Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Without much consideration, Fang Hao directly rejected the other party.

The reason for contacting Yang Qingtao was because there was some leftover soup.

Being able to trade it away meant it wouldn't go to waste.

But to occupy the "Gluttonous Pot" just to make it for him, forget about it.

The maids needed that pot to cook the soup to enhance training efficiency!

The territory itself wasn't short of basic resources.

Seeing Fang Hao's firm refusal, Yang Qingtao sent over a picture.

"Nomadic King's Waist Banner (Purple)—An item obtained on the Day of Grace. If you can get me 500 servings of that soup, I'll trade it for this."

Fang Hao opened it.

Nomadic King's Waist Banner (Purple)

Category: Belt

Defense: Level Three Defense

Effect: Movement Speed +5%, Attack Speed +3%.

(Description: A waist banner passed down through generations by the 'Nomadic Centaurs', symbolizing the leader's power and authority within the clan.)

Centaur equipment?

To this day, Fang Hao had only seen the Deermen, never a Centaur.

A waist banner!

It was categorized as a belt, so it probably wasn't limited to Centaur use.

He didn't reply immediately but patted Eira's shapely bottom, "Eira, how many servings of soup can that big pot make in one go?"

Eira was lying on her side, her white legs bent at an angle, reading a comic.

Startled by the pat, she just flicked her tail, "That big pot can make over 200 servings at a time."

Fang Hao nodded.

Then, he responded to Yang Qingtao, "200 bowls is the most I can manage. I can't do any more than that."

There was a brief silence on the other side and then Yang replied, "Okay, book it first. We'll contact each other a few days later when I need it."

"Sure."

A matter of one pot.

Fang Hao still agreed to it.

It probably wouldn't delay anything.

He ended the chat and continued browsing the world channel's shops.

Ding!

At that moment, the private chat notification sounded again.

Thinking it was Yang Qingtao messaging again, he checked only to find it was Bai Xuan.

"Brother Hao, did you arrange today?"

"Arrange what?" Fang Hao was puzzled.

"The 'Haber' commander of Lyss City has arrived at Reemat Port, and he appointed me as his deputy. Was it you who set this up?" Bai Xuan was even more curious.

Everyone in the regional channel knew Fang Hao had cozied up to a wealthy City Lord in Lyss City.

She could only think it was Fang Hao's doing that she had been summoned and appointed by Haber.

"Oh, that matter, yes, I arranged it. They didn't give you a hard time, did they?" Fang Hao suddenly remembered the situation.

Lyss City's team had quickly reached the coastal area.

This speed was much faster than the Hall of Justice's army.

"I guessed as much, thanks a lot, big guy," Bai Xuan expressed her gratitude seriously.

She really thought Fang Hao wasn't going to help.

She still harbored some complaints.

Now it seemed, she had been shortsighted.

A real big guy plans comprehensively.

Federation, council, transmigrators, all being arranged simultaneously.

Not like her, as a small Alliance Hierarch, whose vision only reached the few ships and cannons of the opponent, hesitating and unsure.

Now, by introducing her to Haber, she had the backing of the Federation.

She might get another chance to compete with the 'little devils', potentially even turning the situation around.

"Right, first coordinate with Haber on the defense. The chances of clashing with the Sea Tribe are not high. Have your people ready, and by then, we'll check out that treasure you mentioned."

"Understood, big guy. I'm waiting for your message," Bai Xuan replied instantly.

"Right!"

Closing the Book of Lords, he browsed the world channel a little longer.

Feeling a bit tired, he wrapped his arms around Eira and rested.

...

Three days flew by.

Fang Hao traded the soup for the "Nomadic King's Waist Banner".

This 'waist banner' wasn't really a belt as imagined.

It was to be worn around the waist, hanging in front of the horse's belly.

It resembled that piece of cloth hanging in front of a horse's belly.

No wonder the other side traded this purple equipment for soup.

Normal humans couldn't use it, and neither could regular horses.

It was specifically usable by a Centaur.

Damn it!

But this deal had greatly motivated Eira and Hong Guo.

The fact that their cooking could bring in such a return was indeed a good thing.

Their enthusiasm for cooking had also increased.

Today, a rich aroma spread around the surrounding area of the lord's residence.

Any Living creatures passing by, upon smelling this tempting aroma, would involuntarily swallow their saliva.

Constantly, maids came by asking, "What are we eating today? What's in it?"

Eira didn't answer but just told them to wait at the door.

Fang Hao had just returned from outside the territory.

He too was drawn into the kitchen.

Looking at Eira, whose forehead was sweating, he curiously asked, "Eira, what are you cooking today? I saw Lorrey and Yuan Yuan squatting at the door with their bowls waiting!"

"Master, please wait, it will be ready soon."

After a while,

Eira finally served a bowl of meat soup and handed it over.

Fang Hao took it, noticing the meat chunks in the soup had clear edges, unlike the previously stewed beef.

[Cloud Sea Dragon Meat Delicacy (Purple)]

Category: Cuisine

Effect: After consumption, there's a chance to enhance one's strength, constitution, stamina, and Magic Resistance, and once enhanced, the effects will not disappear.

(Description: A tender, delicious dish meticulously stewed from a dragon's breast meat, consuming it will result in special effects.)

