His curiosity peaked.

Ah, indeed.

Ruer chuckled.

The adults are indeed quite straightforward.

Should they seek a recommendation, I can certainly relay this matter to Lord Odysius on your behalf.

Rul's skeletal jaw trembled incessantly, producing a raspy chuckle.

Rul is not the master of the skeleton merchant guild.

At best, he serves as a local business attendant.

The true ruler of the guild and a sovereign in his own right is the bone king Odysius.

The possibility of receiving a recommendation ultimately hinges upon Odysius's disposition.

Thank you, Mr.

RuL, if this endeavor proves successful, I shall certainly bestow a token of gratitude, Fongghao replied.

According to Rul, in this realm, few factions are inclined to engage with the undead.

Consequently, the slots for recommendations in Odysius's possession often remain vacant.

Moreover, Fongghao wields considerable influence within the undead faction, significantly enhancing his chances of securing such a recommendation.

The two engage in conversation for a while longer.

Funghow subtly broached various topics concerning the continent and the undead.

Yet Rul being quite astute only divulged limited information enough to peak interest but not to reveal anything substantial.

After some time, Rul requested to be kept informed and departed the territory via the teleportation array.

Once the skeletal merchant was sent off, Fong Ho returned to his own tasks.

Though the heroes and maids in the territory had alleviated much of his workload, he remained occupied.

Tasks piled upon one another, leaving little respit.

He opened the lord's book to inspect the blueprints he had recently acquired.

The first three were crafting blueprints, but due to insufficient materials, he could not proceed with their construction.

The subsequent blueprints were for building.

Level one fine mill with 1200 stone 800 rope 550 iron 220 metal parts 120 natural gemstones 2 description fine mill increases grain grinding yield by 10 production speed enhanced by five instantly the structure materialized before him although the construction was complete there was no grain available to utilize thus he refrained from upgrading it until grain was at hand for the mill's operation advancing the upgrade would be of little consequence.

After a busy morning, noon arrived swiftly.

It felt as though he had just finished breakfast when he air came to remind him it was time for lunch.

Upon reaching the dining table, he found a meal already laid out.

As he dined, he casually opened the Lord's book to see what discussions were taking place.

The weather was splendid, a perfect day for returning from a hunt.

Do you still hunt personally? Do you not have soldiers? Are you a lone commander? Ah, how dull it is.

I long to play games, to watch television, and I miss the lovely ladies on my hard drive.

Hey, is the young man upstairs feeling bored? I can keep you company for an hour for 50 units of resources.

If you're nearby, we could chat in person.

Is commercial development advancing this swiftly? Is companionship already being offered? I am merely curious.

With only 10 speaking privileges a day, how could one converse for an hour? It was suggested that we converse in person face to face.

I must say that hour felt quite stifling.

The pursuit of natural gemstones, the high-priced acquisition of natural gemstones.

The channel remained as entertaining as ever.

Observing the conversations alleviated stress while also enriching one as vocabulary and knowledge, making one acutely aware of how out of touch they were with the times.

Fonggho watched as everyone engaged in lively discussions.

He posted a request for various grains and their seeds, prompting some individuals to reach out privately.

When Fong Hao remained silent, the chatter flowed normally, but once he spoke, the channel seemed to ignite with excitement.

Wow.

The esteemed Fong Ha has spoken.

The big shot finally reemerges, having been silent for quite some time.

Brother Fong Ho, I am your devoted fan.

Please recognize me.

Wait, are you all not noticing that Fong Ho is seeking grain? Why the fuss? Several days ago, he was already collecting seeds.

It appears he as keen on planting grains now.

What is the issue? The discussions within the channel grew fervent.

Simultaneously, Fong Ha's private messages began to flood in.

Fong Hao, I have wheat seeds.

Are you interested? The name of the individual reaching out to Fong Ha was quite memorable.

Elchi, yes.

How many do you have? Fong Hao inquired.

One basket roughly the size of a wash basin, Elchi replied.

That has quite a substantial amount, Fonggha remarked.

Where did you acquire so many? Is there farmland near your territory? Mature grains can be sold to me as well.

I exchanged resources with a nearby village to obtain these seeds, Elchi stated candidly revealing his source.

Chapter 117.

The maid outfit.

After enduring the second compulsory mission, the militia dispatched by Lu Chi discovered local farmers.

Upon conducting a reconnaissance, they found the villagers to be relatively amicable.

Luchi personally ventured into the village to engage in friendly exchanges.

In the village, Luchi bartered for fruits and food, establishing a source of sustenance.

He also acquired some seeds, intending to cultivate them once the number of farmers in his territory increased.

Coincidentally, he observed Fong Hao purchasing seeds, thus presenting an opportunity to exchange for some necessary equipment.

"Let's trade seeds first," Fonghao suggested.

"Each individual possesses their own opportunities.

" While Fong Hao found himself at the orc market, Lu Chi was amidst the human village, and both garnered certain advantages from the locals.

Through Lu Chi's narrative, Fong Ho became aware of the existence of human villages in this region.

while his own territory happened to be situated in an area predominantly inhabited by orcs.

"What do you intend to exchange?" Fong Hao inquired further.

"Armor? I require armor," Lui responded.

Funa was taken aback.

He had expected Lu Chi, like others, to prioritize weapons.

Instead, the focus was on armor, indicating that Lui's territory was not in need of iron weapons for his soldiers.

Indeed, the level of development varied among individuals.

We have leather helmets, leather armor, and hardwood shields.

Which do you prefer? The hardwood shield, Lui replied.

Hardwood shields are quite popular in the market.

I will count you five hardwood shields, Fongghao stated.

All right, I shall list them soon.

Fongghao received a designated trade request.

He placed five hardwood shields on the market, and beside them appeared a basket woven from reeds containing wheat seeds.

After finishing their lunch, Fongghao proceeded to the spirit field.

First, he aimed to enhance the quantity of the spirit fields.

Materials required for level one spirit field.

1,500 wood, 800 stone, 300 hemp rope, five natural gems, one trace of the earth.

Fongo had ample materials in hand, and directly expanded five level one spirit fields.

He upgraded all spirit fields to level five.

The planes near the stream were now entirely covered by spirit fields.

Subsequently, he entrusted the laboring skeletons with the planting, freeing himself from worry.

Having concluded all tasks, and with the day still young, Fongo summoned a few companions and ventured out with Injia to continue exploring the surrounding area.

They returned only as dusk approached.

Apart from acquiring some meat, they also uncovered a silver treasure chest from which they obtained a blueprint for constructing a siege ladder.

Siege ladder.

220 wood, 150 hemp rope, 10 metal parts.