Chapter 1049: Chapter 658, Fire Hammer Shop

After sending Kukettor away, Fang Hao headed straight for the outskirts of the city.

In a spacious area outside the city, he planned to build a processing factory for Ironized Wood.

Previously, the factories had always been built inside the city.

Because during that period, the area outside the city had not been safe.

With the development and expansion of his territory, the surrounding powers had become subordinate cities.

Thus, the area outside the city became safe.

No one would come to cause trouble at the factory.

At the vacant site,

Fang Hao opened the blueprint.

[Dense Woodworking Factory: Wood 3100, Hard Wood 1500, Stone 1200, Fine Stone Bricks 800, Thick Leather 350, Metal Parts 120, Rich Essence 1.]

Apart from the increase in materials, a rare material, Rich Essence, was also needed.

He confirmed the construction.

The light gradually rose, and the construction time was thirty minutes.

It wasn’t short.

After taking a walk outside and chatting with some frolicking deer, the time had already passed.

[Dense Woodworking Factory]

[Location: ; Workers 0/30]

[Materials: Wood, Wood Enhancer, Hard Wood, Bone Glue, Resin, Charcoal.]

[Production: Hard Wood, Ironized Wood.]

(Description: Through synthetic treatment, the mined wood can be processed into advanced Ironized Wood.)

The Dense Processing Factory, apart from producing Ironized Wood, could also produce Hard Wood.

It could replace the regular factories.

It was considered an upgrade in terms of architecture.

Currently, Hard Wood was still the mainstream material, and the original factories still needed to produce it.

In the later stages, it might be possible to dismantle the regular factories and just keep this kind of Dense Factory.

The required materials were not overly special.

They were either already available in the territory or could be manufactured.

They could be produced directly.

After inspecting the building’s attributes,

Fang Hao had people round up a large number of laborer Skeletons.

Meanwhile, he continued constructing processing factories on a large scale.

The laborer Skeletons that came operated the buildings, beginning production that very night.

If the materials for constructing a level 15 building were ready a day sooner, the Lord’s Mansion could be upgraded a day earlier too.

After finishing building the wood processing factory, he glanced at the time, and it was already 9 PM.

He considered it for a moment, then took two Nisbit heroes with him, activated a teleportation screen, and went to the Bloody Mountains.

Under Stella’s guidance, a factory for Fine Stone Bricks was constructed in the mountains.

…

The next day.

The Viscera Museum.

Fang Hao looked at Nelson, somewhat surprised that he could come out.

Usually, once there was any work, Nelson would work continuously until the end.

In severe cases, he wouldn’t come out for over a month.

Fortunately, the Undead wouldn’t die suddenly; otherwise, he feared that he’d be worked to pieces.

“A scholar needs to balance work and leisure, don’t just stay in there working all the time,” Fang Hao said, sitting on a bench.

Nelson sat beside him, holding a wooden staff in his hands.

He said, “In the middle, some tasks can be handled by the funeral priests. Moreover, after becoming an immortal Undead, one will no longer feel fatigue or pain. When you, Lord, also transform, you’ll understand the benefits of immortality.”

Ah, so that’s why Nelson could come out.

There are steps that can be performed by the funeral priests as well.

Hearing Nelson mention turning himself into an Undead again, Fang Hao quickly changed the topic, “Scholar, recently I cleared out a Demon camp and got some materials, but I don’t know their uses.”

Saying this, he took out all the materials he had obtained.

[Demon’s Tooth][Hard Hoof][Demon’s Essence].

Nelson took them and started scrutinizing them closely.

After acquiring the three items, Fang Hao had specifically gone to Lyss City’s library to check the records.

Not to mention the three materials, even the records about Demons were scarce.

Even Fang Hao felt that he knew more than what was recorded in the books.

Now he could only hope that Nelson knew something.

After a while, Nelson nodded and said, “These are indeed materials from a Demon.”

Fang Hao was relieved that they could be recognized, which was a good start.

“Scholar, do you know what they are used for?”

“I remember seeing records about these teeth and hooves. They can be used to forge equipment and as alchemical potions, but I can’t exactly recall what they make,” Nelson said, looking at the materials.

Nelson’s knowledge came from previous memories.

Currently, there were no available records in the territory, let alone something to check these records against.

Moreover, Fang Hao already knew one of the uses for the Demon’s Tooth, which could be used to forge “Chaos Armor,” a type of purple armor.

“Then I’ll ask the Alchemist, probably that’s all I need to know?”

“That should work, as the first task of an Alchemist is to familiarize themselves with many complex materials. Identifying these two should not be a problem,” Nelson continued.

Fang Hao nodded, “Then what about this ‘Demon’s Essence’?”

If it were called “Demon’s Core,” Fang Hao could be sure it was a rare material; but being called Essence made it less certain.

“I can feel that it’s full of corrupt energy, and I’ve never seen it recorded in any books. Perhaps only Demons themselves know the uses of this substance,” Nelson said.

Ah, but the demons had all been killed by him.

Even if he encountered them, it would result in fighting and killing, leaving no chance to inquire about the materials’ uses.

For now, it’ll just have to be kept; it might come in handy someday.

The two had a quiet chat until Anjia excitedly ran over.

