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There is a fixed number of times each person can speak every day.

Even though some people use their attempts to chat and joke around, most lords are quite restrained.

If there isn’t anything important to discuss, they won’t waste words in the chat channel.

This lord is probably quite desperate, he’s almost used up all his chat opportunities.

“Sure, you can shelve it, and I’ll give it to you.”

Fang Hao isn’t a good person, but he’s not a cold-hearted one either.

He wouldn’t play the saintly figure by doing charity, but if someone else was in trouble, he wouldn’t stand idly by, laughing at their misfortunes.

Therefore, Fang Hao didn’t demand anything in return, planning to give the lord a pot.

“Thank you, boss.”

Then, the other party promptly shelved the item in a private chat.

Exchanging a [Bone Arrow Blueprint] for an [Iron Pot].

[Bone Arrow]

[Type: Arrow]

[Damage: Level one damage]

(Description: An arrow made from sharpened bones, very fragile, the bone arrowhead will shatter upon hitting the target.)

It turns out the other party didn’t expect to get something for nothing. It’s just that the effect of this bone arrow is somewhat negligible.

This is the lowest level type of arrow, similar to the stone axe among weapons.

Fang Hao didn’t say much and directly clicked to confirm the exchange.

The iron pot he put up for trade disappeared, and he got a bone arrow blueprint in return.

He entered the blueprint and filed it under the [Manufacturing] tab.

At the same time, he remembered the [Double-Handed Light Crossbow] blueprint he received earlier.

Ever since the Skeleton merchant appeared and he exchanged the [Metal Part] blueprint, he had met the production conditions.

However, there hadn’t been any battles so far and the occasional beasts that showed up could easily be dealt with by his Skeleton soldiers.

On second thoughts…

The [Double-Handed Light Crossbow] weapon was perfect for the single-minded Skeleton workers.

The attack power didn’t rely on the combat power of the Skeleton laborers, but on the destructive power of the crossbow itself.

In any case, leave it for later. It’s not needed at the moment.

While having dinner, he listed 5000 units of food for the people on the channel.

After thinking for a while, he posted in the channel.

“Who has seeds for crops? If you have some, you can quote me in a private chat.”

The moment Fang Hao posted…

The chat feed froze for a few seconds.

Then, it began to boil over like a pot of stew.

“Holy shit! Is Lord Fang Hao developing agriculture now?”

“What’s going on? Are we all in the same world? While we’re still eating raw meat and drinking animal blood, the boss has already entered the farming age.”

“Asking for guidance. I planted a seed a couple of days ago. I’ve been fertilizing it daily, but it’s not sprouting!”

“To the guy above, based on many years of clinical experience, your shit is poisonous.”

“How do you know, did you get mouth ulcers because of this?”

“Puke~!”

…

The topics in the channel gradually started to get weirder.

It moved from agriculture to fertilizers, and finally turned into a food safety issue.

The daily limit of ten chat posts was still unable to stop everyone’s wild imaginings and teasing.

It brought a touch of joy into this dangerous world.

Soon, someone initiated a private chat with a price offer.

“Boss, are you there? I have 20 potatoes, do you want them?”

Potatoes are tuberous plants, they don’t have seeds. You can plant them simply by cutting them into pieces.

“Yes, what do you want to exchange for them?” asked Fang Hao.

“Boss, how does 8 units of meat sound?” The other party asked cautiously.

He was worried that if Fang Hao disagreed, it would be awkward for both of them after rejection.

Looking at the current situation…

Fang Hao had considerable popularity throughout the entire region.

Many people were purchasing food as well as tools like iron axes and pots from him.

No one knew when they would need Fang Hao’s help, naturally, they didn’t dare to offend him.

Similarly, Fang Hao wouldn’t be petty over minor differences.

“Sure, you can put it up.”

“Ok!” The other party happily agreed and promptly shelved the item.

Fang Hao completed the trade and obtained 20 potatoes.

Then, it was time to make hoes.

He had obtained a stone hoe blueprint yesterday while exploring the map and defeating a giant bear to open a treasure chest.

[Stone Hoe: Wood 2, Stone 2, Hemp Rope 2.]

Create!

[Triggered Hundredfold Amplification, Obtained 101 Stone Hoes.]

Sigh…

There’s only so much farmland, creating over 100 hoes seems a bit overkill.

He halted a diligent Skeleton worker who was chopping trees with a stone axe and said: “You’ll be responsible for farming from now on, plant these potatoes first.”

The Skeleton laid down its stone axe, picked up the hoe and potatoes, and mechanically walked towards the outskirts of the village.

Fang Hao followed behind, feeling somewhat nervous.

To be honest, he had lived in the city up until now and didn’t know much about farming.

He only knew about digging holes, burying seeds in soil, watering them, and then waiting!

But farming is definitely not that simple.

If the Skeletons didn’t know how to do it, and he himself did not know how to do it, there would be a real issue. He would have farmland and tools, but wouldn’t be able to farm.

But it turned out, all of Fang Hao’s worries were unfounded.

The Skeleton arrived at the spiritual field and skillfully tilled the ground, cutting the potatoes into pieces and planting them one by one.

Its movements were proficient.

Simultaneously, a faint glow appeared on the planted spots, showing a countdown.

[Time Until Maturity: 6 Days, 23 Hours, and 59 Minutes.]

Nice, this spiritual field is amazing. It takes only 7 days for crops to mature.

Doesn’t this mean that he can eat potatoes after 7 days?

Soon after, more people privately contacted Fang Hao, selling him garlic and chili pepper seeds.

After trading for the seeds, which weren’t many, he handed them over to the Skeleton farmer for planting.

…

After taking care of everything…

He did a few laps around his domain and did some sit-ups.

Now he had plenty of food and water, and he was developing at a pace faster than many others.

Next up was the competition of lifespan. He should not let his body fail him when his domain was doing well.

Therefore, proper exercise was still necessary.

While he was midway through his third set of sit-ups, two Skeletons approached him.

They held up a wild boar’s carcass.

Thump!

They dropped it right beside him, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Fang Hao, who was in the middle of doing a push-up, got a face full of dust.

“Are you sick? Can’t you see there’s a person here?” Bellowed Fang Hao.

The Skeletons paid no heed and just walked off.

Meanwhile, Fang Hao’s attention was drawn to the wild boar’s carcass.

There were several fatal wounds on the boar, but what caught his attention was a smooth piece of beast skin tied to its tail.

It read: “Brother, I’m a lord nearby. Let’s meet and chat, we can help each other out, I’ll be waiting for you in front of the forest to the east.”

The words were in Chinese, and you could tell that the other party wasn’t merely imitating, they were actually proficient in using these characters.

It seems like another lord nearby had discovered his territory.

Fearing an attack from the Skeletons, they decided to get this message to him in this way.

Looking at the time, he felt even more puzzled.

Normally, there would be some distance between domains, definitely not too close.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be the fourth day before the other party discovered his domain.

At this moment, it was getting dark. After he finished his dinner and exercises, he would be going to sleep.

And yet, the other lord chose this time to ask for a meeting.

Even if he agreed to meet, how would the other party return?

The night was much more dangerous than the day.

It could be deduced that the other lord had a place to stay nearby – to the east and near his territory -…

Without thinking, Fang Hao instinctively thought of the Gnoll camp.