I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 301

Chapter 301: Chapter 303: Two Months Later, The Development of Dawn City (6400 words) Chapter 301: Chapter 303: Two Months Later, The Development of Dawn City (6400 words) Lide was shocked by Stanley's words.

Control a plane?

Wasn't that too ambitious?

But looking at the Plane Stone in his hand, his heart couldn't help but beat uncontrollably.

Now that the Plane Stone was in his hands, anything was possible.

Moreover, this Plane Stone had been purified by Frey for countless years, which meant that the Plane Power had been reduced to a critical point.

If he wanted to take control of this plane, there probably wasn't a more suitable time than now.

But the question was, could he trust Stanley's untested method?

“Stanley, do you still remember how to operate it?”

No one could resist such temptation; to control a plane of their own was enough to drive even the most serene person mad.

After pondering for a moment, Stanley nodded solemnly.

“Your Highness, I have perused that Evil Demon Tome dozens of times; every inscription is etched into my mind, you need not worry.”

“What should I do?” Lide's eyes gradually brightened as he looked at the Black Stone in his hand. “Do I use my spiritual power to inscribe an imprint on it?”

Stanley nodded, then shook his head, “Yes and no.”

Stanley didn't rush to tell Lide how to control the Plane Stone. Instead, he first expounded on the attributes of planes and Plane Stones.

“The Plane Stone is the foundation and source of a plane.

Planes exist within the Chaos Void, and Plane Stones are the core that defends against attacks from the Chaos Void.

When a Plane Stone is destroyed, the entire plane collapses. Of course, to destroy a Plane Stone, one must possess power that can overwhelm the entire plane.”

“The more powerful the plane, the larger the Plane Stone will be.

According to ancient texts, if it's a normal plane, the Plane Stone should be as large as a blade in length, width, and height.

However, the one in your hands is only the size of two fists, which means that after purification by the Twelve-winged Blazing Angel for countless years, most of the power it contained has already been lost, and now it can only be considered a damaged Plane Stone.”

Lide looked down at the Plane Stone in his hands, and the cold touch made him relax slightly.

“To fully control a plane, one must control the Plane Stone of that plane.

However, Plane Stones are often deeply buried in the most solid core of the plane's bottom layer, and without a force exceeding the plane itself, it is almost impossible to obtain.

Even certain powerful beings, in their attempts to penetrate the ground in search of Plane Stones, inadvertently cause the entire plane to be destroyed.”

Stanley paused in his speech, giving Lide a moment to digest the information.

“Planes vary in size; a large one can sustain the lives of billions and even accommodate Divine beings. A small one might only be a dozen blades wide, not even the size of a room.

The existence of planes is like bubbles of various sizes within the Chaos Void.”

After listening to Stanley's introduction, Lide gained an intuitive understanding of planes, knowledge he had never delved into before.

After contemplating for a moment, he returned to the main topic: how to take control of this plane was the key.

“How do you propose we control the Plane Stone?”

Stanley's expression slowly turned solemn upon hearing this.

“Your Highness, with inscriptions, ancient inscriptions passed down from the past.”

Hearing this name, Lide's eyebrows slightly furrowed.

The precursor to Magic Nodes was inscriptions; in mythological legends, when the Creator God was forging the world at the beginning, ordinary people had to use inscriptions to form a casting model similar to a Magic Model to summon Magic Power.

But through lengthy evolution, inscriptions had evolved into far more controllable and powerful Magic Nodes.

However, these inscriptions still have a small legacy even today–just that most people no longer learn them.

This is because the control method for inscriptions is very primitive; a model inscribed with inscriptions requires several times more spiritual power to manipulate than a normal Magic Model.

Of course, inscriptions aren't entirely useless. Because these peculiar symbols were created at the dawn of creation, they align more with the world's rules and are more powerful than ordinary models.

Overall, though, it's a losing proposition; the need to expend several times more spiritual power and Magic Power for maybe only 10%, 20% more potency makes it very inefficient.

Moreover, most of the models for inscriptions have been lost, so it's not easy to find advanced ones to learn.

In summary, it's a casting method that has been phased out by time.

So at this point, Lide was somewhat surprised.

