Chapter 181: Chapter 181, White Steel Fire Gun_l
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Given the current situation, choosing someone to manage the shop is not an easy task.
The undead cannot be arranged to work in human cities, and most of the maids can’t even count.
When the money is too little it’s manageable, but when the amount increases, it becomes hard to handle.
It’s fortunate for Fang Hao that White Fox possesses the attributes of a merchant, and has once been responsible for selling goods in the village.
This should be sufficient for running the shop temporarily.
“Master, what kind of shop is it?” White Fox whispered.
“A restaurant.”
Upon hearing Fang Hao’s words, White Fox’s face turned pale instantly,
“Master, my cooking is mediocre, I fear it might..might harm you.”
“You don’t need to cook, just manage the shop and keep the accounts in order.”
“Oh, ok, Master, I will do my best.”
“That’s good, you can get busy now. When you’re free, I’ll show you around the shop.” said Fang Hao.
“Yes, Master.” White Fox replied before leaving the room.
Fang Hao also stepped out of the City Lord Mansion.
And was immediately greeted by Doujin.
Normally, Doujin is a skeleton merchant and seldom leaves his post unless something special happens.
“Greetings, Lord. Good afternoon!” Doujin hastily walked up, tidied his clothes, and gave a slight bow.
“Good afternoon, Doujin.”
“Lord, we have received an order that needs your approval.”
Doujin took out a Trade Alliance order from his pocket and presented it to Fang Hao.
[Order]
[Requirements: Black Gunpowder 50,000 units.]
[Exchange deal: 5,000 Warfire Coins, White Steel Firegun, and +10 Influence with Dwarfs.]
Fifty thousand units of black gunpowder.
What are the Dwarfs planning? Blowing up a mountain or going to war?
They can produce black gunpowder themselves, but still need to make such a large purchase from outside. There must be significant matters happening among the dwarves.
The money offered doesn’t seem much, but the reward includes a White Steel Firegun, which is rather appealing.
“Alright, let’s go to your place,” said Fang Hao.
The two went to the Trade Alliance building. Fang Hao directly signed his name on the order.
Having accepted the order, Fang Hao once again headed to the warehouse.
He opened the making page in the Book of Lords.
[Black Gunpowder: Saltpeter 2, Sulphur 2, Wood 1.] (Each 100 units of black gunpowder requires one wooden barrel.)
There is quite a large stock of saltpeter and sulphur in the warehouse.
Besides the ones sold in the channel, the remaining stocks were mostly obtained from mining ores and have been accumulated unknowingly.
Make 500 units, 50 barrels.
Confirm production.
After the glow, 50 barrels filled with black gunpowder appeared in front of Fang Hao.
Fang Hao immediately checked around the warehouse, making sure no open fires were present. Otherwise, his territory might be blown to heavens.
There isn’t really any place with open fire inside his domain. The lighting was provided by Nightstone lamps.
Cooking stoves were in the residential area, not here.
Fang Hao handed over the order to the waiting skeleton merchant.
He said, “Tell the dwarfs when you see them, if they need anything in the future, they can directly order from us.”
After finishing his sentence, he felt that something was off, so he corrected himself, “I mean, we can provide items of stable quality, but the items received in trade should ideally be blueprints.”
“I understand, Sir. Anything else you want to mention?” The skeleton merchant stood waiting.
Fang Hao was keen on trading with the dwarfs, but he didn’ t have many blueprints that the dwarfs needed.
This had become the obstacle.
“Nothing else.”
“Alright, I will go to deliver the goods now, Sir.” The skeleton merchant said, then disappeared with the barrels filled with gunpowder.
After sending off the skeleton merchant, Fang Hao continued with his next plan.
Fang Hao asked the maid to call the Blood Hunter over.
Soon, Blood Hunter, with its giant wings spread, landed in front of Fang Hao.
“Sir.”
“Hmm.” Fang Hao handed him the map from the Book of Lords, “There’s a mountain range here. I need you to explore it.”
The place where Fang Hao was pointing was the location given by the innkeeper lady.
However, Fang Hao had never explored this area before, and it was still covered in mist.
He was not interested in the love story mentioned by the lady, but the idea of a tomb seemed quite tempting.
“What do you mean, Lord?” The Blood Hunter asked curiously.
