I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 237 - 238: Mischievous Ideas, The Player with Incredible Luck (Long - )

Chapter 237 -238: Mischievous Ideas, The Player with Incredible Luck (Long Chapter)

Lide ordered the reconstruction of the Lion Tribe, and Harrison immediately arranged for City Hall to handle it.

City Hall had already formed an efficient administrative system; any order issued by him, no matter what, had to be prioritized and addressed immediately.

The absolute control over Dawn City allowed Lide’s will to be best executed; as the supreme dictator boss, he always had a firm grasp on the developmental direction of Dawn City.

Moreover, one benefit of establishing this system was that he didn’t need to handle these trivial affairs constantly; he just needed to check on the progress periodically.

That was the advantage of being the boss.

After Craig had prepared to head to the barren wastelands to rebuild the Lion Tribe, Lide remembered another matter that had been bothering him.

Tap water.

“Harrison, how much of our iron ore reserve do we have left?”

Lide had always remembered the tap water; apart from the breeding farms, Dawn City had never been able to construct it.

Upon hearing Lide’s question, Harrison knew what he was thinking and shook his head.

“Clan Leader, although Giant Valley has brought in a large number of Beastmen to mine ores, our consumption is also very high; half of our previous stock went into forging armor for the patrol team.

Especially since you assembled the King’s Blade, we have more reserved armor and weapons.

And recently, the Dwarf has been improving our agricultural tools and is currently forging new tools in large quantities…

Also, you just ordered forging 2,000 sets of armor and weapons for the reconstructed Lion Tribe…”

Hearing this, Lide suddenly felt a headache.

Managing a household was indeed hard.

The King’s Blade, this human-based army, although just newly formed and fundamentally from the patrol team,

since it had been formed, he naturally wouldn’t leave it empty; expanding it sooner or later was inevitable, so preparing some armor and weapons early was normal.

And there’s no need to mention the agricultural tools; as a key productivity factor, the more advanced, the better, along with his recent order…

Giant Valley now produces a lot of iron ore, but the consumption is much more, so the current inventory has not increased but is almost depleted.

After Harrison listed a whole array of needs for steel, Lide felt somewhat speechless.

The importance of tap water for a city was unquestionable; it wasn’t just a matter of convenience in life, but it could provide significant conveniences in all aspects.

It could greatly save time and increase labor efficiency, and it was essential for the industry.

“Clan Leader, didn’t you say wait until the Frost Month to plunder more population before starting the water construction?” Harrison asked somewhat confused.

Lide smiled wryly and shook his head, who made him stay on Earth for ten days.

Life with hot water available as soon as he turned on the faucet at night was a million times more convenient than having servants fetch water for him to bathe.

Getting used to a convenient lifestyle and then coming to the primitive environment of Dawn City felt awkward in every way, not to mention the benefits of tap water for the entire city.

The earlier such basic infrastructure is built, the better.

“Tap water is too convenient; it’s better to build it sooner than later. I believe you will love the lifestyle with running water every day.”

Harrison shook his head, “Clan Leader, I can use Water Magic…”

Lide’s face stiffened; he had forgotten that Harrison, although not fond of offensive magic, had progressed faster in learning supportive magic than he had.

“Forget it, if we can’t use the iron ore, I’ll think of another way.”

He couldn’t believe it; couldn’t he find an alternative if he couldn’t go to the butcher?

Using that as an excuse, he sent Harrison out of the office, and Lide returned to Earth.

Then he directly called the Data Analysis Department of Crimson Moon and talked about the difficulties he was facing.

Of course, he didn’t reveal information about Dawn City but asked them to think of a way to build tap water in a city lacking steel in “Glory.”

It must be said, Lide’s billions of funds weren’t wasted.

Within just a few minutes, the Data Analysis Department, combining the information he provided, came up with a few reasonably reliable solutions.

First, find suitable plants, such as bamboo, and use magic to make the plants tougher to serve the purpose of water pipes.

Second, find suitable animal intestines and similarly process them with magic to replace water pipes.

Third, use magic directly to melt rocks, replacing steel with rocks to serve as water pipes.

Lide immediately got drawn to the third idea.

