My Apocalypse Territory

"Ding—"

"Ding—"

"Ding—"

Among the four core buildings, the tavern, workshop, and market could be upgraded to match the level of the territory.

Tang Yu remotely upgraded these three buildings.

He had learned his lesson and anticipated a barrage of new system notifications after upgrading, so this time he set the messages to "receive but do not alert."

Within just a few seconds,

no more system notification sounds echoed in his mind, but the system log updated with a dozen new entries.

They were all brief descriptions of the tavern and other buildings.

Tang Yu carefully started to read them.

"Sure enough, level four is a watershed moment—it's like progressing from basic to intermediate level. These three core function buildings have changed significantly."

The workshop could now use more advanced materials to manufacture equipment and had even gained an Enhancement feature.

Tang Yu glanced over it briefly and as expected, there was a certain chance of success with Enhancement, and bad luck might even damage the equipment. It was indeed the kind of Enhancement feature that could mercilessly milk you dry.

The variety of items in the market had grown significantly, and there was also a new discount feature.

Spend a hundred thousand Source Crystals for a 10% discount, a million Source Crystals for a 20% discount...

Tang Yu was taken aback; he had just given the adventurers a discount policy, and now the system was trying to bait him with the same tactic?

He, Tang Yu the Thrifty, would not impulsively spend!

But so many of the goods were tantalizing.

Among the three core buildings, the tavern underwent the greatest changes.

[Follower Contract slots increased to 18, with a chance of summoning followers from races other than the Human Race.]

[Legacy function activated, generating statues of professions in the tavern, allowing for professional legacies.]

Professional Legacy: During the legacy ritual, one can experience the career's combat experience, comprehend corresponding Combat Skills, and receive the inheritance of a Cultivation Skill.

Tang Yu was somewhat surprised.

Previously, with each level increase, the tavern would gain three more Contract slots. At level three, the tavern had nine slots, and Tang Yu had already used seven of them. But this time, the number of Contract slots had doubled, jumping to eighteen.

Followers were connected to the core Combat Power of the territory, and such a big increase almost made him jump with joy.

"Not limited to the Human Race, what else could be summoned? Elves? Dwarves? Or giant dragons?"

Tang Yu was quite excited.

He had asked Eileen and others about it, but according to them, they had never heard of creatures like elves, dwarves, or giant dragons. It's possible these beings didn't exist, or perhaps, since Eileen and her companions didn't travel widely and weren't high-society individuals, they didn't know much.

The only one who could be considered a noble, Kevin, was obsessed with equipment manufacturing, almost to the point of cuddling up with those cold metals in his sleep.

After a routine of washing up, bathing, and burning incense,

he followed it with a customary reverence for Senior Bai.

Although the fusion summoning still guaranteed only B-tier followers, unable to break through to the Transcendent Tier, the necessary rituals could not be omitted—he, Lord Tang, was very meticulous.

Who knew when the next summoning of this scale would take place?

Tang Yu began the great summoning ritual.

...

...

Half an hour later, Tang Yu had successfully signed contracts with eight followers.

He decided to stop the summoning there; the remaining slots would be saved for the future—to slowly try his luck and see if one day he might summon a follower with qualifications surpassing A-tier.

The lengthy process was mainly due to having a brief with each summoned follower and assigning others to act as guides for them.

This time, his luck as the king of Europe seemed to have exploded—perhaps the newly upgraded tavern brought good fortune, or was it because he had nailed the posture in his homage? Among the eight followers, there were two with A-tier qualifications.

Tang Yu shook his head, thinking this posture could be tried again next time.

But...

He glanced at the two new followers who had just arrived by his side.

The other six were all from the Human Race, while these two had triggered the probability of being from non-human races, and they were also the only two A-rank among the eight.

To his right was a figure that was tall... no, 'tall' was no longer an adequate description. Standing next to him, Tang Yu felt quite pressured.

Stone Man Clan, Tylon.

Tylon had an honest face, with a shiny bald head reflecting silver light under the sun. If one ignored his physique, his appearance wasn't much different from that of humans.

However, Tylon was over three meters tall, his arms were two times thicker than Tang Yu's thighs, and his muscles were as solid as granite, giving a heavy sensation... perhaps, that was fundamentally just rock.

He was also the strongest of the followers, having reached the Tenth Layer of Awakening as soon as he was summoned.

Tang Yu had no doubt that Tylon could punch the ground and leave a deep crater with ease.

"Lord, is it true... that there are many, many... delicious rocks here?"

Tylon's voice was bell-like and deafening, shaking one's eardrums.

Tang Yu hastily pressed his hands down, gesturing to turn the volume down. Once the reverberation in his eardrums settled, he pointed to a distance where two Logistics Department staff were driving over with a cart filled with high-grade, flavorful rocks.

Tylon's eyes lit up, and after receiving Tang Yu's permission, he thumped over to the trunk of the cart, grabbed a chunk of rock, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Crunchy crunch.

It even made Tang Yu a bit hungry.

"Tasty, um, tasty, especially this kind..."

Tang Yu saw Tylon holding a piece of teal rock, besides which there were black rocks, grey rocks, rocks with patterns...

Turns out different colors have different flavors!

The two staff members from the Logistics Department who had delivered the goods had eyes filled with skepticism about the world, as if they were just short of grabbing some gravel to taste if they were indeed flavorful.

Tang Yu covered his face.

He was worried about how to arrange things for non-human races whose living habits were too different from humans.

"Tylon should be fine, it looks like he'll be content as long as there are rocks."

Tang Yu muttered to himself.

Then he turned to look at the little girl on his left.

Xiaoli.

She was the exact opposite of Tylon, barely reaching up to his waist with her head of green, curly hair, her round face looking soft and cuddly, much like an undeveloped Lolita.

But Tang Yu knew that the girl was of age, and her short stature was due to her race.

At first, he thought she was a cute Lolita from the Dwarf Clan, but that wasn't the case. The young girl had nothing to do with the Dwarf Clan.

She was from the Bamboo Rat Clan and would always stay short.

Standing together, Tylon and she created a stark visual contrast.

Perhaps this was the combination of a giant and a Lolita.

Tang Yu thought.

At this moment, Xiaoli was holding her small head, her steps light and floaty as if she had been dizzied by Tylon's booming voice. Suddenly, she bumped into his pant leg and was pushed back by the reaction force, landing on her bottom with tears rolling in her eyes.

"Don't, eh—" Tang Yu felt that he was facing a huge dilemma in life. Staff from the Logistics Department were nearby; if she started crying, wouldn't it look like Lord Tang had made a child cry?

No, absolutely not.

Tang Yu's mind whirled, and he suddenly pulled out a lollipop, tearing off the wrapper and putting it to Xiaoli's mouth.

The little girl instinctively opened her mouth and took the candy, her eyes suddenly rounding, "So tasty, doesn't hurt anymore."

Tang Yu: "..."

It seemed he had encountered another easy-to-feed foodie.