Building the Strongest Undead Empire from Scratch

Alex watched the undead march towards the castle, then turned her attention to the remaining Goblin corpses on the ground. Approaching a corpse, a semi-transparent system prompt appeared in front of her.

"Disassemble!" Alex commanded with a simple touch.

[Congratulations Lord, you have successfully Disassembled 1208 Goblin corpses, obtaining 2416 pieces of standard equipment, 4039 magic crystals, and 300 Essence Shards (double drop).]

"Wow—jackpot!" Alex had never seen so many materials before. Previous claims of fortune were just talk, but this time, she truly struck it rich.

Since these Goblins were slain at night, even though it was now daylight, the disassembly still yielded double drops, a fact she had previously experimented with.

It wouldn't make sense for their night-enhanced attributes to benefit them in life but not offer double in death, much like how the Moon Silver Wolf, once dead in its werewolf form, wouldn't revert to a regular wolf.

Alex swiftly transferred all the resources to her Warehouse, instantly clearing the land in front of her. Soon, under Arthur's escort, the last of the Skeleton Soldiers finally arrived with the Goblin's legacy.

After tallying these items, she could head back to the castle for some rest.

Alex used the territory's one-click recovery feature, and the materials in the Skeleton Soldiers' hands vanished into thin air, leaving only the original bone boxes.

[Congratulations Lord, you have obtained 900 magic crystals, 200 pieces of standard equipment, and 4500 units of iron ore.]

"Huh, it really is iron ore, and so much of it! It's a shame it's raw and needs processing. I just don't know what the output ratio will be."

"Oh right, [QuartzStriker] can process iron ore. How could I forget him? I can ask for his help, but I need to figure out the ratio first."

Watching the sudden disappearance of the materials, the nearby Skeleton Soldiers were baffled.

They had just seen the items a moment ago; how could they vanish so suddenly? They shook their heads, looking around with the creaking sound of their bones.

"Stop looking, I took them..."

Their lack of intelligence was exasperating. Alex facepalmed as she watched the bewildered Skeleton Soldiers.

"Go back to hunting."

Rest? That was impossible, not in this lifetime. Do undead need rest? Of course not.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, bring me that equipment."

Alex quickly stopped a bone beast werewolf, asking it to hand over the evil tree spirit suit and another large bone maul. Clearly, the bone beast werewolf's trial period for the suit had expired, and the equipment no longer belonged to it.

Such low-level equipment was subject to wear and tear; keeping it on constantly caused deterioration, which could affect the selling price if it was severely worn.

"Arthur, go go go!"

Alex, holding the four pieces of equipment, sat on Arthur's back, ready to fly back to the castle. The mission to eradicate the Goblin tribe was perfectly concluded.

When Alex once again set foot inside her castle, a sense of security filled her at that moment.

Outside the castle's gate, two new outdoor chandeliers had been added. Each chandelier, made of a hexagonal base and six sides, had a simple black frame made of an unknown material, very plain without any fancy decorations, hanging on either side of the gate.

This was the special building, the Specter Chandelier. If anyone looked towards Alex's castle from a distance, they would see nothing but barren land and dead trees—nothing else.

Outside the castle were also some animal carcasses, the result of the undead's hunting before they attacked the Goblin tribe. Since they had also fought with werewolves, there weren't many carcasses.

Now a wealthy lord, Alex no longer cared for mere hundreds of food items. Food had become so devalued, its cost-effectiveness ever decreasing.

Alex sighed.

She disassembled these corpses, obtaining 1000 food units and 100 magic crystals. Given the undead's tireless work 24 hours a day, it is evident that the number of wild animals has begun to sharply decline.

Inside the castle, the newly summoned undead were crammed into the Blackwater Altar for enhancement. Once enhanced, Alex immediately sent them away.

The castle was only so big; with so many undead, it was simply too crowded.

Besides, was her castle a place where these low-level undead could just wander into? Humph.

Alex opened the trading post and checked the elite food trades, surprised to find they had all been completed. She had thought there wouldn't be any trades at night.

It seemed elite food was incredibly popular, but unfortunately, she didn't have any extra elite food to trade at the moment.

Alex collected the materials from the trading post.

[Congratulations Lord, you have successfully traded 1437 units of elite food, obtaining 874 magic crystals and 1000 iron ingots.]

Another small profit. Alex then looked at other orders in the trading post, mostly still involving food trades, but now it was mostly Lords selling food, with few buying.

She also noticed that almost all orders could be traded with magic crystals, which seemed to be becoming the common currency among Lords.

Looking at the 6000 magic crystals in her Warehouse, Alex's lips curled into a charming smile.

"Just over a thousand units of elite food and you're overwhelmed? What would you do if I put up over two thousand pieces of standard equipment for trade?"

[Hamburger initiates a trade!]

[One piece of standard equipment, trade for ten magic crystals or five iron ingots.]

[Remaining quantity: 2622 pieces.]

[Three pieces of Commanding level equipment, trade for 1000 magic crystals or 500 iron ingots or six Essence Shards.]

[Note: The three pieces of Commanding level equipment make up a complete set.]

[Remaining quantity: three pieces.]

[One piece of Commanding level equipment, trade for 500 magic crystals or 300 iron ingots or three Essence Shards.]

[Remaining quantity: one piece.]

Alex listed all the equipment she had obtained on the trading post. She wasn't short of stone or wood, and all trades were for magic crystals and iron ingots.

Her undead army was continuously replenished, and she didn't need weapons. If it weren't for the scarcity of Lords with iron ingots, which had driven up the price of iron ingots, a magic crystal would typically be worth more than an iron ingot.

The evil tree spirit suit, comprising three pieces of defensive equipment, was undoubtedly more valuable when sold as a set than if sold separately like a comparable weapon.

"Alright, let these foolish Lords be shocked."

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