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Over the next few days, Lord Shepherd's life was uneventful.

The city hall began to divide powers with the City Lord's Mansion, Isloa moved the city hall office to South City District, and proposed the formation of an Inner Guard Corps and an Armed Maid Corps.

The former was responsible for defending the core area of the territory.

After all, the core area contained the Lord's Altar, entrances and exits to secret realms, high-grade Miracle Buildings, and other critical facilities—areas that must have tight security to plug all possible breaches.

It was about being prepared for the future, to guard against potential spies and assassins, and to ensure the safety of the core zones.

The latter was in charge of safeguarding Lord's living quarters and safety, that is, the region of the City Lord's Mansion.

"With the municipal department moving out, the City Lord's Mansion will lack manpower, and Lord, your daily life may turn into a mess,"

Isloa teased the Lord for lacking essential life skills.

Commonly known as: lazy.

But could a Lord's matters be called laziness? It was simply about allocating limited energy to the most necessary places.

Moreover...

The Witch herself lacked life skills, and the entire Intermediate Mage Tower was also in disarray.

Isloa recruited and mentored several apprentices, but they were also her assistants in daily life.

Thus, Mu Yuan lured Isloa's competent assistant, 'Mo Li,' to the City Lord's Mansion department.

He could finally live a Lord's life.

Probably.

The calm of these days was relative; after all, the Ten Directions Island Domain was situated deep in the wilderness, and seeking the tranquil stability of other territories was simply impossible.

Tianyuan City, the fortresses of Wolf Head Mountain in the north, would sometimes face the onslaught of creature waves.

Sometimes, the scale of the waves reached tens of thousands.

Considering the large area and populous nature of Tianyuan City, it naturally possessed a unique allure in the eyes of creatures. Many monsters would instinctively head toward Tianyuan City, gathering with other monsters along the way, gradually forming a wave.

The mining outposts scattered in the wilderness did not have a population large enough to attract monster waves of tens of thousands.

But,

They were more likely to catch the attention of intelligent creatures.

"The minefield managed by the Catfolk was attacked this morning by a group of Oakman creatures. According to the report from the command center, several elite Catfolk were killed in action, and there are more than twenty wounded,"

Mo Li stood to the side with her hands clasped in front, her tone impeccably formal.

A paragon of a dispassionate reporting maiden.

Mu Yuan browsed through the report.

The elites Tianyuan City stationed at the Catfolk mine included two beings, or rather, two Undead. One was a Skeleton Lord named 'Bone Sixty-Six,' serving as the official envoy; the other was a Ghost Commander of the Underworld, dwelling within Bone Sixty-Six and hidden in the shadows.

The report from the Catfolk mine came from these two.

Otherwise, even if the Catfolk sent word to Tianyuan City, the messengers would still be en route at this moment.

Yet Tianyuan City had a delay-free network—the Spiritual Link Web.

However, elites like Bone Sixty-Six, of course, would not directly send messages to Mu Yuan. If they did, Lord Shepherd would spend all day receiving messages and have no time for anything else.

Messages were usually relayed to the command center responsible for coordination, summarizing information, and acting as an intermediary.

Only then would they reach Mu Yuan.

...

At that time, in the Catfolk Tribe.

"Envoy Sir, look, we Catfolk are clearly targeted by the overlord. This might just be the vanguard of the Fang of the Jackal Wolf. We need support,"

Bone Sixty-Six showed no expression.

As a skeleton, it naturally had no expression, and with a solid black mask, outsiders could not make one out anyway.

In the Catfolk's eyes, it simply appeared as a cold and unapproachable human.

A demeanor that seemed hard to communicate with.

The Catfolk elder approached with trepidation, but he had to at least try—who knew if it could really bring reinforcements?

Playing the role of the pitiable was an old skill for them.

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Bone Sixty-Six looked down at the Catfolk before it, with Soul Flames flickering in its eye sockets.

What should it say at this moment?

It recalled and imitated its Boss's tone.

"It's just a group of Oakmen."

"Guarding the mine is your Catfolk tribe's responsibility. We only intervene in Legendary Realm matters. Do not disappoint the Lord,"

The Catfolk elder left in disgruntlement.

...

At another mine.

Fire Lion Tribe Mine No.1.

The Tianyuan City official stationed there was none other than the Vampire Marquis Gibi.

Compared to Bone Sixty-Six, Gibi was at least thirty blocks ahead in diplomacy.

He got on friendly terms with the fire lion warriors in just a few days.

"Want to rent another mine? No problem, count on me, Gibi," he said, then suddenly looked troubled, "But you know, Fire Lion Chieftain, the Featherman Kingdom only rented two mines. Renting the remaining mine to you is not a problem, but doing so would make it difficult for our Lord to operate,"

The Fire Lion Chieftain pondered and showed understanding.

It's just about paying a price; he got it, he understood.

...

Meanwhile,

Sophia sat on the Evolution Ceremony Platform within the Dragon Mound Secret Realm.

Her black dress spread out like an ink-black lotus splashed open.

Suddenly,

The black lotus too dissipated, turning completely into countless droplets of black ink, splattering in all directions.

These were black crows that scattered in flight, then suddenly came together to form a majestic and mysterious Nether Raven, twice the size.

The Nether Raven perched on a branch and transformed back into the figure of Sophia.