Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 151: The Sextuplet Vampires

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: The Sextuplet Vampires

"Even siblings can’t be fully trusted," Fang Jie mused coldly to himself after sending the others away, recalling Qin Lan’s words. He had to admit there was nothing wrong with them.

He had seen far too many examples of families with divided loyalties, let alone among the billions of people.

"Forget it, why should I care so much? As long as I control my own power, that’s enough."

Fang Jie didn’t bother with those matters. After giving out his orders, he once again focused all his attention on his cultivation. After all, developing his territory was essentially just a matter of using Undead Splitting on his own Undead.

At a certain scale, due to the limited number of corpses, he couldn’t continue to create a large number of Undead. Now when Splitting Undead, Fang Jie accumulated them to a certain extent before handling them all at once.

What else could he do with so much spare time and no entertainment but to study?

Several more days passed, and with the Heavy Transport Ships, the speed of transportation had increased significantly.

Moreover, these ships didn’t attract much attention on the water. The number of Fishman Ghosts underwater gradually increased, and together with the Sargassum Ghost Ship, they continually expanded the territory under Fang Jie’s control.

However, on this day, the figure of Mobs appeared before Fang Jie, bringing a letter from Fang Hao.

"The development is good; I never expected your growth to be this fast," Fang Jie said, looking at Mobs with satisfaction.

With all the blood transfusions and the final strength of the Golden Sea Beast, Mobs had actually reached the middle to late stages of the Golden Level.

Unfortunately, this level had reached the peak of Mobs’s innate potential, meaning further improvement was basically impossible.

Moreover, since Mobs was a Blood Servant and not a combat troop, his combat power was even worse. "Just how bad is it? Tell me."

Mobs didn’t mind and spoke directly, "Based on my own judgment, I’m probably no match for a vampire that has just reached the Golden Level." There was no need to hide anything in front of his master.

His job was to report everything clearly so that his master could make informed decisions.

"I see, that is quite weak," Fang Jie hadn’t expected Blood Servants to be so fragile. However, it made sense, considering they weren’t even a troop type. If they were, their strength would be greater.

But compared to native creatures at the same level, even troops were no match in terms of power.

This was because they lacked the flexibility and ingenuity of tactics. Only Hero Units, after prolonged training, could reach the strength of native species at the same level. And with special skills, they might even surpass most of their peers.

"If one isn’t enough, let’s make it six."

With that, Fang Jie used his Talent of Undead Splitting on Mobs.

Indeed, after the creature was originally created in the territory and naturally split into six, Fang Jie did not subject them to Fission again but chose to nurture them first.

Cultivating one at the Golden Level yielded six.

Otherwise, if he had Split them first, he would have had to cultivate all six, consuming six times the resources.

Formerly, once troops were created at a certain level, they remained at that level. Fang Jie couldn’t wait for them to advance to Hero Units before Splitting them as that would be too inefficient, and it was uncertain which ones could break through.

However, Blood Servants were different, as they could be cultivated with either blood or Blood Essence Stones.

In a sense, this was like multiplying his own resources by six, Fang Jie thought to himself.

The Blood Servant before him slowly became ethereal, then gradually began to Split from the middle, and the ethereal clones slowly turned back into solid forms, eventually becoming six Blood Servants.

"Very well, their strength hasn’t diminished, and their skills are all the same. If one can’t win, then surely six can," Fang Jie mused.

"No, even with six of us, we’re probably still no match for those at the same level," Mobs continued.

"Then join the army, and it’s fine if more Silver Level ones are lost. After all, there aren’t many Golden Vampires on the other side," Fang Jie sighed. Couldn’t you say something more encouraging?

But it made sense, after all, these Blood Servants had never learned any of that. Born and sent straight to the battlefield, what could they have learned? They were straightforward, which was typical of the Undead.

"Well, given your current appearance, forget it, you’ll figure it out yourselves. And the names, make them up on your own. You can’t just be called Mobs Number 1, Mobs Number 2, and so on."

Fang Jie had the intention to name them, but the thought of coming up with so many names made him feel weary.

Besides, they all looked like Mobs, as if they were sextuplets, so he lost interest in naming them.

He waved them off before they could decide, "All right, all right, off to the battlefield. Who knows what’s going on at Flower Plateau."

Mobs opened his mouth and then closed it helplessly, signaling to his brothers to leave.

To call them brothers was not quite accurate; they were almost clones of each other. Even their experiences were the same. The only difference was that these separated beings didn’t split off their personalities and consciousness, only certain memories.

These memories, like those acquired from books, had no absolute impact on their being.

As time passed, they would develop their own unique personalities.

And so, the sextuplet Blood Servants appeared on the battlefield. Fang Jie wondered what the faces of the enemies would look like upon seeing them, but that was no longer his concern.

"I better focus on my skills, I feel like they’re going to improve in the next few days."

Fang Jie didn’t pay attention to anything else but devoted himself entirely to the study of his new skills. A few days later, looking at the Skeleton General he had summoned, he was finally satisfied.

The first bronze skill had emerged, and because he had a large number of Bronze Skeleton Generals at his disposal, it was easier to achieve success.

Once the first bronze skill was developed, Fang Jie truly mastered the combat power of the bronze level, making the research of other bronze skills much easier.

It was as if he had broken through some bottleneck, and from then on, everything fell into place seamlessly.

No wonder, when everyone studies high-level skills, they always start with the simplest and most compatible with their own.

"Winter is here," Fang Jie suddenly looked up to see the snowflakes falling from the sky. In an instant, it seemed as though the whole world had changed, everything rapidly turning to white.