[1-200] LORD OF THE WORLD: I BECOME THE LORD OF THE DESERT FROM THE START

Chapter 95: Harvest Count

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation  Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

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The old pastor wanted to cry but had no tears.

“This is the mayor’s blueprint…”

Richard laughed loudly.

“I think the mayor will be very pleased that we killed the demon. He won’t mind so much.”

It would be weird if he didn’t. That was the blueprint for a permanent building.

That old ghost who slammed the door, it must not carry the church’s door back!!

“Old Pastor John, is there anything else?”

“I…”

The old pastor held his forehead helplessly. He just wanted to put on a show…

Forget it. It wasn’t his blueprint anyway. What did it have to do with him? It wasn’t him who took it.

Moreover, he couldn’t beat Richard even if he wanted to. He had dozens of gargoyles…

But then again, if he could solve the threat of the demons with only three building blueprints, it would be a good deal.

“Lord Richard, rest early. I’m going back to White Tower Town. The demons escapees are dangerous and need to be dealt with in time.”

He did not want to stay in this sad place anymore after he said that. He turned around and left with the two church knights.

After they left the village, the old pastor sighed in grief.

“My building blueprints!!”

“You two bastards, did the other party hear your demeaning words? I’ll deduct your salary for a year later!!”

“Old Pastor John, you were the one who said it first…”

“You knew I made a mistake and didn’t stop me. I’ll dock it for two years!”

The two church knights were bereft of speech.

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After Richard obtained three permanent blueprints, he was overjoyed.

This dungeon was about to collapse and return to the river of time. It would be a waste to keep these blueprints.

It was something from more than a thousand years ago. He could be considered to have saved the treasure.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was running out of time, he would have gone to White Tower Town to have a friendly visit. What a pity.

Early the following morning, there wasn’t much time left to leave the dungeon.

Under the watchful eyes of the residents of Blueleaf Village, Richard, who had rested well, chose to leave the dungeon.

In the next second, Richard’s vision flashed, and he appeared in the dried-up river.

When he looked behind, the one-way portal had already shattered into pieces on the ground.

[Ding~ The Burning Village dungeon has ended. The time fragment has returned to the river of time. Your dungeon progress is 100%. You have eliminated the demons and undead that threaten White Tower Town. You have received an additional 10,000 experience points.]

[Ding~ Your level has increased. Your current level is 6.]

A tremendous power surged out of his body. It was as if he had been soaked in a hot spring in winter. Every cell in his body was cheering.