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Chapter 511

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A few days later, Tang Yu didn't leave Ghale City.

The bridgehead of the Blacktide World had been established. He didn't need to do the rest himself.

Zabor and Shay had set off for the capital city.

Elaine, Winnie, and Roger returned to the Tree Shade to deal with their affairs.

Because this trip was exceptionally smooth, they only stayed in the other world for less than a day before they reappeared in the territory. Everything in the Tree Shade was as usual. Except for Chen Haiping and a few others, no one knew that their City Lord had wandered around the other world.

Tang Yu stayed in Ghale City.

As the bridgehead, the importance of this city was self-evident.

With this territory, they could use the Town Portal Scroll to avoid many fatal dangers.

Oguri, Protoss, and Moon were sent by him to find another suitable place to build a sub-territory.

"Well, it seems like I'm a widow now … oh, no, there's still Nancy."

Nancy followed him like a little tail. When she saw him looking back, she also looked at him eagerly, thinking there was some kind of mission.

Naturally, there was no such thing.

In Ghale City, there was no need to convince people with reason.

Elaine's move had chilled the last few nobles from body to soul. Even if it was only him and Nancy at this time, these people didn't have the slightest spirit of resistance, which made Tang Yu very disappointed.

Let's just keep it.

If the nobles were all dead, it would easily cause unrest. Now these few nobles were plotting the property of the dead nobles. They secretly fought with each other, which made the city a lot easier to manage.

Tang Yu sent Chen Haiping to Ghale City through the teleportation array and promoted several people, including Barkley. Several nobles also obediently assisted in the management of the city.

The dark creature corpses outside the city had been cleaned up.

There was no soul power for hunters to absorb from the dark creatures killed here. But there was also a chance to dig out spirit stones from the dark creature's skull. But the probability was much lower than on Earth.

It also led to the poverty situation here.

Originally, the soldiers guarding the city didn't have any salary. Only generals like Barkley had a certain salary, but it was also very little. In this resource-poor area, most of the wealth was concentrated in the nobles. Even the commanders and generals in the city, unless they were the direct descendants of the nobles, they would never have enough cultivation resources.

For Barkley to be able to cultivate to the eleventh level, even if it took him twenty to thirty years, he would still be considered an extremely talented genius.

After taking over Ghor City, Tang Yu reformulated the salary system and received his first spirit stones. The soldiers' loyalty to the new City Lord immediately soared. The former City Lord's direct descendants, the nobles' direct descendants, the commanders and generals of the First Guard Army were all dead. The grass-roots soldiers weren't loyal to anyone. But because their families were in the city, they picked up their weapons and fought against the dark creatures without hesitation. When the City Lord was replaced, some people began to worry about unrest. But now it seemed that the City Lord was not only strong but also considerate to the civilians.

What a good City Lord!

Tang Yu didn't know he had been given a Good Guy Card. He was commanding the soldiers to clean up the ruins of the outer city. His second task was to rebuild the outer city.

The inner city was too narrow. He discovered that many commoners were sleeping in the open. As for the outer city, only a small portion of the city wall had been destroyed. As long as the collapsed part was repaired, it would not be difficult to reclaim the outer city.

As long as he spent money.

Several nobles snorted. Tang Yu knew they were watching a joke. They thought he was doing something without the slightest benefit. But this matter wasn't just because of his kindness.

Ghor City was the bridgehead. Several City Guard Legions would be the core force to guard the city in the future. By cleaning up the outer city, he would slowly integrate the strength of several legions, and then improve the soldiers' combat power.

The second was to collect telekinesis.

Ever since Elaine dealt with the Black Tide, there had been sporadic Telekinesis being generated. These days, he had been building houses, increasing the pay of the warriors, and sending warmth to the civilians. It had an immediate effect, and his Telekinesis had skyrocketed.

Originally, the sub-territory was too small. Even if he widened it, it couldn't cover the entire inner city. The system couldn't collect the telekinesis value generated by the civilians outside the territory.

Tang Yu accidentally discovered the magical use of the 'mysterious branch'.

The 'mysterious branch', coupled with the special array arranged by the City Lord's Mansion, could collect 'human energy.' This mysterious invisible power, in Tang Yu's opinion, was similar to telekinesis, but of a lower grade. The City Lord's Mansion's method of using 'human energy' was also very rough.

