Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

October 15, at noon.

Richard, standing in front of the lord's mansion, watched the yellow sand in front of him gradually dissipate, revealing a magnificent building.

I feel very comfortable.

Finally...an upgrade! !

"Ding~ Twilight City has been upgraded to a third-level city. The lord's mansion has been expanded by 50 squares, and the territory has been expanded by 500 squares. The territory's current space is 1098 squares."

twilight city

Level: Level 3 Midtown (Upgrading to Level 1 Big City requires: 10 million units each of gold coins, wood, stone, and iron ore; 100,000 units each of crystals, gemstones, mercury, and sulfur; population 50,000; 5 special technologies; 20th place hero unit.)

From the night of the 13th to the noon of the 15th, in dozens of hours, Twilight City has been upgraded from a third-level small city to a third-level medium city.

Looking down from the sky, the area of ​​the Twilight City at this time has expanded several times compared to before.

The original buildings were a bit crowded, but at this time, outside these buildings, a large area of ​​open space appeared.

It is especially worth mentioning that when the Twilight City was upgraded, the city walls also expanded along with the Twilight City.

At this moment, it is still firmly guarding the territory.

city ​​wall

Level: Intermediate (The level can be upgraded simultaneously with the level of the territory, and the next level requires 10 million units of stone)

Features: Height 25 meters, width 12 meters, firmness 50.

Skill: tenacity, increase the strength of the defending army by 30%, and the defense by 30%.

Introduction: A city wall with good defense.

Obviously, the city wall is firmly bound to the territory.

There will be no embarrassing situation where the territorial area crosses the city wall.

The only thing that gave Richard a headache was that the conditions for upgrading from a third-level middle city to a first-level big city were too harsh.

Not to mention resources, with the current capabilities of Twilight City, it's not a big problem.

There is no difficulty with 20 heroes, but the latter two are different.

5 super technologies, 50,000 population...

He has a personal experience of how difficult it is to upgrade technology.

The resources consumed are still second, the key point is... the time that research needs to consume.

Primary Intermediate is okay, it usually takes a month or even longer to upgrade the technology from Advanced to special level.

And there is a probability of failure.

Five super technologies, even if it is the city of dusk, it will take at least four or five months to succeed.

This is the result of his arrangement of Sam, a one-armed blacksmith, to conduct research full-time.

If there is any unexpected situation in the middle, such as a more urgent task that needs to jump in the queue, then this time will be delayed.

A population of 50,000 also left him speechless.

Where did so many people come from in the desert?

It's been half a year, he's been in "Era of Glory" for half a year, and Twilight City has only picked up more than 2,000 people from the desert...

It just made him unable to complain.

Those lords who live in wealthy lands, there are 30,000 to 50,000 people who are more ruthless.

The barren resources in the desert make this condition not a problem for other lords, but it is very harsh for Twilight City.

After taking a deep breath and calming down, he began to think about the solution.

"For the population problem, it will never be enough to rely on the desert to produce itself."

"Who has nothing to do to cross the desert all day?"

"Currently the best solution is to introduce from outside..."

"The most indispensable thing in this world is the poor people displaced by war."

"The Purple Roland Chamber of Commerce should play its role."

"However, there must be a limit. You can't introduce too many residents at one time. High popularity will greatly promote the development of the territory. Too many people will easily disperse the popularity of the territory..."

"After the population is settled, Sam can only work hard in terms of technology."

"In the future, we will continue to tap talents in this area."

"According to such conditions, if you want to upgrade the big city in the future, you may still be stuck by technology."

Richard's thoughts gradually cleared up, and he quickly found the key to the problem.

However, this cannot be solved in a day or two, it can only be done step by step.

The development of Twilight City will definitely encounter various difficulties.

He is mentally prepared for this.

After withdrawing his thoughts, he looked around.

Other buildings should also be upgraded.

Now he has enough resources in his hands. He left 20 million to Weier before, and there are still 80 million in hand.

Don't hesitate at the moment, directly upgrade the blacksmith shop, food workshop, brewing workshop, tailor shop, barracks... all 5 buildings.

Three hours later, five super buildings appeared in front of them.

Except for the barracks, everything has been turned into a 4-storey building.

It looks quite majestic.

Only the barracks remained the same, the only difference was that the outer railing became a three-meter-high wall.

Barracks can train Common residents to become soldiers and participate in wars.

You can even get special treasures and train special arms.

But this building, which is very practical for other lords, is useless in Twilight City.

Richard doesn't need Common residents to change jobs to arms. First, there are fewer residents, and they are more valuable than soldiers.

