Global Lords: Start as a Desert Lord

October 15th, at noon.

Standing in front of the lord's mansion, Richard watched the yellow sand in front of him gradually dissipate, revealing a magnificent building.

Feeling extremely comfortable.

Finally upgraded! !

"Ding~ Dusk City has been upgraded to a third-level mid-city. The lord's mansion has been expanded by 50 open spaces, and the territory has been expanded by 500 open spaces. The current open space in the territory is: 1098 spaces."

twilight city

Level: Level 3 medium city (upgrading to level 1 large city requires: 10 million units each of gold coins, wood, stone, and iron ore; 100,000 units each of crystal, gems, mercury, and sulfur; 50,000 population; 5 special-level technologies; 20 people Hero unit.)

From the night of the 13th to the noon of the 15th, in dozens of hours, Dusk City was upgraded from a third-level small town to a third-level mid-city.

Looking from the sky, the area of ​​Twilight City is now several times larger than before.

The original buildings were slightly crowded, but now, large tracts of open space appeared outside these buildings.

What is particularly worth mentioning is that when Twilight City was upgraded, the city wall also expanded along with Twilight City.

At this moment, he is still guarding the territory firmly.

city ​​wall

Level: Intermediate (can be upgraded simultaneously with the territory level, 10 million units of stone are required for the next level)

Characteristics: 25 meters high, 12 meters wide, sturdiness 50.

Skill: Tenacity, improves the strength and defense of the defending army by 30%.

Introduction: A city wall with good defense.

Obviously, the city wall is firmly bound to the territory.

There will be no embarrassing situation where the territory exceeds the city wall.

The only thing that gave Richard a headache was that the conditions for upgrading a third-level medium city to a first-level large city were too harsh.

Not to mention resources, with the current capabilities of Twilight City, it is not a big problem.

There is no difficulty with 20 heroes, but the latter two are different.

5 special technologies, 50,000 people.

He knows firsthand how difficult it is to upgrade technology.

The resources consumed are another matter. The key point is the time required for research.

Beginner and intermediate levels are okay, but it can take a month or even longer to upgrade technology from advanced to special level.

And there is a chance of failure.

With 5 special technologies, even Twilight City will take at least four or five months to succeed.

This was the result of him arranging for Sam, the one-armed blacksmith, to conduct full-time research.

If something unexpected happens midway, such as a more urgent task that needs to be queued, the time will be pushed back.

A population of 50,000 also left him speechless.

Where did so many people come from in the desert?

It's been half a year since he came to "Glory Era", and Twilight City has just picked up more than 2,000 people from the desert.

He simply couldn't complain.

Those lords who live in wealthy lands have thirty to fifty thousand people who are more ruthless.

The barren resources of the desert made this condition, which was not a problem for other lords, very harsh for Twilight City.

After taking a deep breath and calming down, he began to think of a solution.

"For population problems, it will never be enough to rely on the desert to produce its own products."

"Who has nothing to do to cross the desert all day long?"

"The best solution at present is to introduce it from the outside."

“The most indispensable thing in this world is the poor who have been displaced by war.”

"The Violet Chamber of Commerce should play its role."

"But there must be a limit. You cannot bring in too many residents at once. High public support will greatly promote the development of the territory. If there are too many people, public support will easily disperse."

"After the population is solved, we can only let Sam work hard on science and technology."

“We will continue to explore talents in this field in the future.”

"According to these conditions, if a big city wants to upgrade in the future, it may still be stuck with technology."

Richard's thoughts gradually became clearer and he quickly found the key to the problem.

However, this cannot be solved in a day or two, it can only be done step by step.

The development of Twilight City will inevitably encounter various difficulties.

He is mentally prepared for this.

After withdrawing his thoughts, he looked around.

Other buildings should also be upgraded.

Now he has sufficient resources. He left 20 million to Weier before, and still has 80 million in hand.

Without hesitation at the moment, he directly upgraded all five buildings including the blacksmith shop, food workshop, brewery workshop, tailor shop, and barracks.

Three hours later, five special-grade buildings appeared in front of them.

Except for the barracks, everything has been transformed into a 4-story building.

It looks quite majestic.

Only the barracks remained the same. The only difference was that the railings outside became a three-meter-high wall.

The barracks can train ordinary residents into soldiers to participate in wars.

You can even get special treasures and train special soldiers.

But this building, which is very practical for other lords, seems useless in the Twilight City.

Richard did not need ordinary residents to transfer into the military. First of all, there were only a few residents and they were more valuable than soldiers.

