Chapter 177: Chapter 176: Plundering Supplies
The Harpies flapped their wings.
They scrambled to answer Zhao Chi’s questions.
"Stone wall, caw."
"Lots of Humans, caw."
"All stupid, caw."
"Don’t look like enemies, caw."
"Look like they can’t fight, caw."
"Humans working, caw."
’There are a lot of Humans here?’
’And stone walls?’
A Human’s Attributes weren’t outstanding, but well-trained Soldiers who could fully utilize their strength would still have decent Combat Power.
Zhao Chi felt a little worried.
It wasn’t that he was afraid of losing, just that they would be held up for a while.
But after hearing the rest, Zhao Chi relaxed.
The Harpies said they were stupid, didn’t seem like enemies, couldn’t fight, and were working.
They were probably the Humans responsible for production in Zhao Ji’s territory.
The Combat Power of such ordinary Human Craftsmen was indeed poor; they really couldn’t be considered fighters.
Each of these Peach Blossom Women could take on several of them without a problem.
"Alright, I understand. Continue patrolling the area. The moment you see an enemy, sound the alarm."
"Understood, caw."
"Okay, caw."
The Harpies flapped their wings and scattered in all directions.
Zhao Chi and his group advanced at full speed for over ten minutes before they saw a stone wall in the distance.
There was a bright light on the stone wall, but it wasn’t the yellow glow of a torch. It was a white light, tinged with a faint blue.
The illumination range of these lights was also very wide, much larger than that of an ordinary torch.
But it wasn’t as good as Zhao Chi’s Super Bright Torch.
However, the light didn’t flicker like a torch’s flame; it was perfectly stable.
’Spiritual Lamps!’
Spiritual Lamps weren’t considered Rare; the academy was full of them.
It’s just that they required a continuous Consumption of Spiritual Energy, making the cost relatively high.
However, it made perfect sense to see Spiritual Lamps in Zhao Ji’s territory. He was a noble, after all.
’If there are Spiritual Lamps, there must be Spiritual Stones.’
’I’ll loot every last fucking one of them.’
Soon, the group approached the stone wall.
The Harpies were flying high.
Now that there was light, they could fly a bit higher to observe.
"No enemies on the wall, caw."
"Safe, safe, caw."
Zhao Chi also saw that the main gate in the stone wall was open, not closed.
It seemed Zhao Ji was very confident, certain that no one would dare invade his territory.
That made sense. Ordinary nobles were naturally full of a sense of security, except for those who had been "educated" by the resistance army.
This just saved Zhao Chi and his group some trouble.
The group swiftly charged through the gate.
Inside, it was even brighter.
A large area of Buildings was covered in Spiritual Lamps.
Every so often, there was a Spiritual Tower.
The Spiritual Towers weren’t tall. A Spiritual Stone was placed on top of each, providing energy to all the nearby Spiritual Lamps.
"My Lord, be careful. People ahead."
Gu Qing pointed to the left.
On the street to the left, several people were pushing a Wooden Carriage loaded with raw materials.
When those people saw Zhao Chi’s group, they showed no reaction.
They passed right in front of them as if they hadn’t seen them at all.
Based on their Appearance, they were all Human, dressed in tattered Cloth Clothing. They must be the ones the Harpies reported.
But without exception, these people were all extremely thin, and their skin was deathly pale, completely devoid of color.
It was as if all the blood had been drained from their bodies.
As he watched, a dozen more people appeared on the street ahead, carrying something on their backs. They looked just as thin and pale.
Tang Ruan asked in surprise, "My Lord, are they also mutated and improved Humans?"
Zhao Chi shook his head. "No... They should be normal Humans. However, they’re all blood banks, raised by the Blood Race to provide them with a supply of fresh blood."
"Ah?" Tang Ruan covered her mouth.
The dozen or so people walking toward them were also expressionless. When Zhao Chi’s group blocked their path, they didn’t say a word and silently went around them.
Zhao Chi stopped one of them. "What are you doing?"
The person stopped, pulled down the collar of their clothes, and exposed their neck.
His neck was covered in rows of teeth marks.
Some had already scabbed over, while others were still bleeding.
The person stood there, staring blankly to the side, as if waiting for Zhao Chi to come and suck his blood.
Zhao Chi frowned. "Can you speak?"
The person didn’t react.
Gu Qing sighed. "My Lord, they’ve likely been enthralled by the Blood Race. They’re no different from ordinary Zombies now, except that they’re alive."
Tang Ruan couldn’t help but ask, "Enthralled? They have no souls?"
Gu Qing shook her head. "I’m not entirely sure, but you could say they’re like the walking dead."
Zhao Chi nodded. "Yes, I’ve read about it in books before. These people are thralls of the Blood Race. They have no thoughts of their own and only follow orders."
Tang Ruan looked at the person in astonishment.
The person showed no reaction to their discussion.
Zhao Chi sighed. "Living like this is worse than death. We’ll give them a swift end later."
Gu Qing nodded. "Yes, that would be for the best."
Zhao Chi said, "This territory will be destroyed soon, and all living things will die. We don’t need to waste time dealing with them ourselves. What we need to do now is loot. Take everything valuable back with you. If you can’t carry it in your hands, go into the houses and wrap it up in bedsheets. Move out, everyone!"
"Understood!"
The Female Soldiers scattered in all directions.
They entered the various Buildings.
There were quite a few Buildings in Zhao Ji’s territory.
But most of them were houses.
Next were the various production Buildings, such as the Blacksmith’s Shop, Tailor’s shops, and so on.
There were also some Special Buildings that Zhao Chi had never seen before.
