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Gu Hong wakes up in a fantasy world with a Hearthstone system, granting him the power to summon legendary heroes like Anduin, Jaina, and Rexxar. But when his plans for conquest hit a snag, he stumbles upon an unexpected truth: this system isn’t just for combat—it’s a game-changer for farming!
Agriculture? Druids who accelerate crop growth.
Commerce? Mushroom Brewers, Trogg Beastmasters, and enterprising merchants.
Crafting? Swordsmiths, Armorers, and even Drakonid blacksmiths.
Magic gear? Alchemists, Enchanters, Jewelcrafters, and Scribes at your service.
Culture? A romance novel-savvy bookseller to spice things up.
He finally realizes: farming is the ultimate strategy to unlock the Hearthstone system’s true potential.

Lord of Farming in Hearthstone

"500 gold?!" Windsor feigned astonishment, wide-eyed.

"You heard correctly," Sean replied, impressed by Windsor's acting. "Additionally, I offer you the role of captain of the guard—20 gold monthly. Will you serve me?"

"Y-yes! It's my honor!" Windsor knelt, pretending ecstasy.

Sean helped him up. "Henry! Attend us!"

Henry snapped out of his daze, rushing over. "Your Highness! Are you harmed?" He scanned Sean for injuries.

"Unharmed, thanks to Windsor. He is your new captain."

Grasping Windsor's hands, Henry exclaimed, "Without you, I'd beheaded for failing my duty!"

"I acted for Riverside," Windsor declared. "A lord who abolishes taxes and feeds his people deserves protection."

"Never met such a benevolent lord!"

"Tell our city relatives to return!"

"Henry, assist Windsor in recruiting guards—4 gold monthly for rank-and-file. Windsor gets 20."

Henry sighed. "Lucky man. Even my salary is 20." John, overhearing, nodded—he'd earned his 20 gold after years of service.

Matthew returned, holding the assassin's vial. "Black Hand Brotherhood suicide potion. Dissolves douqi in 5 seconds. Their assassins carry these."

"Black Hand Brotherhood? They want me dead?"

"Possibly. They're neutral but profit from chaos. Killing a ducal heir… leaders) likely approved."

"I'll investigate. Consider it free service—they disrespected me by attacking you."

"Thank you, Matthew." Sean memorized the name, reluctant to lose his EXP source but respecting Matthew's urgency.

With the assassins' bodies retrieved, Sean felt drained. "Henry, manage here. I'll visit the Magic Guild."

"I have plans." Sean boarded the carriage.

Departing the camp, Sean reflected. Black Hand Brotherhood. Why target me? He resolved to consult the Magic Guild's archives for answers.

Chapter 25: The Black Hand Brotherhood