Secondly, the undead army in hand is more suitable for desert combat.

As a result, the only function of this building is to meet the upgrade needs of the territory.

After an inspection, Richard was quite satisfied.

In any case, Twilight City is getting stronger and stronger now.

But seeing that there were more than 70 million ordinary resources left on the property panel, I immediately looked at residential buildings. To upgrade, you need a big city with a population of 50,000.

The current level of residential housing is far from enough.

After thinking about it, I simply upgraded 40 residential houses to special grade.

After such a crazy upgrade, only millions of resources were lost.

Seeing that the numbers on the attribute panel were still impressive, Richard felt quite good.

The profits gained from the last attack on the underground world were really huge.

Until this time there was still a surplus.

This made him lament that it was indeed a gold belt for murder and arson.

But looking back, I felt a little embarrassed.

Because there are so many resources, only two troop nests can be upgraded to crowns.

The two formed a strong contrast.

"Is this reminding me that military strength is everything?"

"There seems to be nothing wrong with it. No matter how well the city is built, if there is not enough power to protect it, it is just making wedding clothes for others."

"Others are collecting grain and I am collecting guns. His house is my granary??"

Under Richard's generous efforts, all buildings in Twilight City have been upgraded to special grade.

For the next level, you need to upgrade the Twilight City to a big city to advance.

This turned him off.

With a population of 50,000 and five special technologies, it is stuck at the gate of life.

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Underground world.

An old dwarf stood on the towering city wall of Furnace City, looking into the gray distance with an inexplicable expression.

Because this direction is the direction of Bloodhoof City.

What he was looking for was not the city of dungeon barbarians, but the figure who once appeared as a savior.

Unfortunately, it's been half a month and the other party hasn't appeared yet.

"Rand Augustus. What are you doing up here again? Damn you bastard, if you fall down again this time, I guarantee you that your body will be thrown into the sewer and let those dirty sawtooths Rats eat it up!!”

Hearing the curses behind him, the old dwarf turned around.

A gray dwarf sitting in a wheelchair with an angry face appeared in front of him.

There are two mechanical puppets behind the opponent pushing the wheelchair. What is particularly eye-catching is that one of his arms is as short as a bean sprout.

Congenital malformations.

There was a bit of a wry smile on the old dwarf's face.

"Lord Brown."

The person in front of him was Brown, the level 12 alchemist who was the first to seek refuge with Richard.

The gray dwarf stared at the old dwarf fiercely.

"You fell from here last time, how dare you come here?!"

The old dwarf was helpless.

"It was just an accident last time, wasn't I fine?"

"Accident? Listen, listen! Is this what a dwarf can say? Gods above, I promise the great master that if he allows it, I will kick you down personally to let you experience what it is. Accident!"

Brown was furious.

Seeing this, the old dwarf decisively changed the subject.

"Mr. Brown, why did you come to see me?"

Brown snorted coldly and didn't bother to dwell on it. His life wasn't his anyway.

He said in a stiff tone.

"The master returned to Twilight City three days ago and specifically asked to see you."

"It is expected that we will arrive in the underground world in two days."

He said it full of threats.

"Rand! If you lie, you don't have the blood of gods in your body. Believe me, I will throw you all into the furnace without the master's anger!"

The old dwarf had an unconcealable surprise on his face.

"Master Richard is back?!"

"Praise be to the dwarf god!"

Brown pouted.

"The God of Dwarfs? That guy has fallen long ago. What's the use of praising him now? We are all a small race. Why don't you let the dwarfs follow me and believe in the great Gray Dwarf God?"

The old dwarf stared at Brown angrily and shouted loudly.

"Stupid gray dwarf! Great gods will never fall!"

"My god is just sleeping!! He will definitely return!!"

Brown scoffed.

"Return? Is that the legend you dwarfs tell you about? When the moon rises, you will be resurrected?"

Seeing the angry old dwarf, he didn't bother to say anything anymore and waved his hand.

"Stop the quarrel and inform your clansmen quickly. Don't make any mistakes and collide with the master. I won't be able to spare you!"

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something and sat up straight, with a somewhat flattering tone.

"Sir Rand, I have encountered several problems in alchemy recently. I wonder if you can ask for answers."

The old dwarf looked at the other party's shameless appearance, and his anger disappeared immediately, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

They are all races of the same stature, so why are there such big differences?

With a long sigh, he could only ask the other party's questions and explain.

He was not familiar with alchemy technology, but for some reason, as long as Brown described the causes and consequences in detail, he could always think of a way.

It's like the knowledge that is already hidden in your mind.

