Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Fang Hao had also heard about the negotiations between the parliament and the Sea Tribe.

Last time, the organ guns Dordy had exchanged on their side were sent to the southern border to intimidate the Sea Tribe.

Months had passed, and he had thought that the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, it had ultimately escalated to a stalemate.

"What did you say?" Fang Hao asked.

Rebecca glanced at him, her tone surprisingly even, "The parliament, in these situations, maintains a united front. Presiding over special circumstances is the duty of the Upper House members, just as it is for the Hall of Justice and the Church."

The implication was clear: the privileges of the Upper House came with corresponding responsibilities.

There was no way to refuse.

This was a duty that members of the Upper House were expected to fulfill unless you wanted to renounce your membership.

"What are your thoughts?" Fang Hao nodded in understanding, then continued.

"The situation with the Sea Tribe and the Federation is actually not as likely to lead to a real conflict as people might think, nor is it as dangerous. After all, the Sea Tribe can't invade the land, and it's tough for the Federation to attack the Sea Tribe's islands. It's mostly about showing a deterrent to the other party and making the Federation's stance and attitude clear," Rebecca explained.

That made sense.

If a fight were to break out, it would only be each party testing the waters at the edge.

Neither side could do much to the other.

The Sea Tribe couldn't penetrate deep inland, and humans didn't have the advantage at sea.

The likelihood of them actually clashing was minuscule, if not impossible.

"Oh, that's good!"

It was quite nice not to fight. The Federation still owed him a large indemnity.

If the skirmishes continued, their financial losses would push back repayments.

"I want you to go."

Fang Hao was stunned and immediately replied, "I won't go!"

"Why?" Rebecca's eyes widened slightly, giving him a look as if he no longer cared about her.

Fang Hao explained, "A couple of days ago, the Dragon Clan launched an attack on the main city. Although they didn't succeed, they're now looking for every opportunity to kill me. If I show my face on the front lines, it wouldn't be good for either the Federation or myself."

Rebecca's eyebrows knitted together; this was the first time she heard about Fang Hao's conflict with the Dragon Clan.

She hadn't seen a living member of this legendary race yet.

The only ones she had seen were the few Bone Dragons at Fang Hao's territory.

"Are you all right?" Rebecca's eyes carried a touch of concern.

"I'm fine. At the time, Rolana was in the city and defeated the Dragon Clan leader, leaving only ordinary dragons behind," Fang Hao continued. "I can't appear in public, but I can still help arrange some things behind the scenes."

"Alright, then I'll look for someone else to go," Rebecca thought for a moment, then continued, "About the troops, you need to arrange some for me."

"How many people do you want?"

"Not many, five thousand will do, no cavalry."

Without using the Undead, five thousand was actually not a small number.

"Okay, I'll have nearby transmigrators relocate them for you," Fang Hao still agreed.

"Good!" Rebecca nodded in satisfaction.

"By the way, the 'Banner Officer' position Dordy promised you, when will it be fulfilled? Hope it's not another fraud," Fang Hao suddenly remembered this matter.

At the time, Dordy had promised Rebecca the position of a Banner Officer.

The title didn't matter much, but it did come with a chance to enter the 'Hall Sanctuary.'

According to Rebecca, those who went in could receive the legacy of once-human heroes.

Even the worst outcome after leaving would be an orange-tier hero.

"Next week, I'll be heading to the 'Hall Sanctuary,' so I won't be able to appear in public either," Rebecca said helplessly.

Fang Hao nodded, "Alright, I'll arrange a guard for you to ensure your safety."

"That works."

After thinking it over, Fang Hao added, "Once you've chosen the representative from Lyss City, let me know. Sending a transmigrator along will facilitate message exchange."

"Sure, I'll instruct them to assign a deputy to the transmigrator when the time comes."

Having finished discussing this matter, Rebecca took a sip of tea to moisten her throat,

then continued with the second topic.

"Now, there are twelve Federation cities planning to order armor from me. There won't be any problems on your end, right?"

Fang Hao was startled, "About how many sets?"

"Around fifty thousand sets of armor, blue-quality sets," Rebecca said with a smile.

No wonder Rebecca had fought tooth and nail to gain entry into the Upper House.

She could recoup her investment so quickly.

Twelve cities had ordered fifty thousand sets.

One set was four pieces of equipment, which was no small figure.

Even just a thin slice of the profit from that would be enough for the entire Lyss City to earn.

No wonder she had been so persistent in setting up trade routes across the entire Federation.

Her plans were sound.

"I don't have a problem with it, but how is the pricing set?" Fang Hao continued to ask.

"One set of armor for 350 Warfire Coins. I'm taking a 2% profit, is that excessive?" Rebecca quoted the price they had agreed upon.

In the Trade Alliance, a blue-quality piece of equipment was priced between 100 and 120 Warfire Coins.

Private trades tended to be cheaper than those carried out via the Trade Alliance.

Moreover, Fang Hao's side could amplify the price by a hundredfold, making any transaction profitable.

Rebecca's self-set 2% was acceptable to Fang Hao, essentially a sales commission.

"Not excessive at all. From now on, for all equipment sold through Lyss City, you'll get a 2% commission, and I'll reward you additionally in private."

A private reward?

Rebecca looked at him with deep meaning, pursing her lips slightly.

"Why no weapons in the order?" Fang Hao asked further.

"We'll see the quality of the armor first. Subsequent orders will include weapons and even crossbow equipment."

"Oh!"

