I Became the Progenitor Vampire-Chapter 308 - 310 Crooked Thoughts on Divine Remains

Chapter 308 -310 Crooked Thoughts on Divine Remains (5000 words)

Chapter 308 -310 Crooked Thoughts on Divine Remains (5000 words)

“Second Circle Alchemy Bombs have improved in craftsmanship, and the cost has been reduced to 50 Gold Pucks per unit,” the Goblin Chief Moer stated, finishing his sentence.

Lide shook his head.

Although the price was cheaper than his estimate, it was still exorbitantly expensive by comparison.

With the current financial revenue of Dawn City, only a small amount of money could be allocated per month for their production.

Earnings had increased, but so had the expenditures.

“Hmm, let the Alchemy Factory temporarily produce ten thousand… no, two thousand units for storage, and I will have City Hall allocate the materials to you.”

Lide initially thought to produce ten thousand units, but upon reconsidering the need for 500,000 Gold Pucks, he felt a stab of pain and immediately reduced the number to two thousand.

The cost for two thousand units amounted to 100,000 Gold Pucks, which was painful enough for him.

Previously, he could afford to be more generous, but now times were tight, and the Gold Pucks he had saved up were all used to nurture the Thorns Heart.

“Indeed, establishing an army is just burning money, and with just the small size of the current Dawn City army, the spending has already reached this level.”

Lide felt rather helpless.

As Dawn City grew stronger, expenditures in various areas began to rise rapidly, especially for military expenditures.

Casually storing a few thousand Alchemy Bombs for the Air Force represented a significant financial outlay.

Moreover, having no reserves was not an option, as producing them after a sudden event was impossible.

This was a magical world, seemingly calm on the surface, but with undercurrents raging secretly. No one could guarantee that a new crisis would not emerge tomorrow.

To prevent those unknown dangers, he could only try to strengthen the military power of Dawn City.

He had no choice.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Moer, excited by the command, smiled broadly, his disfigured face making it particularly frightening.

Their achievements receiving Lide’s acknowledgment was, without a doubt, the best affirmation for the goblins.

“Do you need to test the power of the Second Circle Alchemy Bombs?”

“Let’s do that later,” Lide waved his hand and turned his gaze to Valen, the Dwarf Forging Master, “Valen, do you have any issues to report?”

Although short in stature, Valen, robustly muscular, stepped forward and his two small braided beards gently swayed.

“Your Highness, the weapon factory has already reached its peak production capacity, and the external demand is increasingly strong; we are now unable to deliver on time.

I request your approval to expand the weapon factory.”

Expand the weapon factory?

Lide nodded slightly; currently, there were only three workshops in the weapon factory, all from the first phase of construction. Although they were not built very long ago, they seemed insufficient amidst the rapid development of Dawn City.

It was inevitable that they could not meet external production demands, so expansion was indeed necessary.

Currently, the weapon factory was undoubtedly the busiest area in Dawn City, having become the primary zone for supplying materials externally.

“Take your plan for increasing production capacity to Harrison and communicate with him; City Hall will arrange the construction department to build for you.”

The weapon factory was now one of the core sectors of Dawn City, supplying weapons to both the Dwarf Mountain Hillside, Fishman Tribe, and even the Dark Contract and the Crimson Mage Tower.

The lower-level weapons provided to the Dwarf Mountain Hillside and the Fishman Tribe were mostly rare or even ordinary equipment.

The weapons supplied to the Dark Contract and the Crimson Mage Tower were at least Rare ★★★ to start with, most being of Perfect Level.

That represented two development directions for the weapon factory, one focused on quantity, the other on quality.

However, whether ordinary equipment or high-level equipment, the weapon factory had earned an enormous amount of Gold Pucks for Dawn City.

During this time, when Dwarves strolled through the streets of Dawn City, their chests puffed out proudly.

Their facial expressions of pride rivalled even those of the Elves, whom they generally looked down upon.

Upon receiving an affirmative response from Lide, Valen’s face broke into a radiant smile.

But a moment later, he felt somewhat pensive.

