Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1443 - 1013: And He Brought a Woman Along

A map made from demigod skin.

It was directly absorbed by the map of the Book of Lords.

On the original large map, the location recorded by the map is now displayed.

The reward map for a Level 10 divinity had seemed like it might be an unknown plane or some kind of special area.

Upon closer inspection,

it’s still a map of the main plane.

This immediately dampened his enthusiasm.

A map of the main plane at most reaches the level of a demigod, which is considered a generous reward for the average transmigrator.

But for him and his current power, it poses little challenge.

He could wipe it out effortlessly.

Still, the fact that it’s a reward for a Level 10 divinity map makes him unwilling to ignore it completely.

He scaled down the large map in the Book of Lords to check the location recorded on this map.

Judging by the overall region, it seems to fall within the range of the Troll territory.

Coincidentally, with the heavy rain these past few days, it’s a good opportunity to check what’s on the map, dodge the rain, and kill some idle time.

Other rewards include influence, loyalty, and faith.

Influence in the mortal realm faction increased by 10,000.

Influence correlates with relationships between factions and the ability to buy and sell goods—insufficient influence means they won’t sell to you.

But for Fang Hao, this doesn’t matter much.

Whether it’s equipment or items, his territory can achieve complete self-sufficiency.

Currently, the Trade Alliance’s greatest role is to collect intelligence for the succubi.

The second reward: +50 loyalty to the Divine Alliance.

Fang Hao immediately opened the Book of Lords and checked the Loyalty of the ’Goddess of Harvest.’

[Goddess of Harvest - Shang Ziya: Current loyalty to you is 62.]

The Goddess of Harvest is already considered a member of the Alliance.

Previously, her loyalty was only 12 points, and now it has been directly boosted to 62 points.

This system’s ability is truly powerful—it can forcibly increase the loyalty of a deity.

It’s a bit frightening.

As for others like the Dragon Queen, Rolana, and the four black-armored sisters, they’ve all reached 100 points.

No noticeable changes there.

It’s just unclear whether this loyalty boost will apply to future recruits.

If joining the Alliance automatically increases loyalty by 50 points each time, it would be incredible.

Faith among the citizens was included in previous rewards as well.

This increases the faith of the territorial populace.

With the territory now expanded to include the Orc and Troll Zones, increased faith helps maintain order and stability.

It is indeed a valuable reward.

Beyond this, nothing else worth noting.

The Lost Ancient Stone is a recruitment material for Mythical Troops, and Warfire Coins are currency for trade.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

At this moment, from the staircase, the Dragon Queen and Rolana walked down one after the other.

They curiously looked toward the center of the hall, where Warfire Coins were piled into a small mountain.

The glittering gold coins emitted a dazzling radiance.

"What’s going on?" the Dragon Queen asked.

"The system’s coins reward—it created some noise," Fang Hao replied.

"That many!"

It was 1.2 million Warfire Coins—a pile taller than a person.

The two women stepped down the staircase, walking across the ground covered in gold coins, and sat down in chairs.

"What other rewards are there?" the Dragon Queen continued to ask.

"Hmm, this time there’s also a map rewarded in the Troll territory." Fang Hao opened the map from the Book of Lords and showed it to the two of them.

"What’s here?" the Dragon Queen persisted.

Fang Hao shook his head. "Not sure, but system-rewarded places tend to contain something worthwhile. I plan to check it out."

Rolana raised her head and glanced out the window. "Today?"

"Hmm, the map location is in the Troll Zone—it’s not raining there. Who’s willing to go with me?"

The two women fell silent simultaneously, evidently not too eager to venture out.

The Troll Zone’s environment was indeed unpleasant, and exploring maps didn’t particularly interest them.

Seeing their reluctance, Fang Hao pointedly said, "Rolana doesn’t like going out during the day, so she can stay in the main city. Dragon Queen, you’ll accompany me."

"Who gave you the right to order me around?"

Fang Hao immediately adjusted his tone. "The journey is perilous; I humbly ask the Dragon Queen to protect me."

The Dragon Queen glared at him but refrained from saying anything further.

Seeing she wasn’t being tasked with anything, Rolana smiled and got up to head back upstairs.

Fang Hao quickly said, "Rolana, stay in the main city, and use the Sound-transmitting Shell to contact me if anything comes up."

"Alright, I got it."

...

Rolana ascended the stairs.

Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords and contacted his subordinate lord in Troll City, "Hulith."

It was the transmigrator who had once guided Fang Hao.

Afraid of retaliation from trolls, he had lingered at the gates before eventually leaving the Transmigrator Alliance to join Fang Hao’s territory.

For the time being, he was residing in the Troll City, assisting ’Stella’ in managing affairs and unifying the transmigrators in the surrounding areas.

Fang Hao located his name and initiated a private chat.

"Hulith, I need to pinpoint a location in the Troll Zone."

Soon, a reply came back from the other end: "Mr Fang Hao, which location? I’ll find it for you."

Fang Hao immediately shared the map location. "This is it."

"It’s indeed in the Troll Zone, but the Troll City is too far. Starting from here would take over half a month’s travel."

"Arrange for the nearest city or transmigrator town; I plan to head there today."

"Alright, please hold on."

The other party responded and then stopped messaging.

While waiting for a reply, Fang Hao summoned several skeletons to begin organizing the gold coins scattered across the ground.