Right, he could use magic to melt rocks and carve out a reservoir midway up the hill; why couldn’t he melt rocks into water pipes?

On Earth, steel was chosen for water pipes because it was sturdy, durable, and cheap to manufacture.

But Glory was different; steel in Glory was a strategic resource for forging weapons, and substitutes could be found in a situation of resource scarcity.

Melting rocks to forge water pipes seemed ludicrous on Earth, but it was completely feasible here.

Moreover, not all needed to be replaced, just the underground water pipes had to be replaced with rocks, and when connecting to households, switch to steel, so he wouldn’t need to worry about the issues of rocks being easily damaged or too heavy.

This way, at least 90% of steel usage could be saved.

The most crucial point was that rocks were ubiquitous; even if damaged, replacements could be readily found.

This process could even save the need for blacksmiths by directly creating a mold and pouring magma into it, waiting for it to cool before assembling it, then using magic to melt and connect both ends.

This was so much better than any welding.

And how durable was rock, steel would rust, but rock would not change much even over a thousand years.

This clever idea made Lide feel that the money was well spent.

Back in Dawn City, with an eager excitement, Lide couldn’t wait to call Harrison back.

As Harrison entered and saw Lide smiling broadly, he felt a bit strange. Why had the Clan Leader, who had been somewhat displeased just before, suddenly become so happy?

“Clan Leader, have you succeeded in improving magic again?”

Lide waved his hand, “No, I think we can build the tap water now…”

He said with a smile, presenting the idea of creating water pipes from rocks.

Harrison was stunned.

He was evidently shocked by this wild idea.

Water pipes made of rocks? What a strange idea, yet so feasible.

A broad smile spread across his face.

“Clan Leader, this idea is fantastic! If it comes to fruition, not only Dawn City, but even our farming areas could have running water!”

“We just need to send someone from the Dawn Mage Tower, and we can certainly establish the automated farm you mentioned earlier, never to worry about droughts again.

Our food production efficiency could triple! We might even supply nutrients to the crops through the water…”

Harrison’s mind soared with possibilities.

Lide laughed heartily.

He had been delighted exactly by these possibilities. If water pipes for Dawn City could be forged from stone, why not for the agricultural regions as well?

On Earth, due to cost issues, only large plantations could afford automated facilities; ordinary people couldn’t.

But now, with this water pipes idea, he’d introduced a semi-automated system to his land, marking significant progress.

In crop cultivation, water is often the most crucial element. Plants getting sick or infested could be handled, but extended droughts and floods were beyond control.

That’s why agriculture was often at the mercy of the weather.

Large-scale cultivations circumvent these issues with automated systems.

Now, as long as a sufficient water source was found, his plan could completely be realized.

A scene where a turn of a tap watered the fields, was about to manifest in the magical world of Glory.

Even the thought had quite the appeal.

“Yes, running water can now be put on the agenda.

Harrison, inform the construction department about our plans to build the water system, and also ask Emi to come over; the magic users of the Bloodline will be the key players in building this.”

“Yes, Clan Leader.”

Harrison was excited. Having managed Dawn City for so long, he well understood how significant this advancement could be for the city.

“We’ve solved the first problem, now onto the second,” Lide said after some reflection, looking at Harrison.

“The water source.”

“Water source?” Harrison was briefly taken aback, then also fell into thought.

Creating running water was not a complex task; a cursory glance could reveal its basic theory.

However, finding the suitable source wasn’t easy, especially one to supply water for tens of thousands.

Glory had no electricity; they couldn’t pump water from below the ground up to a high water tower and then pressurize it down as done on Earth.

They had to find another way.

Dawn City already had tens of thousands of residents and might expand to hundreds of thousands. Reliance solely on the small streams from nearby mountains was evidently insufficient.

Plus there were the irrigation plans for farming.

This required a much larger water source.

There was no shortage of water in Dawn City, but that was just spring water on the ground, not suitable for delivery to elevated water towers.

Using magic would mean exorbitant costs and immense effort.

So this issue immediately stumped Harrison.

“Clan Leader, shall we use magic to solve this?” Harrison tentatively asked.