For example, there was a training ground shrouded in smoke and dust.
There was also an exceptionally majestic temple, wreathed in mist.
These Special Buildings should all have different functions, but since Zhao Chi couldn’t take them with him, he didn’t waste any time on them.
Zhao Chi rushed into a house.
It was dark inside, with no lights.
But the light from outside shining through the windows and door was enough to see clearly.
The inside of the house had a default layout, no different from the Wooden Houses in Zhao Chi’s own territory.
The only difference was that 15 people were crammed onto the large communal bed.
A small Wooden House like this was standard for 5 people, but these 15 were lying ramrod straight, packed next to each other, somehow managing to fit.
They all had their eyes closed, their skin a deathly white, like corpses in a morgue.
Hearing Zhao Chi enter, all of them opened their eyes.
But their eyes just stared blankly at the ceiling, and their bodies didn’t move.
’They must be ready to receive orders at any moment.’
Zhao Chi sighed. "It’s nothing. Go back to sleep."
His words were surprisingly effective. The people all shut their eyes in unison, returning to their corpse-like state.
Zhao Chi did a quick sweep of the room.
’There’s nothing here.’
’Well, no shit.’
Zhao Chi backed out and closed the door.
He checked several more Wooden Houses, peering in from the doorway, and found they were all the same.
’It seems these Wooden Houses aren’t worth searching.’
Further in were the barracks and various production buildings.
Blood Race Soldiers lived in the barracks, and some of the Female Soldiers had already gone in to search them.
Zhao Chi turned and entered a Tailor’s shop.
There were some Rare Materials inside, and Feng Xiu was looting them.
"My Lord, there are some Rare Materials here. I’ve taken them all. We shouldn’t take these ordinary, tattered Cloth Clothes, right?"
Zhao Chi nodded. "That’s right. Take the Rare ones. Our carry Weight is limited, after all."
Feng Xiu smiled. "I’ve already looted four Tailor’s shops. The haul is pretty good, but I haven’t had time to look closely. We can do that when we get back."
You could tell she was very happy.
Of course she was happy about this kind of thing.
Anyone would be happy.
Zhao Chi smiled. "Keep it up. I’m going to check somewhere else."
The Female Soldiers outside had also discovered the Wooden Houses weren’t worth searching and had all given up on them.
The various production buildings were also being entered by the Female Craftsmen.
Each of them entered the buildings corresponding to their own profession.
For example, Feng Xiu focused on searching the Tailor’s shops, Ding Dang searched the Blacksmith’s Shops, Li Zhu searched the Woodworker’s Shops, and so on.
Zhao Chi looked around. All the women were incredibly enthusiastic.
It was as if they were on a shopping spree and had just entered a discount store.
Everyone was frantically grabbing things.
Zhao Chi entered a warehouse.
There were quite a few Female Soldiers here as well.
Gu Qing was inside, too.
She had already wrapped up a large batch of Supplies with her Silk Thread.
It looked like she was packing a parcel, bundling all the Supplies into a huge, sticky ball.
Through the Silk Thread, he could see it was mainly Weapons and Equipment inside.
There were also a lot of Living Supplies.
These weren’t ordinary Living Supplies, but the kind exclusively enjoyed by nobles.
Regardless of their actual worth, their price was very high.
He couldn’t see what was deeper inside the ball.
Besides this big sticky ball, there were several others next to it.
It looked like Gu Qing had nearly finished packing up the entire warehouse.
Zhao Chi asked, "You didn’t wrap up any basic resources in there, did you? Like stone or Iron Ore? Those are too heavy and not worth much, no need to take them."
Gu Qing smiled. "I understand, my Lord. This warehouse only contains semi-finished and finished goods, no basic resources."
As Gu Qing spoke, she plucked a Silk Thread from near her navel.
Then she moved closer.
"My Lord, can you help me check if my navel has gotten bigger?"
"Your navel?"
Zhao Chi didn’t yet know that Gu Qing had developed the Ability to spray silk from her navel.
But he still leaned over to take a look.
Her navel hadn’t changed at all.
Zhao Chi had carefully examined Gu Qing’s Body before.
Up and down, inside and out.
After all, she was like a work of art, every part of her worthy of close appreciation and savoring.
And Gu Qing was more than willing.
It’s just that sometimes she couldn’t hold it in and would leak some Silk Paste.
Zhao Chi gently pushed on her lower abdomen, causing her navel to part slightly.
The inside was the same as before, tightly closed.
"It hasn’t changed. What’s wrong?"
Gu Qing smiled. "Watch this."
After speaking, she turned and shot a thick stream of silk from her navel, which stuck to the Equipment nearby.
Zhao Chi stared in amazement at the pale Yellow Silk.
"You can shoot it from there now?"
Gu Qing nodded. "Yes, but it’s more strenuous this way. I have to work hard to redirect it. But my Lord, you probably wouldn’t agree to me taking off my pants and spraying it from the original place, right?"
Zhao Chi scratched his head. "In battle, or when there are outsiders around, just use your navel. But when you’re producing raw materials for me, you can produce the silk from the original place. It’s easier that way."
"Yes, that way is much easier."
Zhao Chi nodded. "Keep up the good work. I’m going to check other places."
Gu Qing smiled. "Okay."
The nearby warehouses also had many Female Soldiers in them. After all, warehouses were specifically for storing Supplies, so they were a key search location for the women.
Along the way, they encountered many more groups of Humans.
But without exception, they were all dull-eyed Humans with deathly pale, bloodless skin.
And there were quite a few women among them.
Some of the women had very nice Appearances. If they were in a healthy State, they would definitely be beauties.
But now, they were all just soulless husks.
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