chapter 6 : sacrifice
The voice echoed in his skull—cold, metallic, dripping with mockery.
"Ding. Found a new building to sacrifice. Choose:
[Sowrd and Shield Infantry Camp]
[ Royal Royal Guard camp]
Long Su's breath hitched. The obsidian card in his hand pulsed like a diseased heart.
'Sacrifice? He hadn't agreed to this. The red and gold barracks loomed ahead, their walls thrumming with power he'd sold his parents' souls to obtain.'
"Ding found a new building to sacrifice; please choose one."
[Sowrd and Shield Infantry Camp]
[ Royal Royal Guard camp ]"
Choosing between a red and gold building
Long Su try to choose something else because booth the red and gold bulding are rare and it its really hard to find them in the market
He even try to move out of the seed world but nothing worked
Finally he chose the red building with broken hearts .
The darkness increased and Shadows pooled at his feet, black tendrils slithering up
It enveloped the small place and the [Sowrd and Shield Infantry Camp]
its roar like a thousand souls screaming through status
The pace of darkness was relentless, with each moment adding to the previous with a unique feeling of urgency and intensity
Long Su lunged forward, but the darkness moved faster like a living thing, ravenous and ancient.
Until covering the single building like a heavy blanket.
When they disappeared, three new buildings stood where there was originally only one.
Their shapes and proportions are surprisingly abnormal for the shadows.
The building increased in height with an unsettling presence; its walls emitted a supernatural glow in the dark.
For a long time, the rapid succession of events was so overwhelming that his heart pounded in his chest as he was caught up in a breath-taking, fast-paced chase with no time to pause and collect his breath.
The three new structures erupted from the miasma—a militia camp reeking of grave soil, a workshop clattering with spectral tools, and a war academy sealed by chains of liquid shadow
[Daqin Militia Camp ]
( Upgradable)
Can train multiple Qin units
skeleton slave cost: 1 gold coin
skeleton Militia cost: 5 gold coins
[ Qin Mo Craftsman Camp]( Upgradable)
Can train different types of craftsmen
Level 1 civilian craftsman cost: 50 gold coins
Level 1 military craftsman cost: 200 gold coins
[ War Academy](closed)
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[ Daqin Palace]
(Upgradable)
The centre of authority in the empire
Can produce
+ 500 gold coins daily
Daqin banner
(Daqin banner: give all the legion units 2 points of strength and defense , given only for every hundred man general or above .)
Gold coins: 510
Unit : 10
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Seeing the information about the new building and the small palace
Long Su felt that maybe he cheated the principal with what he got by selling the demi-world.
Even though the war academy is closed and can't train units but the existing thing is he finally Having Money
He can't wait anymore and spend them all at once.
He trains 50 skeleton militia and 250 skeleton slaves to act like a meat shield.
The ground trembled.
From the militia camp's depths came a cacophony—bones snapping, swords hissing against whetstones of void-stone.
The first skeleton emerged.
Soon, a another group of skeleton soldiers emerged from the Militia camp.
The first group of them held a long sword in mad of bones in one hand and a small shield also made of bones in the other
a small soul fire with white color shine on their eyes it look exactly like the one of the skeleton slaves but it feel deeper and thicker
Following them was a vast group of empty-handed skeletons, their eerie silence adding to the tension in the air.
[ Qin Skeleton Militia ]
Level : 1
Strength: 3 (normal human 5 max)
defence: 3 (normal human: 5 max)
Speed: 4 (normal human 5 max)
Spirit: 2 (normal human, 5 max)
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The skeleton Militia costs half as much as a human Militia
Not to maintain, making them cost-effective alternative like foods and homes.
Normal human Militia units will have strength and defense of 4 point
Normally a human Militia can destroy more then ten normal skeleton militia if he fight them one verse one or even is if the numbers him
And if a group of two they he can fight 5 skeleton militia
but for his Qin skeleton militia 2 units can fight 1 human Militia
This different is what make his units spacial
Even though Qin skeleton Militia themselves still weaker creatures units in the same level
But their unique nature as non-living beings gives them advantages on the battlefield that human soldiers lack
Zero supply needs, never fear death , this tow points making them a valuable asset to any army.
Finally the unique qualities of the Qin skeleton Militia filled Long Su with a sense of possibility and hope
he saw the potential for greater success and achievement in the future.
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Dew clung to Long Su's uniform as he jogged past the school gates, the rising sun painting the brick in molten gold.
The early morning air was cool and crisp, with a faint hint of moisture lingering in the air.
His bag thumped against his hip—lighter today
No seed-world introduction study books, no other normal books. Just lord's books and yesterday's half-eaten mantou wrapped in grease-stained paper.
The scent of jasmine tea wafted from the cafeteria, mingling with chalk dust and adolescent sweat. Normalcy. He almost believed it.