Lide smiled broadly, “No, there’s no need. The cost of using magic is too high, not worth it.

We have a grand project called ‘South-to-North Water Diversion.'”

Harrison looked bewildered, a grand project?

Lide pointed towards the mountains on the horizon outside the window.

“These connected mountains, don’t they have a river or two?

If not sufficient, could we divert ten, a hundred streams to Dawn City?

I intend to harness the water from the heavens for our use!”

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Hearing Lide’s words, Harrison was overwhelmed with excitement.

The terrain around Dawn City was shaped like a gourd, encircled by mountains.

These stretched for hundreds of miles, all several thousands of blades high.

Dawn City was like a notch carved in a cake, surrounded by connected mountains.

Not isolated mountain ranges.

So, Lide’s plan was simple, directly crossing over three thousand blades-high peaks, looking for streams or rivers on the snowy peaks to face a mountain and divert water using magic.

If one was insufficient, then ten, a hundred.

With such vast surrounding peaks, Lide was confident they could find enough water sources.

The plan was simple, but it possessed a boldness to transform the world, leaving Harrison astounded.

It was so domineering.

Utterly unreasonable.

“Your Majesty, this, this might be an immensely vast project”

Lide laughed heartily.

“A project to supply water for daily use to hundreds of thousands can’t be small, of course.

However, this is just a preliminary idea. You should teach the construction department to measure the situation on the ground and then determine its feasibility.

The feasibility is certainly there, but the resources required are another matter.

“Moreover, there is no need to rush to establish such a vast water supply system right now. The most urgent task is to get the tap water system installed in Dawn City.

The rest can be done after the Frost Month is over.

For now, the spring water from the surrounding mountains is sufficient for the current needs of Dawn City.”

One cannot become fat with one bite, and although this plan is enticing, the difficulties involved in implementing it are countless. It’s better to solve the issues of Dawn City first.

“Let the construction department confirm the water sources around, then have them draw up a plan, and the Dawn Mage Tower will cooperate with them unconditionally to build it.

I need to see results by mid-October.”

Lide issued the order unceremoniously.

This is a world of magic. Although there are no modern machines, the production efficiency of magic is not low at all.

It’s just that previously the Mages, aloof and remote, didn’t think about using magic for production. But with his arrival, he naturally intended to make good use of these powerful productive forces.

Making even the noble Bloodline raise pigs, what wouldn’t Lide dare to do?

“Yes, Clan Leader,” Harrison immediately took the command.

Lide’s will is the direction for the entire Dawn City to advance; no one would dare to oppose, not to mention building tap water, even building ships in Dawn City.

With the inclusion of Dwarves, the construction department has grown robust, so they are not worried about being unable to come up with a plan.

Previously, when building Dawn City, there was a real scarcity of talent. Lide even considered going directly to Earth to find professional design firms to help draft some blueprints.

But later, he gave up on that idea because, while Earth’s design capabilities are undoubted, the end designs might not suit this world.

For example, large creatures, magic, material differences…etc.,

These are things Earth’s design firms can’t account for. Even if Lide pointed them out, they didn’t have detailed data to base their designs on, and a small discrepancy could have a huge impact.

So he gave up on the mature design firms of Earth and chose to build the construction department bit by bit himself.

Although this approach is slow, at least all buildings designed by the construction department conform to the laws of Glory, they at least would not incorporate cement into their architectural materials.

Now that the Dwarves had arrived, the previously meager construction department burgeoned instantly.

Dwarves, loving to forge weapons and mine ores, have over the years acquired no small skill in construction, since building mines poorly meant they’d be the first to lose their lives.

The Dwarves certainly do not have the powerful physique of One-eyed Giants.

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The knight with the broken sword looked solemnly at the Cross Longsword deeply embedded in the ground, its intense aura of Holy Light leaving him exceptionally shocked.

Especially after seeing its attributes, his heart rhythm sharply accelerated.

Damn, this is a Divine Artifact!

Light Holy Sword

Quality: Legendary ★★★

Traits: ???

Description: This is a legendary Holy Sword forged to seal the Undead Monarch that once ravaged the Main Plane of Glory, imbued with sacred radiance.

