Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead - Chapter 344

Chapter 344: Chapter 338, City Lord’s Dream 1

[Occupy/Abandon]

[Occupy: It will become your subordinate territory that can continue to develop.]

[Abandon: You will obtain 50% – 80% of the territory resources, and this

territory will be abandoned.]

Occupy!

[You have occupied this territory and automatically become a subordinate city.]

[In the Book of Lords, you can appoint an ‘Acting Governor’.]

After choosing to occupy-

He filled in Dong Jiayue’s name directly as the governor.

Then, a Book of City Lord split off and was handed into Dong Jiayue’s hands.

After consuming Dong Jiayue’s Book of Lords, surprisingly, no new blueprint was unlocked.

On the contrary, Dong Jiayue received a string of system prompts on her side.

They were all the blueprints that Fang Hao made public to subordinate city lords.

Dong Jiayue had a beaming smile on her face, her decision was indeed correct.

She had expertly managed to shear the wool off Fang Hao.

Another hour has passed.

The system prompt appeared again.

[Historical Event: Battle of Nesburg]

[Mission Description: Help the young ‘Mullen’ become a City Lord.]

[Trial Task Transport Countdown, 3,2,1.]

The light enveloped the three of them, and the next second, they appeared in a tent.

Outside the tent were a rowdy set of voices engaging in conversation.

The three glanced at each other and peeked out from a slit in the tent.

The sky was gloomy, as if it might rain at any moment.

Outside the tent, a well-equipped team was resting.

After a rough estimate, there were around 200 people.

They didn’t seem to intend to set up camp, probably planning to continue after their rest.

Thump Thump Thump! I

Footsteps were heard outside the tent, and Fang Hao let the tent down.

Then, a voice came from outside the tent.

“Gentlemen, Young Master Mullen requests your audience.”

The three of them opened the tent. “Lead the way.”

A soldier led the way with the trio following behind.

The trio was led to a tent in the middle of the camp and stopped. “Master Mullen, your guests have arrived.”

A young voice came from inside the tent, “Come in.”

They opened the tent and walked in.

The ground in the tent was covered with a few rugs, and two people were sitting on them.

One was an officer clad in iron armor, and the other was a chubby young man in a purple nobleman’s robe.

The officer was a burly middle-aged man with a brown beard, giving off a calm and stable aura.

He glanced at the trio and gave a slight nod as a form of greeting.

[Human Warrior (Tier 7)]

The officer had the strength of Tier 7.

The chubby young man was naturally the “Young Master Mullen” the soldier had spoken of. His robe was tight around his chubby figure, forming ring after ring of folds.

It was quite comical to look at.

“Young Master Mullen.” Having been chosen as the team leader, Zhang Bin is tasked to trigger some missions.

“Ah, come sit, my name’s Mullen, and this is Commander Hoyle. What may I call the three of you? Thanks to you all this morning, our troop avoided the mountain bandits’ ambush.” Mullen’s overly familiar manner invited the three to sit.

So, the middle-aged man was Hoyle.

“My name is Zhang Bin, these are Fang Hao and Dong Jiayue.” Zhang Bin also introduced himself.

From what Mullen just said, they could infer the scenario before their arrival.

They had helped the troop avoid the mountain bandits’ ambush and had been moving together since then.

“It’s obvious that the three of you are very skilled, much more so than my guards. This time, I’m here to take on the position of the City Lord of Nesburg. I’ll definitely make sure to express my gratitude to you all.” said Mullen, thumping his chest and thus causing his flesh to wobble.

“I’m grateful to you, Lord Mullen,” Zhang Bin thanked him.

Their mission this time was to help Mullen become the city lord, so they would naturally follow Mullen all the way.

Leaving the team midway, or the death of Mullen, would both result in mission failure.

“To be honest with you all, my father has several sons, but due to some reasons, he doesn’t prefer me, so he assigned me the territory on the borders,” Mullen began to explain on his own.

The three listened; noblemen usually have numerous offspring.

For those profligate nobles, they even had a large number of illegitimate children.

With so many sons, property distribution has always been an issue.

Everyone wants a larger share.

And Mullen claimed that his father didn’t favor him, which led the trio to suspect it was due to his size.

With many sons, anyone would prefer the talented ones and wouldn’t like their successor to be a tier-1 person who was fat as a ball.

Seeing the three were silent, Mullen continued, “But I believe, though I may be inferior in combat skills, I am not worse than others in abilities. I will become an excellent city lord someday. My city will be more prosperous, with more residents leading a better life, than those of those foul-mouthed scoundrels’. Then they will see who is the real pig.”

The three didn’t think that the chubby boy in front of them would say such words.

But it also made some sense.

Not everyone possessed the talent for martial arts. Like those rabbit women who had taken the enlightening potion, some leveled up quickly, while others did not show significant effects.

Going out to fight and risking their lives were tasks naturally done by their subordinates.

All he needed to do was to become an excellent city lord, rather than a qualified warrior.

Everyone needs to find their own position. Being a good city lord doesn’t have much to do with tiers.

This was something Fang Hao understood deeply.

The reason his territory could expand rapidly was thanks to his soldiers and his heroes. He had been acting as a lord who commanded from behind.

Assigning talented people to positions where they could shine was, too, a kind of ability.

“Young master Mullen, you will become an excellent city lord.” Zhang Bin continued to say.

“That’s also what I think, and I am fully prepared for it.” Mullen said confidently, patting his backpack.

They chat for a while.

“Young master Mullen, I think it’s time for us to depart,” said Hoyel, the regiment commander, standing up. “We need to ensure that we enter the city before dusk, otherwise we’ll have to stay in the open field for another night.”

“Alright, Commander Hoyle,” Mullen agreed swiftly.

Hoyel walked out of the tent and began to give orders loudly.

The resting soldiers began to act, tidy up the place, and set off for their destination about 20 minutes later.

Perhaps not many people were willing to hear Mullen talk about himself.

All along the way, Mullen kept drawing back the curtain of the carriage, telling the three about his past.

He talked about how his brothers mocked him, and how he would counterattack once he became a great city lord.

As the team continued to move forward, the sky grew darker and darker.

Fluffy dark clouds merged with the horizon, covering the entire land.

“Speed up! As long as we pass through the forest ahead, we can see the ‘Fortress of Nesse’,” Hoyle shouted loudly, urging the team to speed up, as the rain was about to come.

The gloomy weather and exhausting journey made everyone very irritable.

No sooner had the order to speed up been given, than the team stopped abruptly.

Fang Hao looked towards the front and saw an overturned carriage blocking the way.

Dense forests lined both sides of the road, making it impossible for their carriages and wagons loaded with heavy goods to pass.

“It seems like it’s time for the fight plot,” Fang Hao said, looking at the carriage blocking the way ahead.

“Yes, how could it just happen that the goods were overturned here?” Zhang Bin agreed.

“Go, tell Hoyle that it might be an ambush,” Fang Hao ordered.

Zhang Bin nodded and headed towards the front of the team.

Fang Hao and Dong Jiayue quickly joined Mullen by his carriage.

Zhang Bin and Hoyle whispered to each other.

Hoyle’s face darkened progressively, and he ordered the team to turn around, intending to leave the forest.

Swish!

Just as the team moved, an arrow shot out from the dense forest and hit the carriage with a metallic clang!

The next second.

Swish, swish, swish!!

Arrows rained down on them one after another.