Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Before he could even check what the inheritance was, another notification sounded:

[Congratulations on being the first to destroy a giant stronghold. This will be announced server-wide. Would you like to know your name?]

Wu Feng paused for a moment after reading it, then immediately chose "No".

What a joke! Destroying a counterfeit product and making it public knowledge is no good.

If players find out, they'll come and try to take over the territory, which is just asking for trouble.

[An anonymous player has destroyed a giant stronghold. This is to announce the news. Reward: 100 taels of gold and 1,000 recruitment orders.]

Three notification sounds rang out in succession, and golden text flashed in the center of the field of vision.

Wu Feng was stunned when he heard about the reward.

One hundred taels of gold is acceptable, but what is this fundraising notice?

With a slight thought, he opened his backpack and his gaze fell on a newly appeared prop.

[Recruitment Order (1000): Use this to recruit 1000 residents for your faction.]

He looked at the line of instructions and raised an eyebrow.

This thing... is it just going to be given away? A thousand residents, not combat units, but residents?

He thought about it and roughly understood that this was for players who wanted to build their own factions.

He turned his gaze away and looked at another item in his backpack—the legacy of Wohu Village.

Choose to open directly.

A light screen unfolded in front of me, and rows of reward entries popped up:

Five thousand units of timber, five thousand units of stone, and eight hundred units of iron ingots.

Three thousand units of grain and two hundred bolts of cloth.

Three thousand taels of silver.

Fifty bottles of wound medicine and thirty packets of detoxifying powder.

There is also a martial arts manual, a second-rate sword technique, called "Eight Trigrams Sword Technique".

The last thing made his eyes light up—another recruitment notice for a thousand people.

He stared at the rewards for two seconds.

Wood, stones, and iron ingots—these are the things most lacking when building a mountain stronghold.

Grain, cloth, and medicine were all hard currencies.

Adding to the tens of thousands of taels of silver he had previously plundered from the warehouse, the wealth that Crouching Tiger Stronghold had contributed to his fortune was enough for him to develop for quite some time.

He packed everything up, exited the backpack interface, and looked up ahead.

Wohu Village has disappeared.

There was only an open space in front of me, with weeds sprouting from the mud and a few pebbles scattered among them. The wind blew and the grass rustled.

It's as if no one has ever built a village here before.

Wu Feng took a deep breath and took out the large mountain stronghold construction token from his backpack.

The token felt slightly cool to the touch. It was black with gold lettering, and the front was engraved with the words "Shanzhai Construction". The back had some incomprehensible patterns.

He gripped the token tightly, a thought flickered in his mind, and chose to use it.

A semi-transparent interface popped up instantly in front of me, with a few lines of text on it:

[Should a large-scale stockade be built here?]

[Note: Choosing to become an outlaw will grant you the identity of a bandit, making you vulnerable to attacks from all righteous NPCs, and you will be met with hostility from guards when entering a city.]

[Confirm/Cancel]

After reading those few lines of text, Wu Feng didn't even blink before clicking "OK".

So what if he's a bandit? So what if it's troublesome to go into the city? He hardly ever goes into the city anyway.

A righteous NPC attacks him? If you can defeat him, don't be afraid; if you can't, just go around him.

This small price to pay for a base that allows for development, military expansion, and recruitment is worth it.

The interface disappeared, and the ground in front of them began to shake.

A golden beam of light rose from the center of the open space and shot straight into the sky.

The beam of light spread out, turning into countless points of light that drifted across the open space like fireflies.

Where the light fell, the ground began to rise, as if wood and stone were growing out of the ground, automatically splicing, stacking, and fixing themselves together.

The village gate was the first to be completed. It was a gate tower about two zhang high, with the door panels made of a single piece of ironwood covered with iron sheets, and the lintel was carved with patterns.

The stone walls on both sides of the gatehouse extend to both sides, about ten feet high, and are made of large bluestone blocks. The cracks between the stones are filled with mud and mortar, making them look sturdy.

