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Giant Claw Island and the Hundred Cities bordered each other at sea.
The Sea Tribe and humans also had a complex competitive relationship.
They engaged in trade with each other, but with their territories adjoining at sea, minor frictions were incessant.
However, both sides exercised restraint.
The Sea Tribe took little interest in the mainland, preferring the oceanic environnt.
Humans had little interest in those scattered islands and were no match for the Sea Tribe at sea.
Even if there were conflicts, they could typically be resolved through negotiations.
But recently, this changed.
Recently, the Sea Tribe learned that the human's Hundred Cities Federation had been crippled by the Undead.
Their strength had significantly diminished.
Therefore, Giant Claw Island intended to take advantage of this opportunity to heavily extort the Federation.
In the face of the human Federation's desire to avoid a battle on two fronts, the Island sought to gain the utmost benefits.
Hirosh heard this news without any surprise, just frowned and asked, "Lord Hirosh, a matter this significant... I am not very familiar with the powers of both sides and afraid to ruin your major plans."
Hirosh waved his hand dismissively and said, "It's not a major event. The human's Silver Wing City is in the center of Hundred Cities. The Sea Tribe isn't suited for long distances. That's why we've arranged for you to go. We will prepare everything you need. You can discuss directly with them when the ti cos."
"About the escort…"
"Escort? Just bring more of your guards. As the Sea Tribe's Foreign Minister, the humans will also provide troops for your protection. Moreover, once this matter is completed, you will be allowed to join the Sea Tribe."
Hearing this, Shi He Ming couldn't help feeling elated.
In this marine archipelago environnt, becoming part of the Sea Tribe would give him a greater advantage.
Otherwise, as a mber of the Human Clan, his prospects for advancent in this environnt would eventually reach a limit, barely able to improve.
With the discussion reaching this point, Shi He Ming agreed to the terms.
"Lord Hirosh, rest assured, I will do my best to complete the mission," Shi He Ming declared loudly.
"Good, go and prepare. I have already had a ship prepared for you. When it's ti, you'll head to Silver Wing City."
So soon?
But he had nothing to prepare, so he accepted imdiately, "Understood."
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Lyss City.
Before they knew it, it was afternoon.
Leaning against a soft couch, Fang Hao couldn't help but marvel: won of this age were both enchanting and tender.
Looking down, Rebecca lay half-snuggled in his arms, her complexion pink, her cheeks stunningly attractive.
He wrapped his arms around her slightly feverish, voluptuous form, elasticity and softness filling his palm.
Rebecca's appearance, too, was rather disheveled.
Her hair was tousled, her top wide open.
Her skirt was hiked up high, exposing her delicate thighs, along with half of her stockings.
After such a long ti.
Rebecca had also grown accustod to her man's proclivities.
Even during daylight, she could let go and enjoy herself thoroughly.
Fang Hao's hand unconsciously tightened.
"Hmm...,"
The Rebecca in his arms began to slowly open her eyes.
"Awake! Feeling good...?"
Rebecca just felt sore all over, completely weak.
Seeing the man's boastful look, she felt a spark of annoyance.
She turned and got up, twisting a hand on his waist forcefully.
"Hiss!... What are you doing, forget just because you pulled up your trousers?"
Fang Hao imdiately cried out in pain.
Rebecca buttoned up her top, made a slapping gesture to scare him, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, I'll slap you dead."
Fang Hao chuckled, "Alright, alright, no more talk. Stay for a bit longer."
He pulled her back into his arms.
Once again, he kissed her lips.
Rebecca didn't resist, instead resting on his shoulder, trying her best to respond.
Just as they were as inseparable as glue.
An inquiring voice suddenly ca from outside the door, "Where is Rebecca?"
The voice was very soft through the door.
But the two of them heard it clearly.
The voice of Rolana.
In their eyes, panic was evident.
Damn it, we're done for, about to be caught in the act.
"She's discussing matters with the City Lord in the room!" replied the guard at the door.
Rebecca was the first to react, hastily fixing her clothes while gesturing for him to leave quickly.
Fang Hao imdiately activated the teleportation screen and stepped through, trousers in hand.
Rebecca quickly gathered up the belt and shoes from the floor and threw them into the screen.
Squeak!!
The mont the screen shattered, Rolana walked in.
"What's that sll? Is the room moldy?" Rolana asked while fanning her nose.
Rebecca sat to one side, picking up the scattered papers from the floor, her deanor calm, "Didn't you say you'd go to Fairy Dream Tower for a look? You're back so soon?"
"Yes, there wasn't much to see, so I ca back early." Rolana sat down beside her, draping an arm over her shoulders, "Weren't you with Fang Hao? Where is he?"
"He left a while ago." Rebecca organized the papers to the side and retorted, "Why? Miss him? Go find him, you can fly, and it's not that far."
"Hmph, miss him? What a joke."
"Just admit you're stubborn!" Rebecca got up and walked towards the door, "I'm going to check on the school construction site. Are you coming?"
"Sure, I have nothing else to do anyway, might as well protect you."
Arm in arm, the two walked out of the room.
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Fang Hao's return journey was sowhat disheveled.
Luckily, it was quiet in the Lord's residence at this ti.
The maids were all out training, leaving the hall desolate.
He straightened his clothes.
He headed towards the back yard and lay down again on a reclining chair.
He began to sway back and forth idly.
Rolana needs to be won over quickly. Otherwise, her constant interruptions could give a real scare one of these days.
As he thought this, the Parrot Red General flew over with a shelled nut in its beak.
It tossed the nut onto him, indicating he should crack it open for her.
