Global Lord: My Undead Can Undergo Fission
Chapter 442: Meeting with Horul

Chapter 442: Chapter 442: Meeting with Horul

"First, sign a contract with me," Fang Jie said, "then you will come to my side. I have some questions for you."

Although several people were somewhat reluctant in their hearts, they had to sign begrudgingly in the end. They still carried their Soul Contracts with them. Many things were packed for the relocation; they lacked nothing.

Especially these precious supplies—who knew when they could be of use.

Now, they were being used, albeit on themselves.

After the contract was signed, Fang Ji felt much more at ease. After all, before the contract, what if they attacked him? Essentially, he was just a human of silver rank.

Even if defenses were impeccable, there could still be oversights.

One careless moment could mean real death.

Afterwards, Fang Jie had Horul brought over and started the relocation of those humans to the south. And as for some lands in the north—though also his now—the north had nearly been destroyed by those undead.

If the population wasn’t relocated, the remaining people would struggle to survive there.

The rampant plagues and contaminated lands could not guarantee their livelihood.

Thinking it over, Fang Jie spoke, "Take a batch of Plague Healing Potions to the north; I think the people there desperately need it." Suddenly having such an increase in population gave Fang Jie a headache.

Humans and the undead were not the same; sustaining these humans would be very troublesome.

"Lord, Horul has arrived."

Fang Jie nodded, "Then let him come." This place was Fang Jie’s temporary residence, but even as a temporary site with the aid of Skeleton Labor, it resembled a palace.

At the very least, it was much more luxurious and imposing than the palaces of the human kings of this world.

No matter how populous or strong, the environment remained hazardous. In such conditions, kings and nobles could not afford to indulge excessively.

"Lord," Horul bowed upon arrival and his loyalty began to skyrocket.

It seemed that being a human, I was held in higher regard by him, Fang Jie thought to himself.

"I called you here to ask some questions. I want to know the situation with those undead in the north." Now that Horul was his subordinate, Fang Jie went straight to the point without any pleasantries.

After some thought, Horul said, "The situation with the undead in the north is not very clear to us as they don’t communicate with us at all. On sight, it’s always a fight to the death, so even Scouts find it hard to get close."

"But their recent hunts have revealed some things to us."

This wasn’t proactive scouting—it was due to their slaughter that discoveries were made. To think about it, it was quite shameful. What to do in the days to come, Horul was also unsure.

Humans could barely survive in this world, and now they were dependent on others.

Even though Fang Jie was also a human, he was, after all, a part of the Undead Camp.

Perhaps, I should find some people to join the Undead Camp or even form marital alliances? Marriages were undoubtedly the best tactic for alliance-building and currying favor—Horul naturally thought of this.

But seeing no other human females around Fang Jie, he thought it over whether it was feasible.

Fang Jie had no idea what Horul was thinking, and continued to inquire.

"Then, what about their troop composition and the High Level experts?"

Horul spoke of the undead’s troop composition; unsurprisingly, it was similar to what Fang Jie had previously observed—still the aerial forces, just in potentially higher numbers.

Due to the strength of the human Kingdoms, it was impossible to see everything.

While the undead’s ground forces were somewhat weaker, they certainly had no shortage of Gold rank troops.

Especially some zombies capable of spreading the plague; they were a real headache for living creatures. Humans, in their fight against the plague, mostly relied on external remedies, as their innate resistance was insufficient.

"As for the experts, we estimate there to be five to seven Ghost Assassins. For other Legendary Experts, there are at least forty, maybe more, but we don’t know for sure."

It was unknown, but there were likely even more.

To think that they had so many Legendary Assassins, capable of hiding so well, Fang Jie decided to keep his Ghost Mage’s Barrier up for protection at all times.

Not knowing would have been one thing, but knowing and not protecting oneself would be foolishness indeed.

As for the number of enemy Legends, Fang Jie was not so worried. Although it was estimated there might be over forty, Fang Jie also had no shortage of Legends, now numbering over forty as well.

Indeed, it was that extravagant. Recently, many under his command had acquired Legend Certificates.

With a larger number, Fang Jie had become less precious with them.

Previously, individuals with the Legend Certificate underwent lengthy training before facing their trials, with a success rate over 70%.

Now, those directly attempting the trials had less than a 50% chance of success.

Though training improved the success rate nearly twofold, there was no time to spare. Fang Jie urgently needed more combat power, hence the waste.

But this wastefulness also allowed for a rapid expansion of Legends in his ranks.

Soon enough, his Legends would surpass those of the enemy. Of course, if the enemy utilized the same method, their Legends might also grow rapidly.

Fang Jie’s power and foundation were still lacking; otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed such methods.

After learning a bit more, Fang Jie finally said, "Alright, I’ve got a fairly clear picture now. Go join the others in tallying numbers and inventorying resources; they’ll instruct you on what to do."

Horul understood he was dismissed, though still wanting to say something, he knew it wasn’t the time.

"You don’t take issue with my methods, do you?" Fang Jie asked.

From the shadows, a figure emerged: "Dare not." It was Kodier, who had been in the room from the start but had not revealed himself.