Three years later.

A strange city stands in the middle of this plain, and why is it strange, because nearly half of the houses in this city are beautiful cement houses, and the other half are out-of-place and dilapidated stone and wood houses.

There were some strange cars moving along the road, and those strange cars all looked heavy and had a cannon mounted on them.

As for the driver inside the car, it was a skeleton.

Five kilometers to the left of the center of the city is a castle under construction.

No, this castle is just as strange as the city, and judging from the side of the castle that has been built, there is more steel in it.

On the streets of the city, skeletons can be seen walking by at any time, and these skeletons are running towards the houses that are still being built.

A man in a dark green robe roams the streets, with a badge on his chest indicating that he is a high-ranking hunter.

He looked at the skeletons running past him in confusion, wondering what they were building houses for.

Does Skeletron care about these houses? But it doesn't have eyes!

There's only one possibility! That's the puppeteer.

Of course, the alchemist doesn't have the ability to control so many skeletons, and it is estimated that he has controlled the Skeleton King here to indirectly rule over these skeletons.

Thinking that there was a puppeteer here, the hunter hurriedly closed the blueprint in his hand, which was a topographical map of the city he had received an order to make.

Skeletron doesn't have eyes, but the Puppeteer does, and once the Puppeteer finds out, he's finished.

The hunter turned and ran quickly towards the city's gates, encountering a pile of skeletons along the way, and walking past them.

The skeletons didn't notice him because the robe cut off his breath.

Soon, his speed was very fast, and it took him almost half an hour to reach the city gate.

At this moment, a heavy gun truck ran past his eyes.

The hunter's eyes widened in an instant, and he stuttered a little as he spoke.

"Isn't this the heavy artillery car you saw in the union?"

The hunter tried to calm his astonishment, and then ran briskly towards the city gates, all the way unhindered.

At this time, it was still at the top of the castle that was being built.

I sit on top of it so I can look down on the big picture. Of course, I have a telescope in my hand so that I can get a good view of the situation.

Since I became the ruler of the city, I have embarked on a five-year plan that I had already planned.

It is expected that within five years, the city will be renovated, and the production of weapons and vehicles will begin, and several factories will be established.

There are about 180,000 skeletons here, of course, more than 80,000 of them that I "controlled" from elsewhere, and the city originally had only 100,000 skeletons.

It's so much better to have these skeletons working for me than for people. Because if it were people, I would have to give them food, money, and shelter. As for the skeletons, they don't have to eat, and they obey orders for free, and sometimes dozens of skeletons don't complain when they are crammed into a room.

I sit on a throne made of gold, and there are nearly a hundred skeletons building a castle for me beneath my castle.

I've made thirty-five heavy artillery vehicles (one a month, because it's more tiring to control skeletons), and three propeller planes (one a year, this one is more delicate than a heavy gun car).

The hunter ran outside the city gates, where a two-wheeler was parked.

He quickly jumped to the car, took an energy block from his pocket and put it in the energy port, and then started to start, moving away from the city at a rapid speed.

I rode for about half a day until I stopped at the edge of another city under construction.

In a quiet mansion that had been built, a man in the brown robe of the leader talked to another man in black.

"Isn't this kind of commercial street too wide?" Han Luochen asked, pointing to the city map on the table.

"This is the central location! there's going to be a lot of momentum!" said the man in black.

"I know, but why not get some housing buildings?

"No, no, no, I have calculated that in the future, the rent charged by merchants who come from other places to set up shop here will be greater than the price of the house!".

This man in black is a member of the Merchant Alliance.

The Federation of Merchants, an economic department set up by the founders in the Hunters' Guild, is responsible for the union's financial management and the handling of the hunters' wages.

These people who came to the union and joined the Federation of Controlling Merchants will be taught by the experience of making money in mathematics and economics left by the founder, (the founder was only 18 years old and one of the ten richest people in the human world, and the ability to make money you can think of), as well as the rule of small brainwashing thoughts.

Every time the guild hunters destroy the skeletons in a place, then they will start to develop the land, except for a small part of the land to be sold to the state, the rest must be built and rented, mainly handled by the professional department of the Merchant Alliance.

People are not born to fight, if you become a hunter but don't want to fight the undead, you can be trained by the union, you can participate in the development and construction of an area, such as building houses, mining, planting, etc., so that you can get paid. This way you can live your life in peace, but then your hunter level will never be able to increase.

"Bang bang bang".

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Near!" Han Luochen said.

The door opened, and a hunter ran over in a panic.

"What's the matter, has the map been drawn?" Han Luochen said.

"No" the hunter shook his head and said, "Lord Chief, I think there may be a puppeteer there, as I see a lot of skeletons building their city."

"Oh~" Han Luochen held his chin with one hand, playing with a pen that was originally placed on the table, "I know, you can step back first."

"That's... I should have something to report."

"Say".

"I saw a heavy artillery wagon in that city!".

The "Keng~" pen fell to the ground.

Han Luochen suddenly stopped playing with the pen, and his eyes grew.

"It's him!".

Han Luochen quickly stood up, with a rare panic on his face, and turned his head out the window as if he was thinking about something.

"That's... Can the subordinates retreat first?" asked the hunter, his heart flustered at this time, this leader, who had always been calm, actually began to panic today, what a big deal must have happened!

"Hmm!" Han Luochen slowly turned his head, his face began to become normal, and said, "Let's go!"

"Yes," the hunter began to turn away.

"Wait a minute!" Han Luochen said suddenly.

"Anything else, Chief."

"Have you ever noticed what houses those skeletons are building?".

"Houses?oh~ I remember, those skeletons were made of cement!

"Okay, I see, you can step down!"

Han Luochen turned his head briskly, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency, you're here to give us a gift again!"