Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 211 - 207, You Ungrateful Wolf (Extra update for ’Little Bunch’ contributions reaching ten thousand. )_1

Chapter 211: Chapter 207, You Ungrateful Wolf (Extra update for ‘Little Bunch’ contributions reaching ten thousand. )_1

Translator: 549690339

As Blood Hunter left, Fang Hao immediately sends a message to Dong Jiayue. “I have already sent someone out there. It’s an Undead hero. All you need to do now is stall time until my people arrive.”

“Okay, Brother Hao, how long will that be approximately?”

“Around two hours.”

“Okay…, I’ll try,” Dongjiayue said.

The situation Dong Jiayue is facing is certainly not uncommon.

In a world filled with dangers and free of legal constraints, a young and beautiful woman is likely to attract a lot of men’s attention.

By the same token, there are those who don’t care about these things and seek a powerful ally based on their appearance.

Obviously, Dong Jiayue is not that type.

Faced with the siege of the two venture outside, all she can do now is wait for the rescue from Fang Hao.

After ending the chat with Dongjiayue, the sound of a horse’s hooves come from not too far away.

A Great Sword Infantry dismounts from his horse and quickly makes his way over.

“Sir, Storekeeper Little White has informed me that the shop has opened for business,” The Great Sword Infantry quickly marches forward in salute.

In fact, it had already opened yesterday. However, when he rode in, the whole city was closed and the city walls were filled with Skeleton Archers and Undead Mages. It seemed as if a war was imminent.

Though the Undead did not attack him, they didn’t allow him to enter the city either.

He shouted outside the door for a while, and seeing that no one responded and the situation seemed a bit dangerous, he returned to Pruell City.

It wasn’t until the city gate opened today that he came to inform Fang Hao. “Oh yes, yesterday was the opening day of the shop,” Fang Hao only just remembered.

He was still considering running some events or anything to attract customers when the shop opened.

However, the matter slipped his mind due to the attack from Orcs and Trolls. “Alright, how many customers do we have?” Fang Hao asked again.

“Not many people showed up yesterday, but today, the store owner lowered the price of drinks considerably and has attracted some customers,” the Great Sword Infantry answered.

Alright, I understand. You can go back now. I will go to Pruell City later.” “Yes, sir.” With that, the Great Sword Infantry mounted his horse and left. After breakfast, Fang Hao and Anjia set off for Pruell City.

There hasn’t been much change in Pruell City in the two days since they last visited.

Storing the Giant Lizard outside the city gate, the two proceeded to enter the city directly.

The tavern that had been closed by the undead had reopened as they were in the process of tidying up.

Upon arriving at their own shop, the sign bearing the words “Lifting Hot Pot” stood out particularly conspicuously.

The number of customers in the shop is far more than what the Great Sword Infantry described.

Everyone’s faces were dripping with sweat as they scooped food into their mouths while wiping the sweat from their brows.

They were still not used to chopsticks, generally picking up slices of meat and vegetables from the hot pot with their chopsticks and then putting them in their mouths.

Master.” Little White stood behind the counter, swinging his fluffy tail and greeted Fang Hao with a smile as he entered.

“There are quite a few people,” Fang Hao said.

“Yes, there weren’t many guests yesterday, so we lowered the price of our drinks. But the aroma from Lira’s hot pot base has attracted most of our guests. You can smell the fragrance from our shop all the way down the street.” Little White answered with a beaming smile.

In this era, food is quite scarce and the delicacies are non-existent. Ordinary households’ meals would consist of bread with a bit of salt. Now with the arrival of hot pot, it would certainly be welcomed. Moreover, since hot pot is a new thing, it would be challenging for other shops to imitate their recipe.

Fang Hao can make money from hot pot for a long time.

“You’ve done well,” Fang Hao complimented.

“Thank you, master.” Little White’s face lit up with joy, his tail wagging excitedly.

“Okay, carry on with your work. I’m going to the tavern opposite to set up a reward,” said Fang Hao.

“Yes, master.”

After bidding farewell to Little White, Fang Hao walked out of the shop.

He went straight to the tavern and pushed the door open.

It was morning and the tavern hadn’t opened for business yet.

The proprietress’s eyes landed on Fang Hao as she glared at him, yet there was a hint of flirtation in her eyes.

“Young man, you’re not playing fair. Selling your wine so cheaply, have I done something to upset you?” She complained with an undertone of fire.

