A Realistic Mount & Blade Game

When Zhang Caidong returned to the Diesel Company, he stood tremulously before the massive tent constructed from wood and animal hides, his heart filled with extreme dread.

This novel is first published on the entire network by 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞

Even the usually unruly Sun brothers, known for their ferocity within the Diesel Company, stood there obediently, not daring to utter a word, their plump faces slick with cold sweat, clearly panicked.

Because seated inside this massive tent, being attended to, was the imposing figure of Xue Zhigang, the second general manager of the Diesel Company.

Before the advent of the Necromantic Rules, he was a figure who straddled both the legal and illegal worlds, his transport teams moving unhindered throughout Long City.

Now, he had even obtained the legacy of a Beastman Lord from the Spirit Realm.

Relying on the Diesel Company, he occupied the most prosperous transportation hub in the Balihe Street district, commanding over 300 heavily armored Pigmen, known for their siege capabilities, as his followers.

In addition to the Diesel Company's original 40-plus official employees, and over 100 externally hired or third-party temporary workers.

Each person had 10 to 30 creatures rescued from the Spirit Realm as followers.

Their overall military strength reached nearly 4,000 individuals.

Truly a major power in the Balihe Street area, wielding absolute authority!

Compared to the Diesel Company, Zhang Caidong and the Sun brothers were insignificant.

In fact, had they not reported the discovery of a new Human Lord, they wouldn't even have the qualification to stand before the general manager's office of the Diesel Company, which was this Beastman Chieftain's tent.

Looking at the broad platform in front, on either side of the massive tent, nearly 50 Pigman elites, over 2 meters tall, stout and strong, clad in chainmail and leather armor, wielding wooden shields and flails, stood like bodyguards.

Their unfriendly, fierce gazes stared menacingly at Zhang Caidong and the Sun brothers, occasionally swallowing greedily.

They made no attempt to conceal their craving for human flesh.

Because many outsiders who made mistakes against the Diesel Company, if they couldn't be redeemed, would ultimately end up in the bellies of these Pigmen, turning into fertilizer for crops.

Of course, this punishment was limited to outsiders.

But precisely so.

He, Zhang Caidong, and the Sun brothers, were outsiders to the Diesel Company.

Now, Zhang Caidong secretly glanced up at the outside of the huge tent, where many managers, clad in leather armor, chainmail, or linked armor, as stout and strong as Pigmen, stood respectfully, waiting to report their work.

Faintly, because he was standing relatively close, Zhang Caidong could hear some of the voices.

"General Manager, the sales department reports that we recently found Spirit Realm Marks, a total of 452 spacetime fragments, but the collection of these marks has led to several intense conflicts with the Wood Elves of the Green Leaf Group…"

"General Manager Zhigang, the human resources department reports that the Black Tide is coming soon. We have pre-arranged for 13,574 ordinary people to enter the territory for protection, ensuring that our company has sufficient Blue Star Rules. This is the list and background analysis…"

"General Manager, the transportation department reports that another check has been carried out before the Black Tide. All eight of the company's directly affiliated transport teams are fully staffed, with each person assigned at least 30 Pigmen as followers. The remaining four outsourced transport teams are also basically at full follower strength and can be used at any time…"

"Greetings, General Manager, the quality control department reports that subtle magical fluctuations have been detected in several areas, and we particularly report that there are obvious magical fluctuations in the eastern suburbs, suspected to be the descent of the Power of Rules. Please investigate that area carefully…"

"… …"

These were all reports from the management of the Diesel Company to Xue Zhigang, the general manager.

Listening to them, Zhang Caidong felt a longing in his heart.

Doesn't being a Lord mean being the master of this territory, with all the strong leaders or positions having to pledge allegiance and report to this Lord, bowing their heads in submission?

"What luck."

Thinking about the Diesel Company's rise to prominence, Zhang Caidong couldn't help feeling envious.

When the Necromantic Rules descended, no one knew what those crystals representing various legacies were.

Many people didn't dare to touch them recklessly.

It wasn't until many people had died that they slowly figured out that these Spirit Realm Marks were precisely the gifts left behind by the shattered, dead Spirit Realm's Positive Rules.

They were the foundation for resisting the negative rules of the Necromantic or Abyssal realms!

Unfortunately.

Because many Blue Star humans didn't know how to better use the Spirit Realm Mark's legacy in the early stages.

Nor did they give birth to stronger professionals or possess more powerful Spirit Realm creatures as followers.

They could only perish in the repeated nights.

Now, three years later, they had barely managed to resist the invasion of the Necromantic Rules based on the experience of dying too much, and had found some tricks.

