I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Chapter 139 Little Jones's Gratitude

When there was progress at the Dawn Sect, others were not idle either.

The smithy toiled tirelessly to create mining tools for the One-eyed Giant.

With the help of over a hundred Bloodline Mages, they remelted nearly two thousand iron pieces and barely managed to forge 5 sets of mining tools suitable for the One-eyed Giant.

The enormous Cross Shovel, like an engineer's hammer, rested on the ground with a wooden handle that took two men to embrace behind it.

The most eye-catching was the gigantic iron hammer that left cracks in the bluestone ground where it lay.

If it weren't held in the hand of a One-eyed Giant, this weapon could be used by the military to breach city walls without any problem.

Lide's mouth twitched fiercely when he saw this scene, and his gaze towards Harrison was deeply meaningful.

If they really followed Harrison's suggestion to integrate the One-eyed Giant into the army, just producing the required armor for these giants would be enough to vex him.

It was too material-consuming.

However, these few tools would barely suffice for now. After the first batch of ores were mined, they would forge new ones, and it wouldn't be long before all the One-eyed Giants were equipped.

Koso, with a hint of excitement in his eyes, stepped forward. His massive body caused the ground to tremble gently as he reached for the huge hammer,

Huffing and puffing–

The iron hammer, weighing eight hundred pounds, felt as light as a Dagger in the hands of this One-eyed Giant lord.

“Master, too light.”

The nearby prospector, Gold Mining, flushed with embarrassment upon hearing this. As a caster with Dwarf Bloodline, having his creation criticized was indeed mortifying.

However, he had already done his best in crafting these tools; even the most skilled caster couldn't forge a Divine Artifact without materials.

“Alright, make do with it for now. Once you mine the ores, I will have them make you a heavier and better weapon right away.

I have great trust in the skills of Mister Gold Mining.”

Hearing this, Gold Mining showed deep gratitude, “Lord Kachar, serving you is Gold Mining's honor, and your kindness is enough to earn the praise of the Forge God.”

Koso scratched his head and swung the hammer casually, nodding his massive head ponderously.

“Yes, master.”

Though the weapon was light, it was still made of iron, much better than his previous wooden Wolf Fang Club.

“Harrison, take the Bloodline here and join Koso and the other One-eyed Giants to head for Giant Valley.

Start mining the ores as quickly as possible; I want the agricultural tools ready before Frost Month ends.”

Frost Month had already passed by nearly a month.

Next spring, if they lacked the necessary farming tools, the impact would not be negligible.

In Lide's plan, the main focus for Dawn City the next year was agricultural development.

Agriculture is the foundation of everything; without food, there is no way to talk about development.

Only when agriculture is stable can the superstructures grow.

Thus, for the focus of his plans, Lide would not slacken in the slightest.

“Yes, Clan Leader.”

Harrison immediately began to make arrangements upon receiving the order.

Lide's gaze swept across the crowd, and a small figure caught his eye; he smiled broadly and waved.

“Jones,”

Hearing Lide calling him, Little Jones approached with a hint of excitement.

“Good day, Lord Kachar.”

Jones, now dressed in a new cotton outfit and bowing as adults do.

Lide patted this Prospector apprentice's small shoulder.

Satisfactorily praising him,

“You did very well this time; you have made a great contribution to Dawn City.

I personally reward you with 10 points, and from now on your salary is raised to 1 Gold Puck per month.” He smiled slightly, seeing the delighted expression on Jones's face.

“The development of Dawn City depends on everyone's efforts. You are young, and youth has greater potential.

Keep up the good work; the future will be yours.”

Jones's face flushed with excitement, his young heart surging with enthusiasm in that moment.

“Lord Kachar, Jones is willing to give his life for you!”

After saying this, he kneeled on one knee, mimicking a knight he had once seen paying a noble tribute to Lide.

Lide laughed heartily, helping the young fellow up.

“Very well, I hope you can make more contributions to Dawn City.

Do you have any other rewards you need me to grant?”

Jones, with his face still flushed and somewhat shy, turned his head to glance at the Prospecting team's Hena, who nodded smilingly. With a sense of urgency, he said,

“Lord Kachar, I hope Uncle Sam can become an employee at the City Hall.”

“Uncle Sam?”

“Uncle Sam is the neighbor who fled the village with me. He's the closest person to me; he has always wanted a stable job.”