Secondly, the undead army in his hands is more suitable for desert operations.

The only function that leads to this building is to meet the upgrade needs of the territory...

After inspecting it, Richard was quite satisfied.

Anyway, Twilight City is getting stronger and stronger now.

But seeing that there are more than 70 million Common resources left on the property panel, I immediately looked at the residential buildings... To upgrade, you need a big city with a population of 50,000.

Residential housing at this point is far from enough.

After thinking about it, he simply upgraded all 40 residential buildings to special grade.

After such a crazy upgrade, only a few million resources were missing.

Seeing that the numbers on the property panel are still impressive, Richard is in a good mood.

The income gained from capturing the underground world last time was indeed full of food.

There is still a surplus until this time.

This made him have to sigh with emotion that it was indeed a murder and arson gold belt.

But looking back, I was a little bit grumpy.

Because of so many resources, it is only possible to upgrade the lairs of two arms to the crown...

The two formed a strong contrast.

"Is this a reminder that military strength is everything?"

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with it. No matter how well the city is built, if there is not enough power to protect it, it is still a wedding dress for others."

"Others store grain and I store guns, his house is my granary??"

Under Richard's generous work, all the buildings in Twilight City have been upgraded to special grades.

And the next level, you need to upgrade Twilight City to a big city to be promoted.

This turned him off.

With a population of 50,000 and 5 super technologies, this is stuck at the gate of life.

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Underground world.

An old dwarf stood on the towering city wall of Furnace City, looking at the gray distance, with an inexplicable expression. Because this direction is the direction of Bloodhoof City.

What he was looking for was not the dungeon barbarian city, but the figure that once appeared as a savior.

Unfortunately, it's been half a month, and the other party hasn't shown up yet...

"Rand Augustus... what are you doing up here again? Damn bastard, if you fall again this time, I promise you, your body will be thrown into the sewer, let Those dirty sawtooth rats devoured them all!!"

Hearing the sound of cursing behind him, the old dwarf turned around.

A gray dwarf sitting in a wheelchair with an angry face appeared in front of him.

There are two mechanical puppets behind the other party pushing the wheelchair. What is particularly eye-catching is that one of his arms is as short as a bean sprout.

Congenital deformities.

There was a bitter smile on the old dwarf's face.

"Master Braun..."

The person in front of him is Braun, the level 12 alchemist who first turned to Richard.

The gray dwarf glared at the old dwarf viciously at this moment.

"You fell from here last time, dare to come?!"

The old dwarf was helpless.

"It was just an accident last time, am I okay?"

"Accident? Listen, listen! Is this what a dwarf can say? By gods, I assure the great master, if he allows, I will kick you down myself, so that you can experience what it is Accident!"

Braun was out of breath.

Seeing this, the old dwarf decisively changed the subject.

"Master Braun, what is the purpose of your coming to see me?"

Braun snorted coldly, and didn't bother to pester him anymore, since his life wasn't his own anyway.

Said with a stiff tone.

"Master has returned to Twilight City three days ago, and has specially asked to see you by name."

"It is estimated that in two days, you will come to the underground world."

Said full of threats.

"Rand! If you lie, you don't have the blood of the gods in your body... Believe me, I will throw you all into the furnace without the master getting angry!"

There was an unconcealable surprise on the old dwarf's face.

"Master Richard is back?!"

"Praise the dwarf god!"

Braun curled his lips.

"The god of dwarves? That guy has long since fallen, what's the use of praising now... We are all small races, why don't you let the dwarves follow me to believe in the great gray dwarf god."

The old dwarf glared at Braun indignantly, and said loudly.

"Stupid gray dwarves! Great gods will never fall!"

"My god is just sleeping!! He will definitely return!!"

Braun sneered.

"Return? Is that the Legendary of your dwarves? When the moon rises, it will be resurrected?"

Looking at the old dwarf who was about to get angry, he didn't bother to say any more and waved his hands.

"Stop arguing, hurry up and inform your clansmen, don't make any mistakes and bump into the master, then I won't spare you!"

After speaking, he seemed to think of something, and sat up straight, with a bit of flattering intention.

"Your Excellency Rand, I recently encountered a few problems in alchemy, I wonder if you can ask you to answer..."

The old dwarf looked at the other party's shameless look, his anger disappeared instantly, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

They are all races of equal stature, why is there such a big difference?

With a long sigh, he could only ask the other party's questions and explain.

He is not familiar with alchemy technology, but for some reason, as long as Braun describes the cause and effect in detail, he can always find a way.

