[Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully acquired the 'Resource Production Center.'
Na: Resource Production Center – Advanced
Level: 0
Daily resource production: Each type of resource x 1,000; 3x production rate chance per day. (Rank E Energy Crystal.)
Upgrade requirent: 1,000 Rank D Energy Crystals.]
Seeing the notification, Noan felt a bit surprised.
"Advanced? So the resource production center I own is just the normal type?" Noan muttered.
He had originally planned to let other lords use this resource production center.
However… this one was more advanced than the one he already owned, which made him hesitate.
"Alright, for now I'll manage the resource distribution myself." Noan sighed.
Although it was troubleso, it was still better than letting everyone distribute among themselves.
That way, he wouldn't be able to control the resources nor the center's production capacity.
"System, upgrade the Resource Production Center."
[Ding! Please pay 1,000 Rank D Energy Crystals.]
Noan rubbed his chin, thought for a while, then decided to upgrade it to Level 4. As he expected, the conditions for upgrading an advanced resource production center were much stricter than for a normal one.
"From Level 4 to Level 5 requires 1,000 Rank A Energy Crystals. That's insane… I don't have nearly that many right now." Noan sighed.
In the end, he could only upgrade it to Level 4, nearly draining all the Energy Crystals he had.
[Ding! Upgrade successful.
Na: Resource Production Center – Advanced
Level: 4
Daily resource production: Each type of construction resource 10,000,000/day; receive 1,000 Rank B Energy Crystals per day.
Chance to increase resource gain by 10x, cooldown – 5 days.
New feature: Cultivation Area – 100,000 square ters. When crops are planted here, the growth rate…
Upgrade requirent: 1,000 Rank A Energy Crystals.]
Looking at the information, Noan felt pleased, muttering: "A farming area, huh? Seems I can bring those lords here to work as farrs."
He looked around and noticed the scenery had changed.
From a snowy land, it had now transford into a vast area, with a row of warehouse-like buildings in the center, surrounded by fertile alluvial fields.
"Looks like I need a team of farrs." Noan murmured. "Ah! That worm Malrik took away… it might fit this place perfectly."
He nodded lightly, then decided to carefully plan how to select a group of farrs.
He needed to be cautious, because this was a secret area—if exposed, it would cause endless trouble.
Currently, there was no opponent in this region that could threaten him, but he still didn't want to be surrounded by nuisances.
With a wave of his hand, a spatial barrier appeared, enveloping the entire area, and then he left.
…
Three days later.
Noan was now at Thalira's forge, one of the special NPCs he had summoned.
He looked at a helt shaped like a skull, reinforced with tal plates, engraved with glowing magical runes.
"Thalira, is this thing really stronger than the tal equipnt you've forged?" Noan asked in confusion.
No matter how he looked at it, the thing didn't seem powerful—just a bunch of bones pieced together.
Thalira laughed: "Yes, Master."
Noan lowered his head, staring at the skull-like helt. His eyes noticed the surrounding space rippling violently, as if the thing was incredibly heavy.
He tried lifting the helt, frowning as he muttered: "So light… it doesn't feel heavy at all. Strange…"
"Hehehehe…" Thalira chuckled: "Master, try letting a Skeleton wear it."
Noan nodded, imdiately summoning a Skeleton and placing the helt on its head.
The mont it was placed, the magical characters began to shift, radiating a dazzling light.
"That is…" Noan frowned, wanting to say sothing, but he chose to remain silent and watch.
The runes slowly altered the helt, fusing it with the Skeleton's head, forming two horns and a half-bone, half-tal layer atop its skull.
"Wow!" Noan couldn't help but exclaim: "This… is quite surprising."
"Not only that…" Thalira crossed her arms and smiled: "It doesn't just increase defense—it also enhances the Skeleton's strength."
"Ah! This thing can even increase a Skeleton's strength?" Noan asked in astonishnt.
"That's right." Thalira explained: "These are bones from ancient creatures, carrying imnse power and strong magical imprints."
"Their rank was extrely high, so their entire bodies are treasures. Whether made into equipnt or weapons, their bones have trendous effects."
"If a Skeleton were fully equipped with refined bones from these races, it would beco incredibly powerful."
"However… there's a problem."
"Hm?!" Noan tilted his head: "What problem?"
Thalira sighed: "In truth, these bones must undergo testing, refinent, and strict selection."
"For example, to make a helt, it must be from a skull. And during refinent, all impurities and harmful magic left inside the bone must be filtered out."
"Not only that, but to complete a full set of equipnt, the bones must co from the sa type of monster. If not, combining them is extrely difficult."
Hearing this, Noan nodded lightly: "So… you an not only is the crafting process difficult, but the number of bones is also too few, making it impossible to create many sets of equipnt, correct?"
"Correct." Thalira nodded: "If my rank were higher, I could definitely solve the first problem. As for the second…"
Noan frowned, asking softly: "By how much would a Skeleton's power increase if fully equipped?"
"At least double."
"That much?" Noan was startled by how quickly Thalira answered: "Double their strength?"
He knew his Skeletons had already reached Rank C – Peak. If their strength doubled, along with the beneficial buffs from the dals he possessed, then… even against Rank B lords, he could easily triumph.
"That's right." Thalira said with confidence: "If I had more resources and my abilities improved, I could forge equipnt with magical enhancents many tis better."
Noan took a deep breath, utterly shaken. He hadn't thought the bones he brought back would be this valuable.
He had felt before that those bones would suit his Skeleton army—but in the end… the results exceeded all expectations.
However, his 'Storage Space' wasn't limitless. Otherwise, he would have brought back all the bones from that strange realm.
He knew he had only carried a small portion, but there had been so many bones there—enough to cover an entire city, stacked into mountains.
He had no idea what had caused so many creatures to die. Could it be related to… the Fate Hunter?
Noan let out a long sigh, feeling sowhat uneasy about using the remains of the dead.
However… thinking carefully, he realized he didn't need to worry. After all, the Fate Hunter stood on his side.
These beings were already dead; their last remnants of will would beco nourishnt for his subordinates.
"I'll find a way to return there. For now, how many sets of equipnt can you forge?"
Hearing his question, Thalira frowned, thought for a long mont, then said: "At the mont, I can only forge 5 complete sets, including armor and weapons."
"That's fine. I'll find a way to obtain more materials." Noan said, then left, allowing Thalira to continue her research.
When he returned to the main hall, he saw Violette and Maisy kneeling on the ground—yet staring at each other, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
Noan: "…"
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