CHAPTER 132: CHAPTER 132: RETURN TO THE TERRITORY, FIRST RAIN

At this moment, outside of Zong Shen’s territory.

A man riding a heavy packhorse stood behind a distant hillside with several soldiers.

When he saw the battle prompts being relayed back, veins bulged on his forehead.

He cursed under his breath, raising his sword and frantically chopping at a nearby sapling.

Chips flew as gashes appeared one after another on the trunk!

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"Two days of preparation, and it ended in failure!"

"This guy’s strength is completely beyond my imagination!"

"Why?"

"Why is this happening?"

"In the same batch of lords, someone can develop so quickly!"

"This territory is out of my reach now!"

"Let’s go!"

After venting, none of the soldiers behind him dared to speak.

Among them were both wolf cavalry and rangers with longbows.

All the soldiers feared him.

It seemed that this guy had done some inhumane things to them.

With the plan failed, he decisively led the soldiers in retreat.

Given Zong Shen’s strength, winning head-on was almost impossible.

After the failed assassination, his entire plan fell apart.

However, he had already chosen a new target.

In his eyes, nothing advanced development faster than hunting lords!

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Back at the original location, Zong Shen’s heart transitioned from initial fury, and fear to utter calm.

After enduring this clumsy assassination attempt, he became increasingly wary of the surrounding lords.

He had previously accepted the legacy of a deceased lord.

He knew that once a lord died, the entire territory and soldiers would become ownerless.

At this time, as long as you took over the territory, you could seize everything in it.

Therefore, the opponent’s intention was clear, not to confront Zong Shen face-to-face, but rather to deploy an assassin-type troop to carry out a decapitation operation.

From the damage that the shield took earlier, those assassins almost came with a killer move.

After a single strike, they retreated far away, without any intention to attack a second time.

Their intention was clear, aiming for decapitation.

However, Zong Shen found it a bit strange why this guy had so many assassin troops.

Recently acquired information suggested that in this area, the most likely troops to emerge should have been wolf cavalry.

But the fact was in front of him, perhaps the opponent had a unique encounter at the start.

He shook his head, discarding these useless thoughts from his mind.

He began to question the strategy system.

"The current position of Lord Sangui Yingshu 19871121."

(This person is currently ambushing two miles west of your territory, having realized the mission failure from the attack prompt, he is retreating westward)

"Besides, how many lords in this area harbor hostility towards me?"

(There are 7, of which 5 have already discovered your territory, while the other 2 developed hostility from chatting in the [channel])

Zong Shen was somewhat surprised that his territory had already been discovered by five lords.

However, upon careful consideration, it was fairly normal.

On 40,000 square kilometers of land, there were still over 8,000 lords remaining.

The density was quite high.

But he had always focused his efforts on exploring ruins.

In recent days, he slowly began discovering other lords’ territories.

He harbored no covetous thoughts.

This was why he disliked dealing too much with other lords.

In the otherworld, without the constraints of laws and regulations from the previous life, human intentions truly became unpredictable!

If you’re not ruthless, others may often be ruthless to you.

Zong Shen pondered over the situation among the current regional lords.

According to the distribution density of the lords.

As long as a territory rose above level 2, it would likely overlap with another.

The region was bound to be tumultuous.

If lords wanted development, they had to vie for territory, resources, ruins, and even indigenous forces.

Indeed, as the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain, let alone so many lords in one area.

Regarding the lord who sent people to assassinate him, named Sangui Yingshu.

Zong Shen had already resolved to launch a retaliatory counterattack.

Right now, he had two captives, whom he would thoroughly question upon returning to his territory.

Then, through the strategy, he would locate that despicable person.

Zong Shen would personally lead the team, ensuring that wretched person would never forget it!

Everyone trudged quickly back to the territory.

The weather was gradually changing.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger.

The sky was becoming more and more overcast.

This was a sign of impending rain.

With everyone moving at full speed, they quickly returned to the territory.

The buildings Zong Shen had arranged before departure were all completed.

San Pang, who had been fortifying on the frontier, had also returned to the territory with the farmers.

Two wooden segment walls stood in the west and north directions.

Providing some obstruction.

The defense tower was also completely finished.

The Ancient Guardian planted earlier had grown into a towering tree over ten meters tall.

Its canopy was lush, swaying in the wind.

In half a day, tonight, this Ancient Guardian would fully mature.

Becoming a formidable Tree Spirit to guard the territory.

After returning to the territory.

Zong Shen immediately dispatched the Burrowing Demon, two Mages, Luna, and Tiezhu to support the burrow frontline.

The remaining wolf cavalry formed a squad to patrol around the territory.

The two captives were thrown roughly into the corner of the courtyard.

Zong Shen first went to the Technology Research Institute and upgraded one level of the [Fortification Studies I], enhancing the building’s durability value.

At this moment, lightning and thunder began in the sky.

Arc light from the lightning crossed the sky from south to north, illuminating most of the sky.

"Boom!"

Thunder rumbled loudly.

"Splash!"

A drop of rain fell on his netted spider armor.

Trailing down the surface of the armor.

"Rain, it’s raining."

"This is the first rainfall since landing."

Zong Shen looked up at the sky.

Everyone stopped in their tracks, unknowingly looking upwards to the sky.

"Drip... drip......"

Raindrops began to fall one by one.

Not too fast nor too slow, indicating a forthcoming abundant rainfall.

"San Pang, have the farmers and kobolds stop gathering!"

"The weather is off; everyone get into their houses and grass huts!"

He thought for a moment, called on San Pang, and decided to halt gathering.

The sudden change in weather gave him a vague sense of something being amiss.

At his words, San Pang quickly gathered all the farmers and kobolds.

Entering houses and grass huts separately.

As for the soldiers, they still needed to patrol on the front lines.

The soldiers’ treatment was generally better than the farmers’.

While enjoying their rights, they also needed to fulfill their duties.

Zong Shen then stepped into the Lord’s Small Tower.

Sitting beside the territory’s sand table.

Quietly gazing at the sand table.

It displayed the real-time layout of the territory.

No one knew what he was contemplating.

At this time, there were less than two minutes left before the official end of the newbie stage.

The rain outside was gradually intensifying.

The pattering sound began to become more concentrated!