It's like knowledge that's already hidden in your mind.

After Braun left in satisfaction, the old dwarf took a deep look outside the gray city wall, did not stay any longer, turned and left the city wall, and walked towards the interior of the furnace city.

On the street, mechanical puppets and gray dwarves shuttled endlessly, making it extremely lively.

It seems that decades have passed since the war that destroyed the furnace city.

It was never mentioned again.

Life in the underground world is always so pragmatic.

Survival comes first.

Who rules them, in essence, doesn't matter, as long as the other party can give them a chance to live...

Coincidentally, Twilight City is in a free-range management of the underground world, which on the contrary allows the underground world to release its potential and find a way of development that suits it.

Except for a few mechanical puppets protecting him on the road, no one paid attention to him.

The old dwarf didn't take it seriously, and with anticipation in his heart, his pace was much faster.

After crossing two streets, he turned into a small manor, ignored the mechanical puppets guarding the door, and pushed the door directly.

The moment the gate of the manor opened, dozens of pairs of eyes looked over.

"The patriarch..."

"Lord Rand..."

One by one, old or young dwarves looked at him expectantly.

In the past, facing these gazes, the old dwarf always felt somewhat ashamed. He knew what his people were waiting for.

But could not reply.

This time is different.

Taking a deep breath, he said loudly.

"Master Richard has returned to Twilight City three days ago, and said that he will come to Furnace City in a few days. We were summoned by name!"

These words immediately cheered up all the dwarves.

After waiting for such a long time, it's finally here! !

"Praise the dwarf god, I knew that we would definitely be recognized by that surface lord..."

"Hahahaha, those clansmen who didn't follow, let them regret it!"

"..."

The beings in the underground world always have special worship for the strong.

And for the great existence who could reverse the situation with his own power, and finally forcibly wiped out the gray dwarf, the underground overlord, everyone had a strong respect in their hearts.

Not many people will have a psychological burden on relying on such a strong person.

The rules of survival in the underground world are far simpler and... crueler than those on the surface.

The old dwarf waited until the hot discussion died down before speaking again.

"Everyone else, go back and rest. You must keep your spirits up these few days. Sir Richard may come anytime..."

After speaking, he looked at two middle-aged dwarfs.

"You guys come with me."

"yes!!"

Entering the side hall, the old dwarf looked at the two middle-aged dwarves and said slowly.

"Is that thing...ready?"

The eyes of the two suddenly became complicated.

"Patriarch, once we hand over that thing, we will have no way out."

"That is the only treasure left by our ancestors, and it is the key to unlock the power of our blood..."

The old dwarf fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

After a long time, the old dwarf raised his head.

Said in a hoarse voice.

"Do we have a choice?"

"We have been without power for far too long since the great dwarf god fell into an eternal slumber."

"Who can still start the key?"

As he spoke, his eyes carried a complexity that no one could understand.

"The resources needed to activate the key... With our current strength, we cannot accumulate enough in ten thousand years."

"Bloodhoof City has already begun to encircle and suppress other forces in the underground world."

"If you don't seize this opportunity, the genocide will be obvious."

"Either show your worth and survive, or be treated like garbage... We have no choice."

The eyes of the two middle-aged dwarves were full of helplessness and pain.

The underdogs... always have been.

"Then, why don't we seek refuge in Bloodhoof City?"

The old dwarf sneered.

"Bloodhoof City? That's just a dog raised by Master Richard..."

Although now Bloodhoof City is in charge of the underground world, and even has the same prestige.

But smart people understand who is the real master of the underground world.

The old dwarf sighed softly.

"Right now, only Lord Richard can help us. We need to regain our strength too much."

"And it can be seen from Lord Richard's attitude towards the underground world that the other party is not a bloodthirsty person."

"We will get what we deserve."

As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand to the two middle-aged dwarves.

"Take it out..."

The two looked at the old dwarf with firm eyes, sighed lightly, and said no more.

Dwarves, since their god fell asleep, they have no power to determine their own destiny.

The two of them took out a short knife and slashed directly across their palms.

The blood flowed instantly, and the fishy smell was pungent.

But in the next second, a surprising picture appeared.

The blood that flowed out seemed to have lost gravity, floating in the sky, and the blood of the two gradually fused together.

After a dozen breaths, a dwarf statue the size of a third fist condensed in the sky.

The old dwarf burst into tears as he looked at the statue exuding a familiar aura.

"Before I fell asleep, my god predicted that the crimson moon would rise into the sky, and he would return... But now, we may never be able to wait for that day."