In a valley, she stumbled upon an ancient tomb.
Before long, she uncovered some blueprints and shadow stones within the tomb.
She intended to utilize the blueprints to develop her territory while selling the shadow stones to Fongghow in exchange for resources.
Among the lords who had come with her, her development was relatively advanced.
Today, while leading her militia to explore the second level of the ancient tomb, a multitude of undead creatures suddenly emerged.
Not only did two of her militia men perish, but she also sustained some injuries.
Reluctantly, she retreated to her territory to reconsider her strategy.
The tomb was the foundation of her progress, and despite the dangers, she felt compelled to continue her exploration.
After much contemplation, she thought of Fongghao and wished to request an advance on some weaponry.
Unbeknownst to her, Fong Ho possessed iron weapons.
She merely believed that an iron axe would wield far greater lethality than a stone axe, prompting her to seek an advance on several iron axes.
"You wish to request some iron axes for combat?" Fongghao inquired astonished.
"Ah, is that permissible?" Dong Juer replied, "Somewhat uncertain as every resource was vital to her development and survival.
" She hastily added, "Consider it advance for the shadow stones.
Is that acceptable?" Fonggho then asked, "What type of troops do you possess? What weaponry are they equipped with?" He was unfamiliar with the specifics of human troop types.
They are merely ordinary militia men without any special classifications.
Dong Jayua explained assuming Fona was aware of this troop type given that they were both individuals who had traversed from Earth and belonged to the human faction.
How many do you have? He inquired.
Three, she replied.
Previously, there have been several first tier militia men, but after the recent battle, only three remained, including herself, totaling four.
Funha did not hesitate further.
He replied directly.
I can provide you with weaponry.
Once you explore and acquire valuable items, you must prioritize trading them with me.
All right.
Thank you, brother Fong Hao.
I appreciate your trust.
Dong Jua expressed her gratitude earnestly.
This was not merely a transaction.
It epitomized Fong Ha's confidence in her, a trust that was particularly precious in their current circumstances.
Very well.
Place a unit of timber or something similar for the transaction and I shall provide you with the items.
Fong how instructed the system only facilitated transactions and did not allow for gifts.
However, there were numerous methods to circumvent this.
For instance, picking up a stone from the ground and placing it for trade, which could then be exchanged for gold was permissible.
Understood.
Soon, Dong Jua placed a unit of timber on the designated trading platform, and Fungha reciprocated by providing her with four single-edged swords and four wooden shields.
When Dong Jua discovered that what she had received was not merely an iron axe, but a genuine weapon, her mouth fell agape in astonishment.
To what extent had Fongous territory developed, just on the third day, he already possessed authentic weaponry? Furthermore, the fact that he could bestow such a weapon upon her indicated that he had an abundance of such equipment.
At that moment, Fong Ha's impression in her mind grew ever more formidable and enigmatic.
She immediately sent him a message expressing her gratitude.
"Thank you, brother Fong Hao.
" "All right, stay safe.
Survival is the key to hope," Fongo advised.
The shadow stone was an essential material for upgrading undead structures and at that moment only Dong Jua could acquire it.
Thus, it was imperative to support her exploration in the graveyard.
Of course, they had exchanged goods a few times and were not quite friends, but he held a favorable impression of her and did not wish for her to encounter danger.
Once the transaction concluded, both individuals busied themselves with their respective tasks.
Fongghao accessed the crafting interface and began to forge weapons and shields for over 10,000 skeletal soldiers.
Iron sword with three iron three leather one.
During the extermination of the goblin camp, he had obtained 47 units of iron and through the sale of iron axes over the past 2 days.
He had acquired over 300 additional units.
Though it was not an overwhelming amount, the augmentation factor of 100 times was sufficient to arm his troops.
Crafting augmentation triggered.
Obtained iron sword.
X1 3130.
Augmentation triggered.
Obtained wooden shield.
X13130.
Augmentation triggered.
Obtained simple leather armor.
X1 3130.
Augmentation triggered.
Obtained leather helmet.
X 4140.
All right, everyone.
Arm yourselves.
Funhao called out loudly.
All the summoned skeletal soldiers stepped forward to collect the crafted weapons and donny equipment.
"Don't leave yet," Fongo said, grabbing hold of a departing skeletal soldier.
He promptly activated the divine descent skill.
Everything went dark.
Fong Hao's body, seated on the stone steps, suddenly fell backward.
Meanwhile, the nearby bewildered skeletal soldiers hollow eyes ignited with two ghostly blue flames reminiscent of the recently departed skeletal merchant.
divine descent target, skeletal soldier, compatibility 72.
Funha's consciousness shifted to the skeletal form, and he marveled at the withered limbs, glancing back at his own body.
You two carry me into the room and place me on the bed.
The voice from the skeletal body rasped and crackled, sounding quite peculiar.
Two skeletal soldiers lifted Fong House's corporeal form and proceeded toward the lord's wooden cabin with a thud.
The skeletons used their heads to force open the wooden door before tossing him onto the bed.
Witnessing this scene, Fong Ha, in frustration, kicked the two skeletons on their backsides with his bony foot.
Are you trying to kill me? The two skeletons stumbled from the kick, yet remained dazed and stationary.
Fonggho then proceeded to assign tasks.
A portion of the patrols was dispatched to assist the laboring skeletons in resource gathering.
He meticulously selected approximately 2,000 skeleton soldiers to embark on an expedition into the surrounding territories.
The Lord's tome revealed an additional page label map.
Any area explored would be automatically documented, capturing the topography and terrain.
Previously explored regions required reexploration to ensure their details were inscribed onto the map.
Follow me," he beckoned the 2,000 skeleton soldiers trailing behind him as they ventured beyond the village.
The territory remained under a protective period with a shield safeguarding his corporeal safety.
Embodying a skeleton to undertake such an adventure seemed without a doubt a venture guaranteed to yield profit.
Meanwhile, at the cobalt camp, a sullenfaced cobalt armed with a sim sat upon a massive stone, seething with anger as he awaited news from his subordinates.
He had led a contingent to the orc market to trade goods, only to return and discover his lair obliterated.
Every resource and item had been stripped away, leaving not even a solitary chair behind.
Enraged yet compelled to await tidings, he commanded someone to bring him a stone to sit upon.
Chieftain, we have news.
Several cobalts rushed in, exclaiming loudly.
While not particularly astute, the Cobalts belonged to a wise race, occasionally producing one or two Cobalt shamans whose intellect rivaled that of humans.
Speak, the chieftain commanded with a voice laced with fury.
We followed the wheel tracks to a necromancer village where numerous undead were congregated.