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In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Having left Little White in charge of the shop, Fang Hao returned to his territory with Anjia.

As soon as they dismounted, Doujin approached.

He said, “Sir, here are the blueprints obtained this morning. The Warfire Coins have been handed over to Miss Eira.”

Doujin handed over two blueprints.

They were the blueprint for the manufacture of “White Steel Plate” rewarded from the order, and the blueprint for the “White Steel Handgun” obtained from the order he placed.

The manufacturing type blueprints are easy to come by.

Orders placed in the morning are filled by the afternoon.

Contrarily, not a single person has given him Undead architectural blueprints in response to his first order.

Fang Hao received them and recorded them in the Book of Lords.

“White Steel Plate: 2 White Steel Ingots.”

White Steel Ingots are required.

Following the model of cast iron production.

White Steel Ingot seems unlikely to be something crafted from a blueprint, but rather, something produced using a furnace.

“White Steel Handgun: 1 White Steel Plate, 2 White Steel Ingots, and 3 Metal Parts.”

(Description: A common weapon for gunmen. Simple manufacturing process makes it suitable for mass production.)

Despite its green-quality, the White Steel Handgun provides Tier A damage.

Such an unprecedented damage, if equipped to Skeleton Archers, could imperatively double their power.

Forming a Skeleton Gunner regiment would not only be formidable, but also very cool.

The material demand isn’t high either, all that’s missing now are White Steel Ingots.

“Doujin, does the Trade Alliance have blueprints to produce White Steel Ingots?” Fang Hao turned to Doujin.

Such universally-used construction, utilized by all races, shouldn’t be hard to get, right?

“Not yet, but I’ll keep an eye out. I’ll buy it directly should such blueprint appear.” Doujin replied.

“Alright.”

Fang Hao, left without other options could only hope the Trade Alliance replenishes the blueprint next time.

Or, if there’s a way to procure White Steel Ingots in nearby human cities, buying the finished product would also work.

Doujin turned and left, while Fang Hao returned to his manor.

Upon returning to his room, and placing the Starfire Wand on the weapon rack, he noticed the Sound-transmitting Shell had logged a new message.

Fang Hao had two shells in his possession.

One was given by the slave trader to notify him of when to buy slaves.

The other Sound-transmitting Shell was reserved by Fang Hao for the Bronze Bull, to inform him whenever there is news from the Skullcrusher Tribe.

The shell that currently held a message was the one that carries the news transmitted by Bronze Bull.

He held the shell up to his ear, and instantly, Bronze Bull’s deep voice carried through.

“Lord, we’ve captured two spies from the Skullcrusher Tribe. We found a map of our layout on them, and they are being sent to the city where Sir Fireblade is stationed.”

The Sound-transmitting Shell could store only limited information. The content was brief.

They’ve captured two spies planted by the Skullcrusher Tribe. He didn’t mention much else.

Fang Hao could only re-don his armor that he had just taken off and leave the manor.

He beckoned Anjia and Black Thorn, mounted the Bone Dragon, and flew over to the city where Fireblade was stationed.

It was about a thirty-minute journey.

The Bone Dragon was already hovering over the city.

This erstwhile human territory had been converted into a temporary fortress.

Undead patrolled densely outside the city day and night. There were countless checkpoints on the road to the main city.

Unless one decided to take a massive roundabout, it would be difficult to bypass the checkpoints and directly attack the main city where Fang Hao resided.

The Bone Dragon landed, and Fireblade and Bronze Bull came forward to pay their respects.

“Lord.”

The city was filled with a multitude of Undead skeletons standing on standby like terracotta warriors, neatly arranged.

On one side, several Tauren warriors were huddled in the corner, guarding something.

Fang Hao dismounted from the Bone Dragon and asked directly, “Where are the spies?”

“Over here, sir, follow me.” Bronze Bull led the way to where the Taurens were standing guard.

In the corner, two mutilated corpses lay openly exposed under the sun.

“My lord, it’s these two.” Bronze Bull pointed out the bodies.

“Dead?”

“Yes. The guards found them drawing a map. There was a fight when we tried to capture them, so they were killed,” Bronze Bull explained.

He wanted to capture them alive, but they had entered a state of Blood Rage, and since they were in the Manim Market, they had to be killed for safety reasons.

So now, the best they could do was to gather as much information as possible.

“Where is the map you mentioned?” Fang Hao continued to inquire.

“Here it is.” Bronze Bull brought out a map.

The map crudely marked the Manim Market, the location of the Fireblade’s base city, and some checkpoints around it.

Though rudimentary, the positions of each checkpoint were quite detailed.

It was clear that these two had been investigating the area for some time.

Bronze Bull was also feeling somewhat apprehensive.

Fang Hao had instructed him to dispatch people to spy on the Skullcrusher Tribe.

But instead of gaining information about the Skullcrushers, they had caught spies lurking in Manim who had detailed maps.

If these were the spies they had caught, who could guarantee that there weren’t others?

He was afraid that Fang Hao would blame him and that it would impact the interests of the Tauren Tribe.

In recent times, the Tauren Tribe had received significant support from Fang Hao – various weapons, city infrastructure, the roads had all been paved with stone slabs.

Even if it rained, they didn’t need to worry about muddy roads anymore.

The Manim Market had improved considerably from before, and this improvement would continue as long as Fang Hao was willing to support them.

“My Lord, I am responsible for this, I…” Bronze Bull began to speak.

“We will discuss your matter later.”

Fang Hao put away the map and called out softly, “Black Thorn.”

Black Thorn, the newly joined skeleton hero, who had been following behind

Fang Hao, stepped forward, “My Lord.”

He was dressed in a suit of metal plate armor, with a black iron knight’s sword around his waist.

Both Bronze Bull and Fireblade took a closer look as they had never seen him before.

“Interrogate them. Ask about the plans of the Skullcrushers, their troop strength, and the like.” Fang Hao continued.

“Yes, my lord.”

After Black Thorn completed his statement, he began to draw strange runes around one of the bodies.

The Tauren showed expressions of uncertainty.

When Fang Hao said ‘interrogate’, did he mean to interrogate the corpse?

How could one interrogate a dead man?

Soon, Black Thorn completed the rune drawing, “My Lord, I am ready, I need the blood of two warcrafts.”

Fang Hao nodded, “Bronze Bull, arrange it.”

“Yes, my lord.” Bronze Bull agreed and gave the order to his subordinates.

Soon, two unicorns were brought over.

In front of the runes, the throat of the unicorn was slit with a sword, and the fresh blood flowed along the runes, merging into the first body.

Whoo!

The dead body sat up instantly, sitting in place with a somewhat vacant look.

Whoosh!!!

The surrounding Tauren retreated several steps in an instant, looking at the suddenly sitting body with some fear.

“Where is this, who are you?” The revived orc asked with bewilderment.

“You are already dead, nowyou need to answer my questions.”

“Alright.” The orc replied stiffly.

“How many spies has the Skullcrusher tribe deployed?”

“I don’t know, I only know about the two of us.”

“What other plans does the Skullcrusher have against the undead?” Black Thorn stared into the orc’s eyes and asked quickly.

“The Great Chief has contacted the Troll Tribe, planning to join the Troll Tribe and….”

Bang!

The next instant, the body exploded, splattering blood and flesh everywhere.

Fang Hao’s expression turned serious, “Bring another two unicorns over.”