The skeletons scooped coins into boxes using iron shovels.

Box after box of coins was transported to the treasury.

After about half an hour,

Hulith sent back a message: "Mr Fang Hao, I reached out to a transmigrator who’s near the location you shared—it’s roughly two to three days away."

This calculation was likely based on the speed of ordinary mounts.

If he rode a Double-Headed Corpse Dragon, it would be much faster.

"Alright."

"I’ve traded the coordinate scroll to you. Be careful when you arrive—the Troll Zone transmigrators won’t be as friendly as those in other areas." Hulith reminded him again.

"Understood."

Quickly, a teleportation scroll with recorded coordinates was traded to him.

Fang Hao held the scroll in his hand and turned to the Dragon Queen. "Got the scroll; let’s head over."

The Dragon Queen silently donned her sun hat and walked to him, linking arms.

Without hesitation, Fang Hao unfurled the scroll.

The bright light of a magic array illuminated beneath their feet.

In the next moment, their figures disappeared.

...

In the blink of an eye, they were standing in an unfamiliar location.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t outdoors.

Their position was inside a dungeon bound by iron cages.

Cold, damp, and permeated by a foul, moldy stench.

"Is this the coordinate spot you arranged?" the Dragon Queen teased him lightly.

He was always up to little tricks, but look what happened—he got tricked by someone else this time.

The coordinates led directly to someone’s holding cell.

Though they weren’t endangered, it was still rather embarrassing.

Fang Hao didn’t argue back but instead opened the Book of Lords to check the map location.

Luckily, the location was indeed near the target.

Just then, the dark area outside the iron cage lit up with torches. In the flickering firelight, several figures appeared as dramatically as villains in a movie.

Shifting shadows stretched and contracted within the dancing flames.

"Heh! So you’re Hulith’s friend? Taking a lady out adventuring?" mocked a transmigrator seated on a wooden crate.

Their eyes turned toward him, and Fang Hao asked, "You know I’m Hulith’s friend, yet you set the coordinates in a dungeon—isn’t that a bit excessive?"

The transmigrator outside the cage maintained his smile and calmly replied, "No big deal—I just want to ask you a few questions. Don’t worry, answer them and I’ll let you go."

Fang Hao gestured for the Dragon Queen to stay calm.

He continued questioning, "Go ahead. Let’s see if I can answer."

Outside the cage, the man leaned forward on his crate, glaring at them. "What’s your business at the Giantstone Ruins?"

Giantstone Ruins?

So, the location marked on the map is called Giantstone Ruins.

It seems somewhat notable within this area.

"Who else besides us is headed to the Giantstone Ruins?" Fang Hao countered.

The man frowned, "I’m asking you!"

"You tell me first; then I’ll tell you."

"Damn, stop making trouble for yourself!" The transmigrator cursed violently.

Fang Hao glanced at the Dragon Queen and calmly stated, "Let’s step out and talk."

The Dragon Queen placed her hand on her sun hat, stretched her arm through the iron bars, and grasped the lock.

Crunch!

The lock rapidly twisted and deformed in her pale hand, finally breaking apart with a crack, scattering into shards.

The cell door swung open, and the two calmly walked out.

The transmigrator, who had been playing the villain until now, scrambled to his feet from the wooden crate.

Clearly, he was terrified by what he had just witnessed.

What kind of strength is this?

She crushed the iron lock with her bare hands.

Is this even human strength? Not even a troll could manage such power.

"What are you standing around for? Capture them—no, kill them!" The transmigrator shouted.

Several guards beside him drew their weapons and charged forward.

Yet as soon as they took their first step,

blinding golden lights pierced through their arms and legs.

The charging soldiers instantly collapsed, clutching their wounds and screaming like pigs being slaughtered.

In the moldy dungeon, the air turned thick with the stench of blood.

Fang Hao looked at the group. "Quiet."

The wailing stopped abruptly. The soldiers continued rolling in pain but couldn’t make a sound.

It was as if they’d lost the ability to speak.

The transmigrator turned to escape,

but the Dragon Queen was faster, grabbing him by the collar and flinging him back.

"No, no, Mr. and Miss, I was wrong—please don’t kill me!" The transmigrator begged loudly, pleading for his life.

Fang Hao stared at him and asked, "Who else is headed to the Giantstone Ruins?"

"Members of the Divine Power Alliance—they passed through three days ago and borrowed the route to the Giantstone Ruins," the transmigrator answered hurriedly.

The Divine Power Alliance holds some influence in the Troll Zone.

But they’re just a modest faction on the global stage—not a major alliance.

"Why are they heading there? How many people did they bring?" Fang Hao pressed on.

"I don’t know. I was curious too—it’s why I caught you, trying to figure out what’s so valuable there. They brought quite a lot of people, at least tens of thousands in total." The transmigrator answered with a miserable expression.

For a transmigrator, exploring maps can be incredibly grueling—far more exhausting than actual combat.

So borrowing routes is common practice.

Even so, it’s supposed to follow certain rules.

Hulith had paid him for the coordinates scroll,

but setting the location in the dungeon had already broken those rules.

Fang Hao glanced at him and continued questioning, "Earlier, if I hadn’t cooperated, would you have let us go?"

"I would, I would—I only wanted to ask a few questions, not to harm you."