As an advanced player, the knight with the broken sword loved researching and strategizing various games the most.

The sudden emergence of “Glory” was a treasure trove for him.

This game was so realistic that the knight with the broken sword even believed he had transported to the Otherworld multiple times; he even gathered numerous materials to prove it.

Later, he found that after posting these theories on forums, they would mysteriously disappear. With his intelligence, he quickly noticed something unusual with the absence of similar conjectures online.

Logically, this made no sense. Years ago, a virtual game that claimed to be 70% realistic had already caused an uproar among countless players, believing it to be another world.

How could this game, countless times more realistic than the previous 70% one, not be discussed by anyone?

The knight with the broken sword sensed something different. After more similar posts quickly sank without a trace, he knew he must have touched on some secrets.

But because of this, he became even more interested in this so-called game.

His days were numbered anyway; why not spend a few more days playing before the cancer spread further?

The knight with the broken sword stopped posting and dived deep into the game.

An advanced player is truly an advanced player; his abilities in gaming were not comparable to ordinary players.

Utilizing his excellent troubleshooting skills, the knight with the broken sword thrived in the Royal Capital of the Radiant Empire, quickly accumulating considerable reputation, and even many Mercenary Corps eagerly reached out to him.

However, the knight with the broken sword had no interest in these low-level mercenary teams, continuing to pursue intriguing quests.

Just like that, when the knight with the broken sword thought he couldn’t access high-level quests at this stage, he randomly found a skeleton in a sewer during a quest.

He had not given it much thought initially; after all, bodies were all too common in this city.

But just as he was about to leave, the skeleton unexpectedly spoke up and stopped him.

The knight with the broken sword then realized that this must be the so-called Undead Life, which greatly piqued his interest, and he began conversing with the skeleton.

The skeleton seemed quite fond of him and gave him a simple task: to find a body to transfer his Soul Fire to.

As an advanced player, the knight with the broken sword keenly picked up that there was more to this task than met the eye, and he completed the task flawlessly as the Undead had requested.

Subsequently, he earned the Undead’s trust, who began assigning him more tasks.

Thus, over the span of a month, the knight with the broken sword completed hundreds of tasks for this Undead, and finally learned that this Undead had escaped from the Undead Plane.

And the purpose was to lift the seal on the Undead Monarch, imprisoned for one hundred thousand years, to let the Death Kingdom descend once again upon the Main Plane of Glory.

The reason he was chosen was because he also carried a strong aura of death.

The knight of the broken sword was deeply shocked because his cancer had indeed reached its terminal stage, and one could say he was just a step away from death.

He felt once again that this game was no trivial matter, and thus, he joined the mission to save the Undead Monarch with great urgency.

He even felt that perhaps he could find a cure for his cancer within this game, and although the idea was laughable, he felt that possibility.

This hope made him give everything he had, sparing no expense.

With his exceptional intelligence and keen perception, the Broken Sword Knight continuously completed various highly difficult tasks until he finally rescued the twelve advanced undead who had once followed the Undead Monarch.

With the assistance of the twelve high-level undead, they opened the sealed tomb of the Undead Monarch.

Since half a month after the beta testing, the Broken Sword knight had been working on this daunting task until today when he finally reached the last step.

As long as he pulled out the Light Holy Sword sealing the Undead Monarch in front of him, the Undead Monarch, who once unleashed a world-ending calamity on the Glory Main Plane, would once again descend into the world of the living.

“Broken Sword Knight, for finding the Monarch, your achievements are indelible; trust me, you will receive rewards beyond your imagination!”

Within the twelve pale skeletal frames, dim Soul Fires flickered, and one heavily armored skeleton warrior stared at the Broken Sword Knight through his hollow eye sockets.

“This Light Holy Sword can only be pulled out by a human, and one must possess both the essence of life and the aura of death, otherwise, even if you move the Light Holy Sword, the duke’s aura of death will devour your soul, causing the seal to be frozen.

So, we only have one chance!

The history that has been forgotten by humans amidst wars, but if we disturb the seal, it will certainly attract the attention of the powerful humans.