Seeing the properties that appeared with the ingredients,

Fang Hao wore a look of surprise.

Dragon meat!

The meat chunks in the bowl were from a dragon.

In the territory, over eighty dragons had been slaughtered.

Scales and blood were all collected, and the dragon meat from the body was also sent to the warehouse for storage.

However, Fang Hao never approached the meat.

He always felt that, as intelligent species, eating one another was morally troubling.

Unexpectedly, Eira and Red Fruit were more open-minded than he thought, directly cooking it into dishes.

And it reached a purple rating.

The effects were even more astonishing.

After consumption, it would enhance one's own strength, physique, stamina, and magic resistance.

And it wasn't the kind of 'temporary' boost; once increased, the effects would not disappear.

This effect was simply a low-grade version of the "Demon Dragon Potion."

The Demon Dragon Potion involved slaughtering an orange hero dragon and spending millions of Warfire Coins to hire an anonymous alchemist, laboriously produced.

This gave him a stronger body.

As for the meat soup, it had the same effect, just not as powerful as the potion.

But it was plentiful, one pot came out, and everyone in the city could eat and drink their fill.

"Master, how is the effect?" Eira, wiping the sweat from her forehead, waited expectantly.

"It's fantastic, Eira, Red Fruit, you two are meritorious!" Fang Hao praised outright.

Both women were delighted, and even more curious about the effects of the soup.

Fang Hao continued, "After consumption, there's a chance to enhance one's own strength, physique, stamina, and magic resistance, and the effects won't disappear once increased."

"Oh!" Eira responded, and Red Fruit was also taking notes beside her.

It seemed neither took it too seriously.

Fang Hao changed his wording, "This kind of meat soup, put outside can sell for at least a thousand Warfire Coins a bowl."

"Wow! Really?"

"Of course it's true," Fang Hao said, picking up a bowl and taking a sip.

The soup was delicious, but the meat in it was not softly palatable as described, but particularly chewy.

Like chewing beef tendon, it required some effort.

But the taste was quite good.

"Let's let everyone eat, from now on let everyone drink more of this soup, it's beneficial for everyone," Fang Hao continued.

"Okay, Master."

Eira responded, while Red Fruit had already run out, shouting, "Dinner time!"

Clatter, clatter!

The maids rushed in, lining up at the door.

One by one, they came in.

Like getting meals in a cafeteria.

...

After dinner.

The maids, their cheeks flushed.

Asking them how they felt, they said their bodies were warm, as if their blood was burning.

In the evening, nobody went to compete over the pirate ship or training.

They all returned to their residences early to soak in the hot springs and adapt to the energy in their bodies.

Even the hot spring in the backyard of the lord's mansion was crowded with maids, recovering here.

When he previously drank the "Demon Dragon Potion," it also tormented him.

Now, the maids' condition also indicated that the soup was effective.

Sitting on the White Bone throne,

Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords again.

He privately messaged Zhang Bin, Fu Lei, Dong Jiayue, Lan Yang, and a few other city lords directly subordinate to him.

He traded the dragon meat soup to them.

"Damn, dragon meat, Boss you rock."

"Boss is mighty."

"Received, thanks to Brother Hao."

"Did the dragon get eaten? Can you save it next time so I can practice taming?"

"Thanks, daddy! Love you!"

Everyone was surprised when they received the soup.

A fearsome species to everyone else, but to Fang Hao's side, it was directly turned into soup.

And it had properties.

Simply terrifying.

...

In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.

This half month for Fang Hao was calm and stable.

Nothing too significant happened.

On regular days, he read books and exchanged wishes for some Dragon Crystals.

The maids continued their usual training.

With the playground now, they also had a place to play.

After dinner, if you headed to the east of the city, you could hear bursts of laughter.

At the Blood Prison, twenty-one giant dragons.

Had all signed Slave Contracts with Fang Hao.

The initial three also participated in the Hero Trials, but unfortunately, they were not successful.

Spencer explained that it's normal for dragons to have difficulty advancing; otherwise, for a species that grows to level ten simply by maturing, advancing too smoothly would be too extraordinary.

He also visited the Silver Dragon Beata a few times.

Mainly to persuade them to work for him, feeling that they were starting to relent.

After all, continuing the standoff wasn't a solution.

Regarding the Dragon Clan, Fang Hao also specifically asked the Goblin "Kukettor."

From his response, after Beata's disappearance, the Dragon Clan lost Fang Hao's location for a while and couldn't find this place.

He told him not to worry for now.

For Fang Hao, this was also very good.

At the very least, it gave him time to accumulate Bone Dragons.

...

In the lobby of the Lord's Mansion.

Tap, tap, tap!

Slow footsteps approached.

Fang Hao looked up and saw Nelson walking in.

A joy instantly surged in his heart.

"Nelson, Scholar, you've come out!" Fang Hao smiled, accompanying Nelson to sit down.

"Sir, the body of the Dark Gold Hero has been completed," Nelson said.

"That's great, take me to see it!"

"Right this way, sir."

The two walked out of the main gate of the Lord's Mansion.

Immediately, the "Nisbit" hero followed behind, heading outside together.

Passing several Undead buildings, beside a flat-layered building, they saw the giant body of "Gulrukubagu."

Like a small mountain, it blocked the sunlight from above.

"Gulrukubagu - Dark Gold Tier 5."