Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Sitting down at the table, Yi Er brought the prepared dinner.

Taste Yier's craftsmanship, open the book of lords, and turn to the regional channel.

"Acquisition of natural gems, resources are exchanged for gems, are there any willing to exchange?"

"I opened the treasure chest today, and the city wall drawings are out, but the material requirements are too high, and it takes half a month to save the materials."

"Grass! I'm still building a log wall myself, and my envious chickens turn purple!"

"Envy chicken purple!"

"Envy chicken purple!"

"Does anyone know how to make panties? Lao Tzu's leather panties are too worn. My chickens are really turning purple."

"Hey! I don't even have a change of clothes. My stockings smell sour."

"Cough cough! I will give out 10 units of resources to change Miss Sister's stockings."

"20 units."

...

It has been more than 10 days since I came to this world.

In addition to his own clothes, Fang Hao also had clothes pulled from Zhuang Hong.

There are washable ones.

But the vast majority of other people have only one set of themselves.

Especially the one who made the panties out of leather.

Also a man.

Not to mention grinding or grinding, on such a hot day, you are not afraid of covering it up.

At the same time, Fang Hao also thought about it.

Let the tailors make some of their clothes and sell them to various lords.

When clothing is in short supply, you can also make a quick buck.

When there are tailors in everyone's territory, this wave will be difficult to earn.

If you think about it, it really has a lot of practicality.

Wait until tomorrow to ask Sawyer.

Close the regional channel and continue to eat while chatting with Yier.

...

the other side.

Coldwind Mountains, Skullshatter tribe.

The Great Chief Thrall, sitting high as the leader, watched the tributes sent by the affiliated tribes.

The gold and silver treasures link has ended.

Now it's an orc girl who pays tribute from each tribe.

"Master Chief, this time a total of 40 orc girls were sent here, all of them are here." An old orc reported softly.

As soon as the voice fell, several female orcs walked in from outside the hall, and they lined up in a row below, waiting for the selection of the Great Chief.

Some of these orc women are huge, with tall muscles and huge fangs.

Some are of average height, but are covered in thick hair.

"I have seen the Great Chief."

40 female orcs said in unison, the sound was like muffled thunder, and it exploded in the hall.

"Hahaha! Good, very good." Thrall looked at the women below and laughed.

Step by step down the steps, close to the woman.

He stopped in front of a female orc who was nearly two meters tall and had muscles all over his body. He stretched his big hand directly into the other party's clothes and caressed it recklessly.

Nodding with satisfaction, "You stay, the others go back first."

The selected female orc looked happy, while the rest retreated in frustration.

There was no one in the hall, and Thrall directly pressed the female orc on the chair, his hips raised high.

Just when it's time to have a good time.

A report suddenly came from outside the door: "Master Chief, the investigation team has returned and is waiting outside the door."

Thrall's expression condensed, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

The big hand stroked the female orc, and finally suppressed the desire in his heart, and said softly: "Go and wait for me."

The female orc nodded and walked into Thrall's bedroom.

Thrall returned to his seat and said loudly, "Let them in."

The door opened, and an orc captain strode in.

"Master Chief." The orc saluted.

"Tell me, how is the situation?" Thrall's tone revealed dissatisfaction.

"Master Chief, we have found the other side's city, the city walls and towers are complete, and the troops are all low-level skeletons." The orc captain reported loudly.

Thrall narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and continued to ask: "Is the other party a human lord? Is there any news about the artifact treasure?"

The Skull Crush Tribe is not close to the opponent's territory.

The reason why it takes manpower to travel long distances to conduct investigations is for the sacred artifact treasures mentioned by Huo Ren.

Naturally, he is also most concerned about the condition of the treasure.

"Because there are too many people on the other side, the patrol range is very large, and the lord of the other side has not been seen, but from the fire that rises from the city every day, it can be inferred that the other side should be the human lord in the Kent population." The orc captain continued. .

When he led the reconnaissance, it was when Fang Hao led his troops to explore the mine.

Half the force was taken away to fight the iron-eating worms in the mine.

All he saw was only a small number of troops.

As for Fang Hao.

Except for special circumstances, he himself did not leave the city for half a step.

These orcs do not know the role of God's presence.

Only saw skeletons coming in and out.

Hearing that the reconnaissance team did not even see the figure of the opponent's lord, Thrall's face became even more gloomy.

In addition to destroying the good thing he had just done, a mass of anger ignited in his heart.

Whoosh whoosh!

Breathing heavily, like a bellows agitating.

"Come on!" Thrall shouted in a low voice.

Immediately outside the door, two orc soldiers walked in, "Master Chief."

"This time the investigation team did something bad. The whole team was sent to the correctional field, and all were whipped." Thrall said coldly.

The orc captain's body trembled suddenly, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

Begging for mercy loudly, "Great Chief, spare us, Great Chief."

Two orc soldiers stepped forward, lifted him up, and dragged him out of the room with cries.

Caning is not as simple as whipping a few lashes.

The force of a whip is enough to kill a cow, and then it will be exposed to the sun for several days.

Every time under the whipping, half of the orcs could not survive and die in the punishment field.

The orc captain was taken away, and the hall became quiet again.

Thrall's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to calculate in his heart.

The orc captain just now has thoroughly investigated the intelligence, and the size of the city and the strength of the troops have been investigated clearly. It is no longer important whether the other party is a human being.

Next, just arrange the troops to occupy the city.

Not only can you get the treasures in the hands of the other party, but you can also use this city as a base to re-run the plan of territorial migration.

to leave this barren land.

Thinking of this, Thrall's eyes lit up again. After unifying the entire Cold Wind Mountain Range, he once again found a new goal and a new journey.

"Come on."

The orc guards waiting outside the door came in again, "Great Chief."

"Notify all senior management and hold a meeting."

...

The next day, early morning.

Fang Hao ate the breakfast prepared by Yi'er and watched everyone in the channel gossip.

It also typed the content and sent it to the channel.

"Buy wool, linen, silk, and chat privately at some price."

Fang Hao's words were just sent out.

The originally lively channel suddenly stopped scrolling.

Only this message stays in the channel box.

After a full three seconds, a piece of information appeared in an instant explosion.

"My Cao! Fang Hao is still alive? I thought..."

"You think you're a fart, everyone lives better than you."

"Wait! Let me interject, is Mr. Fang Hao going to enter the textile industry? Why is it all related to textiles?"

"I'll plug it in too, Mr. Fang Hao, I pre-ordered a pair of underwear."