They, in their bloodthirsty fervor, remain oblivious to the fact that their goblins are essentially skeletal frameworks, and what he desires are goblins capable of giving birth to healthy offspring.
When coupled with Bede's assistance, he would be able to proliferate goblins endlessly, creating a horde awaiting slaughter. It could not be more satisfying.
Unfortunately, Night San Geng has not yet prepared to venture out, as he has invested heavily in these undead structures. Relying solely on a group of basic-level skeletons to guard him is not reassuring. Otherwise, he could have gone out to capture goblins himself.
Having bid farewell to the ambitious Blood Mad and his group, Night San Geng directly accessed the building interface.
"I currently possess 1173 gold coins, an ample supply of wood, and corpses. If I were to construct everything, it should activate the next level of the building. However..."
Glancing at the deforested logging camp due to the burning of the forest, Night San Geng's eyes twitched.
There isn't a mining area in the Lorand Territory. If he were to construct a Skull Crusher Miner Camp, it would only become a decoration.
"Let's build the others first."
With this thought in mind, basic-level skeletons and Old Gu stood in front of him in unison.
This scene surprised even Bede. Although those goblin skeletons appeared extremely dull, such a large number should theoretically consume a significant amount of mental energy. However, having had her soul connected with Night San Geng, she knew that while his mental strength might not be weak, it certainly wasn't powerful enough to control so many skeletons.
"This man has many secrets. Hmm, too bad he's a bit stingy; he won't even lend materials for experiments!"
Night San Geng naturally couldn't sense the resentment behind him. He carefully surveyed the surroundings.
The Stench Corpse Farm and Corruption Pool were directly opposite the stone wall. The Desolate Bone Graveyard was built on the other side of the Disorderly Burial Mound, while the logging camp stood alone in the distance.
After some contemplation, Night San Geng placed the Undead Building Hall next to the logging camp, and the Blade Training Camp was positioned farther away.
Originally, the barracks building should have been placed next to the Desolate Bone Graveyard, but he planned to move the graveyard away from the stone wall later to avoid detection from Lorand City.
As for the Mortuary Cabin, he left it to chance, placing it next to the Stench Corpse Farm. After all, it was just a resting place, and the location didn't matter.
After finalizing the building positions, Night San Geng's 600 gold coins were swiftly snatched by the basic-level skeletons. They began carrying wood, moving corpses, digging foundations—a bustling scene of busyness.
However, after a while, Night San Geng noticed something amiss.
He had enough gold coins, corpses, and wood, but he had forgotten something the system had not explicitly stated:
Tools!
He only had two hoes, while he had over ten axes and saws. However, this was entirely insufficient for the skeletons.
He saw skeletons starting to use their hands to dig foundations, and the scene of chopping wood was even more unbearable. He had seen chests shattered by large stones, but who had ever seen someone chopping logs barehanded?
Night San Geng kicked away a goblin hand bone that flew towards him and sighed deeply.
"Bede, come with me into the city."
"Alright, why are we going into the city?" Bede asked happily.
"To buy things!"
...
It had been nearly ten days since his resurrection, and this was Night San Geng's first time entering Lorand City. Firstly, the circular gaping hole in the city gate shocked him, and then he was taken aback by the sight inside the city.
Is this still a city?
Why does it feel almost the same as his graveyard?
There was not a soul on the streets, and not a single shop on either side was open. Looking at the dusty signs, it seemed they had been closed for quite some time.
Fortunately, the cleanliness of the streets seemed to be maintained, with only a little dust. There was minimal trash. Occasionally, one could see a few houses with wide-open doors, making Night San Geng feel like he had entered a ghost town.
Indeed, wherever he looked, there were wild grasses growing up to the knees in the corners of the walls. Did the residents of the city not have the habit of cleaning the corners and removing weeds?
Night San Geng furrowed his brow and suddenly heard a creaking sound from ahead. An old man with white hair carrying a package and leading a 3-year-old boy slowly walked out of a house.
Seeing them closing the door, Night San Geng quickly caught up.
"Old man, what are you doing? Where are the other people in the city?"
The old man looked at him strangely, shaking his head. "Are you one of the adventurers who came because of Lord Ong's extermination order? You're too late; the order has already been canceled."
Night San Geng was puzzled; this response seemed unrelated to his question.
At this moment, Bede approached, smiling as she patted the head of the little boy. "Could you tell Sister where you're going?"
"Cough!"
"Let me answer the girl's question!" The old man suddenly straightened his back, pulling the little boy behind him, smiling at Bede.
"Well, I'm taking the little tiger here to the neighboring Heavenly Stone City to find his parents. This Lorand Territory, we can't stay any longer."
"Can't stay? Could you tell us why?"
Bede tossed her hair, confirming that even if she didn't take off her horns, this human wouldn't notice her anomaly. Her smile bloomed even more on her face.
The old man covered his heart, his voice trembling. "Ah, ever since Lord Ong passed away, everyone had plans to leave here. However, young Lord Ong came back and persuaded us, saying she would eliminate all the goblins in Lorand Forest. This way, the parents of these children wouldn't have to go to other territories to find work, and life would get better."
"Who would want to leave and become strangers in a foreign land? But alas, that fire directly extinguished the hope we had so painstakingly ignited. Seeing that survival was becoming impossible, who wouldn't leave?"
Night San Geng furrowed his brow. "Everyone in the city has left?"
"Yes, they've all gone. They left yesterday evening. Originally, young Lord Ong said she wanted to hire us for one last task this morning, but later, it seems unnecessary. Now, there are probably only a few of us left in the city."
"Alright, enough talking. I also need to leave; otherwise, it will be difficult to travel at night. Little tiger, say goodbye to Sister!"
"Hehe, goodbye!"
The old man patted the boy's head, sighed, and headed towards another city gate.
"Boss, it seems your little lover is in trouble," Bede teased.
"Go, go, go. What nonsense are you talking about? I'm undead. If I were to look for a lover, it should be a succubus or a vampire. Is there something wrong with my mind to seek a cleric?" Night
San Geng retorted impatiently.
Bede covered her mouth, taking two steps forward. "Then, Boss, what if it's a succubus?"
Night San Geng gave her a disdainful look. "What are the effects of a soul contract?"
Bede was stunned, realizing that she seemed to have long been someone else's possession, and it was delivered to her door with free shipping.
While they were in embarrassment, they suddenly heard the sound of buildings collapsing in the distance, echoing through the empty city.