman wearing an altar gown came over.

Fang Hao checked her attributes.

Just an ordinary person with first-level farmer attributes.

Deacons are non-clergy who are busy with auxiliary work in the temple.

Most of these deacons are women, and they have some knowledge about midwives and healing.

"I am a new cloth merchant in Lysis City." Fang Hao walked forward slowly, and the female deacon followed curiously behind him.

"There are some problems with me, that is..."

"Oh, are you here for treatment?" the female deacon suddenly said.

"My problem is that I have money... and I plan to fund the temple to strengthen my faith." Fang Hao finished his words in one breath this time.

When she heard that the temple was going to be funded, the deaconess's eyes suddenly lit up.

The most welcome people in the temple are people like Fang Hao.

If you have faith, the most important thing is to be willing to give money.

"That's great, please come in and I'll call the chief priest over for you." The female deacon said hurriedly.

Following the female deacon, they entered the building next to the temple.

A clean and tidy long corridor lined with individual rooms.

In one of them, four guards stood guarding the door.

"Is this a big shot coming?" Fang Hao asked.

The female deacon followed her gaze and saw four guards. She lowered her voice and said, "The patient sent last night must be from a large family. I heard that the injury was quite serious."

"Not dead?"

"Ah? If you die, don't you just carry it away? Do you still need to leave it here?"

"You're right." Fang Hao felt it made sense.

The female deacon took the two of them to a separate room and asked them to wait for a while before going out to find the sacrifice she was talking about.

When Fang Hao came out, he did not bring the skeleton gray bird with him.

Even if he was brave, he didn't want to bring the Skeleton Gray Bird into the temple.

Fang Hao casually walked to the corridor, seemingly sizing up the temple, and looked at the room guarded by the guards from time to time.

When the guard cast a wary look, Fang Hao walked back to the room as if nothing had happened.

Not long after, the door opened again and an old woman walked in.

Leaning on the tree stick in his hand, he sat opposite Fang Hao.

"Sir, I heard that you intend to donate to the temple?" the old woman asked.

[Temple Priest (Level 10)].

Fang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, it turned out to be the tenth level.

"You always have the final say?" Fang Hao asked curiously.

"I have always been in charge here, and I naturally have the final say." The old woman nodded, her voice old but without any fluctuation.

Fang Hao nodded. It seemed that the 10th-level priests were the most powerful troops in this temple.

There shouldn't be any lies, there is no temple in the city of Purul.

Lysis City, as a neighbor of Purul City, can have a level 10 person in charge, which is already considered very good.

"Okay, I want to ask first, what kind of donations do the temple accept?"

"Are you a businessman? Many businessmen will give away some produced items. Of course, we also accept gifts of gold coins." The old woman continued.

I’m not picky about temples.

What do you have, what do I want.

It’s okay to produce goods, and we can just pay them directly and buy them ourselves.

"I'm a cloth merchant. Do you think the temple needs clothing?" Fang Hao asked.

"Yes, the temple has not received donations of clothing for a long time." The old woman priest answered directly.

"By the way, there should be no problem if I put advertisements on the donated clothes, right?" Fang Hao suddenly thought of something and confirmed again.

"What is an advertisement?" The old woman priest frowned slightly.

Fang Hao pointed to his chest, "It's right here. The name of our cloth merchant is printed on it, which proves that our shop made it for you."

"That's no problem." The old woman priest nodded.

"Oh, then please count the number of people in the temple and the styles of the clothes. When you return, I will arrange for people to make them." Fang Hao said.

This time, clothing donation was an impromptu idea by Fang Hao.

At that time, the city lord's palace and the temple all wore clothes from their own fabric shops.

I'm afraid that overnight, everyone in the city will know the name of his fabric shop.

I will look later and look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com when the fabric shop was opened.

"Okay, please wait a moment. There are not many people in the temple, and it doesn't take much time to count." The old woman priest said, and a smile appeared on the old woman's face.

"Can I visit the temple?"

"sure."

The two of them walked outside together.

Just stepped into the corridor.

Suddenly there was a frightened wailing from the front.

"I don't know, I told you, let me out, let me out."

Immediately afterwards, a figure knocked away the guard.

He rushed over from the room.

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