But like in the beginning, once they had randomly chosen a Spirit Realm Mark legacy, there was no going back.

Finding a Spirit Realm legacy was already a very difficult thing!

Not to mention becoming a Lord, directly summoning a territory from the Spirit Realm, and directly obtaining the protection of the Spirit Realm's Positive Rules.

It was no different from winning the five million lottery prize!

"When will I be able to obtain a Lord's legacy? I wouldn't stand here so humbly, being ordered around like a small fry!"

Zhang Caidong lowered his head again, feigning humility, but the jealousy in his heart was almost suffocating him.

But soon, a rough voice interrupted his wild thoughts.

It was a Pigman elite.

Moving his thick, heavy legs, he glanced at the thin Zhang Caidong, and then focused his gaze on the short and stout Sun brothers. His thick tongue licked his lips under his curved tusks before he said roughly:

"Hmph, hmph! Follow me, the chieftain wants to see you! Clearly explain all the information you know!"

"Ah, we will explain clearly."

At this time, Zhang Caidong seemed to suddenly wake up, quickly showing a flattering expression, nodding repeatedly.

He looked at the simple and honest Sun brothers behind him.

He nodded.

Then he followed the Pigman's back, slightly hunching his back, and walked towards the huge tent, which looked like a small sales office.

Under the unfriendly gazes of the Pigman elites, who occasionally made grunting noises, he was as docile as a quail.

"Greetings, General Manager."

After the three entered the tent, they respectfully spoke.

Because they saw that in the very center of the tent, a burly man wearing a white shirt was sitting behind a redwood tea table made from a whole piece of primitive redwood, drinking kung fu tea while being served by several young girls.

That burly man wearing a white shirt was the general manager of the Diesel Company, the chieftain of this territory.

Xue Zhigang.

Hearing their greetings, Xue Zhigang didn't even raise his head. The eyes under his gold-rimmed glasses only glanced at the three of them, and he casually grunted, considering it a response.

Next to Xue Zhigang, a female secretary diligently filled a small porcelain cup with red tea.

Then she turned around and said haughtily:

"Explain in detail the matter of the Human Lord you reported."

"Yes."

At this time, there was no trace of dissatisfaction on Sun Caidong's face. Instead, he smiled flatteringly and then carefully recounted the things he had encountered regarding Shen Mu simply.

Of course, he didn't say a word about taking on private work and knowing Zhang Bo, the deputy director of the quality control department.

He wasn't stupid.

"Manager, it seems to be the report of the relatively obvious magical fluctuation that the quality control department detected."

The delicate female secretary said to the side.

"Mm."

Xue Zhigang nodded.

He reached out again, picked up a cup of kung fu tea, raised his hand, and drank it all in one gulp, a satisfied smile on his lips.

Then, another female secretary picked up a teapot and refilled his small teacup with new red tea.

"Summoning his own castle in the apartment, it's hard to say whether he's young and fearless or laughably stupid."

Xue Zhigang spoke slowly, his voice rough, full of vigor, and his tone was full of mockery:

"He must have been wandering in the wild for too long. He thinks that after the Blue Star humans and Spirit Realm followers complete the soul binding, the Blue Star Rules and Spirit Realm Rules overlap, making it impossible to easily destroy Spirit Realm buildings like the monsters under the influence of the Necromantic Rules. So, he thought he could arrange himself a base in a high and defensible place."

"General Manager, is he trying to prevent the Black Tide?"

The delicate female secretary asked in confusion:

"I heard that outside, if those ordinary people can't join our territories, they will run to higher places to hide, so that they can survive the seven-day Black Tide, when even in the daytime there are Necromantic monsters appearing."

"Ordinary people can do that."

Xue Zhigang raised his hand again and drank the red tea, his tone mocking:

"But he doesn't know that after becoming a Lord, in the Black Tide, he will be subject to the controlled by the Necromantic Rules, but still have their own thoughts, those real Necromantic troops, and the Demon troops' focused attacks!"

Xue Zhigang didn't intend to continue explaining, but directly arranged:

"Let the eighth transport team lead the way, taking the ninth and tenth outsourced transport teams, eliminate that Human Lord, and bring back his Lord's core. In that case, I can summon more magical buildings from the Spirit Realm again!"

"Yes, General Manager, I'll arrange it now."

Another equally delicate female secretary smiled:

"Then we should celebrate in advance that Manager Zhigang is planning strategically and is about to make our Diesel Company stronger."

Immediately, cheerful laughter came from inside the tent.

As well as the figures of Zhang Caidong and the Sun brothers, who were waved away and signaled to leave the tent, leaving in frustration.