The voice of a Nispit was deep and horsearo, reminiscent of a throat parched from thirst, echoing like a beast's warning.
Fong Hao raised an eyebrow, astonished to witness a throng of speaking skeletons before him.
It was his first encounter with a talking species within the realm of undead military architecture.
A mouth resembling that of a human, yet imbued with intelligence.
"Of course, their ability to speak was advantageous for Fongghow.
" "Rise and welcome to our ranks," he said with a smile.
With a cacophony of bone scraping against bone, all the nispits stood upright, gazing expectantly at Fong Ho, awaiting further commands.
"What is your name?" He inquired of the foremost Nispit.
"Nispit came to reply.
" "Eh, and you?" Fong How pressed, addressing the second, "Nispit?" He continued to question the third and fourth, receiving the same response.
"Nispit.
Goodness.
" All 101 skeletal figures shared the name Nispit.
This designation was not only the name of their profession, but their very identity.
With such uniformity, distinguishing between them would prove challenging.
I to bestow names upon them.
After some contemplation, he proposed, "Nispit, since your names are identical, it may lead to confusion in the future.
Shall I assign you numbers instead?" "At your command, my lord," the Nisbet responded in unison.
Fong Ho rubbed his ears, instructing them to form a single file line.
He designated, "From now on, you shall be nib eye, you nib 2, you nib 3, and continued sequentially until nib 101.
All the Nisbbit readily accepted their new designations, displaying no signs of dissent or discontent.
Perhaps the undead inherently possessed a detached emotional disposition, having assigned numbers to the Nispit, the next phase involved equipping them with gear.
Towering over four meters, their robust and sturdy skeletal frames awaited a dormant.
The figure bears a striking resemblance to that of a troll.
Among the trolls equipment, the finest is the set known as the might of the overlord, an illustrious blue armor with a defense rating reaching level four.
It can be deemed the pinnacle of blue gear.
Fongo opened the lord's book and directly located the corresponding blueprint for crafting.
The 100fold amplification was triggered, resulting in the acquisition of the might of the overlord set 101.
Another 100fold amplification was triggered, yielding the overlord's fury battle axe 101.
Piece by piece, the equipment materialized around Fongghao, scattered across the ground.
All right, and I e instruct everyone to dawn a new gear, Fongghao commanded.
Yes, my lord, and I replied, gesturing for the Nisbbit to begin equipping themselves with a matching gear strewn about.
Once they were fully adorned, Fongo nodded in satisfaction.
The 10 tier soldiers, when standing there, exuded an overwhelming presence, distinctly different from ordinary troops.
By the way, can you undergo the hero trials and advance to become heroes? An idea flickered in Fong Ho's mind.
Suddenly recalling the matter of 10th tier soldiers ascending to hero status within the territory, the 10th tier bone dragons categorized as transformed corpse units were ineligible for the hero examination.
However, normally recruited soldiers upon reaching 10th tier could indeed undertake the hero assessment.
He was curious whether these wolf-headed Nisbbits met the requirements.
And I he promptly answered, "My lord, we can participate in the hero assessment, but the difficulty is considerably greater than that faced by ordinary units, resulting in a lower success rate.
" According to the descriptions, the Nisbbit species had some connection to ancient deities, which likely contributed to the heightened challenge.
Well, I do not fear difficulty as long as there is an opportunity.
I will gather the hero hearts required for your assessments and arrange for you to undertake them in due course.
Fongo declared, "Thank you, my lord, and I," he responded flatly, devoid of any discernable emotion, only a tone of indifference and horarsseness.
After conversing with them for a while, Fong Hao began assigning tasks.
The 101 Nisbbits were divided into two teams.
One team, led by an I, would head to the northern city of Bloodstain Mountains Town to assist H Jing in the assault on Mount Kaio.
Mount Cao was the most enigmatic local within the bloodstained mountains where the orange hero Kais was likely to face numerous unpredictable perils while offering sacrifices to the deity.
Even though the trolls believe that the deity rumored to reside in Mount Kaio was merely a fabrication by the bloodthroat clan leader, Fongo had indeed unearthed the totem scroll of the giant spirit from a treasure chest.
The rewards from the chest bore some connection to the present scenario, prompting him to reconsider whether a deity truly slumbered within Mount Kaio.
