Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead - Chapter 138:

Chapter 138: Chapter 138, Mandatory Task Appears 1

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Throughout this tune, he had been consumed with worry about the Skullcrusher Tribe, and completely forgot about the seven-day compulsory task. ’

Now that the system prompt showed up, it confirmed that his third seven-day compulsory task had arrived.

[Congratulations, you have survived for 20 days.]

[In ten hours, all surviving Lord’s territories will enter the compulsory task ‘Demon Rat Invasion’, during which all territories will be attacked by the Demon Rat army.]

[Demon Rat Invasion: Land productivity decreases by 20%, food spoilage increases by 20%, disease infection rate increases by 50%.]

[After the task ends, the compulsory mission will be canceled, and random public mission will start.]

[Wish you good luck…]

Fang Hao’s heart skipped a beat.

If the Demon Rat invasion and the Skullcrusher tribe both struck at once, how would he handle it?

Just as his heartbeat accelerated with anxiety, the system prompt chimed again.

[Mission change.]

Phew!

Fang Hao let out a deep breath.

It’s changed, it’s changed.

If it hadn’t, he’d be done for.

[Mission change.]

[In view of the specific circumstances of your territory, the compulsory task has been changed to [Skull-Breaker Hammer], the original task has been canceled.]

[Skull Breaker Hammer: Orc army marching speed increased by 35%, attack power increased by 10%.]

[Mission description: The Skullcrusher tribe has organized an orc army of 300,000 to launch an attack on your territory, codenamed Skull-Breaker Hammer.]

[After the task ends, the compulsory mission will be canceled, and random public missions will start.]

[Wish you good luck…]

Darn it!

What the heck!

If you dare, confront me face to face. What does it mean to boost their abilities? Snap!

In a fit of anger, Fang Hao slapped the thigh of a rabbit girl sitting next to him.

A startled cry rose in the air.

“Ay! Sorry, I got carried away there.”

A red palm print appeared on her fair thigh, and Fang Hao apologized somewhat uncomfortably.

The rabbit girl blushed, stuttering, “That’s OK… If Master likes it, it doesn’t really hurt.”

“Ah, no rush…” Fang Hao said awkwardly.

Ding!

At this moment, the Book of Lords suddenly chimed.

When he opened it to check, he found that many people were mentioning him.

“@Fang Hao, I want to order some weapons from you.”

“I want to buy some armors, and Rejuvenation Springs.”

Fang Hao had hacked Li Teng to death and posted the pictures in the regional channel.

Everyone started to be more cautious when speaking with Fang Hao, no longer as casual as before.

Who knew if one day their territory would be exposed by some random task, and get wiped out by enemies with soldiers and horses.

After looking at the messages, Fang Hao replied, “I’m in the wilderness I’ll go back and make them for you. This is the last compulsory task, everyone, fight to survive and support each other if you are nearby.”

There was a slight pause in the channel, then message after message popped

“Damn! I’m getting teary-eyed all of a sudden.”

“Honestly, from the very beginning, when Brother Fang Hao started selling food, weapons, and then later, Rejuvenation Springs, most of the people in the channel who managed to survive received help from Brother Fang Hao in some way.”

“Brother is right, this is the last compulsory task, everyone has to survive. My territory has a tier-three troop, if I can finish the battle early, I’ll support anyone who sends up a smoke signal.”

“I have more troops, if anyone needs help, you can send up a signal smoke.”

People need a leader.

A leader with prestige and authority.

Many who were doing well started to speak, expressing their intentions to rush

to the aid of nearby territories if they win their battles.

Fang Hao saw the messages and let out a faint smile, comfortably shifting his position he said, “Though I’m in the City of the Undead, my heart is still blazing hot.”

Pretty soon, the team caught sight of the city ahead.

Night.

The Skullcrusher tribe’s army, after a strenuous march, was finally closing in on their target.

As night fell, the army began to set up camp and start fires for cooking.

Even the sturdy Orcs felt drained after such a high-intensity march.

But the results were evident, they made good time.

Orc tents were pitched, people started to cook, stewing carried raw meat, while others used this time to lay down and rest.

After having their fill, the camp was filled with snoring sounds.

It sounded like a large construction site, the noise was ear-piercing.

Inside the commander’s tent, Amiri, dressed in bright silver beast armor, was looking at the scout’s intelligence map.

According to the route, they should reach the City of the Undead by tomorrow,

take the treasure from them, and present it to the Great Chief.

By then, his status would also be elevated and he would ascend to a higher position.

Tramp, tramp, tramp!!

Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the tent. Amiri’s face turned stern, his hand reaching for his sword.

“Who is it?” The Orc guard asked.

“It’s me, I have something to report to the commander.”

“Let him in.” Said Amiri.

He recognized the voice, it was one of his subordinates.

An orc strode in, panting heavily he said, “Commander, it’s bad news. The accompanying Gnoll is dead in his tent.”

Amiri’s expression immediately turned serious. Killing a Beast Clan hero in the camp was a grave matter.

Aside from the danger he himself might be in, if this got out the morale of the army could possibly take a hit.

“Gather the guards and go to see.” Amiri said in a grave voice.

With a group of men, he rushed towards the tent where the Gnoll was residing.

The Gnoll was not a member of the Skullcrusher Tribe, but a hero arranged by Great Chief Shah to accompany the army on the journey before they set off.

Despite his low racial status, as a hero he was capable of fighting.

The Gnoll rarely interacted with them, silently following the team.

But his sudden death made Amiri nervous.

Could there really be an assassin in the camp?

If an assassin managed to silently kill a hero, wouldn’t he also be in danger?

Soon, they arrived at the Gnoll’s tent.

“Take down the tent to avoid any danger inside.”

The temporary tent was not sturdy, two orcs stepped forward, and with a few tugs, they tore it down, revealing the black shape of the Gnoll’s body lying on the ground.

Now the Gnoll was far from what he originally looked like.

His fur had fallen off, his bare skin looked like it had been poured with molten iron, it was gray and swollen.

He didn’t look just recently dead, but like a body that has been dead for several days.

“Lord, this…” The remaining orcs also saw the clues.

They belonged to professional military personnel. They dealt with the dead frequently in their battles.

A person’s body will undergo various changes if it has been dead for a long time. 6

Although they didn’t understand the reasoning, they could guess approximately when the death occurred.

Amiri wore a solemn expression, looking at the body on the ground.

“Since we can’t figure it out, let him tell us..”