Currently, we are unable to confront beings who can tear space apart; only with the Monarch’s return, can we find the sealed powers.

Broken Sword Knight, the hope of the undead now rests upon you…

Everything, for the undead!”

Accompanied by the deep voice of the armored undead, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The Broken Sword Knight felt a scene of epic proportions about to unfold before him, with all the variables hinging on his decision at this moment.

Turning his head, all he saw was a land of Dead Silence, with the horizon obscured by thick gray fog and the ground being dry, ash-gray, and utterly devoid of life.

A grave about half a person tall was firmly wrapped in withered vines, with an old cross slanting in front of it, seeming quite mundane.

The sole anomaly was the Cross Bright Holy Sword, seemingly glowing with Holy Light and quite out of place in its surroundings, the presence of this Legendary Holy Sword lent an added sanctity to the scene.

“As you desire, the future of the undead, shall be opened by me…”

The Broken Sword Knight took a deep breath, his eyes showing a trace of eagerness.

Although what he might open could be a prison filled with death, his cancer cells could spread at any moment, and in a game, what did he have to fear, though this game itself could perhaps be questioned.

He stepped forward two paces, under the watchful eyes of the twelve undead, brought his hands together, tightly gripping the hilt adorned with angelic images, and forcefully pulled up the Light Holy Sword deeply rooted beneath the ground.

At the base of the blade, a holy space shone brilliantly, as if a light source previously blocked by the blade was now unobstructed, bursting forth without restraint in all its glory.

The space that had been darkened by the gray fog instantly brightened, as if angels were chanting hymns by his ear, holy and bright.

However, this beautiful scene did not last long, as, after a moment of the Holy Light flickering, a dense death aura surged forth from the tip of the sword.

Within the pure white Holy Light, the gray death aura mingled.

“Ten thousand years of waiting, I have finally returned…”

That day, the sky of the Radiant Empire was gloomy.

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Nolan Capital.

Angel’s Wings stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror, looking at the reflection of a handsome figure dressed in luxurious noble attire, a standard noble smile on his lips.

“Young master, the Duke is already waiting for you in the hall.”

Angel’s Wings turned, nodding slightly to the young maid clad in a black and white maid’s outfit.

“Lead the way.”

“Yes, young master.”

The two turned and exited the door, the vast estate resembling a king’s palace, meandering until they arrived inside an immensely luxurious hall.

Glistening with gold, carved beams and painted rafters surrounded them, colorful oil paintings hung on the walls, crystal chandeliers adorning every turn, and elegantly dressed nobles gracefully engaging in conversation.

Ladies wore pristine white lace gloves and bore expensive jewelry that dazzled the eyes, while gentlemen wore family crests and honorary medals bestowed by the king on their chests, proud and gentlemanly.

This was the highest-tier banquet in Nolan Capital, where the rank of every individual was no less than that of an earl.

Creak~

The banquet hall doors were pushed open, and instantly, the murmuring crowd quieted, their gazes simultaneously shifting.

Dressed in a black noble suit, Angel’s Wings stepped into the hall.

At that moment, a powerful, worldly middle-aged man emerged from the crowd.

He wore gray warrior armor that stood out among the crowd and held a silver-white Cross Longsword, glinting coldly.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the middle-aged man stepped forward to Angel’s Wings, took his hand, and raised it above his head.

He then announced to everyone,

“Let the Nolan nobles witness, this child of the Lost Plane—Angel’s Wings from today onwards shall become my disciple, and I shall bestow upon him the surname of the Storm family.”

Cheering echoed through the hall, erupting into a fervent discussion among all the nobles present.

The news that Duke Storm, who had touched the Legendary ranks, had taken another disciple after ten years spread across the capital within half a day.

Storm Sea, a player stumbled upon a giant dragon’s lair just as the giant dragon had left to hunt…

Ancient Forest, a player used their natural charm and seduction skills to whisk away a highly talented elf from deep within the forest…

In a certain temple, a player gained the Divine’s attention through unwavering faith…

Though most players led challenging lives, the world was never short of fortunate souls.

The chain reaction triggered by players entering Glory was slowly starting to burst forth.