The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 175 - 161 [Star Dragon City]

Chapter 175: Chapter 161 [Star Dragon City]

Mining was like a storm that suddenly swept over Lind’s territory, with the Undead fearlessly riding Catastrophe Warhorses to the Starlet mine pits, paying out of pocket to purchase various potions and excavation tools from shops, swallowing all the hardships, single-mindedly for the sake of the territory’s development.

On several occasions, even Miss Brittany felt that Lind was too much; thus, when many of the Undead muttered "Lin Dog" under their breath, she pretended not to hear and just slightly curled the corners of her mouth under the veil.

Indeed, quite dog-like!

Because of Lind’s oppression, not only did the Undead have to work overtime, but she herself was also caught up in frantic spice making. It seemed that Lind saw potential in her after the last time Brittany successfully blocked a plague using spices.

And that day’s experience became the source of countless nights of regret for Brittany ever after.

If she hadn’t insisted on stepping forward, maybe she could still be a carefree Perfumer, leisurely making a bottle or half a bottle of spices each day.

Instead of like now, with a sand clock beside her, the trickling sand like ants gnawing at her heart, the sense of urgency driving Brittany to hasten the potion-making process.

If she didn’t finish making the spices within the set time, Brittany would be cut off from receiving Magic Potion materials, and even the supply of gourmet food would be suspended.

Her homeland was in the Moonlight Kingdom, known for its spices, but the variety of food Brittany ate had not changed much. It wasn’t that it tasted bad, but the homeland’s cuisine excelled at boiling delicate ingredients into a mushy consistency.

After coming to the Rand Kingdom, her menu hadn’t changed much, until Lind brought old Pete over, until old Pete began showcasing one tavern delicacy after another.

Mushy food, really didn’t want to eat that anymore.

Miss Brittany, who had always been without desires, never thought that she would have her Achilles’ heel seized by Lind, especially when she used to think Mico looked so pitiful.

Now she was more pitiful than Mico; at least Lind cherished Mico like a treasure, while she was merely a tool.

Lin Dog! Ahhh!

Come on, join in the cursing.

While cursing, Miss Brittany couldn’t understand the thoughts in the hearts of the Undead.

Main City construction was Lord’s own affair; if you were loyal soldiers like Lance and old Pete, it’d be another story, but you all keep coming up with new curses every day.

She had never seen people work with such desperation, not even slaves who were lashed with whips.

Finally, having finished the spice-making within the allotted time, Brittany heaved a sigh of relief. Lind had given her plenty of time; it was just her habit to procrastinate.

When an exhausted Miss Brittany dragged herself to Lind’s dining table and saw the array of exquisite dishes laid out, her fatigue vanished instantly.

Eat, eat, eat!

After eating, Brittany would recline lazily in her chair, just like a snake, which stays still after a feast.

"We’ll start the construction of Star Dragon City right away. Since everyone is here, I’ll discuss the planning," Lind glanced at the sleepy-eyed Brittany. Her spice-making was very useful, but her personality was too indolent.

Lind was not a particularly overbearing Lord; he didn’t want to make his subordinates uncomfortable with his strong approach, leading them to leave, and this was also related to his foreign origin, with the deep-rooted noble concept of superiority and inferiority being nothing but a decoration to him.

Therefore, he had never pressed Brittany for the Magic Potion recipes that one could obtain through a Perfumer’s career path.

If he could train a group of Perfumers to speed up the industrial process, it would definitely solve the current scarcity of spices.

Let Brittany be the Poster Girl? Poster Girl’s work is even more strenuous; it definitely won’t do. After much thought, he had no choice but to set aside the task of arranging for Brittany.

If one day the allure of gourmet food disappeared, Brittany would surely revert to her old ways.

There weren’t just Lind at the dining table, but also his nine Soldiers, Mico, Brittany, Lance, and others.

He took out a stack of papers.

Yes, a thick stack.

Unfolding them, each one was drawn in great detail, the first being an aerial view of the new Main City.

The second, a structural diagram.

The third, a division of areas.

The fourth, road planning.

The fifth, sixth, seventh...