“Are you certain?”

“Of course, Your Highness, it was after offering a large amount of precious sacrifices that I was granted this method by the God of Tyranny.

Because this method comes from ancient times, only inscriptions are suitable.”

Stanley spoke with utmost seriousness.

Lide nodded slightly, not dwelling on the matter.

“Teach me.”

Whether using the outdated inscriptions or Magic Nodes, the temptation to control a plane was enough for him to do all he could to learn.

“As you wish.

The method of controlling a plane is not complicated; all that's needed is an extensive amount of time and sufficient spiritual power.

The first step is to use spiritual power to draw inscriptions on the Plane Stone, then use the inscriptions to merge the Spiritual Imprint into the Plane Stone. Finally, utilize the Spiritual Imprint fused into the Plane Stone to communicate with and assimilate the Plane Power until you completely control the plane.”

Lide nodded slightly. By the sounds of it, the steps weren't complicated, but…

Observing the Plane Stone in his hand, which only a Twelve-winged Blazing Angel could purify, he acutely sensed that the process might not be as simple as he had thought.

“Can we take the World Stone with us and return to Dawn City for the inscriptions…?”

“Your Majesty, unless you control the entire Plane or your strength surpasses the sum of the entire Plane, the Plane Stone cannot be removed from its original Plane.

Without controlling the Plane, if the Plane Stone is forcibly removed from its original Plane, then this Plane would collapse and shatter instantly, and the Plane Stone would lose that special power.”

Lide's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately abandoned the idea of taking the Plane Stone with him.

“How should the inscriptions be carved?”

“There are a total of 120 inscriptions, all you need to do is…”

Dawn City.

Time flew by so swiftly that Harrison felt almost bewildered. When he finished dealing with the documents on his desk, he suddenly realized that it was already the 5th of October.

And the master of this city had been gone for two months.

Seated behind the office, Harrison closed the last document in his hand, casually placed the slender quill on the delicate little rack, then turned his head to look at Frey, the second-generation Bloodline who remained standing calmly in front of the desk without sitting down, and spoke with a relaxed expression.

“Frey, the free market we established in the Dwarf Hills has been essentially completed after half a year's construction, hasn't it?”

Dressed in a black mage's robe, Frey's eyes carried a sense of his unique haughtiness.

At this moment, the once strongest among the second-generation Bloodline emitted an aura that had reached the impressive Level 14, causing others to take notice.

In just a few months' time, he had undergone an earth-shattering transformation, and was now just a step away from the pivotal Level 15.

Frey, upon hearing Harrison's inquiry, shook his head with a somewhat complex tone.

“No, in fact, the progress of construction in the Dwarf Hills is far below my expectations; it's still quite rudimentary.

The Iron Hoof Tribe is now essentially under my control, but after all, they haven't formally submitted to Dawn City.

Thus, there are some restraints during the related construction, which has resulted in progress only reaching 80% of what I had anticipated.”

Harrison looked at the second-generation Bloodline, whom he had always greatly admired, with a kind of wry amusement.

“That's already a remarkable achievement. If the Clan Leader knew of your actions during this time, he would surely highly praise them.

Moreover, the free market of the Iron Hoof Tribe is not to be considered rudimentary now, with 30 tribes and more than 600,000 Centaurs having conducted trades at the Iron Hoof Tribe's free market.

The market indirectly affects at least an area with a population of 1 million.

This is all thanks to your efforts.”

Harrison said this and looked at Frey with great admiration.

“In the past six months, the Dwarf Hills have earned us an unimaginable colossal amount of resources: two Fine Iron Ore veins, five ordinary iron veins, along with various Demon Beast hides and Magic Materials…

It can be said that you've been supporting the development of Dawn City during this time. The Clan Leader will certainly award you a medal for military service.”

Upon hearing this, the proud Frey shook his head, “If it were His Majesty, maybe a third of the Dwarf Hills would have already joined the free market by now.”

He was still far behind in the development of Dawn City; even after a few months of desperate catching up, he still hadn't reached a state that satisfied him.

After speaking, Frey continued with a grave tone, “Has His Majesty not set a time for his return?”

