Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 909 - 580, Attacking the Great Cemetery

Chapter 909: Chapter 580, Attacking the Great Cemetery

Nomination to the Upper House?

The decision, once announced, instantaneously sent the entire place into an uproar.

The arrangement of upper and lower members has persisted in the Federation of Hundred Cities for a century.

Over time, the Upper House’s powers increasingly grew while the Lower House gradually became an implementing body.

Major decisions were made by the Upper House before being communicated to the Lower House.

And now, Dordy proclaimed that anyone who could resolve the current Federation dilemma, or propose a solution, could be nominated by the Upper House.

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The implication was clear: it allowed such a person to become a member of the Upper House.

This was an aspiration for every City Lord member, a difference akin to a commoner becoming a noble.

After a brief discussion, everyone slowly calmed down.

The Hall of Justice and the Church, holding all power within the Federation, were unable to resolve it.

So where could others possibly find the capability?

It was simply a reluctant acceptance of a stroke of luck.

After Dordy finished speaking, he continued, “Alright, go back and rest everyone. If you have any strategies for resolution, inform me at any time.”

The council members rose and left the council hall.

Today’s meeting information and contents were then conveyed back to their respective cities through various methods after the conclusion.

All City Lords, because of the nomination to the Upper House, were both surprised and yearning.

And many more of the powerful began to transfer their wealth and contact connections after returning.

They clearly held no hope for the Federation to pull through.

They sought fallback plans through various means.

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The next day.

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The grand opening of the Fairy Dream Tower, the Number 032 Trade Alliance outlet, went ahead as planned.

Cosmetics on the first floor, dresses and Hanfu on the second, various jewelry on the third.

Although Li Rong did not attend,

she still remotely directed her subordinates to organize the work.

Clerks in the store demonstrated and explained to the natives.

At the entrance, rabbit and fox ladies sang and danced, drawing the attention of many.

Fang Hao didn’t pay much attention.

But other transmigrators had already gathered around in several layers.

As transmigrators developed, Trade Alliance shops had become widespread.

They also turned into an important meetup spot for transmigrators.

This led the station from a commercial platform to suddenly transform into a tourist area.

Inns and taverns did booming business.

Several businesses that had been doing poorly started remodeling, turning directly into inns.

The name “Fairy Dream Tower” and the Hanfu on the second floor,

each one was familiar to the people and gave a sense of intimacy.

Spectators took a few photos and sent them out.

A large number of transmigrators came in to watch performances or to look around the shops.

The entire area’s channel, even on the world channel, was discussing the Fairy Dream Tower, with continuous image sharing.

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Elsewhere.

Blood Castle.

Fang Hao and Demitrija appeared from the screen.

The great hall was silent, not a soul in sight.

But outside the castle, there was an abnormal clamor.

Stepping out of Blood Castle, they saw Amanda and Rolana, not far off, quietly chatting about something.

The two also noticed Fang Hao approaching.

“How’s it going?” Fang Hao asked.

Amanda replied, “No problems, just waiting to sign the treaty with the Federation.”

“Hmm, wait a bit more. Those at the Federation have been calling meetings these past few days; it’s not quite their most desperate time yet,” Fang Hao said.

Amanda nodded in understanding.

Rolana also asked, “The people you’re transferring here, when will they arrive?”

“They should be on their way, they’ll probably arrive by the afternoon.”

Crescent Heights were a considerable distance from Pruell City.

Even more so from Fang Hao’s main city.

Even by riding a Bone Dragon, it took about a day and a night to travel the distance.

Fang Hao asked Rolana, “Find an empty city nearby. I want to convert it into an Undead city.”

Rolana’s big eyes glanced at him before saying, “There is one, let’s go, I’ll take you there.”

The group mounted their horses and headed out of the city.

This was a castle of the ‘Twilight Reveler.’

Though not large, it also qualified as a small city.

Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords to check, and the buildings in front of him were ready to convert.

[Do you wish to convert the original castle ‘Banquet Castle’?]

Yes!

[Please select a faction for the city conversion[Human Camp][Undead Camp].]

Undead Camp.

A flash of light enveloped the whole city.

[Conversion complete!]

[Countdown to the next conversion of Banquet Castle: 29 days, 59 hours…]

The ability to convert had a cooldown, meaning that this city could not be switched again within a month.

The light dissipated.

The attributes of Banquet Castle, previously an 8th-level Blood Clan affiliated castle, were now those of an 8th-level Undead affiliated castle.

Fang Hao went to an open space and began constructing a Skeleton Transformation Field, Burial Grounds, Archery Range, Undead Mage Tower, Bound Spirit Tower, and other various military buildings in succession.

The entire city was shrouded in beams of light.

Structures formed slowly within these illuminations.

Fang Hao asked, “Check what troops you need, so I can recruit them for you.”

Amanda replied, “We require 50,000 Bound Spirit Guardians, and 10,000 engineers to control the machinery; the rest of the recruitment isn’t urgent.”

The original forces of Blood Castle amounted to around two million.

And what Amanda needed were specialized functional troops.

Bound Spirit Guardians, possessing souls, served the role of messengers within the army.

Otherwise, commands could hardly reach the sheer number of common Skeletons.

And using a large number of living creature troops would slow down the army’s progress.