Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead

He looked up to the east, and the moon quietly rose.

The Nightstone emitted a hazy light, keeping the City Lord's manor still bright.

"City Lord, Miss Rolana," the maid greeted respectfully as she saw the two appear.

"Rebecca?" he inquired.

"Madam is in the bedroom, she has already washed up and is resting," the maid continued.

"Alright, you may go on with your duties."

"Yes, my lord," the maid curtsied again and left the hall with her tools.

The two ascended the stairs and gently knocked on the bedroom door.

Thump, thump!

As the door cracked open, revealing half of Rebecca's face,

it was pushed open, and a figure lunged forward.

And planted a deep kiss.

Rebecca was startled, but upon regaining her composure, her questioning gaze turned to the man at her side.

It seemed to ask, what's happening?

Fang Hao shrugged his shoulders, indicating he was clueless as well.

It was already night.

Rebecca was clad in a blue nightgown, her fair arms and neck exposed, as well as her crystalline, bare feet poking out from under the hem.

Rolana was still donned in her dark green dress, her straight, slender legs sheathed in black stockings.

The two embraced tightly, their contrasting figures pressing together, deforming each other.

Fang Hao paid the two no mind.

He shut the door behind him and leaned against the table, pouring himself a cup of tea. As he munched on pastries, he enjoyed the scene unfolding before him.

After a while, Rebecca turned her head aside.

Breathing somewhat heavily, she asked, "What are you doing, coming on so strong without a heads-up?"

Rolana licked the traces of moisture from her lips, replying, "Does this need a heads-up?"

Seeing Rolana about to pounce again, Rebecca quickly dodged a little.

"I still have matters to discuss, let's talk about this later," she said.

Rolana raised an eyebrow. "Fine, you two talk."

After saying this, she walked toward the inner room.

As Rolana left to tidy the bed,

Rebecca adjusted her slightly disheveled gown, then sat sideways in his embrace. "I thought you would not come today!"

The bedroom was carpeted, so they moved about without shoes.

Her straight, plump calves rested on the armrest, her pale, unblemished feet gently swinging.

Fang Hao instinctively wrapped his arm around her waist and immediately could feel the firm softness of her form against his, even through the silk pajamas, as supple and smooth as creamy gelatin.

This is how you discuss serious matters?

He thought to himself but said with a smile, "The past few days, the transmigrators had a special mission, otherwise, I would have come sooner."

Rebecca looked up at him with a glare, "Coming to see 'Eleanor,' are you? Do you want me to call her to accompany you?"

Eleanor was Rebecca's personal maid.

Fang Hao was startled, his mind automatically assuming they would be together.

But of course, he could not say that now. With a resolute gaze, he answered, "What sort of person do you take me for? Of course, I missed you."

Rebecca pouted but didn't mind.

She gently wriggled in his arms and continued, "As if I would believe that."

Fang Hao didn't want to dwell on the subject and immediately said, "What happened at the council today? From what you've implied, it doesn't sound like it went smoothly."

Rebecca had sent him a message through the Sound-transmitting Shell that afternoon.

She briefly mentioned the day's events at the council.

Fang Hao received the news that Palmer was nearly imprisoned, and many council members were targeting Lyss City.

But the specifics were still unclear to him.

Hearing him mention the real issue, her demeanor became much more serious, "It's also a good thing you brought back the head of Hirosh from Giant Claw Island, otherwise it could have been quite difficult to wrap things up."

Then, Rebecca detailed the events that had unfolded at the council today to him.

The issues that arose were beyond her expectations.

Without Fang Hao bringing back the head of the Island Master, even if Haber had really breached Giant Claw Island,

it would have been challenging to produce any substantial evidence on the spot.

And those council members against her would have firmly denied it.

"What happened in the end? Any problems?" Fang Hao furrowed his brow.

Rebecca smiled again, nodding, "The outcome was quite good. Haber will form a patrol fleet at 'Lemat Port,' and your transmigrators will join them."

To control 'Lemat Port' and build a patrol fleet

meant holding sway over the sea trade route, and any future shipments or trade caravans would depend on Rebecca's word.

With real power, more people would actively seek to curry favor with her.

Fang Hao nodded, "Well, you've thought it through."

"The second matter is that in three days, I will initiate and head to the 'Hall Sanctuary' with Dordy's letter, hoping to gain something then," said Rebecca, her smile growing even more radiant.

The Hall Sanctuary was where the Hall of Justice nurtured its loyalists.

A place akin to a secret realm where one could inherit the legacy of older generation heroes.

It could be said that anyone who entered would emerge as a hero, never below an orange grade.

This was an important means by which the Hall of Justice maintained its leadership over humanity.

Fang Hao nodded contentedly, "Good, once you become an orange-grade hero, you can stand on equal footing with Dordy."

Becoming a hero was significant for everyone.

It affected not just influence but also physical fitness and lifespan.

"Then... let sister Aseti accompany me, it's better to have company, and she can protect me," Rebecca pleaded with wide eyes.