Seeing the stacks of blueprints that Lind took out, everyone present fell into a daze without exception.

This did not include Brittany, because she had been zoning out ever since she had eaten her fill.

Hand-drawn PPT, courtesy of the Undead.

Among those who played games, there were many talents.

"The drawing is really good," Lance couldn’t help but exclaim. The antlers on his head bobbed up and down with his nods, putting poor old Pete sitting across from him under a lot of pressure, fearing that he might get poked at any moment.

"However, sir, are you sure you want to build it according to the blueprint?" Lance picked up a piece of paper.

The cathedral.

Lind had Aluna as his devoted NPC, and as one of the first NPCs to follow him, Aluna had always been professional in her work, even if her skirt was flipped by the undead, she had never broken character, so Lind’s new main city construction would certainly have a place for Aluna.

He hadn’t had time to look at every PPT slide in detail; he was too busy with arranging the construction of the main city.

A qualified main city could help him establish his status among the undead, ensuring his identity as an "official NPC."

At the same time, the existence of the main city also meant that he had full control over the area north of Snake Catcher Fortress, comparable to a real-power baron.

Taking the blueprint handed over by Lance, Lind tried to keep a straight face, but he struggled to contain his expression.

This isn’t Notre-Dame de Paris!

After a flurry of rigorous selection, the construction of the new main city finally got underway.

And the undead who had just finished mining were surprised to find... indeed, the ore had nothing to do with the new main city.

The task of building the main city was waiting for them.

Building houses from scratch.

If it weren’t for the generous points Lind had provided this time, the undead would have chosen death over bending to the will of cyber labor again.

Some undead guessed, "Could it be that Lind Dog is releasing a new skin?"

Throughout the game so far, many undead not belonging to Rand Kingdom have also entered the main city. Their experiences were not thrilling or difficult, even smooth sailing.

Yet, since the game launched, besides Lind’s forces, no other factions had released new skins or had any collaborations.

"Stop talking, I’m buying—sob sob sob—"

What else could they do? Who could resist the skins and outfits collabing with other magic works in Magic World? I’ve already created a character face like Harry Potter’s, you have to let me wear the robe or I’d be really uncomfortable.

They could only curse Lind for not being human while working hard to earn points, all for the sake of more new clothes.

Based on Leon City and almost completely rebuilt from the ground up, the new main city rapidly transformed with the concerted efforts of over two hundred undead.

Cement was poured to fill in the city walls, and houses sprang up daily.

The new main city was simply divided into five areas.

The inner city was for the lord’s residence area, Lind’s private residence area, with the old Leon City lord’s hall as the foundation for the refurbished hall, absolutely assuring defensive power.

Even the undead wanting to break in would have to push open the heavy doors and enter from the front.

The military quarter was where the troops were stationed, with more and more NPCs selected and trained to be sent here, as building one’s own army was vital.

The undead, after all, were not so reliable.

The commercial district included the blacksmith shop, the Magic Potion Shop, the mission hall, the tavern, and the tailor shop, segregating various functions into separate stores.

The production line was still based in Prey Town, ensuring a stable supply chain.

Granaries were also being slowly relocated, but it was pretty certain they wouldn’t fully move from west of Red Dragon Foothills.

The residential area, not for NPCs’ housing, but for an area belonging to the undead.

They could spend points to buy land and then build limited-height houses after applying.

Lind’s only responsibility was to provide convenience; after all, the residential area was still a bit too spacious. As long as the undead’s architectural styles weren’t too outrageous, he wouldn’t interfere.

After vigorous construction, Leon Territory became a thing of the past.

A brand-new main city emerged near the Red Dragon Foothills.

[Star Dragon City Update Announcement]

[Update 1: From today, Star Dragon Ridge Outpost is officially promoted to Star Dragon Territory, with the main city located in Star Dragon City]

[Update 2: Star Dragon City is open to all undead, who may freely engage in trade, complete tasks, but please abide by the rules and order of Star Dragon City]

[Update 3: The faction badges will soon be updated, undead can go to Star Dragon City for an exchange, and receive points as compensation]

[Update 4: New clothing has arrived at the tailor shop]