He put the 'mysterious branch' back into the core of the array. The collected 'human energy' was converted into 'telekinesis.' It was equivalent to collecting the telekinesis of the entire inner city's residents. Although the 'mysterious branch's' human energy collection efficiency was not as good as the territory, it was more cost-effective.

At present, he needed to use telekinesis value everywhere, so he had to save it.

"Unfortunately, the inner city only has a population of tens of thousands. It is said that before the outer city was breached, the entire Ghor City had 200,000 to 300,000 civilians."

The Blacktide World … well, the original name was Aino Continent. The city population was quite large. He heard that there was no shortage of food before the doomsday. At that time, Hougel City had a population of nearly a million.



Discus was a serf from a noble family in the inner city.

As a serf, Discus had no freedom. His only job every day was to help his master cultivate the fields. Dragging his thin, malnourished body.

When he learned that his master had died and they were ordered to farm for the new City Lord, Discus was numb. It was just a matter of transferring from a small noble to a big noble.

Of course, he didn't resist. He was taken to the vicinity of the City Lord's Mansion along with dozens of former serfs and freedmen.

"From now on, you will be responsible for planting crops in this area."

A large piece of fertile land was presented in front of them. Discus, who had experience in planting, knew that this land was different from the barren land he used to plant. The difference was too big.

Was the City Lord's land really different?

Wait, wait, Discus had an impression of this area. It seemed to be the west side of the City Lord's Mansion. There used to be a magnificent building here.

He looked around sluggishly and confirmed that the buildings of the City Lord's Mansion had been flattened and turned into land for planting.

"The seeds are all here. Today, your task is to complete the sowing of this area …" said the tea-haired middle-aged man in a yellow vest with rolled up sleeves. "Oh, yes, you are the new batch of peasants. According to the regulations, you can receive a meal before you officially start working. After that, you will have a chance to eat at the beginning of the morning, at noon, and when the light completely disappears."

The tea-haired middle-aged man was literate. He took a booklet with the common language written on it and read it to the peasants.

He wondered why the serfs were called peasants, and why every word in the booklet was so square, as if it was carefully measured to the extent of a hair.

As a freedman who was promoted as an exception, the tea-haired middle-aged man quickly buried his weak curiosity. He took the peasants to the 'Food Storage and Distribution Center' and told them how to receive their food.

A moment later.

Discus walked out of the 'what-what-center' with the food he received.

The food he received was two long loaves of bread and a box of cylindrical items with unknown words written on it.

"Gulp ~"

Discus heard the sound of saliva swallowing coming from his side. How could he not? His eyes were fixed on the two wheat-colored bread.

The strong baking aroma made Discus salivate continuously.

He opened his mouth and bit down.

Loose, soft, with the barren words in his mind, he didn't know how to describe this feeling. He only knew that compared to the black bread that was dry and hard enough to be used as a weapon, it was ten times, no, a hundred times, no, countless times more delicious!

Discus was very hungry. He quickly swallowed the long loaf of bread that was slightly longer than a palm.

He couldn't bear to eat the remaining piece of bread … Even though he had been told that he would have three meals a day, and each meal would be the same grade of food, Discus still couldn't bear to eat it.

'How do I eat this kind of food?'

Discus hid the long loaf of bread and turned the cylindrical item in his hand over and over to look at it. He couldn't understand it, and he couldn't smell it. He leaned closer and bit it. Although it wasn't hard, the outer shell didn't seem to be edible.

"Hey, instant noodles aren't eaten like this."

A voice came from the side. Discus looked over in surprise and saw a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was also holding a cylindrical item in his hand. He pointed at it. "Instant noodles?"

"Didn't you listen to the eating instructions?"

Discus recalled that when he had just received the food, the people from the what-what-center seemed to have said it. The tea-haired middle-aged man who led them seemed to have said it too. However, at that time, he was completely attracted by the fragrance of the bread and couldn't hear what was said clearly.

He followed the man with thick eyebrows and big eyes to a tall iron box near the center.

"This is called a water dispenser … It's similar to the water intake device in a noble's house.

The blue water intake releases cold water, and the red water intake releases hot water … "

"As for instant noodles," the man said, "I think the red one is called braised beef noodles, and the purple one is called pickled cabbage beef noodles. I heard there's also mushroom stewed chicken noodles, braised beef noodles, fresh shrimp and fish noodles …"

Discus's eyes widened. He carefully reached out and touched the iron box that only nobles could use.

