Global Lord in the Apocalypse: I Begin with a Greenhouse

Chapter 28 - The Fate of the Lords and Kaelen’s Delight

“So these will be exchanged for Bronze-tier soldiers? No problem. With them joining my forces, my army will only continue to grow.”

After all the bear and Abomination corpses had been thrown into the altar, only the zombie corpses remained. Although they were the most numerous, they were also the lowest-tier monsters.

Even so, the thought of a massive army of undead soldiers marching before him made Adrian’s heart race with excitement.

“What? No soldiers are appearing?”

His expression immediately changed when ten zombie corpses were thrown in, yet nothing emerged.

Instead, the altar produced a hundred Attribute Stones.

That meant he would receive ten Stones for every zombie corpse.

“All right. It’s fine. At least I’m getting something out of this.”

Although he couldn’t hide his disappointment, it wasn’t as though he had gained nothing.

There were around three thousand zombie corpses, which meant he had now obtained thirty thousand Attribute Stones.

“With reserves like these, I won’t have to worry about running out of supplies if another monster attack comes at any time.”

But suddenly, an idea occurred to him.

“Wait. Could it be...?”

***

Meanwhile, several hours earlier, somewhere else.

“Damn it! This is really bad! I have to get out of here immediately!”

A lord screamed hysterically when he saw the red mist hundreds of meters ahead of him.

Previously, thanks to a bit of luck, he had managed to draw a food storage warehouse complete with its contents when he was still on Earth, making it his shelter.

During the first three days, he had felt completely safe because he didn't need to go outside to look for food, which had spared him from encountering even a single monster.

“Why bother going through all that trouble to look for Stones? Don't I already have more than enough food?”

That was what he had said three days earlier while biting into a large pork leg in his hand.

“When you have this much food, it means you're already living comfortably! Hahaha!”

Besides his abundant food supplies, there hadn't been a single monster wandering near his shelter. This had led him to believe that he had nothing to fear.

“What is there to be afraid of when it comes to Evernight? It's just the appearance of the red mist, isn't it? Let it happen! I'll keep eating as much as I want!”

But when the red mist arrived, bringing with it an endless wave of monsters, his face turned pale and his body went weak in an instant.

At this point, he couldn't even think about fleeing as far away from his shelter as possible. He might not even make it out alive from the horde of monsters surrounding him.

“Someone, please help me! I'm begging you, please help me! If you come to my rescue, I'll gladly give you my shelter! Please!”

He pleaded with anyone who might be willing to help him through the world chat. However, no one responded.

“Someone, please help me too! I have plenty of beautiful slaves here! I'll give them to you! Just save me!”

“I'll give you my weapons! Come and save me!”

Instead of offers of assistance, the world chat became increasingly flooded with other lords screaming in terror and desperately begging for help. Having enjoyed their lives over the past three days, they had forgotten that Evernight could destroy them at any moment. By the time they realized it, it was already too late.

Roar!

Crash! Crash! Crash!

At the first lord's shelter, a zombie managed to climb through a broken window and enter the food warehouse. A moment later, the sound of flesh being torn apart rang out.

“AAARGH!”

***

Meanwhile, at Kaelen's palace...

“Hahaha! What a bunch of weaklings! No wonder you can't survive! Weak people like you deserve to be purged from this New World!”

Enjoying his usual luxurious dinner, Kaelen couldn't contain his delight as he watched one lord after another fall to the Evernight horde.

“They refused to submit to me because they thought they could survive on their own! Now look at what's happening to them! What a bunch of fools!”

Loud laughter filled the lavish dining hall. Rather than feeling worried, let alone frightened, Kaelen and all the lords under his command seemed to have been waiting for this very moment.

With a Gold-tier shelter, they could use Energy Stones to ignite the Sacred Flame. This flame would create a protective wall around the shelter, preventing monsters and even the red mist from entering.

However, keeping the Sacred Flame burning for a single night could cost as much as a thousand Energy Stones, a tremendous expense for an ordinary lord.

Kaelen, however, had no such concerns. With so many lords under his command, he had accumulated enough Energy Stones to last an entire year.

“Whether in the old world or the New World, fate has always given me the best of everything,” Kaelen said, embracing two beautiful girls seated on his thighs, one on each side. “So what could I possibly have to worry about?”

As he took the girls to his private chambers, he happened to glance at the holographic panel. One by one, the dots on the map began to dim. Each dot marked the location of a shelter.

And here in Region 9, the number of dots had been cut in half in a very short time, from nearly a hundred to fewer than fifty.

While people outside were fighting desperately for their lives, Kaelen felt that this night was no different from any other night he spent indulging himself.

And by the time morning arrived, the number of survivors had fallen even further.

“My lord, this is truly wonderful news!”

Arthur, who was always trying to get as close to Kaelen as possible, waited outside the door with a holographic panel in his hands.

“You must see this!”