Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1123 - 729, Old God Relics Mission

Chapter 1123: Chapter 729, Old God Relics Mission

“Wow, is it really that magical?” A muffled voice came from within the armor said Fang Hao.

It kind of felt like Iron Man’s suit.

Brinston laughed heartily, quite pleased with Fang Hao’s astonished reaction.

“Just ‘not bad’?”

“Great gear and masterful workmanship!” Fang Hao praised loudly.

Brinston’s laugh grew louder and heartier.

Of course, he had heard plenty of flattering comments before.

But compliments like Fang Hao’s, born out of genuine surprise, were way more heartwarming.

The youth of today!

How interesting.

Deactivate the Active Armor.

Whoosh!

The armor quickly retracted, returning to its previous form—a breastplate.

Fang Hao took another careful look at the armor and said, “Master Brinston, with your skills, making it into a bracelet form of Active Armor would be so convenient.”

“Hmph! Do you think I just make whatever I want? And I don’t need you to teach me!” Brinston glared at him.

One second he was all smiles, and suddenly he was a little angry.

Can’t a customer make a suggestion?

So touchy.

Fang Hao didn’t argue and continued to check the other boxes.

Two sets of armor were inside.

[Dragon Scale Armor (Purple)]

[Category: Breastplate]

[Defense: Level 4 Defense]

[Effect: Physical Resistance +25%, Magic Resistance +15%.]

[Set Effect: Physical Resistance +10%, Magic Resistance +5%, Magic Recovery +15%.]

(Description: Armor crafted from special materials by a distinguished Dwarf craftsman.)

A purple set.

Judging by the attributes, it was simply a lower-end version of the Flame Dragon Scale Armor.

Level 4 defense, and the bonuses to attributes were also reduced.

Another point.

This was ordinary equipment, not Active Armor; it was a four-piece set.

When worn, you had to put on the breastplate, battle boots, helmet, and gloves altogether.

But that’s fine, as it was meant for ‘Nisbit’ to wear, and they didn’t need to take their clothes off to rest anyway.

“How about this piece? The craftsmanship of a renowned master isn’t bad either, and it’s something people outside can’t even get,” Brinston continued.

“Yeah, very satisfied,” Fang Hao picked up the equipment casually.

Indeed, it was good, much stronger than the usual purple sets.

He continued, “Next, about my wife’s armor, do we need to take measurements or anything?”

Looking at Rolana who was waiting by his side.

Mentioned suddenly, Rolana felt a little embarrassed and gave him a look.

“You know about taking measurements? You’re pretty knowledgeable,” Brinston commented, then called two Dwarves to take measurements and record the specifications and requirements for her race.

Fang Hao’s own armor prioritized defense and casting spells.

For someone like Rolana, who belonged to the Blood Clan, her gear needed to cater to their particular characteristics, such as life recovery or Bat Wing flight.

Rolana’s undying nature was her absolute advantage.

While they were busy taking her measurements,

Brinston said, “Those White Temptress Demons were inquiring about you recently. Did you mess with them and not pay up or what?”

The Fire Hammer Shop and the Succubus cottage were just down the street from each other.

There was a distance, but they were neighbors.

They knew each other a bit.

It seemed the White Temptress Demons had come here to inquire about something, which Brinston noticed.

“What did they want to know about me? I haven’t had much contact with them!” said Fang Hao.

Brinston thought for a moment, then replied, “Well, it seems like they were asking about your purpose for being here, your name, your likes and stuff. It feels more like they’re interested in you. Those Succubi are very open, you lucky guy.”

Fang Hao frowned.

He had eaten at the Succubus’ cottage and sold some Demon materials to the shopkeeper there.

Other than that, there hadn’t been much contact. Why were they secretly inquiring about him?

And the things they asked about didn’t seem malicious.

All trivial matters.

Looking at Brinston and Rolana, who were both watching him, Fang Hao laughed and said, “Haha, true, it’s not easy finding someone as stellar as me.”

Pfft!

“You little…” Brinston nearly spat out his drink.

Fang Hao continued, “When will my wife’s armor be ready? She’s quite frail and needs some protection.”

“We haven’t even started!” Brinston glared at him.

And that Blood Clan woman didn’t look frail at all.

Once they finished taking Rolana’s measurements, Brinston straightforwardly said, “That’s enough, you can go now. When it’s ready, I’ll notify you like I did today; no need to come over all the time.”

“Alright then, thank you for your efforts, Master!” Fang Hao didn’t linger and left the backyard with Rolana.

He also stored the Flame Dragon Scale Armor he was wearing.

Even though there were quite a few people wearing armor in the Trade Alliance quarters,

Armor made of Dragon Scales still required some discretion.

Being too ostentatious would only bring trouble.

…

After leaving the Fire Hammer Shop,

They saw Wadey and a woman clothed in Undead garments, still chatting by the roadside.

Seeing Fang Hao and his companion leaving, they quickly approached.

“Mr. Fu Lei, you’re out!” Wadey said.

“Yeah, how come, haven’t those Dwarves made your gear yet?” asked Fang Hao curiously.

If the Dwarves truly didn’t make the gear for the two of them, or their materials didn’t meet the standard,

Fang Hao really couldn’t do much.

After all, they only had a brief acquaintance; they weren’t close enough to warrant his intervention.

He wouldn’t forcefully take a stand for them.

“No,” Wadey hurriedly shook his head and explained, “I told them you wouldn’t mind, but ‘Ms. Cleolando’ would still like to thank you personally.”

The woman bowed deeply, full of gratitude, and said, “Thank you, Mr. Fu Lei, for your help. If there’s anything you need in the future, just let me know.”