According to the big man's words, he first tore the lid of the instant noodles, tore the seasoning, poured it in, and poured boiling water …

"Hiss-"

An indescribably delicious smell hit his nose.

Discus couldn't care less about the scalding heat. He slurped the noodles and felt his soul had floated to the sky.

It was so delicious, even if he died, it was worth it.

… …

"The collection of telekinesis and popularity is getting more and more."

Tang Yu glanced at it, "Next, it's time to train these city guards."

There were about three thousand soldiers guarding the city of Ghale. They were divided into the First Guard Army and the Fourth Guard Army. They were the largest armed force in the city.

In addition, there were also thugs and private troops raised by the nobles. Their numbers were small, but they were more elite.

In total, there were about 5,000 soldiers who could fight.

Tang Yu broke them up and reorganized them. He re-established the Ghale City Special Warfare Regiment, from the first to the third regiment.

There were only 500 soldiers in the Special Warfare Regiment, all of whom were selected by him. They were loyal, moral, and talented soldiers.

Barkley served as the temporary leader. If he performed well, he could be promoted to a permanent position.

On this day.

Barkley led the 500 soldiers of the Special Warfare Regiment to a magnificent building.

At this time, they had changed their original armor and put on dark combat suits. Brand new weapons were hung on their waists or carried on their backs. They wore the insignia of the World Tree on the most conspicuous place on their chests.

It was the pride of the direct corps.

"We will start a month of special training here."

To be honest, it was Barkley's first time entering this training camp.

In the past, the so-called training of the legions was just shouting slogans and waving weapons. After the outer city was destroyed and food became even more scarce, the regular training was even canceled — after all, waving swords and sabers consumed energy, and the consumption of energy meant that they needed to eat more food, and the original defending legions did not have so much food supply.

The nobles, on the other hand, lived like a drunkard every day, using the food they squeezed from the civilians to hold banquets.

Barkley had long seen the true colors of the nobles, but his deep-rooted thoughts made him unable to resist. He didn't have the ability to resist.

Until those people appeared, and everything changed.

Sufficient and delicious food was provided to every soldier in the Special Forces. Apart from that, there were also Origin Crystals, cultivation resource quotas, and equipment that was many times more precious than what the City Lord's personal guards were wearing … Now, even a training ground was available.

Barkley raised his head. Although the sky was still gray, he seemed to see the sun.

"Let's go."

All the soldiers in the Special Warfare Regiment were above the Eighth Stage. There were no weaklings.

Tang Yu also used his authority to transform the newly built training camp. He didn't build it according to the system's proportion.

The primary training area was almost gone. There was only a small testing area left. The intermediate training area was mostly filled with gravity rooms and cultivation rooms. Each special room could accommodate two to three people. Even if all the members of the Special Warfare Regiment entered, there would still be room left.

There was also a spiritual space that occupied almost half of the area. Countless access rooms were lined up.

According to the City Lord, the "spiritual space" was a virtual space similar to an illusion, where they could train to their heart's content without fear of death.

Although Barkley was an Eleventh Stage expert and had experienced a lot of battles, he hadn't experienced many life and death battles. Those who often danced on the edge of life and death were either dead or buried.

He entered the "spiritual space", and several options appeared in the gray area.

"Personal Training", "Endless Mode", "Battle Space", "Trial Tower" …

Barkley's eyes fell on the description of the "Battle Space": Unlimited battles with other hunters, private battles, canyon battles, big battles, and so on (not limited to hunters in this area).

Barkley's eyes suddenly lit up.

They were the first batch of people to enter the training camp in Ghale City. No one in the Special Warfare Regiment was his opponent.

However, the City Lord's group was mysterious. Since they built such a magical building like the "training camp" in Ghale City, naturally, they also have it in other places.

What about the strength of the City Lord's subordinates in other areas?

Barkley suddenly felt a sense of comparison.

"In Ghale City, I'm also considered as the first echelon hunter. Even if I'm placed in the many areas controlled by the City Lord, I shouldn't be too bad, right?"

He entered and chose to match an opponent.

[Opponent successfully matched. Huang Wen, Eleventh Awakening Stage, 33% win rate.]

"Only 33% win rate. It seems that the first opponent should be weak …"

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