The Dwarves had been in Dawn City for less than two years, yet now, he almost forgot that he was a Dwarf from the Copper Hammer Tribe, most of the time he took pride in being a resident of Dawn City.

The allure of this city was astonishing, and the speed at which Dwarves integrated exceeded his imagination.

Valen could even say that now the Dwarves’ identification with their own identity had fundamentally changed, thinking of themselves as residents of Dawn City much more than as members of the Copper Hammer Tribe.

The Copper Hammer Tribe, which once drove them to fight bloody battles, seemed like a matter of Ancient Times, those past events already deep asleep in the corners of memory.

Even if the king of the Copper Hammer Tribe returned, Valen was unsure whether one fifth of these clan members would choose to return to the once-famed Copper Hammer Tribe.

The city had become their bond, where they enjoyed honors, friendships, fine food, wines, their own lives, and a shared dream for which they all strived and worked.

This place had everything a Dwarf could dream of!

The hearts of the Dwarves were already firmly tied down.

Thinking of this, Valen’s eyes revealed a complex emotion before he sighed deeply.

No one can be sure about tomorrow.

When he looked up again, the expression in the old Dwarf’s eyes slowly became resolute.

But at this moment, I am Valen of Dawn City.

Everything, for Dawn.

Lide was unaware of the intricate emotions of this forging master, after confirming there were no other issues needing his decision.

Lide, full of enthusiasm, headed to the alchemy factory with Moer, ready to experiment with a Second Circle Alchemy Bomb.

Valen went upstairs to discuss the expansion of the weapons factory with Harrison, while Horn, the white-bearded old polymath, took the Divine Gifted Holy Armor back to make improvements.

This scene made Lide, stepping out of the office, somewhat sentimental.

The people he had plundered had now become the pillars of Dawn City; he still remembered the times when it was hard to find useful people in Dawn City—everything had changed.

One Sunshine Hour later.

In the middle of the Moonlight Plain, not far from Dawn Mage Tower, in the alchemy factory.

On an open space paved with bluestone, Lide sat back comfortably in his chair, a table beside him laid with various melons and snacks, and topped with a sunshade.

Before him was the weed-ridden Moonlight Plain, which was now riddled with holes as if bombed numerous times by alchemy bombs.

This area was designated for goblins to test the bomb’s potency.

Comfortably, Lide picked up an unknown fruit nearby and took a bite, the sweet juice filling his mouth.

After finishing, he turned his head and looked around at the leisurely holiday-like setting with amusement—it was clear that these green-skinned creatures also definitely led such a decadent life on regular days.

The goblins’ craving for indulgence was much stronger than that of humans, although previously they had been honest due to lack of opportunities. But as life improved, these extreme-minded, short beings had shown their true nature.

However, Lide didn’t care to concern himself, as the goblins’ salaries were directly issued by the City Hall and significant bonuses were awarded for any major scientific achievements—they had plenty of money.

Yet to prevent these critters from succumbing to corruption temptation, the City Hall had established a department specifically to monitor issues of corruption.

It included high-level spellcasters in key positions, hardly anyone could escape the scrutiny of magic.

The consequences for those caught committing corruption were exceedingly severe—some were directly hanged.

So although Dawn City’s system wasn’t perfect, instances of corruption were rare.

“Your Majesty, we’re ready.”

Moer stood proudly by Lide’s side, gesturing toward another platform more than fifty blades away from the viewing platform.

Lide nodded slightly, comfortably sitting in his chair, ready to observe the upcoming explosion experiment.

Above that wide platform, a catapult-like siege engine was placed.

Waiting for Moer’s command, the goblins began their operation, several placing the alchemy bomb in the launcher above.

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Then click, click, click—twisting the winch until the bowstring, thick as a wrist, stretched to its limit, the goblin at the back pulled off the pointy-ear-shaped ring on top of the alchemy bomb and then fiercely flipped the switch.

Click~

The alchemy bomb, painted with weird green symbols, was propelled with immense force, tracing a long parabola in the air.

Whoosh~

After flying out two hundred blades in the air, the alchemy bomb crashed to the ground.

In less than a second, a dazzling bright light lit up the sky.