Seeing Jones rush to explain, Lide nodded, “Good, you're a young fellow who knows how to repay kindness. I will arrange this,” he said, then turned to look at Hena.

“Hena, go with Jones, get him settled into the logistics team.”

“Yes, Ancestor Crown”

Hena saluted amidst Jones's excited expression.

“You are too great, Lord Kachar, thank you for your kindness and generosity.”

Lide, seeing the admiration in Jones's eyes, also felt comforted.

“Jones, all this is what you deserve. In Dawn City, those who work hard will be rewarded, and Dawn City will never overlook any resident who works hard.”

This statement was loud, raising strong feelings of emotion among the ironworkers and passing residents who gathered around.

Having such a great City Lord, how lucky they were.

“Although we have now discovered an iron mine, this cannot stop here; you will need to continue to help Dawn City find more veins in the future.

Jones, the future veins of Dawn City are entrusted to you.”

Lide earnestly patted Jones on the shoulder, and the boy immediately felt a surge of recognition and responsibility, greatly inspired.

It was simply wonderful to be treated like this by Lord Kachar.

Jones was filled with pride and pride.

“Lord Kachar, Jones will not disappoint you.”

After Lide left the forge, the news quickly spread throughout Dawn City.

Everyone was tremendously impressed by Lide's actions.

Even the number of people visiting Dawn Church multiplied in the following days. Who wouldn't feel honored to have such a City Lord?

After receiving Lide's promise, Jones, unable to wait, hurried back to his residence with Hena.

A two-story building.

Originally, this place housed other people living with Jones, but with the discovery of the iron mine, other than Uncle Sam, who had fled with Jones, there were no longer any outsiders here.

Moreover, for Jones's safety, Harrison had specifically stationed a permanent guard post not far from the building.

In case of danger, the guard would protect the only prospector of Dawn City immediately.

Thump, thump, thump–

Jones ran upstairs with eager excitement.

Boom–

He pushed open the door on the right and entered.

The room was tidy, the smell of burning wood was intense, giving off a warm scent.

“Uncle Sam, I'm back–”

Startled by the loud noise, Sam, who was warming himself by the fireplace, turned his head and scolded,

“You little rascal, hurry up and warm yourself by the fire. What are you shouting about?!”

Jones brushed the snowflakes off himself and approached Sam with a big smile, not even sitting down before he spoke.

“Uncle Sam, guess what good news I have today?”

Sam, a plain farmer in his forties with a prominent hooked nose and dark skin, unremarkable in height, had never married. From the moment he took Jones under his wing, he had regarded the clever boy as his own son.

“What good news? Is it payday today? No, that's not right, we just had that half a month ago…”

“It's not about getting paid, guess again.”

“Is it… you got promoted?”

“No.”

“The girl next door agreed to be your girlfriend?”

Jones's face turned bright red instantly, glaring angrily at the irreverent Sam.

“Uncle Sam, I asked Lord Kachar to let you become an employee at the City Hall…”

Click–

Sam, as if struck by lightning, stiffened and incredulously turned his head to look at Jones.

“Wha, what?! You, you, you…”

His face was a mix of hopeful yet uneasy, afraid to hear the answer from Jones's mouth, yet eager to hear it.

Seeing Sam's expression, Jones immediately broke into a brilliant smile.

“Uncle Sam, Lord Kachar agreed. He said he could arrange for you to work in the logistics team, as an official employee, not just a temporary one–”

Sam, looking at Jones's joyful expression, immediately had tears in his eyes.

As an ordinary civilian who had no skills, barely any work ability, and was not even proficient in farming, he had survived by doing odd jobs for the nobles.

He never imagined that one day he would also be able to work in a noble department like City Hall, and even in the easy logistics team where one could earn ten silver pukes a month.

“Jones, thank you, thank you.”

Seeing Sam's tears, Jones stuttered, somewhat at a loss. In his memory, Uncle Sam was a tall, strong backbone he could rely on; he had never seen him so emotional.

“Uncle Sam, don't cry, it's true, Lord Kachar really promised you.”

“No, Jones, this is happiness.”

Upon saying that, Sam suddenly stood up, with tears flowing, and burst out laughing,

“Praise Lord Kachar!! Praise Dawn City!! I, Sam, will never forget this!!”

Chapter end

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