Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 760 - 435: Mark Out the Fertile Land First_1

Chapter 760: Chapter 435: Mark Out the Fertile Land First_1

A flame of Soul Fire slipped into Count Feiwo’s body. His body stiffened abruptly, convulsed violently for a while, and then gradually calmed down. The flame had fused with his body.

“Does… it work like that?” the members of the Lain family asked in disbelief.

“And why not?” Negris responded dismissively. “It’s not a difficult matter in the first place, you’ve just hired some mediocre help, making things more complicated.”

After speaking, Negris began to usher them out. “Out you go. We need to perform a secret technique to hasten the Undead Sacrifice. Otherwise, the process will take seven to eight days, and that’s just too slow.”

He shooed them all out, and as each of them was leaving, Durken marked them with an imprint, smiling as he added, “A little curse. If you utter words that should not be spoken, it will activate and turn you into vile corpses, with your souls forever trapped inside.”

They all trembled in fear, nodding and shaking their heads frantically while firmly keeping their mouths shut.

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Curious, Negris asked, “There’s such a curse? What do you call it?”

Whispering, Durken responded, “I made it up, it’s just a detection imprint.”

After ushering all the living beings out of the tomb, including Ji Li, Ange imbued the stone of the Instant Death Halo with his Divine Power, spreading the halo outward.

The body of Count Feiwo, which had previously seemed as if in deep sleep, began to dehydrate and toughen rapidly.

Normally, the body would swell and secrete fluid until the Soul Fire fused, at which point those symptoms would subside.

However, the Instant Death Halo expedited the entire process, and the cells and bacteria died off before there was a chance to swell. The body, already dead, was undergoing accelerated ‘death’ due to the Halo’s influence.

What would normally take seven days to ‘die’ took only half a day. Count Feiwo, still quite confused, opened his eyes.

The Undead Sacrifice was successful. Count Feiwo hadn’t lost much of his memory; he could even recall some events after his last breath.

People don’t instantly die after their last breath; their senses of hearing and touch persist for some time. That’s why he could hear someone whispering in his ear. It sounded like his wife confessing, “My love, I’ve wronged you. The second son is not yours; he’s the stable boy’s…”

This revelation jolted Count Feiwo into full wakefulness.

However, the sight that greeted him was not his wife, but a cluster of strangers, including a Bronze Dragon leaning into his face.

It took about 15 minutes for Count Feiwo to accept his current circumstance. But they didn’t want him to be fully back to life until he had awoken.

Seeing Ange bringing forth a brilliant light, restoring life to his emaciated body and flesh, Count Feiwo immediately kneeled. He couldn’t have been more obedient, “Lords, feel free to instruct me. Feiwo and the Lain family will act as directed. But, if I may, could we wait for just a moment?” He said, cautiously stepping outside the mausoleum.

Not long after he left the mausoleum, the manor outside erupted in uproar. A crowd of people rushed to watch as Count Feiwo led his guards to drive a man, woman, and child toward the stables in the corner of the manor.

Ji Li returned from gathering information with a gleeful expression, “Count Feiwo locked his wife, his second son, and the stableman in the stable, saying that they should reunite as a family, hehe.”

Everyone laughed in understanding, “Hehe.”

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Bidding for the position of City Lord may seem difficult, but in reality, Ange wasn’t needed; simply his presence in the background was enough for Silver Coin to handle it all.

In the next few days, Silver Coin and Count Feiwo were busy with the bidding. Silver Coin had a million from selling the Flame Emblems, of which he spent less than 200,000, leaving 800,000. Add the 600,000 earned from those few days, they had a total of 1,400,000 Magic Crystals to use at their disposal.

Count Feiwo also chipped in with 600,000.

“Why is your contribution so small?” Negris, full of doubt, asked. “Only 600,000 Magic Crystals and yet you’re bidding for the City Lordship?”

The Count Feiwo looked astounded. “Small? This is hard cash, who else in the city can draw out 600,000 Magic Crystals in one go?”

Silver Coin put down the 1,400,000 Magic Crystal Card.

“Uh, how could I, as a mere count, compare with you lords?” Count Feiwo replied, grinning awkwardly.

After some discussion, Negris finally understood how substantial a sum of 600,000 cash Magic Crystals was.

To the noble of a remote city, while their assets might be considerable, most would not have much cash, especially in a place with underdeveloped commerce. Feiwo’s cash of 600,000 crystals was already a significant amount among the city’s elites.

“Doesn’t that mean we have 2 million Magic Crystals, making us the family with the most available cash? I was thinking of bringing in strategic investors,” Silver Coin remarked.

“What’s a strategic investor?” The phrase left everyone perplexed.

“As a City Lord, one possesses all the rights in the city, but the most important ones are Personnel, Finance, and Military. For the other roles such as city management, security, commerce and agriculture, we need to appoint others. In the end, who do we appoint? Nobles, of course,” explained Silver Coin.

“So instead of us bidding and getting the rights to the city, and then having to fill the positions with them anyway, why not sell the positions to them up front, and use their money to bid in the first place?”

“Positions such as the Building Director, Judiciary Director, Public Affairs Director, Executive Director, Finance Director, Commerce Director, etc. We just need to control the Executive Director, Civil Director, and Finance Director. The other positions can be sold.”

Everyone sucked in a cold breath, “Whaaaat…is that really a viable strategy? Aren’t we scared they could cause trouble?”

“Haha, with control over Personnel, Finance, and Military, why would we worry about them causing trouble?” Silver Coin said with a broad smile.

Negris felt this was a bit risky, “We have the money, why not do it ourselves and hold all the positions? That would be the safest.”

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Silver Coin shrugged, “Maybe, but can we find enough people to manage an entire city?”

Count Feiwo looked troubled. The thought of his family, who were almost helpless without their necromancer, taking on the responsibility of managing an entire city? It was laughable.

“If we can’t find enough people, we’ll have to ask the nobles to serve anyway. If we don’t provide them with opportunities for advancement in their area, they might leave. Without them, the city could easily collapse,” Silver Coin added.

This wasn’t a world of universal equality and education; the rate of illiteracy here was over ninety percent. Basically, only the nobles and rich merchants were literate, and those elites formed the backbone of society. If all the literate people of a city were to leave, developing it would be incredibly difficult.

Overwhelmed, Negris waved his hand dismissively, “Forget it. I don’t care anymore. Do whatever you like. Just make sure to reserve the fertile areas with water resources. That’s the most important part.”

Ange, who had almost fallen asleep out of sheer boredom, snapped back to attention in an instant.