Bang~

Followed by a thunderous sound, as if the heavens and earth were shattering, and mountains were crumbling.

Then, an indescribable shockwave ruthlessly devastated everything around.

Lide squinted slightly. Although he had already cast the Dragon Scale Shield on the people around him, he could still feel the shockwave, several times more intense than that of a Second Circle Alchemy Bomb, rushing towards him.

The fierce wind whipped up, and dust mixed with bits of grass flew through the air, obscuring everything in front of him.

It was as if the apocalypse had arrived, unspeakably terrifying.

After about three minutes, the dust in the air slowly settled, and the clear sky reappeared.

In front of Lide, the aftermath of the explosion became visible, the test field once again heavily ravaged.

Complete chaos.

The explosion had covered the grass with a thick layer of mud, looking extremely messy.

Lide stood up, but couldn’t see the distant center of the explosion. Feeling lazy to walk over, he didn’t wait for the goblins to lead the way and directly unfolded his bat wings, flying up into the mid-air.

From his aerial view, he could distinctly see the exaggerated extent of the recently detonated Second Circle Alchemy Bomb.

There appeared a vast pit, fifteen to sixteen blades wide and six to seven blades deep, at the site of the explosion.

Moreover, the resulting shockwave had turned the surrounding grass within thirty blades into scorched earth.

The power of the explosion was easily more than three times that of a First Circle Alchemy Bomb.

Seeing this sight, Lide immediately decided to replace all the First Circle Alchemy Bombs, originally planned to be kept, with Second Circle Alchemy Bombs.

Though the cost of the Second Circle Alchemy Bomb was 50 Gold Pucks, its destructive power was definitely worth 100 Gold Pucks.

Profitable.

After flying several circles above the explosion, Lide returned to the viewing platform.

Seeing the proud and excited expression on the face of the goblin chief, Moer, Lide was very pleased.

“Moer, halt the production of First Circle Alchemy Bombs for now. Keep a portion of the existing bombs for regular use, and store the rest.

From now on, Dawn Wings’ standard bombs will be Second Circle Alchemy Bombs.”

Upon receiving Lide’s approval, Moer’s smile grew even more radiant.

“As you wish, Your Highness, the Alchemy Factory will operate under your will.”

“You all did very well this time,” Lide did not skimp on his praise, “Indeed, you gave me a great surprise.

But don’t be complacent; make sure to ensure that the Second Circle Alchemy Bombs do not have stability issues when mass-produced.

Also, start developing the Third Circle Alchemy Bombs, I hope to hear successful news of their development within two years.”

The technology for the Second Circle Alchemy Bomb was already there, just immature, taking the goblins an entire year to develop.

The goblins had even less reserve of technology for the Third Circle Alchemy Bomb, so managing it within two years was already quite fast.

Thus, the goal Lide set was very practical.

“Yes, Your Highness, we will give our all!”

Moer assured loudly.

Lide nodded with satisfaction, the battlefield scene at the Dwarf Hills still vivid in his memory.

Thousands of Alchemy Bombs razed the ground, directly overturning tens of thousands of powerful Centaurs, securing the victory of the war.

Such a glorious result demonstrated the power of the Alchemy Bombs and reaffirmed his decision to develop the air force of Dawn City as a very correct choice.

With the upgrade from First Circle to Second Circle Alchemy Bombs, the attacking capability of Dawn Wings would once again be enhanced, and in the future, Dawn City’s air force would become the nightmare of all ground troops.

After a brief inspection of the Alchemy Bomb, Lide did not linger, chatting with Moer for a Sunshine Hour before leaving the Alchemy Factory.

Standing at the entrance of the Alchemy Factory, the towering Mage Tower soon caught Lide’s eyes.

Lide’s gaze shifted slightly.

It seemed he hadn’t visited the Mage Tower in quite a long time.

Ever since the Level 15 Shadow High Priest Emi and the Level 17 Werewolf Craig went missing in Risier City, this Mage Tower had become quite low-key.

Although still rapidly developing, without Emi, the first Tower Master, the presence of Dawn Mage Tower in Dawn City had diminished significantly.