“The distance to that place is too far, using God’s Presence would put a lot of strain on me. You’ll fly on the bone dragon and look for a tomb, or an entrance to a tomb.”
It was already approaching dusk when he decided to scout around the mountain range. It wasn’t his intention to find the tomb the same day, but rather to get a feel for the place first.
The view from the sky was good; he could take in the entire mountain range at a glance, and it was definitely easier to spot any odd structures from above than from within the dense foliage.
It also helped him prepare mentally.
“Lord, when should we leave?”
“Now, I’ll activate God’s Presence.”
Fang Hao returned to his room, and outside, the eyes of a skeleton warrior suddenly lit up with a gloomy blue soul fire.
At the front of the Lord’s mansion, a bone dragon lowered its body, waiting for Fang Hao to come out.
Stepping on the ribs of the bone dragon, Fang Hao directly climbed aboard and settled into position at the rear.
The bone dragon flapped its wings and soared into the sky, heading toward the mountain range.
If ranked by speed from all potential mounts available within his territory, the bone dragon would come first, followed by the giant lizard, with the third and fourth places taken by the skeleton wolves and skeleton horses. The ordinary skeleton infantry came up last.
When it came to visiting human cities, he utilized the giant lizard as the undead species could not appear before humans.
If there were no concerns, the bone dragon was faster and steadier.
The bone dragon broke through the clouds, and the wind whistled in their ears.
He wished he had not washed his hair first; he wondered if riding the bone dragon would blow his hair to a mess.
After flying for approximately half an hour, they were close to the target mountain range.
Dropping below the clouds, they could get a clearer view of the entire mountain range.
The landlady had described it as a range of mountains, but there were only three peaks. It would only feel like a range if one were to trek on foot into the mountains.
To Fang Hao, this place seemed more like hilly terrain, with lofty elevation and steep slopes.
However, when compared to the location of the Tomb of the Dragon, it was still lacking.
The mountain peaks soared high, occasionally adorned with a sparse tree or two.
“This should be the place, let’s fly lower and see if there’s anything unusual or any entrances to a tomb,” said Fang Hao.
“Alright.”
Blood Hunter gently tapped on the neck of the bone dragon, asking it to fly lower and start circling around the mountain.
Circle after circle, yet they found nothing suspicious.
Fang Hao’s eyebrows furrowed gradually.
No wonder the landlady mentioned so many people had come looking for clues, but all had returned empty-handed.
Could this bounty have been a prank by bored mercenaries?
How much food did they have to eat to think of such a prank?
Dusk fell and the sunset cast a soft glow on the lone peak.
Night approached, but they found nothing.
“Let’s go back.”
Finding nothing, they had no choice but to retreat for now.
Blood Hunter nodded and commanded the bone dragon to begin their return journey.
“Lord, even if a powerful warrior’s tomb was built here, it would be within the mountain, not easily found,” Blood Hunter suddenly spoke during their journey back.
His words prompted Fang Hao to rethink.
Indeed, whether it be the ancient tomb Dong Jiayue mentioned, which appeared due to a mountain collapse, or Little You’s underground tomb, it would be difficult to find these places unless there was an accident.
Who would build the entrance of a tomb easily discoverable, as if it were a person’s front door?
What was he thinking?
In the mountain… Fang Hao began to contemplate new strategies.
With a sudden slap to his thigh, he realized he did have a way to explore within the mountain.
After giving Blood Hunter a brief instruction, he immediately deactivated his God’s Presence.
The moment he stepped out of his room, he noticed a long-handle fire gun laid out on the table in the hall.
The wooden handle, adorned with a floral pattern, glistened against the length of the gun.
[White Steel Firearm (Green)]
[Category: Firearm]
[Damage: Level 4 Damage]
(Description: A ranged weapon developed by dwarves to compensate for their lack of long-range offensive capabilities.)
Amazing!
Seeing the attributes, Fang Hao exclaimed in awe.
The green level weapon had already achieved level 4 damage.
The orange Light Feather Dagger and the purple Swords of Absolution only had level 3 damage.
Reaching level 4, it was already the most damaging weapon in his territory.
It’s a pity there was only one, if it could be mass-produced, the combat power of the shooters could be doubled.
After playing with it in his room for a while, Eira had prepared dinner.
The three of them slowly sat down and began their meal.