After Brown left with satisfaction, the old dwarf took a deep look at the gray outside the city wall and stopped lingering. He turned around and left the city wall and walked towards the interior of Furnace City.

On the street, mechanical puppets and gray dwarves shuttled endlessly, making it very lively.

The war that destroyed the Crucible City seemed to have passed for decades.

It was never mentioned again.

Life in the underground world is always so pragmatic.

Survival comes first.

Who rules them, essentially, doesn't matter, as long as the other party gives them a chance to live

It just so happens that Twilight City is under free-range management of the underground world, but it has allowed the underground world to release its potential and find a development method that suits itself.

Except for a few mechanical puppets protecting him, no one paid attention to him on the road.

The old dwarf didn't take it seriously either. With the expectation in his heart, he walked much faster.

After crossing two streets, he turned and entered a small manor. He ignored the mechanical puppet guarding the door and pushed the door open directly.

The moment the gate of the manor opened, dozens of pairs of eyes looked over.

"Clan leader."

"Lord Rand."

One by one, some old or young dwarfs looked at him expectantly.

In the past, when facing these looks, the old dwarf always felt a little ashamed. He knew what his people were waiting for.

But couldn't reply.

This time is different.

Take a deep breath and speak loudly.

"Master Richard has returned to Twilight City three days ago and stated that he will come to Furnace City in a few days. We were summoned by name!"

These words immediately cheered up all the dwarves.

After waiting for such a long time, it’s finally here! !

"Praise the dwarf god, I know that we will definitely be recognized by the surface lord."

"Hahahaha, those tribesmen who didn't follow, let them regret it!"

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Life in the underground world always has special worship for the strong.

And for that great being who could single-handedly reverse the situation and finally forcibly wipe out the gray dwarves, the underground overlords, everyone had a strong respect in their hearts.

Not many people would feel the psychological burden of taking refuge in such a strong man.

The rules of survival in the underground world are far simpler and crueler than those on the surface.

The old dwarf waited until the heated discussion subsided before speaking again.

"Everyone else, please go back and rest. Keep your spirits up these days. Lord Richard may arrive at any time."

After speaking, he looked at the two middle-aged dwarfs.

"You guys come with me."

"yes!!"

Entering the side hall, the old dwarf looked at the two middle-aged dwarfs and said slowly.

"Is that thing ready?"

The eyes of the two people suddenly became complicated.

"Clan Chief, once we hand over that thing, we will have no way out."

"That is the only treasure left by our ancestors, and it is the key to unlocking the power of our bloodline."

The old dwarf fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, the old dwarf raised his head.

He said in a hoarse voice.

"Do we still have a choice?"

"We have been powerless for too long, ever since the great dwarf god fell into eternal sleep."

"Who can still activate the key?"

As he spoke, his eyes held a complexity that no one could understand.

"The resources required to activate the key. With our current strength, we cannot accumulate enough in ten thousand years."

"And Bloodhoof City has already launched a campaign against other forces in the underground world."

"If we don't seize this opportunity, it's obvious that we will exterminate the entire nation."

"Either show your worth and survive, or be treated like garbage. We have no choice."

The eyes of the two middle-aged dwarfs were full of helplessness and pain.

Weak people. They have always been like this.

"Then, why don't we seek refuge in Bloodhoof City?"

The old dwarf sneered.

"Bloodhoof City? That's just a dog raised by Lord Richard."

Although Bloodhoof City is now in charge of the underground world, it even has an unparalleled reputation.

But smart people all understand who is the real master of the underground world.

The old dwarf sighed.

"Now, only Lord Richard can help us. We really need to regain our strength."

"And it can be seen from Lord Richard's attitude towards the underground world that the other party is not a murderous person."

"We will get what we deserve."

As he spoke, he slowly extended his hand to the two middle-aged dwarfs.

"Take it out."

The two looked at the old dwarf with firm eyes, sighed softly, and said no more.

Dwarfs, since their god fell asleep, they have no power to determine their own destiny.

Each of them took out a short knife and scratched it directly on their palms.

The blood flowed instantly, and the fishy smell was pungent.

But the next second, a surprising picture appeared.

The blood flowing out seemed to have lost gravity and floated in the sky, and the blood of the two people gradually merged together.

After a dozen breaths, a dwarf statue one-third the size of a fist condensed in the sky.

The old dwarf burst into tears looking at the statue that exuded a familiar aura.

"My god predicted before he fell asleep that the crimson moon would rise into the sky and he would return again. But now, we may never be able to wait for that day again."