Given the presence of 10th tier soldiers, the immediate priority was to bolster the front lines, minimizing danger and losses in battle.
The remaining 50 would stay within the territory, tasked with ensuring security, patrolling, and keeping watch.
after making the necessary arrangements and I 51 accompanied by the sequentially numbered Nisbbit promptly set off along the designated route towards the northern town.
Meanwhile, the remaining team replaced the guards at the watchtowwer outside the Lord's Manor, substituting two of the fallen with an I49 and an I50.
The remaining Nisbbits were dispatched to patrol and ensure security outside the city.
With the Nisbet matters resolved, Fongghao proceeded to the industrial district to construct a second coin mint based on the acquired blueprints.
Upon selecting an appropriate location, he initiated the construction process.
30 minutes later, the mint was completed.
Mint details, workers, 012 materials, gold, silver production, undead gold coins, undead silver coins, description.
Through processing, currency belonging to the faction can be produced.
Upon seeing the types of currency, Funghao was momentarily takenback.
The currency of the immortal undead was referred to as skeleton gold, featuring a skull on the obverse and an hourglass on the reverse, symbolizing that death encompasses not only pain and solitude, but also eternal time and immortal souls.
The minting technology of the immortal undead had reached a highly advanced level, achieving a conversion ratio of 21 within the merchant alliance.
This was a notably high exchange rate between gold coins and the universal currency to the extent that certain races would deliberately exchange for the undead's gold coins.
Upon returning, they could be crafted into coarse beast head gold and troll gold to extract the gold content.
In fact, all races were involved in the universal warfire currency, making the specific production of any factions gold coins less significant.
Even for transactions with the human race, skeleton gold could be exchanged for warfire currency, which could then be spent in human cities, merely adding an additional step to the process without any detrimental effect.
Moreover, the current reserves of gold and silver in the warehouse were limited until suitable mining veins for gold and silver were discovered.
The production of gold coins would remain modest.
Thus, there was no immediate need to construct a second mint, allowing for a gradual production process.
12 labor skeletons were summoned to begin work in the mint.
All unnecessary gold and silver artifacts in a warehouse were to be remelted into gold and silver coins.
After addressing the minting operations, it was time for lunch.
Following the meal, Fongo intended to construct the Pantheon and upgrade the organ museum.
Just as he arrived at the city center where the statues would be placed, a sudden disturbance caught his attention.
Looking up, he saw a bone dragon soaring overhead.
And a large spider clad in a maid outfit descended from its back on a silken thread, landing gracefully before him.
In an instant, the spider transformed into a tall woman nearly 2 m in height.
Domina, the leader of the weaver camp.
She was adorned in an elegant black and white made dress with four pairs of elongated glossy sharp legs on her back.
Upon seeing Fong Hao, Domin's cold visage softened into a faint smile, acknowledging the Lord.
Fong Hao, taken by surprise at Domina's sudden arrival, stood momentarily stunned.
The weaver's camp is not particularly close to here, even mounted on a skeletal dragon.
It would take the better part of a day to reach.
In the absence of extraordinary circumstances, Domino would seldom make the journey.
"H, it has been quite some time since I last saw Domina," Funha remarked with a smile.
Domina's cheeks flushed slightly as she composed herself and continued.
My lord, I have two matters to report to you.
Please take a seat and speak, "Damina," Fongo gestured towards the bench opposite him.
As she settled down, Domina continued, "My lord, half a week ago, the mine was besieged by the Blackstone tribe.
Although he successfully repelled their attack, we may face further harassment from them.
" The Blackstone Tribe? Indeed, my lord.
The Blackstone Tribe is a large faction and for reasons unknown, they have discovered the location of the mine leading to this confrontation, Domina explained.
The name Blackstone Tribe had been echoing in Fongo's ears these past few days, mentioned by the Blackfoot Cats and the humans at the trading post.
Now, Domina brought news of their assault on the mine.
It is worth noting that the mine under Domina's purview yields mithril, making it the most valuable among his holdings.
There can be no room for error.
Should their actions jeopardize the mine's productivity, Fong Ho would not hesitate to eradicate them despite the distance.
To ensure the mine's operations remain uninterrupted.
And what is the second matter? Fong inquired further.
The second issue pertains to the treasure cave to the east, which we investigated at your behest.