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“Also, the game staff must immediately take action and spread the news that the ghost tower can resist the plague! I want all the feudal lords in the Empire to know about this. I want all the feudal lords to know that Lord Fang Heng can build a mage tower for them for free! The sooner the better!”
“Yes!”
The team seemed to have been reborn. They were once again injected with vitality and moved quickly.
Next was Lord Fang Heng.
Li Xue looked at the big screen.
The information on materials required to construct a Tier 2 mage tower, as well as the current player team’s and Land of Plague’s material reserves, appeared on the screen.
Looking at the materials on the screen, Li Xue frowned.
Based on the current numbers, there would not be a shortage of materials for the construction of the ghost tower in a short period of time.
The gap was in the magic core.
In the Empire, the ghost tower required a large number of magic cores, but the Land of Plague did not have enough.
It was far from enough if it was spread out in large numbers.
Previously, Ed was halfway through the collection of supplies. They did not expect Fang Heng to build the ghost tower throughout the entire Empire, so they did not prepare many magic cores.
Li Xue remembered that the production method of magic cores had always been in the hands of the royal family, and the annual production was extremely limited.
“Gather detailed information about the magic core.”
“Yes!”
…
In a short afternoon, six brand new Tier 2 mage towers were successfully built around the mining area, emitting a dim light.
The plague was completely dispelled.
Lord Chadwick was unusually excited.
Success! It really worked!
He gently pinched the back of his hand, wondering if he was dreaming.
“Lord Fang Heng, the next mage tower will be built in Lord Bohr’s territory. The first batch of construction materials has already been sent over. We’ve already informed the feudal lords near the city that we’ll be borrowing their city’s teleportation channel to go over.”
“Yeah, sure.”
Zhuo Lingfang said respectfully, “Lord Fang Heng, Mr. Ed has an urgent matter to discuss with you. Her Highness Mingyue also hopes that you can return to the Land of Plague when you have time.”
“Mm, alright. Let’s go back first.”
Fang Heng nodded.
Now that there was a slight change in his plan, he was going to go back and communicate with Ed’s team of players. He also wanted to see Qiu Yaokang’s research progress.
Then, he would personally watch the zombie clones build the ghost tower!
Although he could build it by controlling zombies remotely, doing so required a lot of extra time and energy to operate. It was far from being as convenient and fast as directly controlling it mentally at close range.
Lord Bohr followed Fang Heng, afraid that something might happen during the construction of the ghost tower. He suggested, “Lord Fang Heng, I’ll go with you. It’s been a while since I’ve seen Her Highness Mingyue.”
The other feudal lord also chimed in, “Yes, yes, yes. Lord Fang Heng, we haven’t seen Her Highness Mingyue in a long time. We can go and take a look together.”
Fang Heng didn’t have to reject something that would affect the feudal lord’s friendliness. He nodded and said, “Alright.”
Following the teleportation channel, Fang Heng brought everyone back to the Land of Plague.
In the hall of the Land of Plague, Tang Mingyue sat at the top and yawned from time to time.
Ed and several player leaders had been waiting for Fang Heng for a while. His tense nerves gradually relaxed.
They had been observing Fang Heng’s every move remotely through Zhuo Lingfang’s reports.
Hearing that the mage tower had been successfully built and that Tang Mingyue’s reputation had increased significantly, everyone was naturally overjoyed.
Seeing Fang Heng return, everyone stood up to welcome him.
“Lord Fang Heng.”
Tang Mingyue looked at Fang Heng with a hint of resentment in her eyes.
She stayed up all night last night and followed the players and Tang Mo to visit the feudal lords. It took her a long time to talk to two feudal lords, yet Fang Heng had made a huge harvest so easily. Why didn’t he say so earlier?
If she had known that Fang Heng had a plan, why would she have worked so hard? Wasn’t it good to just sleep in the royal family?
Sometimes, when she thought about it, Tang Mingyue wondered if she had been fooled by Fang Heng.
Everything seemed to be within Fang Heng’s plan.
It was clearly agreed that everyone would sneak into the royal treasury together and split the profits fifty-fifty. Why did it seem like everything was arranged by Fang Heng now? Was he deliberately stealing the enlightenment stone and the magic core from the royal treasury to build a mage tower?
“Greetings, Your Highness Mingyue.”
“Uncles, there’s no need to be so polite. Please sit down.”
Tang Mingyue personally stood up to welcome them, putting on a show to earn money. Then, she turned her gaze to Fang Heng and nodded, “I’ve encountered some problems with the materials for the construction of the mage tower. I’ve invited you over to discuss it.”
Hearing that there was trouble with the construction of the ghost tower, the expressions of the feudal lords changed slightly, especially Lord Bohr. His expression was particularly ugly.
No way!
It just so happened that it was his turn and he was already in trouble.
Tang Mingyue noticed the feudal lord’s expressions and asked Fang Heng with her eyes.
“Your Highness, the feudal lords of the Empire are loyal to the royal family. There’s no need to shy away.”
“Yes, I naturally trust you uncles. What we’re going to discuss next is all the internal secrets of the royal family. Please keep it a secret for me.”
Bohr was concerned about the mage tower, so he nodded repeatedly, “Of course, of course. What’s wrong with the ghost tower?”
Tang Mingyue nodded and gestured to Ed, “Please explain the details, Mr. Ed.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Ed took half a step forward and nodded, “Lord Fang Heng, I’ll explain what happens next. As everyone knows, building a mage tower requires a large number of construction materials. We’ve just checked the royal family and various local materials warehouses. We can only build about 27 Tier 2 ghost towers. If we include the resources provided by the various feudal lords, we can build a maximum of 54 Tier 2 ghost towers.”
“Of course, 54 mage towers are far from enough to meet the needs of the various feudal lords. Many feudal lords are willing to provide additional resources to build mage towers, but we can’t do that. The biggest gap we’re facing now is the magic cores.”
Gulp…
Chadwick gulped at the number.
Was this even human?
Fifty-four mage towers?
Wasn’t that enough?
How many mage towers were there in the entire Empire?
Lord Bohr had the same thought when he heard this, but he felt that it was not right after thinking about it carefully.
Too many monks, too little porridge!
The Empire was vast, and there were so many feudal lords. Fifty-four mage towers were really not enough.
Not to mention that despicable Chadwick had swallowed seven mage towers with his entire territory!
As he thought about it, Lord Bohr glared at Chadwick.
Why does your territory need so many mage towers? Is this some kind of seven stars alignment?
“Ahem.”
Lord Bohr was a little anxious. He couldn’t help but cough lightly. He said, “Lord Fang Heng, we agreed to build two mage towers in my territory.”
“Of course. We’ve already agreed that the construction materials have been shipped to your territory. After the discussion is over, I’ll go with you to build the mage tower.”
