One unit requires for units of iron.

Note for blueprints or special materials.

Feel free to contact me privately for price negotiation.

In light of Yao Yangs 8 units of iron for comparison, Fungha's four units appeared exceedingly reasonable.

Yao Yang insensed.

Send another private message.

Just wait, you scoundrel.

At that moment, Yao Yong was fuming with rage.

Fong Ho's interference had left him utterly humiliated within the channel.

Now selling the axes at a quantity of four units.

Those who had just purchased axes from Yao Yong were pursuing refunds from him.

In this world, there no laws.

Even if they were oblivious to each other's territory, Yao Yang dared not offend so many people.

Under pressure, he had no choice but to issue refunds.

Ignoring Yao Yangs furious outbursts, Fong Hao understood that in this realm, strength is the ultimate truth.

As territories expand, those who survive will inevitably cross paths, and it would not simply be a matter of who could hurl insults.

After listing his wares, the sale of the iron axes began to dwindle.

Another private message chimed in, "Boss Fong, I have a blueprint.

I like to exchange it for iron axes.

" The blueprint was promptly sent.

Blueprint for wooden barrel white.

Require materials, five wood, two hemp rope.

I can offer you two iron axes, Fongghao replied.

All right, thank you.

The two completed the transaction, and the blueprint was immediately recorded in the Lord's book.

Fonggha wasted no time in crafting, triggered a 100fold amplification, obtaining 101 wooden barrels.

Just then, a skeleton returned with supplies.

Go fill these barrels with water, Fong How instructed.

The skeleton promptly picked up the wooden barrels and headed outside.

Simultaneously, several more private messages arrived, all seeking to exchange blueprints for iron axes.

Acquired white blueprint wooden bench, fivewood, two hemp rope.

Note, a simple wooden bench accommodating up to three people for simultaneous resting.

Acquired white blueprint drying rack, three wood, two hemp rope, note, used for air drying raw meat, facilitating long-term storage.

Acquired white blueprint.

Simple single bed.

Seven wood, six hemp rope, three leather.

Note, a simple and practical single bed allowing for restful slumber without fear of falling.

I possess a double bed.

Solid wood.

Fongghow mused privately, recalling the discomfort of sleeping on straw without a proper bed.

Having just acquired a substantial double bed, he now received a blueprint for a single bed.

Why is it that one either lacks or is inundated with such items? Aside from the blueprints, Dong Jua also reached out to him, exchanging 10 iron axes for shadow stones.

After all, the food exchanged last time had sufficiently sustained her and the farmers of her territory for a considerable period.

Moving forward, Fongo had just stocked 2,000 units of meat before returning to the lord's wooden cabin for some well-deserved rest.

As dawn broke, he emerged from the cabin, stretching luxuriously.

The bed was indeed comfortable.

The naent sun bathed his face in warmth, while the dew drops on the adjacent lawn sparkled like tiny jewels.

A gentle breeze wafted by, carrying with it a subtle fragrance of flora.

To be honest, the air here was far superior to that of his former world.

He picked up a nearby wooden board and inscribed the number three upon it, signifying that it was the third day since his arrival in this realm.

As he kindled the fire to prepare breakfast, he did not forget to provide food for others as well.

While waiting for the meat to roast, Fonhao began constructing a drying rack.

After acquiring the blueprint for the drying rack the previous evening, he had decided to wait until daylight to begin crafting it.

With a 100fold amplification triggered, 100 drying racks materialized in the clearing.

He beckoned a passing skeleton, assigning it the task of drying the food.

The skeleton set aside its iron axe, proceeded to the storage, and retrieved a piece of meat, hanging it on the drying rack.

These skeletons were indeed peculiar.

Despite their limited intellect, they executed the basic tasks Fong How assigned with remarkable proficiency.

Their movements were professional and skilled, as if they were following a precise program.

Methodically hanging three pieces of meat on each rack to dry.

Observing the diligent skeletons, Fongo savored the last piece of roasted meat before extinguishing the fire.

Suddenly, a notification echoed in his mind.

The skeletal merchant caravan has arrived at your territory.

The Lord may proceed to inspect.

The market he had constructed yesterday had taken 12 hours to reach this point.

After a night had passed, the time had come.

You lot, follow me, he commanded, opting to bring along a few skeleton soldiers for safety just in case.

The skeleton soldiers quickly gathered, wielding their axes and shields as they trailed behind Fong Ha.

Upon reaching the market, they were greeted by the sight of the grave he had built, now completed.

Beside the grave sat a skeleton adorned in a long robe, respplendant in appearance.

The skeletal merchant's attire was quite opulent.

He leaned on a wooden staff and a gem encrusted ring adorned his bony finger.

His empty eye sockets glowed with a blue light reminiscent of ghostly flames.

When he noticed Fong How was human, the blue light flickered with surprise before settling into calmness.

He spoke in a hush tone.

The god of the undead accepts the faith of all his followers.

As Fongo approached, the skeleton immediately rose and addressed him.

My lord, are you well? Is at your service.

Fonggha was taken aback.

Goodness, this skeleton can speak.

Chapter 12.

Abundant goods.

Although Fong Ha remained silent, he was inwardly astonished.

The companion surrounding him were all skeletons, yet none had exhibited the ability to speak.

The skeleton before him not only conversed, but also displayed emotions.

How could it articulate without flesh on its neck? This defied the laws of science.

However, considering that he had traversed dimensions, it was clear that science was ills suited for this realm.

Amidst his surprise, Fon had to not forget to respond.

"Greetings, Mr.

Ruer.

I extend a warm welcome to you.

" Fonhouse smiled.

"It is my honor," the skeleton Ruer replied, bowing elegantly.

His demeanor and conduct resembled that of a well-mannered noble, presenting a stark contrast to his skeletal appearance.

"Mr.

Ruer, where the goods? I wish to examine the merchant caravans.

wears first.

Fong how inquired.

Of course, Ruer replied, tapping his cane against the ground, causing a dim tunnel to open beside the graveyard.

A shelf composed of bones rose up, displaying six items.