Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 222: Arrangements for the Captives

Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Arrangements for the Captives

As Qin Lan left, Fang Jie was ready to see for himself.

But then Fang Jie thought that the loyalty of these Beastmen was, after all, not high, and knowing they were surrounded by the Undead, their thoughts were easy to imagine. If that was the case, he couldn’t easily reveal his identity.

"Send those Minotaurs to Feifeng Town, and as for the White Fox, have them enter the Lord Mansion in the Affiliated Territory in batches."

Fang Jie pondered for a moment and decided not to show himself directly, but had one of his Skeleton Heroes take charge.

Through the connections between Lord Mansions, he could directly see the situation on the other side through images.

"Elder Lord, we wonder when the Lord will see us, and if there is anything we can serve you with," said the White Fox Elder as he stepped forward, trembling but with a flattering expression to the Skeleton Hero before him.

However, this flattery was clearly lost on the Undead, who did not care for such things.

"Let everyone come in, never mind, in batches." Looking at the several hundred White Foxes, having them all come in at once would be too crowded. It’s better to do it separately, in batches.

But these White Foxes all had unpleasant expressions on their faces and were whining.

In their view, falling into the hands of the Undead meant there probably wasn’t a good end in sight.

Compared to that, they might even be better off under the hands of the Humans, at least they could stay alive.

Through the Lord Mansion, Fang Jie also saw the scene on the other side. "Truly worthy of the Fox Clan, no wonder they are so famous in the Human world, truly charming," Fang Jie nodded to himself lightly.

Unconsciously comparing them to Qin Lan in his heart, there were quite a few among the White Fox Clan whose looks could match Qin Lan’s.

There were even one or two who surpassed her, but from the aspect of aura, they were far behind. Holding great authority and these prisoners were clearly not the same thing.

Even among the Beastmen, the Fox Clan only gained status after proving their strength.

Those who had been sent over clearly had no such status. The capable ones had already been killed on the battlefield. One should not expect the Undead to spare an enemy just because they were attractive.

"Listen up, our Lord is magnanimous and plans to select some as Attendants. For the rest, we can give you a habitat, but if you dare to betray..." as he spoke, the Skeleton Hero exuded an aura belonging to a Gold-tier.

Not one of these present White Foxes could reach Gold, and there was only one of Silver-tier.

And they were all Priests, not skilled in direct combat. Feeling this pressure, even their cries weakened.

"They really do look pitiful, but it seems like there aren’t that few males among the Fox Clan. This ratio, at least it’s close to one to two, isn’t it?" It’s not one to one, but that’s not due to lineage issues.

This ratio was because more males died on the battlefield.

In fact, for other Beastmen, these ratios could be even more exaggerated.

Living in a world where war never ceases, the male-to-female ratio within most forces is like this.

The White Fox Elder seemed to understand something: "We don’t know what race our Lord is..."

"Don’t ask too much, the Lord is not someone you can speculate about," Elder Bai Hu was nearly suffocated by the pressure, but his heart was actually pleased.

No wonder they were specially asked to come; it turns out the controller of these Undead was not the Undead.

Although it was not common for Lords to control other races, it was not unheard of. Especially with the influx of new Lords, there were more like this. Although it might not be them, it could also be some of the previous Lords.

This line of thought was unbelievable, but discarding other possibilities, this was the unique answer.

The White Fox Elder had his suspicions but didn’t voice them. So many Beastmen caring for the White Fox Clan meant that their leader had to be one of only a few races.

Elves were impossible, after all, Elves do not like outsiders. So it was most likely Humans or Sub-human races. If so, using their Talents, the chance of survival was not small.

"I get it, I get it, to be Maids for the Lord, I do have some ideas. Those who are married obviously aren’t suitable, I’ll find the unmarried ones," said the old Fox, starting to Command by himself.

It didn’t take long for the female Foxes to step forward.

The Lord had said Attendants, not Maids, but the old Fox realized his arrangement was not opposed by the other side, and he suddenly had even more speculation. Of course, his own predicament did not allow him to talk too much.

Fang Jie was a bit slow to react but eventually caught on.

"Not bad for an old Fox, quite clever, guessed it, did you? It doesn’t matter, as long as my identity is not revealed, at least for now, it’s okay to hide it a bit," Fang Jie was unconcerned.

Faced with so many White Foxes, Fang Jie watched carefully and eventually selected more than thirty.

The rest, he was somewhat reluctant to part with, but now it was already enough to accommodate them in his Territory.

"Just those, bring them here. The rest, send them to the Northern Plateau, give them a habitat there." Sending them to the highlands, where there was vast land and sparse population, there was plenty of space for them to live.

And with the highlands all around, also being Undead Territory, even if they ran, they wouldn’t get far.

At this moment, the White Fox Elder began to ponder as he remembered clearly the appearance of each clan member he had previously sent to be selected.

"Doesn’t like the furrier ones, it seems it’s not the Sub-humans, but Humans. With this aesthetic preference, perhaps the clan could survive normally. With proper management, there is a possibility of thriving."

For the sake of his clan, the old Fox started his traditional skill once more.

For the Foxmen, dealing with Humans was actually easier than dealing with the higher-ups of other Beastmen.

Traditional Beastmen preferred those who were big, hairy and strong, not so much the Fox Clan. Many even preferred those with beastly heads, which gave them more pleasure.

The Fox Clan, if not for some Priestly abilities, would not possibly have a good life among the Beastmen.

Looking at a few other races with aesthetic preferences that match Humans, without strong Combat Talents, their lives were miserable. But having just joined, it was still necessary to be cautious and not be reckless.

And those selected White Fox Clansmen had very ugly expressions.

"Anfei sister, we’re not going to be eaten, are we?" a young-looking little Fox Girl said to the older Fox Girl next to her, her words filled with tension and anxiety.