It seemed that she was still somewhat frightened about the outing.

After some thought, Fang Hao concluded that there were enough heroes within his territory. Assigning Aseti to protect her would not be an issue.

"How about it, Lady Rebecca, do you think you should reward me?"

Rebecca's expression paused, still looking at him, "Last time, didn't I already reward you!"

Fang Hao smiled, "That was last time."

Before Rebecca could speak again, he immediately embraced her and bent down to kiss her.

Woo—!

Rebecca's eyes, which had been wide, soon softened, and she opened her lips to reciprocate his advance.

Tap tap tap!

Footsteps sounded as Rolana walked out from the inner room.

Seeing the couple entwined, she sighed helplessly.

I knew it would be like this...

She gently tapped the table, drawing the couple's attention.

Rolana held up a fox tail she found in a drawer and spoke softly, "Found this in the drawer, want to try it? Give your good husband a proper thank you."

Rebecca's cheeks flushed red, but she let Rolana pull her into the inner room.

...

The next day.

He returned to the main city, and it was already 8 a.m.

Rolana went back to her room, and Fang Hao started to busy himself with his own matters.

He went to the warehouse and looked at the huge amount of spoils from the Divine Territory.

He had a slight headache.

Tens of thousands of purple weapons and equipment, how to utilize them to exchange for resources for territory development, was a problem.

These were Troll and Giant gears, and ordinary Undead soldiers were not suited for the size and specialized hammer weapons.

Previously, Fang Hao had considered equipping the Trolls from the Bloody Mountains with these weapons.

But after talking with Amanda yesterday, she had a different opinion.

Trolls were simple-minded and fond of fighting.

Since there were no enemies in the Bloody Mountains and not bordered by any forces.

Giving them such weapons and equipment would only make it harder to manage the Bloody Mountains.

Over time, it might increase the chances of riots.

After listening to Amanda, Fang Hao suddenly realized.

He was always thinking of where to use these equipments but had not considered that these Trolls wouldn't be on the battlefield, what's the point of giving them such gear.

To use it to rebel against his rule?

Eventually, he realized that these seemingly high-level trophies were of no use at all.

As he contemplated amid the pile of weapons.

Ding!

A private chat notification sound came from the Book of Lords.

He opened it and saw a message from Bai Xuan.

"Fang Hao, when are you free? I'd like to meet and talk with you."

What a coincidence!

In fact, Fang Hao also wanted to talk to Bai Xuan.

Rebecca planned to organize a fleet to control 'Lyss Harbor', but there weren't that many people in Lyss City.

There wasn't enough manpower to transfer there.

Last night, she mentioned the possibility of adding a transmigrator and also offered Bai Xuan a Federation official position.

Fang Hao wanted to discuss this with Bai Xuan as well.

Now that she was seeking him out, he was curious to hear what she had to say and get this matter sorted.

After deciding, he immediately replied, "Sure, do you have time now?"

The reply came back quickly, "I'm free, let's meet at the Trade Alliance Tavern."

"Okay."

He called Demitrija and headed to the Trade Alliance's location.

It was still the tavern on the second floor.

When he pushed the door open, he saw Bai Xuan sitting opposite the table.

Beside her followed a blue hero dressed like a mercenary with a single-handed sword.

"Big Boss Fang Hao."

When Bai Xuan saw Fang Hao enter, she immediately stood up with a smile.

The mercenary hero accompanying her glanced sharply at the two, but upon seeing Demitrija covered in golden armor, he quickly diverted his gaze and sat down properly to one side.

"Alliance Hierarch Bai Xuan, what did you call me here for?" Fang Hao sat down at the table.

Bai Xuan gave a straightforward introduction of the incident with the Aerial Ship on its return journey.

It sounded almost like a report, very clear.

After finishing, she exchanged a few pleasantries, then hesitantly began, "Big Boss Fang Hao, our Straw Hat Federation would like to join your territory."

Ah, this…

Fang Hao was slightly startled.

Initially, Fang Hao invited her to join his territory, but Bai Xuan refused, opting to transfer the treasure map to him instead.

It seemed Bai Xuan preferred to run her own Alliance and didn't want to mix into Fang Hao's affairs.

But now, it seemed she had changed her mind.

"May I know the reason?" Fang Hao asked.

Bai Xuan pondered for a moment, then said, "After this battle with the Sea Tribe, we realized our own strength. We could hardly develop with our own capabilities, so we'd like the Big Boss to take us in."

From the Aerial Ship, they also saw the gap between themselves and Fang Hao.

It was like they were in different eras.

Aerial Ship, orange cannons, thinking back to their own fleet, sea ships, ordinary field cannons.

One was for attacking others, one for getting attacked.

The difference was too great.

Plus, after this Divine Territory mission, who knows how many people were trying to find ways to join Fang Hao's side.

They were late, perhaps he wouldn't even want them anymore.

"Do all your members agree?"