Harrison spread his hands with a wry smile, “No, Stanley only passed back the news yesterday afternoon. The Clan Leader is now in a deep slumber… his return date cannot be determined.”

Frey's eyes narrowed slightly, “Is His Majesty in any danger? Do we need to send troops for reinforcements?”

“There is no need for worry at the moment. With Stanley, Groot, Withered Bone, and Castro guarding, the Clan Leader is in a state of absolute safety.”

Reassured by this, Frey continued the topic, “I will personally lead the team for the trade with the Fishman Tribe. What Magic Materials does Dawn City still lack?”

“After months of trading, the large storage warehouses we dug under the western mountains have already been filled by more than half and could support our usage for at least ten years.”

Harrison gestured with mixed feelings of joy and frustration, “If we continue to trade the original materials, I'm afraid we'll have to dig new warehouses again. This time, it's best to trade for some High-level Magic Materials to supply the experiments of Dawn City's Mage Tower.”

Frey nodded, “Okay, are there any other needs?”

“That's all,” finished Harrison, who, as if remembering something, turned and said, “It seems the Clan Leader mentioned that the artificial lake being dug in the middle of the new district could house a few mermaids…

You might try mentioning it to the Blue Star Tribe, see if you can buy some of their prisoners of war. If you can get them, as long as the price isn't too outrageous, buy a few to bring back.

The Clan Leader will certainly like that.”

Frey, recalling the exquisite beauty of the mermaids, nodded in agreement. As a Bloodline, he too had a great appreciation for the beauty of these attractive life forms.

After Frey, tasked with the mission of purchasing mermaids, left the office, it wasn't long before Harrison's door was knocked on again.

“Come in.”

“Lord Harrison, good day.”

Harrison looked at the elderly Human clad in a white robe standing before him and smiled slightly, gesturing for the old man to sit in the exquisite armchair in front of his desk.

“Klang, how's the construction of the new district going?”

Klang, the white-bearded old master builder from the original Risier City, was skilled in the construction techniques of various races.

He was currently the Deputy Minister of the construction department of Dawn City and also the chief designer of the new district; he had even specifically explained the planning of the new district to Lide last time.

“Lord Harrison, the first phase of the project is expected to be completed by mid-November. By then, the new district will be able to accommodate 60,000 residents.

Moreover, all have been connected to the water supply, with complete living facilities.”

Harrison frowned upon hearing this, dissatisfied.

“Why do we have to wait until mid-November? Wasn't the original plan to complete the project by the beginning of November?”

The construction of the new district was tied to the upcoming population plunder, a top-priority issue that absolutely could not afford to go wrong.

When Klang heard Harrison's questioning, his expression turned awkward, and he said embarrassingly,
“Lord Kachar previously mentioned that the artificial lake we dug in the new district was too small, and instructed us to triple its size… Therefore, a lot of facilities had to be replanned, and that's why the deadline was pushed back by half a month.”

Hearing this, Harrison stroked his chin, recalling that Lide had indeed mentioned something of the sort last time.

It seemed to have something to do with raising mermaids…

“Hmm, if the Clan Leader has ordered it, there must be a profound reason. However, since you've set a date this time, it must be delivered on time.”

Klang let out a sigh of relief and promptly assured him, “I guarantee it.”

“What did you come to see me for?”

“I would like to transfer someone to the construction department…”

Harrison's brows knitted at this. With Klang in charge of building the new district–a top priority for the City Hall where all conditions were prioritized for him–the need to seek out Harrison for a personnel transfer seemed odd.

Giving it some thought, Harrison's expression suddenly grew stern.

“Are you talking about Miss Nicole?”

Nicole was currently a rising star in City Hall, with a sister who was a Divine Priest of the Dawn Sect and beloved by the citizens, and she herself was earmarked for significant training by Lide. Although he had the authority to reassign her, he would not place the girl under Klang's command, as the construction department didn't hold that much sway.

Klang quickly shook his head, “No, Miss Nicole is the deputy chairperson of the City Hall, I'm not in the position to ask her to work for me.”

“Then who are you talking about?”

