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Chapter 0003: Lord

Another golden mark appears on the map, which is a "!".

"Jane, how long have you been nearby? Have you ever been there?"

The girl, who was about to fall asleep, raised her head and looked in the direction of Adam's finger.

"It takes two or three days, the largest building here, but..."

She pursed her lips, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

“What’s there?”

Adam is handsome, now with a broken top, his bare muscles show the man's reliability, and his fine and complicated scars tell his extraordinary Kundia experience.

It seemed that it was Adam's low and powerful voice that gave Jane a little security, and she continued to say with a dismal expression.

"There are a lot of smells there, and there may be ghouls hiding inside. And... and I peeked through the window, there were monsters, their mouths were open, and the ground was covered in blood."

"Let's go, I'll go and have a supper if I'm lucky enough."

Adam said as he stood up. The wound that began to heal could not stop him from moving freely. The refugee girl Jane also staggered and followed, and the dust stained on her body was not in strength to pat her.

Adam bathed in the warm sunshine, spreading his arms as if he could absorb enough strength.

This high ground connects a branch of the avenue. The main building built with piles of stones has collapsed. Other places are scattered with stones. Decaying mossy wood sticks out from the gap.

They are now in the middle of the highlands, with farmhouses and other houses flatteringly below. There are not many, all abandoned, and very few can be used as shabby residences that barely hide from the wind and rain.

【Public (breakable, repairable)】

【Blacksmith shop (rebuilding required)】

【Friendly Houses (Abandoned)】

【House (destroyed, repairable)】

...

The map in his mind changes as Adam moves, but the range is fixed. When his vision comes into contact with him, the information also appears and is fixed in the correct position on the map.

Adam asked Jane from time to time, and she would recall it. If she talked about something rough, she would mostly add conclusions such as "no food", "very little wood" and "you can receive rain."

"At that time, I heard the sound of horse hooves and thought it was a caravan or a bounty hunter. I wanted to see if the stranger could give me some food, or take me kindly to find a bigger town.

I ended up seeing you being thrown here and climbing over there.”

Adam looked at the ramp, and the dirt road extended to the avenue outside the forest. There was also a small wooden bridge not far away, with the flowing river water below.

On the way, he picked up a piece of pottery in the slightly dry crack, engraved with Grande-style patterns.

[(Clues) Old Prayer Earthenware]

[When the people in the base still had a full meal, everyone still followed the traditions of their ancestors.]

"Just, right there!"

Jian pointed to the most complete main building, and the black room was indeed filled with stench of corpses. On the map, there were no red dots except the golden "!".

Adam ignored Jane's obstruction and held the previous rolled-blade dagger and walked in alertly. Sure enough, he saw the terrifying monster in the girl's mouth.

“It’s dead.”

In addition to blood everywhere, there were also several corpses and a huge griffin head lying across the dark room.

The eagle's beak is wider than Adam's strong calves, with oily and dark stains on it, and its eyes are already white and about to fall off. Judging from the dark brown feathers, it is not low.

The man who hunted it and cut off his head was right next to him.

After observation and the growth of maggots, this tragedy happened half a month ago.

The mercenaries entrusted to hunt were resting here with spoils and scars on their bodies, and were robbed by the bandits who followed him. Two guys with poor skills were buried with him.

The sword and armor were taken away by the survivors, but among the bandits, there was no leader with enough experience, so they forgot to check the most critical points.

Adam crouched beside the griffin's head, holding onto the rotten and weak edge.

"Close your eyes."

Jane held the door frame and looked around. Before she could hear what Adam said, she saw him stabbed into the huge wound with a knife, making a nauseous sound as if he was stuck into the mud.

[The brave man who hunts griffins likes to hide his wealth in the spoils. Your experience and decisiveness bring you ten silver pythons and forty copper wolfs]

Adam's blood-stained hands grabbed the sac made of animal skin, and his fingers rolled, and the coins inside rustled.

"Why does that exclamation mark still exist? Is there something else in this prompt?"

He looked around and there was no wood left except for the dust and collapsed stones. Finally, Adam walked towards the large window with a breathable sun, stepped on the stage, and stretched out his head.

Below is the dark woods with pointed trees growing everywhere, wild wolves and ghouls appearing.

[Not only has a resting guest here, but someone has left his legacy in the main building.]

Thinking of the pottery pieces I picked up on the road, Adam smiled on his bloody and white face.

"Oh, it turns out to be a legacy."

"Mr. Adam, be careful."

"simple,"

Adam threw the stinky coin over.

"You know, the Grande would put the most valuable things high up, preferably on top of his head."

After saying that, he jumped out of the window, and in the screams of the girl, he grabbed the raised stones on the edge of the wall in an extremely thrilling manner, and then turned over and began to climb outside the main building.

The Grande people's architectural style liked to build windows backlit, so Adam worked hard in the shadows for a long time. When he climbed to the platform on the roof, his wounds were torn, and the blood strips that recovered after waking up fell back.

Adam clapped his hands, the sun was warm, and the handsome young man walked towards the central bulge, and a reflective ring popped out of the scattered stones.

【Lord Ring】

"It's this thing!"

Even though Adam's predecessor walked on Kundia for many years, he was still shocked by the hidden "legacy". Until he climbed down the main building ten meters high again, he still couldn't believe what he had in his hand.

In the history of the mainland, the dwarves forged a batch of rings and given to outstanding humans by elves to prove their identities and establish kingdoms.

However, the era of the rise of mankind has been buried in history. The dozens of human kingdoms chanted by minstrels are now only a few young people with a history of less than a hundred years.

Wars of wars in mainland China were rampant with monsters and ghosts. There were countless warlords with some methods, and no one opposed the larger self-proclaimed lords.

He raised the Kundia Continent [Lord Ring], which symbolized the orthodox identity. The secret technique lingered on it did not react to rejection, confirming his speculation.

"Its predecessor, who had died of a life-threatening descendant, had not established his inheritance."

The notes changed in an instant, and Adam officially became [Identity: Poor Lord], and what followed was the opening of more information.

Including six major projects: [wood], [stone], [steel], [cloth], [food], [money (unit: copper wolf)].

Except for the copper wolf and silver python I just touched, all other items are displayed as "0". And the growth area is also displayed as "0/day".

[Only by restoring and building "houses" can these basic materials be obtained for a long time and steadily.]
Chapter completed!
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