I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 151: Chapter 152: Changes Day by Day
 

Taming wild beasts was not puzzling for the common folk, and even more so when it came to common livestock such as oxen.

Ten days later, more than three thousand wild oxen had been distributed among the residents of Dawn City.

Under Lide’s assertive leadership, Dawn City had evolved from human to ox farming in just half a month, with production efficiency skyrocketing due to the complete set of tools from the blacksmith’s shop.

Lide was actually quite astonished by Glory’s dichotomy, on one hand was the highly developed magic, on the other was the low productivity.

It seemed as if the worlds of the nobles and commoners were unrelated.

Magic belonged to the nobles, while the common folk at the bottom were completely ignored.

This massive disparity had caused an invisible split within the entire society of Glory World.

Even though Earth had huge wealth gaps, technological innovations from the upper echelons could still bring convenience to the lower layers.

But in this world, there was nothing of the sort; commoners were simply a group of forgotten people, their sole purpose being to provide resources for the nobility.

And when the nobles held absolute power, these commoners could not revolt.

They could only be exploited by the nobility generation after generation, ceasing only when they became a member of the noble collective or completely lost their lineage.

Of course, although Lide was surprised by this societal phenomenon, he knew he didn’t have the power to alter the social rules that had perhaps operated in Glory World for millions of years.

Unless he became the Creator God, where power is the only truth…

The distribution of the wild oxen caused quite a stir in Dawn City.

Jike, who had received a strong bull, was very pleased and was presently feeding the bull grass by the makeshift cowshed pieced together from turf.

He gestured to the bull with two curved horns, boasting to Anthony.

“Anthony, do you see this? These beasts aren’t Demon Beasts, just give them enough food, and they’ll warm up to you quickly.”

After saying this, he took a pile of fresh grass from the basket he had just cut and fed it to the wary bull.@@novelbin@@

Moo~

The bull let out a long call, sniffed the grass with its nose, and perhaps due to hunger didn’t care much for caution, as its long tongue wrapped around the grass and pulled it into its mouth.

Crunched and chewed.

When the wild ox finished the basket of grass, its gaze towards Jike softened considerably, the earlier wariness gone.

Seeing this, Anthony looked at Jike with some admiration, “Uncle Jike, you’re really amazing…”

Jike chuckled, his face brimming with pride.

“I used to raise warhorses for the noble lords when I was young. These livestock may seem to lack intelligence, but they’re actually quite smart.”

Anthony nodded but his gaze towards the wild ox was somewhat distracted, as though his mind was elsewhere.

Jike, perceptive of Anthony’s low spirits, extended his hand, full of grey calluses, and patted him on the shoulder.

“It’s been so long and you still haven’t gotten over it?

Is it just because you didn’t make it into the top two hundred, just because you didn’t get the spot within the Holy Light Bloodline?

What’s the big deal, you still got 5 points, didn’t you?

Heh, points are such a good thing, you know, no need to queue up when buying things lately, you should see how envious people are.

Tsk tsk tsk, if only they could let me experience this kind of noble privilege just once…”

Watching Jike jokingly smooth over the situation, Anthony felt a touch of gratitude.

He had come 205th in the hero selection contest of the Frost Month, just one step away from becoming part of the Holy Light Bloodline.

Sadly, he hadn’t succeeded.

And missing the mark by just a bit was the most distressing.

So, months had passed and Anthony had not been able to let go, especially seeing the treatment those newly became Holy Light Bloodline enjoyed recently, along with the Casting Talent they received, made him even more depressed.

“Don’t take it so hard, the Kachar City Lord is such a great person. If you make a contribution, I believe His Excellency Kachar won’t overlook you.”

Anthony nodded and forced a smile, “Don’t worry, Uncle Jike, I’m fine.”

Jike looked intently at Anthony, gave his shoulder another pat, and didn’t say much more.

“The blacksmith’s shop should have forged the iron plough by now. Go and pick it up later.

Tsk tsk tsk, the blacksmith’s really has some skills, to be able to make such high-efficiency tools.”

Anthony nodded, “I heard that the iron plough was created by His Excellency Kachar, the blacksmith’s shop just took care of the forging part.”

A look of admiration appeared on Jike’s face.

“Truly remarkable, is the Kachar City Lord really a Divine as the Dawn Sect says?

How else could he know so much?”

Anthony nodded in agreement.

“Yes, only a Divine could be so magnificent…”

“Alright, stop dawdling. Hurry up and go get the iron plough before it runs out.”

“Okay, Uncle Jike.”

Jike watched Anthony’s departing figure; the previously somewhat cloudy eyes slowly revealed a sharp gleam.

He muttered to himself in a low voice that no one else could understand.

“Holy Light Bloodline… Anthony… Is it really a good thing to gain eternal life, to possess such great power?

Perhaps…”

Anthony turned and left, making his way onto the main road after meandering through the half-cultivated farmland.

With constant construction, Moonlight Plain had completely shed its initial barrenness, crisscrossed by roads big and small that divided the plain into various sections.

Farmers who had finished their work could reach a smooth road within ten minutes at most from their fields, and these small paths connected to the main artery in the center.