Having confirmed two important matters,

The two of them also discussed the affairs of the caravan and the future development direction of Lyss City.

Rebecca planned to turn Lyss City into a transit station for trade between the human Federation and Orcs, Trolls, and the Undead.

She wanted to facilitate the large-scale movement of goods and capital through Lyss City.

Fang Hao thought this was a good idea and encouraged her to give it a try.

The two had a lively conversation.

Rolana, sitting nearby, was still reading her manga.

From sitting, she switched to leaning, and finally to lying down.

She showed no interest in the topic and didn't join the conversation.

...

On the other side.

"Sister Xuan, has Fang Hao, the big shot, not replied to your message yet?"

"Yeah, a whole day has passed, whether he agrees or not, he should at least send a response."

"Maybe he's busy, after all, he's number one, he can't be as idle as us, can he?"

"I think he's just pretending, acting all high and mighty because he's the best in the world."

A day later, on the Straw Hat Nautical Group's Alliance channel, messages kept popping up.

Bai Xuan watched the channel's chat but didn't reply.

Fang Hao not contacting her was actually a response in itself.

It seemed that he too wasn't optimistic about the treasure map's reward.

Indeed, without knowing anything, who would want to spend time and energy dealing with it?

Even though she had anticipated Fang Hao's refusal, deep down she still felt some disappointment.

All the efforts of the Alliance from the beginning had gone to waste.

And now, the Alliance had no power to continue to compete with the others for the treasure map's bounty.

In the future, they might even lack the strength to challenge him at all.

They had effectively become mere coastal fishermen.

Taking a deep breath, she still mentioned in the Alliance channel, "Let everyone withdraw, we won't contest for the treasure map."

Whoosh!

The channel instantly exploded.

"Not contesting anymore? We've lost so many people and sunken so many ships, why are we not fighting for it?"

"We can't do that! Let's fight them, it's all or nothing."

"If we can't get it, why don't we just buy some explosive barrels and blow up the Sea Tribe's area? Let them go mad with revenge, then no one will be able to approach it."

"How to blow it up? The ships can't even get through above the Sea Tribe's area. Blowing up the edges doesn't do much."

"It's good to cut our losses now. We can continue to live in the coastal waters; if we're not contesting, then we're not."

Bai Xuan sighed again as she looked through the messages in the channel.

...

The sun had set, but the City Lord's mansion was still brightly lit.

In the room, Rolana put on a purple silk nightdress and was carefully drawing a pair of curled eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil.

Rebecca was in a beige gown, sitting at the vanity, aiding with her makeup, even her breathing slowed down considerably.

"Where did you learn this from? It's way more professional than before," Rebecca said, keeping her head still, her lips lightly parting.

After dinner, Rebecca and Rolana had left Fang Hao and went to their room to fuss over the makeup.

Rolana then demonstrated her newly-learned skills, letting Rebecca help her.

They began the preparation for the night's adornment.

"I just followed and learned from watching those rabbits in the main city," Rolana replied without stopping her hand.

The maids in the main city, due to light workloads and plenty of free time,

Had a wide range of interests.

Anything novel could catch their attention.

Rolana stayed for a few days and picked up some skill; in fact, she didn't really need to learn, she understood just by watching.

"I knew you were talented, spending so long on a single eyebrow. If it weren't for the mirror, I would've thought you were drawing on my face!" Rebecca looked in the mirror and said.

The truth was the makeup was pretty good.

Rolana gently lifted Rebecca's chin, tilting her head slightly, and said, "With a face this beautiful, I have to be more meticulous, especially tonight."

Hearing her complimented as beautiful,

Rebecca was a bit bashful, playfully smacking her on the buttocks.

Maintaining the tilt of her head, she softly spoke, "It seems you're getting along quite well with Fang Hao; you look at him differently than before."

Rolana's hand stuttered briefly before she hurriedly responded, "What are you talking about? On the contrary, you seem to have taken quite a liking to him. Actually, Fang Hao is not too bad."

"Where have I shown any liking for him?"

Both suddenly fell into silence.

Both felt something was amiss.

Rolana put down her eyebrow pencil and took out other tools, beginning to adorn her.

Casually, she asked, "If you really had to find a man, what kind would you want?"

"Me? Are you saying someone like you?" Rebecca smiled lightly.

"No, seriously, if you hadn't met me and Lyss City truly needed a City Lord, what kind would you aim for?" Rolana paused, setting down her tool.

Rebecca picked up the mirror and checked her face carefully.

Without much thought, she said, "Someone helpful to Lyss City, supportive and assisting to me, not the inflated kind who would compete with me for benefits."

"You're talking about Fang Hao, aren't you?"

"Who mentioned him!"

"If I hadn't appeared and Lyss City really needed a man, would you choose Fang Hao?" Rolana's voice suddenly became more serious, looking earnestly at her.

Rebecca's brow furrowed again, puzzled as she looked at her.

"You're not planning to beat him up, are you?"

"What are you saying, just asking."

"Maybe... He meets all my requirements..."

Rolana nodded, again tilting Rebecca's chin up, scrutinizing carefully, satisfied with her own handiwork, "Tonight, you could captivate any man."

"Rather, any woman!"

Returning to the bed,

Rolana had Rebecca lie on one side.

Then she began to search mysteriously.

"What are you looking for?" Rebecca asked curiously.

Quickly, Rolana took out a compact black cloth, waving it in front of her face.

"What?" Rebecca asked again.

"A blindfold, let's try something different tonight!"