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Global Lords: My Species Can Mutate-Chapter 102 - 101: Troublemakers
[Equipment Crafting: You can consume Magic Energy and mineral resources to craft the corresponding equipment. The higher the Equipment Level, the greater the consumption. It can be used by the Lord and the citizens.]
Upon seeing this function, Lin You quickly opened it to check, and indeed found a list of equipment inside.
Although they are all standard equipment, they can quickly equip the defensive forces of Yellow Sand City.
After all, Yellow Sand City is just starting to develop, without enough craftsmen or time to produce sufficient equipment.
Even the guards Lin You encountered at the city gates just now were only clad in very worn-out armor, clearly remnants from many years ago.
As Lin You’s subordinates, how can they be dressed so poorly?
At least they shouldn’t be inferior to the level of other territories.
"Looks like I’ll have to mine more ores."
Lin You surveyed his mineral stocks, which were depleted when upgrading buildings just now, leaving only 150,000 Magic Energy.
Though there’s no immediate way to upgrade the territory, it’s crucial to have some ore reserves to avoid panic later.
With that thought, he summoned Xu Zhong to arrange the mining.
Yellow Sand City’s population has more than doubled, with many displaced migrants around, so there’s no worry about manpower.
By offering enough Demon Crystals, someone is bound to be willing to work, solving the migrant survival problem—a win-win situation.
Very soon, Xu Zhong is off to the city to gather manpower.
But unexpectedly for Lin You.
Just after Xu Zhong left, there was a sudden urgent shout from outside the territory.
"Lord, something terrible has happened! There’s trouble in the city!"
Trouble?
Lin You frowned.
He quickly stepped out of the territory, spotting a guard with a head injury and forehead bleeding, waiting anxiously.
Seeing Lin You, the guard rushed forward anxiously.
"Lord, please hurry to the city. A group of cultivators is causing trouble, even injuring Commander Wei!"
"What did you say!?"
Lin You’s face darkened.
Someone dared to cause trouble on his turf and harmed his people?
"Let’s go, take me there!"
Without hesitation, Lin You summoned the plants within the territory, grabbed a guard, and leaped onto Wood Lion’s back, rushing towards Yellow Sand City.
The resting Demon Consort Dragon led the remaining Wood Shadow Dragons into the sky, stirring up a massive gale.
Meanwhile.
On the streets of Yellow Sand City.
A group of foreign cultivators were rampaging, smashing and burning, destroying the shops and stalls along the street, with arrogant laughter echoing throughout.
"Hahaha... Is this the defense of Yellow Sand City? So weak!"
"Brothers, smash everything here! I want to see who dares to stop us!"
"Exactly! Smash it all! How dare they reject the boss’s request, leave none!"
Boom!
Another shop collapsed, sending a cloud of dust across the street.
Nearby citizens watched from afar, not daring to intervene, swallowing their anger silently.
In the street, many severely injured guards lay there.
Even Guard Commander Wei Gang, covered in blood, lay in the rubble, his steel knife broken, looking barely alive.
It was utterly devastating!
"They’re so arrogant!"
Nearby citizens clenched their fists, their eyes slowly reddening, finally unable to resist the urge to confront those men.
But promptly, others restrained them.
"Don’t act rashly! They are Tier Six Cultivators, and there are so many of them, going up would be suicide!"
"Yes, better wait for the Lord to come over. We’ve already sent someone to call him."
"But..."
The citizen opened his mouth, wanting to say more.
Unexpectedly, the scarred-faced man in the center of the street seemed to hear their conversation and suddenly vanished from sight.
When he reappeared, he was behind them, coldly watching.
"You seem to be dissatisfied with me?"
Without waiting for a response, he grabbed two citizens by the throat, lifting them. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"Ugh..."
The two citizens’ eyes bulged, their hands grabbing the man’s wrists in a futile struggle.
But the man’s grip was like iron, locking their throats securely, their faces flushed, trapped in suffocating pain.
"Weren’t you talking merrily just now? Why are you silent now?"
"Or do you think when your Lord arrives, he can rescue you?"
The man’s chilling voice reverberated in everyone’s ears, laced with mockery.
The other cultivators destroying shops laughed wildly at this: "Hahaha... Their Lord has just returned from the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms, probably hiding like a turtle in the territory now."
"Indeed, such a rundown place, even his subordinates are pathetic, how strong can the Lord be?"
"That’s too funny, hahahaha..."
The arrogant laughter, alongside the struggles of the two citizens, was the only scene on the street now.
People around dared not express anger, eyes filled with rage and urgency.
Seeing their expression, the cultivators laughed even more wildly, seemingly mocking their ignorance.
"Do you really find this amusing?"
However, suddenly an icy voice interrupted sharply.
The men who were laughing, and their companions, suddenly changed expressions.
"Who!"
The man turned to the direction of the voice.
But what met him were dense, fearsome vines, enveloping them from all directions.
The terrifying sight instantly shocked the man, causing him to release the citizens and retreat violently.
"Escape? Do you think you can escape?"
A cold laugh echoed again.
The entire street began to surge with more vines, an exaggerated number filling every corner of the main street!
Like countless serpents, they suddenly soared, weaving a menacing semi-circular net above the entire block, trapping the man and his cohorts inside!
"Impossible!!"
The man was horrified, seeing the thorny vines covering the sky and ground.
The onlookers on the street exclaimed in shock, too stunned to speak.
Because the sheer volume of these vines was unfathomable!
Like an endless sea, the original earthen street was covered, transforming into a vast Vine Forest.
In just a blink, the man and his nine cohorts were tightly bound by countless vines, suspended in the air.
No matter their struggle, thorns sunk deeper, absorbing their blood.
Then, the crowd parted.
Lin You, riding Wood Lion, emerged slowly, gazing coldly at those restrained.
"Go easy, don’t kill them immediately."
An emotionless voice echoed from Lin You.
The man and his cohorts struggled frantically, finding more vines entwining them, tightening even around their heads, leaving them speechless.
Ultimately, the vines penetrated deeply into their bodies, squeezing flesh and bone with cracking sounds.
The eyes full of fear and despair bulged to the extreme!