A bell shrieked.
"Move, students!" A sophomore elbowed past, her summoned ice-wolf familiar nipping at Long Su's heels. Laughter ricocheted off locker-lined walls.
He kept his face blank hidden the surprise and envious look in his eyes when he saw the ice-wolf unit
Long Su arrived at school just as the first bell was ringing.
The schoolyard buzzed with activity as students hurried to their classes,
their chatter and laughter filling the air.
The school building was a sprawling complex of brick and concrete,
with tall windows that let in the morning light.
Long Su made his way to his classroom, passing by vibrant flower beds and neatly trimmed hedges that lined the path.
Classroom Currents
As soon as long su entered the classroom, he noticed that many of his classmates were already there, chatting animatedly with each other.
The room was filled with the sounds of excited voices. Many students were talking to each other excitedly.
Classroom 3-B hummed like a beehive kicked by a boot. Desks rattled as Li Ming's goblin scribe scampered across them, stealing pencil cases.
Across the aisle, Wang Lei bragged about his new level 2 human spearmen—"Each one cost fifty gold coins"—while his clique oohed on cue.
Long Su's chair creaked as he slumped into it. The chatter grated. 'Fools. You think summoning shiny toys makes you lords?'His nails dug into his palm. ' wait until you see the real armies. Numbers skeleton can win in every battle '
After a day of being a lord, everyone showed unusual enthusiasm on their faces.
Just as he sat in his seat, a small hand touched his shoulder.
looked to his side to discover Chen Shuirong sitting next to him,
her petite body and lovely features highlighted by the early light coming through the classroom window.
Her brown hair was pulled back into a tidy ponytail, and her eyes were bright with enthusiasm.
morning light gilding her cheekbones.
Today's ribbon was peacock blue—matches her stupidly perfect eyeliner.
A single strand of hair escaped her ponytail, brushing the hollow of her throat.
"Father secured a Level Two ticket," she whispered. No preamble. No fluttery eyelashes. Just steel beneath silk. "South District Catacombs. Tomorrow at dawn."
Long Su's pulse skipped. 'Level Two? That's veteran territory.' His mouth moved before his brain: "What's the catch?"
Chen's smile didn't reach her eyes. "Need a decoy."
Ah.
'Why me?'
The question burned.
But her jade pendant caught the light—real jade, carved with anti-scrying runes.
"Decoy," he repeated. "You mean bait."
Her shrug was artful. "Father insists on 'balanced teams.' but don't worry you will jut send one of your skeleton units to activate the traps" A lie. Only her self knew it why inviting long su to the team
"Thirty percent loot split," he said.
"Ten."
"Twenty, or I tell your father you're smuggling red colors eggs again."
Chen Shuirong's nostrils flared.
The classroom lights flickered.
For a heartbeat, he saw her true face—a feral thing, all bared teeth and narrowed eyes.
Then it vanished.
"Fifteen," she spat.
"Deal."
Long Su's face lit up with a smile. "I'd be delighted to join you," he said " but shouldn't the ticket to level 2 dungeon something very hard to get you hands on it "
Chen Shuirong's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Wonderful, My father is one of the city's most renowned adventurers teams underthe order of the city defense forces, so he was able to get us some exclusive tickets"
Long su talked with her naturally because in his memories classmate Chen Shuirong was the only one who would speak to dark halo ' long su '
Her father work as adventurer lord who in some way in the army and in the same time is not
This kind of adventurers can be seen everywhere now a day's
Either because of low level of units or spacial damages he had that stops his seed world from leveling up
So they sell their units and do all kind of jobs to the Dragon Kingdom army forces like protection some dungeon gates or work like logistics forces
Everything is for price and the Dragon Kingdom is very happy with this
So many lords work like this
teacher Li entered the classroom and immediately began speaking about an important topic
" Students, please be quiet" he said " Today I'll be teaching you the first lesson on how to fight"
" Everyone understands that a lord can summon soldiers in his area to fight for him"
"We will study how can I guard myself?"
"Open your texts," he rasped. "Page 212. 'Decapitation Strikes in Modern Lord Warfare.'"
Groans rippled through the room. Wang Lei raised a hand. "Sir, isn't this basic stuff? Everyone knows you just spam archers—"
Li's cane struck the blackboard.
CRACK.
Dust sifted from the ceiling.
"Basic?" Teacher Li's chuckle voice sounded like gravel in a tin can. "Tell me, young lord Wang. When an assassin phases through your army units, poison dripping from their nails,stand in fornt of you , how will your units save you?"
Silence.
Teacher Li's gaze swept the room, lingering on Long Su. "Power isn't in the number of your soldiers. It's here." He tapped his temple.
"And here." A fist over his heart. "Fail to guard these, and you're just a corpse waiting to happen."