Iron sword blueprint, white price, five battle coins.

Leather helmet blueprint, white price, three battle coins.

Metal parts blueprint, white price, two battle coins.

Organ jar green price 50 battle coins.

Lord skill divine descent undead price 120 battle coins.

Blank map price two battle coins.

Merchant caravans stateration 4 hours and 26 minutes.

The first three blueprints were self-explanatory and Fungho understood their functions.

However, the purposes of the latter items remained a mystery.

Organ jar green.

Type item description.

The organ jar is an ancient vessel of the undead imbued with mysterious energy.

It plunders the organs of powerful creatures and can be used to strengthen armies or to perform rituals for deities.

Upon reading the description, Fongo grasped the purpose of the organ jar.

In modern society, he had encountered similar tales on television.

The ancient Egyptian pharaohs upon becoming mummies had their organs preserved in containers.

This was quite reminiscent of that situation.

Divine Descent Undead Type: Active Skill.

Description: This skill allows the user to descend into the bodies of the undead under their command, manipulating them to engage in battle.

The lower the spiritual awareness of the controlled body, the higher the compatibility.

Upon seeing this skill, Fonggha's eyes gleamed with excitement.

This skill was excellent.

The most notable feature of his troops was their lack of intelligence and particularly low spiritual awareness.

Thus, the compatibility would surely be high.

Moreover, with his skill, his safety could also be assured.

In perilous situations, he could rely on this ability.

Suppressing his elation, he continued to examine the final item.

Blank map, blank map type, single page description.

The terrain explored will be recorded on the map, accessible within the Lord's book.

This was also a valuable item.

During his last exploration, where he ventured to the Cobalt camp, he had inscribed a map onto a wooden board, which proved to be inaccurate and exceedingly vague.

This wooden map allows one to retrace their steps for a day or two, relying on memory to locate recorded points.

However, as time passes, even a hand-drawn map becomes indecipherable.

If a blank map were available for continuous recording, it would greatly enhance convenience.

Funhow scrutinized the product description carefully.

The skeletal merchant was also assessing the territory of Fong Hao, a village level domain that intriguingly encompassed both necroantic and human architecture.

Such a place was indeed remarkable.

Naturally, territories of this caliber possessed limited purchasing power.

The goods offered by the caravan were directly correlated to the territo's level, resulting in only basic items being available at present.

What do you require? The skeletal merchant, Rul rasped.

Funha retracted his gaze and replied, "I shall take everything.

" Though his supply of war coins was modest, a system reward had augmented at once, and the annihilation of the goblin camp had provided an additional sum, just sufficient to acquire all the items.

"Thank you for your generosity," RuL stated, promptly removing all the items from the shelf and placing them into Fongo's hands.

Three sheets of blank parchment were directly inscribed into the Lord's book, accessible on the crafting page.

The blank map, too, was assimilated into the Lord's book.

Upon reopening it, a fifth page had emerged, featuring resources, manufacturing, construction, channels, and the newly added map.

The map was shrouded in fog, revealing only the limits of the territory.

Lord skill, divine presence, conditions meant for learning.

Do you wish to learn? Confirm.

The skilled book transformed into radiant light and merged in a fong.

How s being.

Lastly, there was an organ jar, a clay pot of earthy hue adorned with intricate golden patterns.

The lid featured a metallic skull the size of fist, exuding an inexplicable eeriness.

Mr.

Rul, when will the next shipment of goods arrive? Fonhow inquired.

Although he had expended all his war coins this time, the assistance he gained was immense.

Money held in hands served no purpose.

Only through expenditure could he enhance his strength and ensure a safer existence.

Thus he eagerly anticipated the next offerings.

The caravan will arrive at your territory with new goods in 7 days.

Rul responded.

Rul was pleased with such a decisive and generous lord as Fonggha.

Fonggha nodded, committing the number seven to memory, signifying that the store would refresh its goods every 7 days.

By the way, if I possess goods, can I sell them here? An idea suddenly struck Fong Hao.

If he could sell items, leveraging his 100fold amplification skill, he could potentially earn a profit.

Not yet.

You may only sell goods at the market once your territory has registered a caravan.

Are you clarified? Oh, well, that's unfortunate, Fungho replied with a hint of resignation.

Realizing this was likely a measure to prevent exploitation of glitches.

After exchanging a few more words, the skeletal merchant Rul bowed slightly and retreated into the fissure of the grave.

Above the grave, a countdown of 7 days emerged, marking a cooling period.

The skeletal merchant departed, leaving him once again in solitude.

After enduring the struggle to find a conversational partner, that brief encounter was now lost.

Had he known, he would have purchased items one by one, engaging the skeleton in deeper dialogue, perhaps inquiring about its familial ties, the identification of female skeletons, and the continuation of their lineage.

A bit of concern could have foster bond.

Now that the merchant had left, any desire for conversation would have to wait for seven more days.

Subsequently, Fonhow arrived at the burial grounds, intending to recruit troops.

Following yesterday's battle, he had acquired 122 wriggling ribs, which were just sufficient for a full recruitment.

The skeletal soldiers required no sustenance and imposed no burden.

Thus, the more the better.

He promptly initiated the recruitment.

As the 122 ribs vanished, a notification appeared.

100fold amplification triggered.

Recruiting skeleton soldiers 12322.

In an instant, the silhouettes of skeletons filled the territory.

Just as he was about to assign tasks to the newly produced skeleton soldiers, a private chat notification interrupted him.

It was Dong Xiaawua, with whom he had previously conducted trade.

Is Fonggha there? I wish to discuss some matters with you.

I'm here.

Go ahead.

Fonggho initially presumed she sought to exchange shadow stones once more.

However, it soon became apparent that her intentions were of a different nature.

I have explored the third level of the tomb where undead creatures have emerged.

I would like to request an advance of some iron axes to serve as weapons.

Chapter 13.

Divine intervention.

Dong Jua was fortunate.

Her territory was situated near a mountain range, abundant in timber and stone resources, ensuring a steady supply for exploitation.

In reality, Dong Xiaou's grandfather ran a martial arts school and from a young age, she had learned various martial arts techniques.

Thus, on the very second day after her arrival in this world, she ventured beyond her territory to explore the surroundings.