The Alchemy Factory was about 1000 blades in a straight line from the Dawn Mage Tower, and roughly 1500 blades from Dawn Academy, which was opposite Dawn Mage Tower.

At the beginning, Lide established the dangerous alchemy factory near the Mage Tower and the academy mainly because alchemy could be integrated with both the Mage Tower and the academy.

Alchemy differs from weapon forging, as weapon forging relies more on physical skill, whereas alchemy requires a clever mind.

This circle essentially acted as a circle of intelligence, and Lide’s initial idea was to integrate all the clever minds for research in various fields.

The closer the proximity, the more natural the interaction would become.

Just like now, the goblins had already started teaching alchemy courses within the school, specifically on alchemy, and most goblins had also begun to participate in human courses.

The Magic Tower, school, and alchemy factory—these three departments, representing the pinnacle of Dawn City’s scientific research level, had formed a close connection under Lide’s deliberate cultivation.

The Magic Industry Research Institute was the crystallization of Lide’s design.

In the future, he even wanted to build more projects within this research circle to promote development in various areas, the most typical being a large public library.

Of course, given the level of infrastructure in this area at the moment, to reach his envisioned scene of combining the strengths of various races and factions to develop high-end equipment, there was still a very long way to go.

This was a project of ten, or even twenty years.

However, once his vision was realized, this research circle would also become an important source of power for the future of Dawn City.

Technology is the primary productive force; although this world lacked technology, it had magic, alchemy, and forging skill. Combining these might well be as effective as technology.

“Kachar City Lord, good morning.”

“Your Majesty, I welcome your arrival.”

“…”

Standing at the entrance of what the residents of Dawn City referred to as the Rainbow Mage Tower, many Mage Apprentices in the unique uniform of Dawn Mage Tower showed respect to Lide.

Currently, after a year and a half of cultivation, Dawn Mage Tower had 530 Life Mages, and 150 Combat Mages.

Most of them had already shed the title of Mage Apprentice and had become official Mages.

Of course, all this was the result of Lide’s relentless investment, regardless of cost.

A saying spread in Dawn City: Dawn Mage Tower was his true love.

Because almost all the good things from City Hall were supplied first to Dawn Mage Tower.

This made many departments somewhat jealous.

But now, all this had paid off.

Not only had the proportion of mages in various departments within Dawn City greatly increased, enhancing production efficiency, but the Magic Factory had also been successfully established and had begun to produce magic scrolls, directly earning Gold Puck for Dawn City.

“Your Majesty, please come in, several Lords are in the Mage Tower…”

The guards, seeing Lide’s motionless figure for a long time, felt quite a headache; having their boss stand at the entrance like this was a huge pressure for them.

Lide waved his hand.

“No need, the development of Dawn Mage Tower is on track now, no need for me to worry.”

After saying this, he turned and left under the respectful gazes of the passing mages; those who had hurriedly come from the high ranks of Dawn Mage Tower were full of regret.

It was a good opportunity for His Majesty to inspect personally, and they had failed to seize it.

With Emi not in Dawn Mage Tower and having no acquaintances there, Lide was too lazy to go in for an inspection.

Dawn Mage Tower now had a dedicated management layer to take care of everything, from the construction of the Magic Factory to other daily operations. Everything was healthy, and there was no need for him to worry.

Dawn City was no longer the poor fledgling it had been two years ago, especially after absorbing the elites from Risier City, which had greatly relieved management pressure.

After strolling around Dawn Mage Tower, Lide suddenly seemed to remember something, his heart stirred, and he immediately unfurled his wings and flew toward the direction of the holy land.

It seemed he hadn’t visited the blood pool in a long time.

Since his last awakening, he had only gone to the blood pool once or twice, and this time he had been too busy to visit.

The Divine remains he had absorbed with divine material were still soaked in the blood pool.

He had previously ordered a large quantity of demon crystal stones to be placed next to the Holy Spirit, wondering if there were any effects now.

Lide squinted his eyes slightly, suddenly thinking.

Land of Bone-Burying was an Undead Plane.

And that Divine skeleton was also a skeleton…

If…