Klang thought for a moment and hesitated, “It is one of the staff from the Ministry of Civil Affairs on the first floor of City Hall…”
“Ministry of Civil Affairs?” Harrison frowned, “Do I need to authorize a transfer from the Ministry of Civil Affairs?”

Having said this, as if remembering something, his expression suddenly froze, and then he spoke with extreme solemnity.

“Are you talking about a young girl named Katalina?”

The only person Klang wouldn't be able to transfer was the mermaid harboring a major secret.

Seeing such a serious expression on Harrison's face, Klang's white beard quivered as he spoke with caution,
“Yes, that's the girl. I happened to see her in the new district last time and had a brief conversation with her. She seems to have a special Talent that allows her to detect water sources…

We're currently faced with a significant problem in the new district; we've run out of sufficient water sources for the water supply.

It is already stretched providing for 60,000 inhabitants, and if we plan to develop the second and third phases, we must resolve this issue.

Thus, someone with special abilities could be of immense help to us for the subsequent construction…”

Although the water supply had been built, the limitation of water sources was an ongoing issue troubling the construction department.

After Klang finished speaking, his tone paused for a moment, “Of course, if it's inconvenient to transfer this lady, we will find another solution…”

Harrison shook his head, “Klang, Katalina is someone highly valued by the Crown, and on a normal day you wouldn't even dream of it…

But the construction of the new district is currently the most important task, bar none.

I will accede to your request.

However, I insist that she be returned every day two Sunshine Hours before sunset, and under no circumstances must she stay out after dark.”

The mermaid was human by day and merfolk by night, and to prevent any issues, Harrison had to impose strict limits, especially since Katalina was someone Lide had repeatedly entrusted him to protect.

Klang, seeing Harrison's earnest countenance, seemed to realize something and nodded solemnly.

“Yes, Lord Harrison, the concubine of the Crown is untouchable by anyone!”

Concubine?? Harrison recalled the rumors about Dawn City and hesitated for a moment, intending to clarify, but then he closed his mouth.

Although the Clan Leader had mentioned that the mermaid harbored a great secret and ordered the Blood-colored Blade's female Bloodline to monitor her, he hadn't said she was unrelated to him.

Moreover, the mermaid was exceptionally stunning.

“Hmm, as long as you understand, keep this matter to ourselves, now go…”

Upon receiving Harrison's response, Klang nodded solemnly, “Rest assured, this has long been known among us…”

Harrison's face fell.

After Klang had departed, Harrison, as if struck by a sudden thought, straightened his creased clothes, and headed out the door, making a beeline for the Dawn Church.

As the sole officially recognized orthodox Sect in Dawn City, no other Sect could compete here, not even those who worshipped the Life Goddess had to remain silent.

As the Chair of City Hall and a second-generation Bloodline, Harrison still dared not barge in recklessly upon arriving at the Dawn Church.

This was because the steward here was none other than Lady Nilo, the Divine Priest.

If there was anyone in the entire city who Harrison wouldn't dare offend or command, it was Nilo alone.

Even Withered Bone, whose thought processes were bizarre, at crucial moments Harrison could make use of City Hall's orders to solicit his assistance for important tasks.

Except, Nilo was entirely beyond City Hall's jurisdiction, the Dawn Sect held its own system, weak though it might be. If Nilo desired, she could easily disregard City Hall's commands.

Of course, such a scenario was virtually impossible.

Nilo's actions were always centered around Lide's interests, and the City Hall, too, represented Lide's will. They worked in harmony, like the left and right hands.

“Chair Harrison, Lady Nilo and Lord Nicole are waiting for you on the second floor, please follow me.”

Led by the young Priest, Harrison climbed to the second floor of the Dawn Church, knocking before two priests in pure white robes appeared before him.

Harrison approached with a smile and greeted them, “Lady Nilo, Miss Nicole, good day.”

“Good morning, Chairman Harrison,” Lady Nilo responded with a smile.

Nicole, however, was less formal, grinning as she said, “Chairman Harrison, have you brought the Demon Crystals we asked for?”

Hearing this, Harrison smiled and shook his head, “It would cost at least one million Gold Pucks to procure a hundred thousand Demon Crystals, Miss Nicole, I still need a few days to…”

Nicole's large, dark eyes shifted as she pursed her lips and interrupted, “Lord Kachar has said that the City Hall must prioritize supplying us with materials.

