Green.

Category.

Staff damage.

Level two spell amplification.

Description.

A versatile staff crafted from various materials.

Effective in amplifying magic.

101 wooden route staves lay scattered on either side.

Fongo addressed the necromancers, instructing them to pick up the staves and ascend the city walls for vigilance.

The necromancers were not as rigid as the skeletal soldiers.

They approached in an orderly manner to collect the staves and bowed slightly to fong as they departed.

Although they remained mute, their display of intelligence surpassed that of the skeletal soldiers.

The mages silently climbed the walls to fulfill their watch duties.

Fonggho proceeded once more to the industrial district.

After completing the construction of the lumber mill, he continued with the establishment of the Taylor shop.

Taylor shop with 750 stone 400 leather 220 hemp rope 120 metal parts 50 confirmed construction.

Soon the Taylor shop emerged before him.

Level one Taylor shop recruitable.

Taylor wriggling spine one.

Note this building allows for the recruitment of affiliated troop types and the processing of raw materials into fabrics.

Upgrade requirements with 1050 stone 750 leather 340 hemp rope 220 metal parts 100.

Uh he had initially thought the tailor shop was merely a simple structure, but it turned out to be a place for recruiting troop types as well.

Nevertheless, since the construction was complete, pondering further would be of little use.

Recruitable skeleton tailor.

Cost wriggling spine one.

Confirm recruitment.

Confirm recruitment.

100fold amplification triggered.

Recruiting skeleton tailor 101.

A cascade of lights illuminated the area and 101 figures clad in linen robes with leather measuring tapes slung around their necks appeared before Fongo.

Despite their skeletal forms, the deep hollow sockets of their eyes glowed with an eerie blue flame.

Skeleton Taylor level one faction undead race traits undead hollow frame light weakness skill raw material processing raw material processing capable of transforming raw materials into threads including but not limited to linen wool and silk note from fibers to threads from threads to fabrics and from fabrics to garments the tailor can elevate ordinary clothing into splendid attire the 101 One skeleton tailor gathered respectfully before Fong Hao bowing in unison.

Esteemed Lord, we are eager to serve you.

They can speak.

The recently recruited necromancers acquired with three wriggling spines had been mute.

The fact that these skeleton tailor could articulate was intriguing.

Fongs gaze sharpened momentarily before settling into calm acceptance.

It was not unusual to recruit articulate skeletons.

After all, skeletal merchants, though not high tier combat units, could also speak.

Thus, the ability of his tailor to converse seemed entirely reasonable.

"Welcome everyone to the territory," Fongo said with a smile.

Upon hearing Fong Ho's words, the group of skeletal tailor straightened their postures.

"By the way, are you capable of using spinning wheels?" Fong suddenly recalled the spinning wheel blueprints he had acquired not long ago.

The spinning wheel undoubtedly pertains to the realm of fabric and textiles, thus falling within the purview of these tailor.

The leading tor stepped forward and softly replied, "My lord, we can indeed operate the spinning wheels to transform yarn into fabric which can then be fashioned into various garments.

" "Ah, please wait a moment," Fonghao instructed.

He opened the lord's book and utilizing a 100fold amplification crafted 101 spinning wheels which he presented to the assembled tailor.

The ranch's unique horn sheep had also yielded some wool.

Although the supply was limited, it would suffice to keep these individuals occupied for a while.

What is your name? Fong how inquired of the leading tailor.

My lord, I am called Sawyer.

Very well, Sawyer.

From this moment forth, you shall be the captain of the tailor, and you will be responsible for assigning tasks to everyone.

Fong how commanded directly.

Sawyer's soul flame flickered with excitement as he bowed once more, expressing his gratitude for the lordes trust.

The dialogue revealed Sawyer's considerable intellect, comparable to that of the skeletal merchants.

Perhaps this peculiar profession, like that of merchants, inherently possessed a level of normal intelligence.

Being overly rigid, would preclude one from excelling in the salesmanship of skeletal merchants.

Indeed, the development of our territory relies on the collective efforts of us all.

Fongo gently patted his shoulder.

Sawyer nodded in agreement.

While the group was engaged in conversation, heir arrived hurriedly.

Upon seeing the oddly dressed skeletal tailor with measuring tapes draped around their necks, she nearly turned to flee.

However, upon noticing Fong how standing among them, she halted her retreat and called out, "Master, it's time for dinner.

" All the skeletal tailor turned their gaze, causing air to tremble slightly.

"Come here," Fonho beckoned softly.

This was not Heir's first encounter with skeletons.

Suppressing her apprehension, she hid behind Fong Ho, her large ears drooping.

This is my maid.

Fong Ho introduced then addressed air.

This is Captain Sawyer along with the others who are our territories tailor.

Oh, greetings, Captain Xavier.

Sawyer responded courteously, "Hello, Miss.

" Noticing the politeness of the skeleton before her, felt her tension dissipate.

Very well, you may continue with your work.

We shall take our leave for dinner, Fong Ho said, leading airway.

After bidding farewell to Fongghao, Sawyer assigned tasks to the others, initiating the process of cotton thread production, followed by fabric processing with the spinning wheels.

On the return journey, Fong Hao glanced at Air.

She was still clad in the rough garments she had worn since her arrival from the slave trader.

Though clean, the coarse linen looked somewhat worn.

Heir, master, what is it? Heir inquired with curiosity, her large eyes wide with wonder.

I shall have Sawyer craft you two new garments.

You have worn this attire for far too long.

Eer was momentarily takenback, and as she lifted her gaze to Fongghow once more, tears shimmerred in her eyes.

This garment had indeed been worn for an extended period.

Since her enslavement, she had not dawned anything else.

Due to the numerous washes, the fabric had frayed and torn in countless places.

She had fashioned a rudimentary cord from reads to stitch the damaged areas together, continuing to wear it.

Nevertheless, this was the best and most liberated existence she had experienced since becoming a slave.

She had never imagined she would be deserving of such a life.

Everything before her felt like a dream.

She was living while confined in a cage.

Just as some tailor had recently arrived in the territory, Fong Hao intended to create new attire for her, which deeply moved her.

With her large eyes glistening with tears, she gazed adoringly at her master.

Suddenly, a notification appeared, causing Fong had a pause, observing her watery expression.

He found a rabbit girl utterly endearing.

He gently caressed her large ears, causing ear his cheeks to flush.

An idea struck him.

Perhaps the readily available rabbit girls should have Sawyer and the others craft a set of bunny costumes for ear to try on.

Chapter 81.