As expected at jester, iron ingots are hardly valuable.
Anyone capable of forging them would certainly trade for elite food.
This presents an excellent opportunity for advancement without the peril of combat.
Bayou observed the world chat with an expression of mild amusement.
For him, the experience points may not be of great consequence as his undead army was perpetually engaged in battle, benefiting from a one 5x experience boost from the bone throne.
However, for some of the weaker lords, this was a considerable temptation.
Take Xiao Lianua from the Xiao family orphans castle for instance, by US maneuver left her utterly bewildered.
Gazing at her meager rations, she suddenly found them unappealing.
Just as she contemplated discarding them, she hesitated, realizing that food was paramount at this moment.
Why was it that everyone started from scratch, yet the disparities were so vast? Sigh.
Xiao Lianu a slumped in her chair, propping her head with one hand, her expression steeped in melancholy.
They called themselves friends, yet not a single inquiry was made on her behalf.
Just as she thought this, a sense of helplessness washed over her.
Had she been too naive? Indeed, a mere verbal promise held little weight in the absence of any binding agreements.
Lords were essentially adversaries.
Xiaoi and Shuer considered asking Bayou if he had any elite food left.
But upon seeing the one 437 servings listed in the marketplace, she surmised, "He must be out of stock.
What to do?" This crab yellow burger tycoon was indeed formidable, managing to procure elite food.
As she reflected on her own situation, she realized that even the dwarves needed their rest at night.
Though referred to as dwarves, their lifestyle bore little distinction from that of humans.
With 500 iron ingots freshly forged that evening, Xiaoin pondered whether to trade for elite food.
The prospect of gaining two experience points for a single serving was immensely enticing.
Most of her dwarves hovered around levels two and three.
Their combat prowess disheartening, relying on monster hunting for upgrades with sheer folly, as mining and stone gathering yielded no experience.
Their only advantage lay in their greater numbers.
I shall make the exchange.
Iron ingots can always be refined again, whereas elite food is uncertain to become available anytime soon.
Xiao Linui ultimately resolved to exchange 500 iron ingots for 500 portions of elite food.
The 500 iron ingots would yield a thousand experience points, which would be more than sufficient for both Xiao Leian and the strongest dwarf in the castle to level up.
Xiao Lianua, bearing the status of a friend to Bayou, found herself faced with two additional functions besides chat, namely alliance and submission.
She pondered whether forming an alliance with Bayou might yield a more favorable outcome.
However, she was uncertain of Bayou<unk>s disposition.
With a sigh, Xiao Yinue reflected on her predicament.
Meanwhile, Bayou was filled with excitement, having initially believed that her elite food would go unrecognized by the unrefined.
This was a commodity that even Bayou herself found enticing.
Yet, astonishingly, within less than 10 minutes of listing, 500 portions have been sold.
It appeared that there were indeed astute individuals among them, marking yet another unprecedented transaction.
Woohoo! Let the journey commence.
Chapter 33.
Something is a miss if Arthur can triumph over a level 9 aarent werewolf.
Could it not be said that the goblin leader poses no challenge? Goblins, being lowly creatures, dwell at a rudimentary tier of existence, and even at the leader's rank, they ought not to be excessively formidable.
Bayou felt an urgent need to avenge her unfortunate compatriate.
With the fourth day approaching tomorrow, she feared that any further delay might lead to unforeseen complications.
However, it was nightfall and out of respect for the goblin leader's enhanced attributes, she resolved to wait.
With little else, demanding her attention, Bayou's tasks were simple.
Upgrade the barracks and summon troops before retiring for the night.
Requirements for barracks upgrade: 1,000 magic crystals, 10 spirit cores, upgrade barracks.
The 1,000 magic crystals and 10 spirit cores in our inventory promptly vanished, followed by a system notification.
Undead crystal.
Congratulations, you have unlocked a random special building blueprint.
To her surprise, it was a gargoyle.
She had anticipated something far more extraordinary.
It appeared her luck from the previous night had been rather mediocre as the gargoyle was merely a unit that could be unlocked at a level three barracks.
With a level three barracks, she could now summon gargoyles at random, which while not particularly significant, was nonetheless a milestone for Bayou.
The barracks merely serve as a means of unlocking these units.
Without it, she would only possess a mere 40 undead, which was hardly sufficient.
Her summons relied heavily on her own capabilities.
The materials required for upgrading the barracks had doubled once more.
While the spirit cores were sufficient, the magic crystals were still lacking.
It was perpetually a matter of having one resource and not the other, which was quite vexing.
Nevertheless, Bayou remained confident.
Acquiring magic crystals was manageable, and she aimed to elevate the barracks to level four by the day after tomorrow.
As for the probability, she was indifferent.
Whether the odds stood at 1 or 99, if it wasn't a certainty, it bore little significance.
A special building blueprint, how intriguing.
Let me test my fortune.
Bayu rubbed her hands together, ready to click to unlock the blueprint.
She nearly forgot.
Hastily, she cast a lucky buff upon herself, ensuring she would not overlook this vital enhancement before proceeding to unlock it.
Special building blueprint.
Maiden's bedroom.
Building level: none.
Function one, enhances restfulness, ensuring ample and comfortable sleep, thereby accelerating mental recovery.
Function two, all items within the bedroom possess automatic cleaning and repair functionalities.
Construction materials, one magic crystal by you.
System, something is a miss very much so.
What sort of whimsical nonsense is this? A bedroom qualifies as a special building.
Nevertheless, adhering to the principle of taking what is offered, she begrudgingly accepted it.
It seemed the system found her current living quarters too dilapidated to bear.
Approaching the bedroom, Bayou surveyed her surroundings.
The crumbling cracked walls, the darkened ceiling, the antiquated westernstyle candle chandelier, and a solitary white bed that exuded an air of age.
While not unclean, it certainly appeared quite worn.
Only the wardrobe beside me seemed out of place amidst the modern furnishings of the entire bedroom.
Indeed, it appeared somewhat dilapidated.
Shouldn't all lords reside in such abodess? Could it be that different styles of castles are conferred based on the summoned units? Bayou was uncertain, for she had never encountered the castles of other lords.
At least regarding her own castle, she felt a sense of dread on the very first day of her arrival.
Let us construct and witness the disparity.
With a surge of magic crystal, a blinding light enveloped the room.
In an instant, the entire chamber was revitalized.
It now boasted a delightful blue and pink DCOR, indicating that the wardrobe and the bedroom were originally meant to harmonize.
The formerly cracked and crumbling walls had transformed into a clean and refined surface, while the black ceiling had morphed into a soft blue.
The floor was now adorned with a plush carpet of alternating blue and pink hues.
The once solitary white bed had been replaced by a sumptuous pink double bed over 2 m wide, complete with a large pillow and several small teddy bears on either side.
A modern vanity mirror had been added to the room, and the antiquated candle chandelier was replaced by an elegant crystal chandelier.
A brand new European style dome window adorned the wall, offering a splendid view of the castle's exterior from the third floor.
Alas, lacking an education by you could only exclaim in awe how incredible.
Her excitement was palpable.
This was truly delightful.
Please, dear sister, grant me more of these magical constructs.
As Byu stepped into the bedroom, it felt as though she had traversed time once more.