Now, that plant is at a critical stage of cultivation; if it fails at the last moment, I will definitely have Lord Kachar teach you a lesson~”
After finishing her statement, she even raised her small, snow-white fist and waved it.

Harrison laughed heartily upon hearing this, “Then you're going to be disappointed.

The shipment of Demon Crystals is already on its way, it will reach Dawn City in no more than two days.”

Only then did Nicole nod her head, content.

“Chairman Harrison, you've done well, I'll be sure to praise you to Lord Kachar when I return.”

Harrison looked at the whimsically spirited girl, somewhat bemused.

“Miss Nicole, is that plant about to bear fruit?”

Puffing out her chest with pride, Nicole replied, “Of course, we only lack energy now.

Trust me, Chairman Harrison, as long as we have the Demon Crystals, we'll definitely make it mature.”

After speaking, her animated eyes revealed a hint of anticipation.

“Lord Kachar will certainly be surprised when the time comes…”

Nicole's smile grew brighter at the thought of Lide praising her.

—
Dwarf Valley.

As a resource point for Dawn City, and an extremely important Secret Silver Vein mining site, it had always been a key construction project for Dawn City.

The current Dwarf Valley had undergone tremendous changes from when Lide initially took possession of it.

The most noticeable change was the population.

At present, Dwarf Valley is home to more than twenty thousand Beastmen.

Of these, 5,000 are elite warriors clad in Dwarf Armor, while the remaining 15,000 are workers responsible for mining, smelting, construction, and even basic processing of various furs and skins.

The former Dwarf City had transformed into a massive mining field, with over 6,000 Beastmen mining the precious and rare Secret Silver Veins every day.

Inside the valley, two other large iron mines were also operating at full capacity, producing a vast quantity of ore daily and providing adequate nourishment for the development of Dawn City.

It played the role of a resource point perfectly.

An 18th Level warrior from the Lion-man Clan, the former Beastman King Kapp, was now standing at the entrance of Dwarf Valley. His hands resting on the city wall, he gazed contentedly at the scenes unfolding within the city.

The Lion Tribe, now a subordinate force of Dawn City, no longer needed to suffer hunger and cold. The many tragedies that once plagued him had finally been resolved by his own hand.

In past years, by October, they would have been worrying about the coming winter.

The scarcity of food was a common plight for Beastmen living on the barren wastelands, and every winter, many of their people might end up buried in the snow.

But now, with the support of Dawn City, they had safe housing to shelter in during the cold winter, sufficient food to fill their bellies, and warm cotton clothes to keep out the chill.

Even their warriors were outfitted with armor that was desperately scarce in the arid wastelands, wielding sharp longswords capable of cutting through steel.

All of this was gifted by Dawn City.

For this, Kapp was immensely proud, and the Beastmen he led shared a similar sentiment.

Dwarf Valley served not only as a resource point but also as a transport hub for Dawn City's dealings with the outside world.

To avoid exposing Dawn City as much as possible, Lide once ordered that all materials traded with the Fishman Tribe and the hilly regions pass through Dwarf Valley.

Hence, Dwarf Valley had become Dawn City's window to the outside world.

The benefit of this arrangement was the massive amount of materials continuously being transported through it, which further underlined the valley's importance.

Kapp's status within Dawn City was also rising by the day.

“Clan Leader, we have made contact with the Shaman…” came the excited voice behind him, interrupting Kapp's deep thoughts.

His large, black-armored body turned slightly as his massive lion's head fixed its gaze on the Kobold reporting the news.

A chill glimmered in his black eyes.

“What did the Shaman say?”

“The Shaman has requested your presence at the Lion Tribe's residence for discussions.”

A flash of cold light crossed Kapp's eyes, “Where I stand is the Lion Tribe.”

Shaking his head at the Kobold who hesitated to speak further, he continued,
“Come with me.

The Lion Tribe should not be a divided pride; my former kin will once again become my subordinates.

The Lion Tribe will serve His Highness.

For the Dawn!”

Chapter end