Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 242 Sea Alliance Grand Recruitment

Chapter 242: Chapter 242 Sea Alliance Grand Recruitment

Specific tasks should be handled by professionals, and here, Rory is the most professional.

Therefore, Fang Hao couldn’t possibly manage the specifics; he was just developing Quisha Island. Rory, as a native of the area, had a far greater advantage than any outsiders.

Similarly, Fang Jie directly issued a notice, recruiting Earth natives over there.

After all, as long as it wasn’t directly to his Main Territory, Fang Jie could tolerate those compatriots with various intentions on other territories. He believed that as long as he provided a platform for them, they could create significant value for him.

"My god, Fang Jie has finally spoken. It’s been a long time since I saw a statement from him."

"Boss, I’ve been searching so hard for you. Are you missing any accessories?"

"Shut up, everyone. Your chatter is so annoying that I can’t keep reading. Is this a recruitment message for the Sea Alliance? Quisha Island? I think I remember that place."

Although all appearing in the Sea Alliance, not everyone knew every piece of information.

After all, the world was still in a very special situation, where the flow of information wasn’t smooth. Many people couldn’t completely understand their surroundings.

Even lords who had not given up their status had to disguise themselves as ordinary people in public for fear of being recognized as a lord.

The outside natives were not all well-intentioned toward these lords; there were more with malice.

"The Sea Alliance, huh? I happen to be here, but I have a Territory. How does the boss want to cooperate?"

"Talking about cooperation already? It would be good enough to be able to join. Do you think you’re that amazing? Boss, I’m also a lord. Take me under your wing."

All kinds of comments started to pop up with the appearance of Fang Jie. Fang Jie chuckled. It seems his reputation was still very high, being able to stir up so many people at once.

After thinking it over, Fang Jie then said, "I’m currently sending people to build the Peaceful Material Trading House there. Those who are interested can join directly, and later I will give you a spot as a regional agent."

An agent; this certainly sounded better than a direct subordinate, and was much more acceptable to people.

If they were to join him directly as subordinates, many would feel very unpleasant about it. After all, the education on Earth made them less receptive to such ideas.

But presented in a different way, using different terms, becoming an agent was entirely different.

Over there, becoming an agent was incredibly popular, and many were eager for it.

Following that, Qin Lan explained some of the details from her side, and everyone understood. Then they became even more excited—this was a chance to change their fate.

Especially for those lords with their own territories.

If they could join this and receive many benefits, they could develop and strengthen their territories.

As for the future, they would worry about it later. For now, they needed to grow strong to have the right to choose.

Fang Jie and Qin Lan also did not hide their intentions. After all, a Gold-level Material Warehouse might be powerful, but it wouldn’t disrupt the balance. What natives of this world valued most were always military power and the Resources for producing troops.

They didn’t yet see the enormous potential in this model, and by the time they realized it, it would be unstoppable.

Moreover, it wasn’t that they couldn’t produce a Gold-level Material Warehouse themselves, though it was very hard.

Just look at the number of Troop Upgrade Cards Fang Jie had acquired, and how many common building upgrade cards he had collected. Upgrading ordinary buildings was much more difficult than upgrading troop buildings.

For natives to acquire such things was beyond their imagination.

"I didn’t expect a Gold-level Material Warehouse to have such capabilities. It would be great if I had one too."

"Don’t even think about it. If you had one, you’d be finished by now. Do you have the troops to protect yourself?"

"Exactly, how much military strength does Fang Jie have? He has Gold-level troops; we are nowhere near his level." The comments from these people made Fang Jie blush.

"Alright, everyone stop flattering me. Anyway, that’s the story. Those who want to join should do so quickly."

"Hold on, boss. If in the future your Territory expands to cover ours, how should we choose?" Suddenly, the entire discussion area went quiet. This wasn’t an impossibility.

Fang Jie thought for a moment, then carefully said, "Stick to our rules, and you can stay put, maintaining your independence, or you can join us. Alternatively, once you reach the town level, you can transfer."

After reaching town level, the first transfer is free, but every transfer afterward costs a lot.

The key is that with each transfer, only the Lord Mansion remains, turning into the Lord’s Cottage. Although the blueprints and other records are retained and there’s no need to go through trial wars again, it’s practically starting from scratch.

Transferring territories, the losses were just too great, not to mention the uncertainty of what lay ahead.

But Fang Jie had given them an out, which mentally made everyone feel much more comfortable.

As for the specifics, Fang Jie didn’t say, after all, it was a spur-of-the-moment idea. He planned to think it over later and discuss it with Qin Lan. Having said this, Fang Jie left other matters for Qin Lan to explain.

Qin Lan was speechless, suddenly bombarded with work and trouble.

But as an employee, sometimes cleaning up after the boss was part of the job.

"Master, it’s time for dinner," a charming voice came from the door, where Anfei stood. Anfei still retained a bit of her former icy demeanor, but she was now more flirtatious, exuding a unique kind of allure.

Fang Jie smiled, "Just leave the food over there for now; let’s exercise a bit before we eat."

"Ah, Master, what are you doing now..."

Before Anfei could finish speaking, Fang Jie pulled her inside. Eventually, half with reluctance and half with willingness, things proceeded consensually.

A good while later, Fang Jie finally came out. The food had been reheated once, so it wasn’t cold. Lu Qi’er pouted next to them, frustrated at having to wait for so long.

Not having the decency to invite her to play, how maddening. Lu Qi’er felt aggrieved.

Fang Jie felt a bit speechless upon seeing this; these two little vixens were too good at stirring emotions, always making him unable to resist. No, this couldn’t go on; he would be ruined at this rate. His time spent on Cultivation had decreased these past few days, so he absolutely had to change this.

Next, he would go out and upgrade the grave. He had come back just for this and couldn’t delay it any longer.