She did like Fang Hao, always sharing news with him.

But she didn’t expect this guy to become an ingrate and take advantage of her. By setting the prices of the drinks in his shop so low, her own place lost all its customers. She wondered if her shop, which she had been running for so long, would end up closing down.

Fang Hao, standing nearby, said: “It’s your own fault for not helping me.” “You’re just being unreasonable.” The landlady gnashed her teeth in anger. Seeing the landlady was about to chase him out, Fang Hao quickly said: “Just a few days of promotion, and the only drinks I’m offering are light fruit wines, your regulars wouldn’t be interested.”

“Really?”

“We’re so well acquainted, would I rob you of your business? However, for the next couple of days, your crowd might dwindle a bit. After all, people are tempted by cheap drinks,” Fang Hao explained.

His actions would definitely affect the pub, but the influence would not be significant.

The automatically brewed alcohol from the brewing barrels tasted more like fruit wine. It appealed to everyone, but not to the type of people who sought to get completely drunk.

“Humph, at least you have a bit of conscience.”

Fang Hao sat down at the bar and the landlady brought over a pint of beer.

“By the way, what are you cooking over there? It smells so good,” the landlady asked curiously.

You could smell the delicious aroma from inside the pub.

The bartenders themselves were swallowing their saliva as they worked.

“Hot pot. You should try it some time. It’s delicious.”

“Humph! We’re close, but you ‘re not seriously going to charge me, are you?” the landlady said, flicking her long hair.

“I’ll give you a friendly discount.”

“Tch.”

After chatting for a short while, Fang Hao turned his attention back to the notice board.

There was nothing on it.

No new single-page maps, no bounties.

“Why is there nothing on here?” Fang Hao pointed at the notice board.

“What could there be? The pub had been closed up to this day and just reopened because the Fire Wolf Mercenary Group was caught. If they hadn’ t been, who knows when the pub would have been able to reopen.” The landlady gave Fang Hao a serious look, “Did you catch the Fire Wolves?”

Huh? I’m not capable of that. Didn’t they say the City Lord caught them?” Fang Hao said.

The landlady leaned forward, whispering, “Bullshit. If he could’ve caught them, he would’ve avenged his son by now. You mentioned the Fire Wolves to me before; it must’ve been you.”

Fang Hao shrugged, “It wasn’t me, no point speculating.”

Humph, I’m good at reading people. Your excuses won’t work.”

Not wanting to continue this discussion, Fang Hao took out five gold coins, “Could you post the bounty from last time for me again? Here’s the money’for 25 days.”

Sure. ‘ The landlady took the money and rewrote the bounty for the Swords of Absolution.

Each valid piece of information would receive a reward of 100 gold coins.

After the information was posted, Fang Hao, still hopeful, asked again, “Is there really no map or story that I could use for an adventure? I’ve been waiting to go on one.”

“No, can’t you, as a rich young master, just enjoy your life? Instead, you’re constantly looking for trouble. You’ve been reading too many knight’s novels.”

Dong Jiayue’s territory.

Thanks to the exploration of the ancient tomb, Dong Jiayue’s territory was flourishing.

The city walls were at Level 4 and she was accumulating materials for Level 5. But while her development was good, the wideness of the city was her weakness.

The siege set up by Zhou Chengming last time killed many of her soldiers, leaving less than 100 in her hands now.

This small number of soldiers was simply unable to defend such a wide city wall perimeter.

The enemies scattered, easily invading the city and engaging in a war within it. Facing an enemy force ten times her own, Dong Jiayue, despite her skills, could only lead her troops in a gradual retreat, finally making a last stand in the lord’s mansion.

Outside the lord’s mansion.

The enemy troops didn’t launch an attack, instead, they surrounded the mansion.

The soldiers cleared a path and two lords walked through.

“Brother Zhou, remember our agreement. The woman is yours once we capture this place, but everything else in the territory is mine. We’ll still be allies then,” said a tall, slightly dark-skinned man.

The “Brother Zhou” he was referring to was Zhou Chengming, the man Dong Jiayue had previously mentioned. He was a middle-aged man of average height, showing signs of a receding hairline.

“Heh! Little Bro, don’t worry. All I want is that little lady. I’ve been pent up for a while now,” said Zhou Chengming, grabbing at his crotch as he spoke.

The two men chatted in front of the lord’s mansion. Their obscene words filled the air, causing Dong Jiayue’s face to darken with anger.