Fang Hao picked it up from his belly, squeezed forcefully, and cracked the shell of the nut.
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Nuts were brought to the Red General's mouth, "You're becoming round as a ball, always thinking about eating."
After the novelty of three days wore off.
The Red General was left to roam free.
Anjia rembered him occasionally, took him out to play, and gave him baths.
Most of the ti, it was the maids who fed him.
But his als remained generous, and he grew fatter with every bite.
Fang Hao was afraid he would grow as big as a chicken, and one day Anjia would stew him.
After feeding the Red General for a while, the training maids returned and began preparing dinner.
Dinner was eaten.
As night fell.
Fang Hao opened the Book of Lords and flipped to the territory channel.
Since there were no restrictions on the number of ssages one could send on the territory channel, it was almost as bustling as the regional channel.
Watching everyone chatting leisurely after dinner.
He composed a ssage and hit send.
"Zhang Bin, Dong Jiayue, Fu Lei, Xu Yang, Tang Qi, Li Rong, check if anyone under you has experience in the education sector, and report to ."
Once the ssage was sent.
Suddenly, the territory channel fell silent, as if the internet had cut out.
It quieted down.
And just hovered on Fang Hao's ssage, with no reply for a long ti.
Soon, the first to reply was Zhang Bin.
"Received, Boss! May I ask what they're needed for, are there any specific requirents regarding age or gender?"
Fang Hao edited and sent another ssage, "No specific requirents, anyone who has worked as a teacher in a school, who doesn't want to develop their city and wants to live a stable life in town, can sign up. They'll be allocated housing in town, and there are no worries regarding living conditions."
Dong Jiayue replied, "Received, Boss!"
Fu Lei replied, "Received, Boss!"
Tang Qi replied...
Fang Hao said no more, and the territory channel once again burst into chatter.
The previously heated discussions were all skipped over, and all conversations unified around the topic of school teachers.
"Recruiting teachers for a school? Does the Human Clan have schools?"
"Haven't heard about it, maybe it's the Dwarves."
"Nonsense, we Dwarves don't have that, but the fine workshops do take on apprentices."
"Orcs or Trolls, maybe?"
"The Trolls are probably recruiting ingredients," joked soone.
Ding!!
As Fang Hao was following the conversation, a private ssage notification sounded.
It was Li Rong.
"You're recruiting those who don't want to run their own cities?"
"Yeah, they'll probably stay at the school permanently and rarely return to their own cities," Fang Hao replied.
After a while, Li Rong replied, "Here at Silver Wing City, there are many transmigrators who have abandoned their cities. They're just like refugees. If you're offering housing, they would definitely want to go, but I fear they might be hard to control."
Silver Wing City was a center of power, with Chinatown being just a part of it.
Many transmigrators, after failing to hold onto their cities or giving them up for various reasons.
Had gathered in Silver Wing City, fulfilling Fang Hao's criteria of not wanting to run cities.
Fang Hao continued to send ssages, "I need teachers for subjects like language and mathematics. As for control, that's negotiable. As long as they're not bad people and abide by the order in the city, it's all good."
"Should I arrange for people to inquire?"
"Sure, the more the better. But their character must be good, seeing as they'll be teaching the children. I'll provide housing for them and pay wages, among other things."
"How could one possibly know about their character!"
"Just make a basic check, at the very least we can't have thieves or those who harm their own people," Fang Hao replied.
"Okay, I got it. By the way, what about my reward from last ti? You said you would record a ritorious service for ," Li Rong imdiately said.
Fang Hao promptly replied, "Didn't I give you a shop in Silver Wing City? That's worth more than two million."
"Who are you kidding? We agreed to run Fairy Dream Tower together. You were in charge of the store, so how could that count?"
Oh, right...
It seed there was such a matter.
"Then what do you want?"
Li Rong quickly replied, "I'm feeling a bit endangered, give five hundred rifles and ten cannons."
"Where you are, giving you those might only put you in danger. Silver Wing City will beco envious, and what will you do about your own city?"
"Then what will you give ?"
"How about this, I'll give you a hundred sets of purple armor and fifty thousand Warfire Coins."
According to the rewards for participating transmigrators in combat, these were rewards Li Rong was entitled to, and she was the top achiever.
"I also want Morse to continue following ," she added.
Fang Hao thought for a mont, "Okay, he can keep protecting you for now."
"OK, hand over the money..."
"First the equipnt. Warfire Coins can't be directly traded, I'll bring them to you next ti."
"Alright."
Fang Hao imdiately opened the trade channel and transferred the items to her.
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Silver Wing City.
In the church, inside an empty room.
Xu Haide, who had been cleaned up and put on a new saint's robe, was sitting in a chair on the side.
Although he had regained his past charm.
His hair and eyebrows were gone, and there was a noticeable white mark on his neck.
"Xu Haide, were you killed by a wandering spirit?" the Archbishop, sitting across from him, asked.
Xu Haide then raised his head, his voice hoarse as if his vocal cords were injured.
He said, "I can be certain it wasn't a wandering spirit."
The Archbishop's eyes narrowed.
His guess was the sa as Xu Haide's.
The church had arranged so many Knights to protect him.
A lowly undead like a wandering spirit, how could it possibly kill a saint who was guarded so well?
It was obviously soone else who took advantage of the situation to kill Xu Haide.
"Did you see who killed you?" the Archbishop asked, his tone turning colder.
Xu Haide closed his eyes to recall for a mont before slowly speaking, "Archbishop, I feel it was the Dark Elf guard by Li Rong's side."
"Li Rong?"
Everyone present was taken aback.
An unexpected answer.
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