The watchtowers emerged from both sides of the village gate, towering above the gate tower itself. The top of the tower was a wooden platform surrounded by railings, large enough for people to stand on.

Beyond the village gate, a bluestone path automatically unfolds, leading straight to the innermost part of the village.

Along both sides of the road, rows of wooden houses have sprung up, much more orderly than the dilapidated houses in Wohu Village, with neat doors and windows and new tiles on the roofs.

At the end of the road stood a grand hall, taller than the other buildings, with upturned eaves and two wooden pillars at the entrance, their surfaces carved with patterns.

A plaque hangs above the door, but no words have been written on it yet.

To the left of the main hall is a row of warehouses, and to the right are stables and weapon racks.

Further on, near the mountain wall, there is a well with a stone platform and a wooden board covering the well opening.

The entire construction process took less than ten breaths.

Wu Feng stood there, looking at the new mountain stronghold in front of him, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

It's much more advanced than the ordinary knock-offs posted by players on the forum.

The houses in Qingshizhai are made of broken wooden planks with nailed doors, rotten wood walls, and crooked rooms inside. They're not even in the same league as this.

A golden system notification popped up in the center of my field of vision—

Congratulations on successfully building a large mountain stronghold.

[You are the first player to establish a large-scale clone. This will be announced server-wide. Do you want your name displayed?]

Wu Feng chose to hide his name.

Being a bandit is not a good thing; once your name is exposed, it will be inconvenient for you to do anything in the future.

If players find out, they'll probably come to join the fun, so it's better to hide and save trouble.

[An anonymous player has successfully completed the construction of a large-scale stronghold. This is to announce the achievement and to reward the player with: 300 taels of gold, 3,000 recruitment orders, and 1 second-rate martial artist recruitment order.]

Three server-wide announcements appeared in quick succession, the golden text flashing three times in the center of the field of vision.

Wu Feng's eyelids twitched as he looked at the rewards.

Three hundred taels of gold, plus the one hundred taels from destroying the mountain stronghold, that makes four hundred taels of gold alone.

The recruitment drive aims to attract 3,000 people, which, combined with the previous two rounds of recruitment for 1,000 people each, brings the total number of places to 5,000.

And that summons for second-rate martial artists—

He opened his backpack, his gaze falling on a golden token.

[Second-Rate Martial Artist Recruitment Order: This order recruits a second-rate martial artist as your subordinate. The martial artist's loyalty is fixed at 80, and they can be trained and upgraded.]

Wu Feng looked at the line of text and took a deep breath.

Send him a second-rate martial artist directly. His loyalty is 80, which is not low, and he won't easily betray you.

It can also be trained and upgraded; once properly trained, it becomes a great helper.

He put the token away and was about to close the backpack when a message popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

It was sent by Li Hu.

"Wu Feng, did you create that report just now? 'Giant mountain stronghold destroyed, large mountain stronghold under construction,' two reports in a row, both anonymous. What's the situation on your end?"

Wu Feng replied with a message: "The Crouching Tiger Stronghold has been dealt with. The token has been used, and the stronghold is built."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then a message came back: "...You're too fast. We haven't even arrived yet, and you've already built your stronghold. Okay, you go ahead and develop your base. We'll contact you when we get there."

Wu Feng replied with "OK" and closed the chat window.

He looked up at the new mountain village in front of him.

The entire mountain village was deserted; there wasn't a single person in sight.

He stood on the open ground in front of the main hall, a thought flashing through his mind, and opened the management interface of the mountain stronghold.

The basic information about the counterfeit product is displayed at the top of the screen:

[Large-scale knockoff (unnamed, subject to modification)]

[Level: Large-scale counterfeit]

[The Boss: Wu Changfeng]

[Residents: 0/2000]

[Grain: 10000 units]

Timber: 10000 units

[Stone: 10000 units]

Iron ingots: 3000 units

Silver: 3000 taels

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