nycdaug Chapter 71 Outdoor Tavern
Chapter 71 Outdoor Tavern
After leaving the witch's hut, Lin Mo was still pondering the map.
"Unfortunately, I only have one of the four map fragments, and who knows when I'll find the other three!" he sighed.
However, having something like this is better than not having it at all.
If there's an opportunity in the future, I'll explore it further. I can also try to find it on the black market and list it for sale to see if I can make a profit.
Of course, these are all things for the future.
Lin Mo knew very well that even if he had collected all the map fragments, he wouldn't have the ability or resources to enter an 8th-level otherworld map.
After all, the last time [The Serpent's Treasure] was only a level 1 map, and the level of danger was already quite high.
A level 8 map has an extremely high danger level.
"Anyway, let's not think about this kind of thing until we have a sufficient number of high-level troops." Lin Mo put away the map fragments, mounted the skeletal warhorse, and continued to gallop through the underground world that was like his backyard.
Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.
In three days, Lin Mo explored the entire underground world of the migratory bird city, and the harvest was enormous. The area below was very large, covering hundreds of square kilometers, with three entrances and exits.
At this moment, Lin Mo had already purchased the construction blueprints for three 'outposts' from the territory's council hall.
Outposts can be built within passages no longer than 100 meters. These passages can be sealed off, and garrison troops can be stationed there.
Construction requires 1000 gold coins, 300 wood, and 300 stone.
It wasn't cheap, but Lin Mo thought it was worth it because the survivors of Migratory Bird City hadn't yet discovered the existence of the underground world. Once they did, they would definitely come down to explore.
Lin Mo, who has already claimed this underground world as his own territory, would certainly not agree to this, so sealing off the underground world in this way is the optimal solution.
Even if you find the entrance, you will immediately encounter a blocked outpost after you come down.
If you want to get past it, you have to take it down.
As long as some garrison troops are deployed, Lin Mo doesn't think anyone would risk attacking the outpost, at least for the short term, because that would mean starting a war with an unknown force in their eyes, and no normal person would do that.
Of course, Lin Mo didn't occupy all the resource points and treasure chests in this huge underground world, partly because some of the guarding units were too powerful.
For example, he discovered an underground valley where three gold mines were connected. Those were three gold mines! If he could occupy them, his economic situation would be greatly alleviated immediately.
But guarding the entrance to this small valley was actually 100 units of 'Unicorn Divine Beast'.
We can't take it down.
Similarly, there is a "Dragon Kingdom" which contains all kinds of dragons, with a minimum of 16 dragons and a maximum of 26 dragons of various kinds.
With our current forces, we really can't win.
Even if we can't take it down, it's definitely the right thing to fence it off first. Once we have enough troops, we can attack, and then all the treasures and resources inside will be ours.
It took another day to build the three outposts. Lin Mo also made several trips back and forth, bringing out some of the troops produced in the underground city and placing them at the outposts as guards.
However, since there are some wild monsters guarding the two entrances, there's no need to rush to leave troops behind. So, you only need to place some cavemen, harpies, and beetles at the established passage.
Currently under construction in the dungeon territory is the "Hall of Silence," a recruitment building for the level 4 Medusa unit. This will take 8 hours.
"Then we can build a level three magic tower and then construct the dragon's lair." Lin Mo counted on his fingers, thinking that it wasn't impossible to create a dragon's lair within a week.
Moreover, he has already built a level 2 magic tower in the dungeon territory and acquired a total of six types of magic.
Level 1 has three types: [Magic Arrow], [Exorcism Technique], and [Protective Shield]; Level 2 has three types: [Attack Acceleration], [Thunderbolt], and [Death Ripple].
In this way, the spellbook contained many more spells.
In addition, since the spellbook now contains the [Attack Speed Up] spell, the corresponding spell scroll is no longer needed.
Instead of waiting idly, he went up to the ground through the exit.
Nearly a month has passed since the disaster occurred.
From the sky, the once bustling migratory bird city looks like a broken puzzle piece.
Many terrains have lost their original appearance. Some tall buildings have collapsed, and many strange and bizarre things have appeared, such as areas, buildings, or monsters.
Amidst the ruins, wisps of smoke occasionally rise from the survivors' camp, proving that the city is not entirely dead.
This month-long "wilderness period" was a time of both danger and opportunity, during which many people died.
But some people get what they want through luck, ruthlessness, intelligence, or even by selling their conscience and body.
Those who truly reach the top of the food chain are the extremely lucky survivors.
Some people found treasures, occupied troop buildings, and even established their own territories in the early stages of the cataclysm.
They are not the smartest, but they are certainly the luckiest.
In the apocalypse, luck itself is a skill.
When Lin Mo emerged from the underground city, the sun was directly overhead.
He squinted, adjusting his eyes to the light for a moment, then mounted his skeletal warhorse and galloped north, towards a wilderness tavern.
The tavern was a two-story wooden building amidst ruins. In addition to wood, the exterior walls were also made of bricks and stones. A worn-out wooden sign with a picture of a wine glass hung at the entrance.
There were quite a few survivors gathered around the tavern, making it a safe zone.
These survivors kept their eyes fixed on everyone who entered the tavern.
Most of them had ill intentions, while a small number were filled with confusion and helplessness.
Lin Mo, riding a skeletal warhorse, immediately caused the onlookers to lower their heads, not daring to look directly at him.
The matter of "Lord Heroes" is no secret; such news spreads very quickly.
After dismounting, Lin Mo put his warhorse into his military manual, pushed open the tavern door, and went inside.
The tavern was quite spacious, with a hard, rammed earth floor and dim lighting from oil lamps.
The tavern was quite crowded; more than half of the dozen or so tables were already occupied.
In the corner sat several men wearing worn-out windbreakers, with several glasses of beer in front of them, talking quietly. Each of these men was accompanied by a beautiful woman.
An old man with a melancholy expression sat at the bar, holding a glass of strong liquor and sipping it slowly.
A young woman sat by the window, wearing a gray tracksuit and with messy hair. On the table in front of her was a bowl of thin porridge, which had stopped steaming, but she didn't drink it. She just looked out the window, seemingly looking at something.
Lin Mo walked to the bar and sat down.
The tavern owner was a chubby, bald middle-aged man wearing a white apron stained with wine and oil.
He saw Lin Mo and gave a professional smile: "What would you like, lord?"
"What's there to eat?" Lin Mo asked.
"We have bread, sausages, broth, vegetables, and roasted pork chops. Bread is five gold coins a piece, broth is one gold coin a bowl, sausages are one gold coin a plate, and roasted pork chops are the main dish, costing five gold coins." The tavern owner pointed to the crooked menu on the wall: "Of course, we also have beer and spirits, but they're more expensive."
Lin Mo took a handful of gold coins out of his pocket and placed them on the bar.
"Try your grilled pork chop, and some of the other dishes too."
The tavern owner's eyes lit up even more when he saw the gold coins.
As if by magic, he walked to the kitchen and, in no more than ten seconds, came out carrying the things Lin Mo needed.
Although I haven't eaten it yet, I can already smell the aroma.
Lin Mo broke off a piece of bread, dipped it in the broth, and put it in his mouth. The bread was hard, and the broth was salty, but in this world, it was already considered a rare luxury.