Fang Hao took a careful look at her, noticing her outstanding appearance and demeanor.

Of course, those who could make it to the headquarters of the Trade Alliance were all among the best of the transmigrators.

“No need for thanks, it was just a small effort,” Fang Hao replied with a smile. “By the way, are you from the Undead region?”

“Yes, in the Desert of Death. It’s quite a harsh environment there; life is somewhat more difficult,” the woman answered softly.

The Desert of Death should be the same place as the Undead Desert mentioned by Amanda before.

It was the traditional territory of the Undead Clan, not a civilization blended with the human kingdoms and the undead, like Amanda.

“Yes, now that the world channel is open, you can trade for anything you need to make up for the disadvantages of different areas.”

The four of them chatted as they walked towards the Teleportation Array.

“Yes, the world channel has made our lives a bit better,” the woman agreed without denial.

“Did you acquire some good materials? Looking for a master craftsman to make equipment?” Fang Hao continued to inquire.

The woman shook her head, slightly embarrassed, “My territory is within the domain of the Undead Mage ‘Bequil.’ I came looking for the master craftsmen here to make a decent item.”

Ah, a gift.

No wonder she was so dedicated.

With such a respectful appearance, this Undead Mage must also be a hero of no low level.

As they talked and walked, they arrived at the Teleportation Array.

Fang Hao did not have plans to stay much longer, saying, “We can chat more some other time, I have some matters to attend to.”

After saying that, Fang Hao, followed by Rolana, disappeared in the glow of the Teleportation Array.

Wadey and Cleolando stood in front of the glow.

“Ah, still didn’t have the courage to ask to add him as a friend,” Cleolando sighed.

Wadey laughed, “Forget it, he wouldn’t have accepted.”

He had met Fang Hao several times before, yet they hadn’t become friends.

It was clear that Fang Hao was intentionally concealing his name, otherwise, he would not have used the false name Fu Lei.

“Because he is number one in the world?”

Wadey’s eyes widened suddenly, somewhat incredulous, “How did you know?”

Cleolando smiled slightly, “I wasn’t sure at first, but seeing your reaction confirms it.”

“You’ve gone too far, I’ve helped you so much.”

“Alright, I’ll treat you to a meal at the Succubus Cottage, a proper feast.”

“That’s more like it.”

…

Leaving the headquarters of the Trade Alliance.

Fang Hao did not return to the main city but went directly to Eight Peaks Mountain.

After exiting the Teleportation Array, the two followed a guiding Dwarf to the Royal Palace.

“My lord, Miss Rolana,” Bellerga, the leader of Eight Peaks Mountain, promptly addressed them.

After such a long time had passed, everything at Eight Peaks Mountain had gradually returned to normal.

All areas had resumed work and returned to normal life.

Fang Hao nodded, “Let’s go to your place and talk.”

They arrived at the Royal Palace hall, where servants brought roasted tea and pastries.

Once the servants left,

Fang Hao took out the purple set of Dragon Scale Armor, “This is the Dragon Scale set I had custom made by a master craftsman.”

Bellerga frowned as he picked it up to inspect, “This is Dwarf craftsmanship.”

Fang Hao nodded, “Yes, a Dwarf master craftsman. Can you engrave it into a Blueprint here?”

Although it was a bit underhanded,

the work of a master craftsman took too long.

A single set took half a month to produce, and the craftsmen in the shop could not work exclusively for him, as they needed to take care of other orders in the shop.

Therefore, Fang Hao thought of having Bellerga see if it was possible to engrave.

As for the orange suits, due to the limited number of hero Dragon Scales, they would let the Grandmaster craftsmen handle it for now.

After all, the works of a Grandmaster craftsman couldn’t be easily engraved.

Bellerga carefully inspected it again, stroking his beard in thought,

then said, “The highest skilled among us in Eight Peaks Mountain are only ‘Clever Craftsmen,’ but they can try.”

“Let them come over!”

Bellerga gave the order, and soon a few bearded Dwarf craftsmen walked in.

After paying respects, they stood aside, proper and respectful.

“Can you engrave this equipment?” Bellerga pushed the gear forward.

Several craftsmen crowded around to carefully inspect the equipment.

Murmuring amongst themselves,

“So ingeniously made.”

“Such skilled craftsmanship, likely the work of a master craftsman.”

“Yes, this set is a rare piece of fine work.”

Like judges, they began to discuss the work.

When Bellerga asked again, the Dwarves finally looked up again and gave their answer, “The forging technique is quite sophisticated; we need to carefully disassemble and study the equipment. It is very likely that the equipment will be damaged and still not successfully engraved.”

Bellerga explained to Fang Hao and the others on the side.

Forging into equipment was not as simple as sewing together a few materials.

Often, a component was formed after melting several or even dozens of materials onto one another.

Thus, other than the original creator engraving it, it was very difficult for outsiders to engrave a blueprint from the finished product.

After hearing his explanation, Fang Hao nodded, “I’ll leave these two suits of armor with you. Successful engraving will be rewarded, and you will receive focused training from the domain.”

“Yes, my lord, we will do our utmost,” several Dwarf craftsmen replied.

Fang Hao nodded, telling them to take the armor and go down.

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…

Returning to the main city, it was time for dinner.

The family sat together for their evening meal.

Then everyone went about their own business.

Fang Hao lay on the rocking chair in the backyard, peeling dry fruits for the Red General.

After finishing with a few, he planned to go to Lyss City.

Rebecca was becoming increasingly enthusiastic.

Just as he got up, planning to leave,

the system’s voice rang in his ear.

[Lord Quest Initiation!]

[Quest Name: Old God Relics]