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Fang Hao had already tested the power of the Wooden Spirit and several skills.

Then, after 30 minutes, the summoning period for the Wooden Spirit came to an end.

It dissipated immediately afterwards.

As for the Wooden Spirit, Fang Hao was relatively satisfied.

Its strength and skills were both very impressive.

The only downside was that only two could be summoned at a time, which didn’t give him the same reassurance as his vast skeleton army.

The skeleton army was still key for major battles, with the Wooden Spirits serving as supports, or could be used to protect himself.

Before he knew it, it was already noon.

Eira had prepared lunch.

Sitting at the table, he chatted with Eira a bit and then habitually opened the chat channel in the Book of Lords.

This had become a habit of Fang Hao’s.

Not only could he pass the time, but he could also stay updated on other people’s progress, and stay in the loop on various information.

“Today, I cleared out a cave with my soldiers. Once again holding the machete in my hand, I was reminded of the times when I was fighting in Tongluowan.” “Quit boasting or we won’t sell you any materials!”

“Damn… sorry.”

“Instead of a direct confrontation, I feel like setting traps is a safer option. It significantly reduces the risk of face-to-face encounters.”

“There’s a hunter among us; please teach me how to set traps. I’m too weak for hunting.”

“I second that, how should I set traps?”

“Selling [Simple Animal Traps], exchange for blueprints or rare resources.”

“Damn, he spent all that time just to advertise his product.”

“Damn it! I was about to take notes, but it turns out he’s selling animal traps.” “XDM, I found that dual daggers are really useful, light and flexible, directly fatal with one attack.”

“The legend of, 2 daggers style.”

“Damn it!”

More and more people are adapting to this world.

Those who can’t adapt and are weak have already failed during the trial on the seventh day, permanently disappearing from this world.

The ones who survived all have some abilities and opportunities.

More and more lords are leaving their territories and starting to participate in hunting and fighting.

The daily discussion topic has shifted from needing food every day to discussing hunting and fighting.

After lunch.

Fang Hao continued leading the exploration in nearby areas, and didn’t return to his territory until dusk.

Just stepping into the territory and before ending his God’s Presence state, he saw Nelson walking towards him.

“My Lord!”

“Yes, what’s the matter, Nelson?” Fang Hao dismounted and asked quietly.

He was still a skeleton cavalryman at this moment, and had never told Nelson about the God’s Presence ability.

Yet, Nelson recognized him immediately.

“My Lord, I found the body of an Orc hero in the Skeleton Conversion Field. I feel it would be a bit wasteful to directly turn it into a soldier,” Nelson got straight to the point.

Last time during the battle against the orcs, over 30,000 orcs were killed.

Adhering to the principle of zero waste, Fang Hao ordered all the bodies to be thrown into the Skeleton Conversion Field for transformation.

This included the body of the Orc hero, Kent.

However, with more than 30,000 bodies, the conversion field needed to slowly convert them one by one, taking more than a hundred hours in total.

“Well, I’m aware of this Orc body, do you have any good suggestions?” As the two walked side by side, Fang Hao asked.

If Nelson mentioned it, there must be a better way to handle the body.

When it came to handling skeletons, Nelson, the expert in funeral rites, was the true professional.

“When a hero dies, their consciousness does not perish. I can use a ceremony to revive them, so they can serve the God of Undead as an Undead hero and work for the Lord,” Nelson explained softly.

“Undead hero? Will he become a hero for our territory?” Fang Hao became interested.

The power of a hero needs no further elaboration.

If he could make them become his own heroes, the strength of his territory would also be enhanced.

“Yes, my Lord, they will become your powerful and loyal servants,” Nelson calmly explained.

Upon hearing this, Fang Hao’s eyes brightened.

It seemed like a deal that would not cause him a loss.

After thinking for a while, he continued to ask, “Then what’s the difference between this and the Skeleton Conversion Field?”

The Skeleton Conversion Field could also turn a body into a skeleton, and he could then summon more skeletons.

Moreover, he had a hundredfold amplification, by which he could summon a large group at a time. Isn’t it better than creating one by Nelson’s method?

As Nelson walked with Fang Hao, he began to explain.

“The Skeleton Conversion Field would degrade the original orc into a maximum of 8th-tiered skeleton soldier. However, the ceremony would allow us to retain the original strength and wisdom of the body.”

Nelson did not exhibit any impatience with Fang Hao’s lack of knowledge.

The Skeleton Conversion Field was just a blue special building.

The converted body not only dropped in strength but also had a maximum limit.

A level one Skeleton Conversion Field had a maximum limit of the 8th-tiered soldier.

No matter how strong the hero was, once it entered the conversion field, it would follow the basic conversion principles, and would become an 8th-tiered soldier at the very flag_representation, and its skills would also disappear.

In this flag_representation, it was indeed a bit wasteful to throw the hero into the conversion field.

“Wait here for a moment. I’ll be right back,” Fang Hao told Nelson and deactivated his God’s Presence state.

Then,

He walked out of the Lord’s cabin.

“You mean to say, if I hand this body to you, you can retain its original rank and abilities, and it will also have normal wisdom, right?” Fang Hao asked while sitting on the bench.

Sitting down on a chair, Nelson said, “Yes, it’s no different from when it was alive. This is the advantage of the Immortal Clan.”

Lucky him.

Having an elder around is truly like having a treasure.

In the future, the heroes he defeats could all become his own heroes.

Won’t he have more and more heroes then?

No wonder the Immortal Undead has a bad reputation on the continent.

The heroes that died now become the heroes of the Undead Clan.

You tell me, isn’t that annoying?

Fang Hao thought about it hard for a while and found Nelson’s idea to have no downsides.

So he nodded and agreed, “Fine, then let’s leave it to you.”

“Yes, my Lord, rest assured, five days later, I will present the new undead hero to you,” Nelson said.

“Alright, thank you, Scholar.”

Nelson nodded slightly and returned to the Viscera Museum.

Fang Hao returned to his cabin.

While Eira was preparing dinner, Fang Hao ran three laps around his territory.

Throughout the day, he only exercised in the morning and evening. The rest of the time, he was in the state of God’s Presence and barely moved himself. His muscles were about to atrophy from the lack of movement.

After dinner, he returned to his room to rest.

The next day, early in the morning.

As the first ray of sunlight entered the room, Fang Hao sat up in bed.

Pushing open the lattice window, he breathed in the fresh morning air.

He stretched himself to the max, activating his body.

He opened the door and went downstairs.

Eira was still waking up earlier than Fang Hao, and was currently humming a tune while cleaning the hall on the first floor.

Seeing Fang Hao coming down, she quickly said, “Master, you’re up. I have prepared fresh water for you to wash your face!”

Fang Hao shook his head, “I can wash my face myself, you prepare breakfast. We’re going to deliver the goods to Manim Market today.”

Today was the day of his appointment with the Bronze Bull.

He needed to deliver 3,000 axes to him.

“Oh, okay.” Eira responded and put down her tools to prepare breakfast..