Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 87:, Harvesting Resources l

Translator: 549690339

After the death of the Natural Guardian, its corpse, along with its weaponry and equipment, visibly withered and dispersed at a rapid speed, like a dying plant.

There were no remnants of a wriggling spine, nor any weapons or equipment left behind.

What dropped instead was a variety of rare materials.

Natural Gems, Mithril, Essence of Magic, and so on.

The cleanup of the battlefield proceeded swiftly, and all sorts of resources were promptly sorted and presented before Fang Hao.

“My lord, all the spoils of war have been collected, please review them.”

Fang Hao descended the city wall, taking stock of the loot lying before him.

[Acquired: Tough Wood 13,552, Mithril 2,424., Trace of the Earth 1,345, Trace of the Forest 5,422, Natural Gem 721, Trace of Divinity 12, Natural Essence 572, Rich Essence 451, Essence of Magic 220, Perfect Essence 32.]

These 120,000 enemies, they sure didn’t drop too little.

The materials that have always been difficult to gather were acquired in such large quantities all at once.

The material resources dropped by the enemy, these scarce resources, are even more valuable than their equipment.

They significantly hasten the improvement and development of territorial strength.

Just that the drop rate is a bit low.

From 120,000 enemies, only these few were dropped. Perfect Essence and Trace of Divinity are only in double digits.

The highest amount, 13,000, is for the basic production materials.

“Transport all to the warehouse.” Fang Hao gave another order.

The Skeletons obeyed, hauling all the spoils of war to the warehouse.

Just as Fang Hao was about to return to the city and use the resources to upgrade the buildings, sudden turmoil arose on the eastern side of his territory.

Thick black smoke billowed up into the sky, snaking into the heavens like a giant black serpent.

This thick smoke was a sight Fang Hao had seen during the last compulsory mission.

It was Zhang Bin calling for reinforcements, a way to alert nearby lords of his location.

It seems that Zhang Bin is once again struggling to fend off his mission adversaries.

Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords and, as expected, saw numerous calls for help.

“I can’t hold them off anymore. Can anyone nearby come to my aid? These guardians are too savage.”

“Damn it! My soldiers are all dead, I’m buying Soul Crystals. Anyone selling, please hurry.”

“Phew! I managed to complete the mission, although I lost a few soldiers, thankfully my territory remains intact.”

“Bigshot, can you see the smoke signals I’ve ignited? Could you possibly help me?”

The number of Natural Guardians was determined by the amount of resources gathered within the lord’s territory over a period of 14 days.

The faster the territory develops and the quicker resources are harvested, the more enemies appear in the territory.

The number of your enemies, in some sense, corresponds with your comprehensive strength.

Even so, many lords simply couldn’t defeat their adversaries and cried for help incessantly in the channel.

Among them, one particular call for help via smoke signal was from Zhang Bin.

Fang Hao considered for a moment, then decided to visit Zhang Bin’s territory and harvest another batch of rare resources.

No, no, he was going to lend a hand to a fellow transmigrator and help him through this difficult situation.

“Nelson, I’m leaving Fireblade in your charge, I need to step out for a while,” said Fang Hao.

“Very well, my lord.”

Following Nelson’s response, Skeleton soldiers were immediately deployed to clean up the outskirts of the territory. Destroyed barricades were cleared out while those unscathed were repositioned on the roads surrounding the territory.

Once everything was arranged, Fang Hao returned to his room to cast God’s Presence and embody a skeletal soldier.

Accompanied by Fireblade and 20,000 skeletal soldiers, he headed towards Zhang Bin’s territory.

At Zhang Bin’s territory.

The level 2 city wall was still made of raw wood. Zhang Bin and his militia were resisting the attack of the Natural Guardians.

Accepting a rock passed to him by a peasant, Zhang Bin heaved it down at the attackers bellow the wall, swearing loudly, “Take this, you bastards! My development has been miserable enough, and you still choose to retaliate!”

Below the city wall, more than one hundred Natural Guardians were attempting to burst open the city gates and invade the city.

The weapon in hand reduced the city gate to a sorry state.

It was only a matter of time before it would be breached.

Zhang Bin was frustrated in his heart. He wished he had used all his resources to upgrade the city wall if he had known about the compulsory challenge.

Right now, the city wall was only at level 2, mainly constructed from raw wood logs.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!

Just as Zhang Bin continued to hurl stones at the enemies below the city wall.

Several arrows whistled towards him.

Thud!!

A sound of an arrow penetrating flesh. An arrow had run right through Zhang Bin’s shoulder, and due to inertia, he fell from the city wall in an extremely embarrassing fashion.

“My Lord, are you alright?” The farmer quickly helped Zhang Bin up, his face full of anxiety.

“Ah~ Damn it…” Zhang Bin roared in pain, clutching his wound tightly with his other hand.

Blood seeped through his fingers, staining the ground a dark red.

“Forget about me, keep defending.” Zhang Bin barked through gritted teeth, the situation was too critical for any distractions.

The farmers held the city gates with all their might, while the militia on the city wall were both trying to evade the ranged attacks from the enemies while throwing all kinds of objects down at them.

Even so, it wasn’t long before the militia were getting hit by arrows and the city gate was on the verge of collapse.

Zhang Bin once again made an appeal in the channel, but his 10 posts had already been used up.

All his messages were drowned out by the sea of information.

“Sigh, if only those skeletons could come again.”

At this moment, he remembered the compulsory task from last time.

When he and the militia could no longer hold out, a group of skeletons suddenly appeared and killed off the attacking beast horde.

If only that skeleton army could appear again and fight these nature guardians.

“My Lord, the city gate can’t hold any longer.” The farmer shouted loudly.

“Prepare for a fight to death.” Zhang Bin said as he picked his iron spear with his one good hand.

Everyone gathered together, preparing for a last-ditch effort.

Fang Hao and Fireblade, leading a large squad, sprang out from the forest.

In the distance, Zhang Bin’s territory was still under attack by the nature’s guardians.

Facing an attack from nearly a hundred nature guardians, Zhang Bin’s soldiers could only continuously defend, relying on the city wall to execute simple counterattacks.

“Fireblade, kill all the nature guardians under the city walls.” Fang Hao said.

“Yes, My Lord.” Fireblade nodded and led 10,000 skeleton soldiers in a direct frontal attack.

Fireblade took the lead, the Bloodthirsty Blade in his hand acting like the scythe of the Death God, shattering all enemies before him.

The Skeleton Sea was even more overwhelming, drowning the enemies. The battle was over at the first encounter.

It took two hours to get here, but the battle lasted no more than five minutes.

“My Lord, they are all destroyed. There are some humans in the city. Do you want all of them killed?” Fireblade stepped forward and asked loudly.

On the city wall, the whole body of Zhang Bin and his soldiers shook upon hearing these words.

They nearly collapsed.

“First, clean up the battlefield. Gather all the dropped resources.” Said Fang Hao, glancing at the people on the city walls and giving out orders.

The skeletons immediately scattered and began to collect the loot dropped on the ground.

Unfortunately, the enemies on Zhang Bin’s territory were too few, and only 42 rare resources were collected.

For this, the two-hour journey seemed not worth it. Fang Hao was not satisfied.

“Open the gate!” Fang Hao said in a low voice.

Zhang Bin remained silent, not knowing whether he should open the gate or not.

Boom!

Fireblade didn’t give Zhang Bin time to think. With a slash of his blade, the city gate split into two and crashed down.

Zhang Bin was shocked and quickly snapped out of his stupor. He led the villagers to rush down the city wall and shouted, “Honorable, Honorable Sir, please don’t kill us. We are willing to follow your orders..”

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