Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

Chapter 864: Chapter 561, Soft Coarse Skin (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.)_3

The male fairy looked up at the sky and said, “We plan to return to the Dreamy Forest.”

It seemed that the Dreamy Forest was not far from here.

Fang Hao nodded and asked, “Will you be able to see ‘Shinisara’ when you return?”

“What is it, sir?” the fairy asked curiously.

“Yes, my name is Fang Hao. Tell her I would like to have a chat with her. If she is willing, let’s meet tomorrow at noon at the store currently being renovated across from the tavern in the Trade Alliance’s territory,” Fang Hao said directly.

Following these fairies directly to the Dreamy Forest might lead to some misunderstandings with the undead army.

It could also escalate the tension in this rescue operation.@@novelbin@@

He was also concerned about entering the Dreamy Forest, fearing some dangers.

Therefore, Fang Hao planned to arrange a meeting with ‘Shinisara’ in the public area of the Trade Alliance’s territory the next day.

This way, both parties could feel more at ease.

“Oh, alright, I’ve noted it down. When I return, I will convey your thoughts and intentions about this rescue to our leader, ‘Shinisara,'” the fairy said.

You see, this fairy spoke so nicely, much more so than that orc.

“Good, then let’s descend the mountain now. Do you need me to arrange some troops to escort you part of the way?”

“Ah, no need, no need.”

Fang Hao looked at the orc, “How about you?”

“No need, no need, these injuries are nothing.”

“Alright then, let’s head down the mountain.”

Whoosh!!

At the command, skeletons all over the mountain started moving.

Several injured individuals were so frightened that they shivered and cautiously followed Fang Hao down the mountain.

They supported each other, tightly covering their mouths.

It felt as if these people were being kidnapped.

Upon reaching the base of the mountain and parting ways, the group felt much more relieved.

They didn’t dare to stay in one place for long and hurried toward their village.

…

By the time he returned to the main city, the sky had already grown dark.

This time, Fang Hao had returned with a full load.

He took out all the leather, amounting to more than 38,000 pieces of “Soft Rough Leather.”

This amount should be sufficient to construct a batch of airships.

As for the continuous collection of “Soft Rough Leather,” they would need to breed flying birds like regular leather, but they needed to be of the fifth rank or above; common poultry wouldn’t suffice.

“Master, shall we eat?” Eira asked softly.

“Start preparations, I’ll make a trip to the tailor’s shop first.”

“Yes, Master.”

On his way to the tailor’s shop, the tailoring factory was still busy at work.

Pruell City, Lyss City, and several surrounding cities of orcs and dwarves had placed new orders, and the tailor’s shop was working day and night.

From afar, one could hear the sound of the looms.

As Fang Hao approached, Skeleton Tailor – Soye, quickly came over.

“Lord,” Soye immediately saluted.

“Yes, Soye, I’ve come to consult you on some matters,” Fang Hao replied.

“Please, let’s talk inside,” Soye gestured invitingly.

Fang Hao, initially planning to ask a few questions outside and return, followed Soye into the tailor’s shop beside them.

In the building, various tailoring tools were placed.

The skeleton tailors still working nearby respectfully saluted.

Seated before a wooden round table, Soye lit some incense nearby, and the fragrant smoke began to spread throughout the room.

“This is from Scholar Nelson, distributed to us. It also works on the undead,” Soye explained.

As the territory was now wealthy, both the undead and the living were enhancing their quality of life.

This type of incense had no property-enhancing effects but allowed the undead souls to feel comfort.

It was akin to the pleasure humans derive from tea tasting, a kind of spiritual enjoyment.

“Yes, it smells good,” Fang Hao also found the incense quite pleasant.

“Master, what brings you here this time?” Soye asked, sitting on a nearby chair.

Fang Hao took out a piece of “Soft Rough Leather” from his storage space and placed it on the table.

Soye picked it up and inspected it under the nightstone.

“Nice leather.”