“Nelson, you’re out! Want to play a few rounds of dominoes? I’ve learned a couple of new tricks recently.” Anjia suggested.

Nelson rarely took time to rest, so Fang Hao felt it was not appropriate to bother him about the demon materials.

So, he stepped aside to let the pair play cards.

The game they were playing was actually dominoes, though it was more similar to the game of Stratego.

It was indeed quite brain-consuming.

And while Anjia’s skills were no match for Nelson, it was still good enough to kill some time.

…

Silver Wing City.

Li Rong and Wei Yanghui, surrounded by heroes and guards, stood near a corner, observing the crowd gathering in front of them.

“Is the Hall of Justice acting so quickly that they’re already executing them?” Li Rong asked.

No sooner had Li Rong spoken than, from the gallows on the wooden platform ahead, dispirited transmigrators with heavy shackles clanging on their wrists and ankles were led out.

Those few men from the Wakoku of the Sea Tribe.

It had only been a few days, and the Hall of Justice had already announced their execution.

“Aside from the Hall of Justice wanting to handle it quickly, the church also demanded it. Xu Haide will carry out the execution to try to regain some reputation,” Wei Yanghui whispered in response.

As he finished speaking,

Xu Haide, dressed in the holy robe of the church, holding a book in his hands, walked up slowly with an erect posture.

A demeanor of composure and correctness, he began loudly reading the charges of these people.

Charging them with pirating Federation residents at sea and trying to forge relationships all over Silver Wing City.

He subtly mentioned that he himself had been unaware and almost deceived by these people.

“Psh! As if anyone would believe that,” Li Rong scoffed.

“It doesn’t matter if they believe him or not. As long as people are somewhat skeptical, unsure, it’s sufficient. In time, this matter will mostly blow over,” Wei Yanghui said.

“So, the matter of selecting a new transmigrator representative is not going forward?”

“Most likely not,” Wei Yanghui said with some disappointment.

Both of them had their eyes on that position.

Soon, the charges against these people were read completely.

One by one, nooses were placed around the necks of several.

With a bang, the trapdoors opened, their bodies dropped, and the ropes tightened suddenly around their necks.

In violent struggles, the transmigrators’ faces twisted grotesquely.

As the convicted stopped struggling,

a chorus of cheers arose from the crowd below.

Aside from the transmigrators, there were also many accompanying militia.

These militia would become slaves sent to mine camps and other labor forces.

“Boring, what’s there to cheer about in death? I’m going back. You can keep watching,” Li Rong turned around, leaving with the hero and guards.

After returning to the shop, she shared the news of these deaths with Xu Yuanhang.

It counted as his finally getting his revenge.

…

Trade Alliance Headquarters.

There were no executions here, nor were fights commonly seen.

The streets were still bustling and busy.

In front of the shops, people were inviting customers inside, even if members of opposing races saw each other, they merely turned their heads coldly and moved on.

Fang Hao, accompanied by Demitrija, visited several shops in succession.

They bought several spell scrolls produced by different shops.

Then, they went to the Lizardmen’s shop.

Upon opening the door, the Lizardmen clerks all looked towards them simultaneously.

Since this was not their first visit, the clerks all recognized them already.

“Welcome,” they greeted.

“Is Her Majesty not here?” Fang Hao asked.

“Her Majesty is not present, sir. Do you need anything?” the clerk asked respectfully.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Hao continued, “I saw a blueprint in the Sea Tribe’s shop that I would like Her Majesty to help me purchase.”

The clerk nodded, “Please wait a moment, sir. I will inquire with Her Majesty.”

Fang Hao nodded, then sat down with Demitrija.

What Fang Hao wanted to buy from the Sea Tribe was a blueprint of a ship.

With the Silver Wing City hotpot restaurant about to open, Fang Hao was considering whether to support a city near the sea to supply seafood.

After all, relying solely on the lake managed by Fu Lei was proving difficult.

Soon, the clerk came back and respectfully said, “Sir, Her Majesty has agreed. Please follow me, I will help you purchase the needed item from the Sea Tribe’s shop.”

“Oh, thanks. Let’s go then.”

Things remained as they were; the Lizardmen’s queen really was quite decent.

…

East of the Lizardmen’s shop, a shop named ‘Fire Hammer.’

This was the official shop of the Dwarf Kingdom, not only selling various weapons forged by dwarves but also arranging dwarf forging masters to undertake specific forging tasks here.

However, dwarves were notoriously temperamental.

Master forging was not about whether you showed up; it depended on whether the materials you brought satisfied the dwarves.

A refusal could be based on dissatisfaction, mismatch of temperaments, or simply not liking someone’s face.

Perhaps this was why dwarves had always had few friends throughout history.

Currently, in front of Fire Hammer Shop,

people of all races had already gathered, crowding in front of the door and incessantly peering inside.

“Which dwarf is it today that has attracted such a large crowd?” a human asked amid the crowd.

“I heard it’s Master Brinston. He has reached a bottleneck in his forging skills and needs rare materials to make a breakthrough, so he’s here to try his luck,” another person by his side answered.

“Do you think any of the materials today will catch the master’s eye?”

“Hard to say, what high-grade material has he not seen? It’s practically impossible to impress the master,” came the reply.

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