It could be said that, thanks to the efforts of the construction department, transportation in Moonlight Plain had become convenient, though not as sophisticated as the cobblestone roads in Dawn City, it was still far superior to the main roads in the outside world.

As Anthony slowly made his way toward Dawn City along the main road, many of the farmers who had finished their work greeted him with laughs, and he responded with a smile.

Waves of residents passed by him, each person’s eyes filled with intense hope and anticipation.

In his many years of life, Anthony had only seen such expressions on people’s faces in Dawn City.

With a touch of sentimentality in his heart, he slowly made his way back to the city along the main road.

The terrain of Moonlight Plain was flat, allowing one to see the towering mountains on the edge of the plain at a glance.

What was once a plain full of weeds, now had many areas of blackened soil, ready for seeds to be planted to bring a bountiful harvest at the season’s end.

Greeted by a fresh breeze, Anthony’s mood improved significantly.

Half a day later, a towering structure that rose from the ground on the right caught Anthony’s eye.

It was Dawn City’s Mage Tower.

Although only half-completed, the Mage Tower already revealed its majestic grandeur.

Several One-eyed Giants with gray, wrinkled skin were carrying massive stones, stacking them to build the Mage Tower.

The rumbling sound resembled the collapse of the earth itself.

Anthony’s eyes shone with admiration; he had heard from the Security Team’s higher-ups that these One-eyed Giants had been personally subdued by the Kachar City Lord. The battle had caused the very earth to burst into hot magma.

Although he hadn’t witnessed it himself, just hearing about it filled Anthony with admiration. And indeed, it seemed only the powerful Kachar City Lord had the strength to subdue the One-eyed Giants.

At that moment, one of the One-eyed Giants flung a long block of stone directly onto the ground, causing Anthony, who was hundreds of yards away, to feel a tremor.

These big fellows were truly massive.

Standing over six yards tall, with their solid and robust explosive muscles, gray wrinkled skin, and that massive single eye on the head, all testified to the terrifying strength of these creatures, and yet such powerful beings were enslaved, which was incredible.

Even though Anthony had seen the One-eyed Giants countless times and had even fed them bread personally, he couldn’t help but express admiration every time he saw these colossal figures.

Humans seemed so insignificant in front of these mighty creatures.

The Mage Tower construction site was bustling with activity, and as an outsider, Anthony could not enter. He stood on the main road, catching only a glimpse before moving on.

There weren’t many iron plows left at the blacksmith’s shop; they could only forge about a hundred sets a day, and if he was too late, they would be gone.

He continued toward Dawn City. After passing the unfinished Mage Tower, the black soil that had just been cultivated along the road’s sides once again gave way to barren grassland.

Anthony wasn’t surprised by this, as he had seen the plans for Dawn City’s future posted at the doors of City Hall, and he knew this area would be the new district of Dawn City.

It might be barren now, but in the future, it would undoubtedly be the most prosperous area – Anthony inexplicably had confidence in this.

Walking for less than ten minutes, Anthony habitually turned his head to the right.

At the end of his sightline, beneath the mountain peaks, was a row of tall smokestacks belching thick smoke.

The blacksmith at the smithy had said those were the blast furnaces for smelting iron.

It was said that the furnaces were personally designed by Lord Juejin, the manager of the smithy. They used to be the masterpieces of Dwarves, a legacy now carried on by someone with half a Dwarf bloodline.

The reason the blast furnaces were built underneath the mountains was that the area lay downwind of Dawn City, so the thick smoke produced by the furnaces wouldn’t affect the city.

Moreover, there was an abundance of water as mountain springs flowed down, making it an ideal place for smelting iron.

Anthony hadn’t seen it up close because that area was a restricted zone, off-limits to outsiders.

He had witnessed blacksmiths smelting iron at Green City’s smithy, but such large-scale iron smelting blast furnaces were something he had only seen in this magical city.

After a while, Anthony diverted his gaze and continued his journey into Dawn City.

The closer he got to Dawn City, the more people there were.

Half a day later, the barren land around him had disappeared, replaced by brand-new houses erected along both sides of the road.

These newly built houses were said to be constructed in anticipation of welcoming more humans that would arrive.

Anthony had previously worked as a laborer for the construction department and knew the reason for this.

But because he knew the reason, he held even greater admiration and esteem for the owner of the city – the Kachar City Lord.

Only such a magnificent figure would treat the common people so kindly, right?

Compared to the rulers and Nobles he had encountered before, they truly deserved to be hanged.

However, Anthony not only admired Lide but also held him in awe; no one could forget the scene of Porter from the Wolf Gang being hanged.

After entering the city district, it became even more bustling.

The ever-developing Dawn City made Anthony feel somewhat unfamiliar.

He remembered that when he first arrived at Dawn City, the city was very empty and desolate, with very few pedestrians on the road.

But now, it had completely changed.

He even had a premonition that the changes in Dawn City would be even greater in the future because its owner was the great Kachar City Lord.

He also eagerly anticipated the day when Dawn City would be filled with high-rises and the new district completed.

By then, Anthony would be a witness to all of it. For this, he felt genuinely honored.