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The next day after receiving the books, Zhou Heng had already finished reading them.

There were only seven or eight useful books, all of which were introductory versions, and the rest were miscellaneous.

Zhou Heng learned the situation from the soul of the count.

These were originally bought from the black market of the royal capital, and they were a mixed bag with everything in them.

There were advanced books as well, but most of his money was used to bribe the king's close officials to obtain the title of count.

Originally, his contributions were only worthy of being granted the title of viscount, so he was granted the title of a border count instead.

That's why he didn't even know why the sky had changed.

However, generally speaking, when gods fight, mortals suffer.

It was estimated that the Skull Wasteland, a fragmentary plane, was knocked off from its original plane due to a divine-level battle. Later, the plane was damaged, and the plane rules changed, resulting in its current state.

From these books, Zhou Heng could roughly understand the power system of the dead count's original world.

It was roughly divided into five levels: mortal, iron, bronze, silver, and gold.

Mortals were self-explanatory, and the players were currently at this stage.

Moving upwards, warriors and knights needed to exercise their bodies to the peak and use secret potions to assist in their ascension to iron. Other professions like wizards had different methods.

As for silver...

Gold and above were beyond the knowledge of the count. He was only a silver-level knight lord when he was alive, and after transforming into a skeleton mage, his strength was even worse, with only iron-level abilities.

There were three power systems extracted from the count's soul.

Firstly, the warrior skills he learned when he became a mercenary in his early years.

Secondly, the special profession of lord knight, which he obtained through royal ennoblement after being granted the title of count.

Thirdly, the necromancy magic he used to transform himself into an undead during the sky change, which was also a special profession - necromancer. This was a profession considered as despised as a rat crossing the street in his original world.

In addition, there were some professions found in those books, such as wizards, knights, alchemists...

Although these books only contained partial knowledge related to these professions, some of them were even incomplete.

However, Zhou Heng could use divine power to improve and deduce subsequent advancement paths. But since the players were still far from level 10, there was no need to waste divine power just yet.

His main task now was to attract more players into the game so that he could have more divine power income.

... ... ...

In Shenqi City, the Goddess Temple.

Anthony (Zhou Heng) stretched his body and walked out.

The players nearby saw him and couldn't help but rush over, thinking that there might be a hidden quest available.

After all, the high priest Anthony usually stayed in the temple and rarely stepped out.

One player quickly ran up to Zhou Heng and said, "Anthony High Priest, do you have a quest for me? I can do anything..."

Before he could finish his sentence, another player pulled him away and urgently said, "Don't listen to him. Give me any hidden quests you have. I can wash clothes, cook, walk dogs, warm beds, and I'm proficient in everything."

Zhou Heng looked at the players rushing over for quests and said with a helpless expression, "No quests, no quests. I just want to go out and look around the city."

But some players still didn't listen, so Zhou Heng had no choice but to use the system to issue a quest for them and set it as mandatory acceptance for players within a 10-meter radius.

[Daily Quest: Do not disturb High Priest Anthony while he is shopping. Violators will have 10 experience points deducted.]

This made the players back off, as deducting 10 experience points was considered a severe punishment for them. Some newly entered players would definitely feel the pain if they were deducted.

Zhou Heng was finally able to leave the temple peacefully, although some players still followed him quietly from behind, but they no longer dared to approach him.

As Zhou Heng stepped out of the temple's gate, he looked around at the lively atmosphere and couldn't help but feel amazed. Although he had observed the world through the players' perspectives, it was like watching a movie and not as vivid as seeing it with his own eyes.

Next to the temple was a shop, and Zhou Heng saw a long line of players waiting in front of Tomsen. It seemed that he was doing a good job.

Zhou Heng didn't bother him and walked past the shop.

Soon, he arrived at the blacksmith's shop.

The blacksmith, Phillip Mon, was currently holding a hammer and concentrating on forging a sword blank, which looked almost finished.

Zhou Heng didn't disturb him either and just used eye gestures to tell the players around to leave. Then he stood beside and watched the sword slowly take shape.

Zhou Heng was surprised that his blacksmithing skills were quite good, at least better than the former pharmacist who sold fake medicine.

After waiting for a while, Phillip Mon put the red-hot sword blank into the water tank beside him.

"Sizzle."

Steam immediately rose from the water tank.

It was only then that he had a chance to rest and stretch his body, and he noticed Zhou Heng.

He quickly and anxiously bowed and said, "Your Highness, you're here. Why didn't you say something? I could have gotten you a stool."

"It's okay, I just came to take a look. I'll leave soon," Zhou Heng waved his hand to dismiss the offer.

Phillip Mon said, "It's my fault for not taking good care of Your Highness. Next time, I will surely repay your kindness."

"It's fine. How are the weapons selling? Are there any problems with weapon production?" asked Zhou Heng.

The players' equipment was initially created by Zhou Heng using divine power combined with metal minerals from the plane. Only a small batch was produced and sold to the players as a temporary measure.

The same went for the pharmacy. However, this consumption of divine power was considerable and not cost-effective.

Zhou Heng had them produce weapons and potions themselves.

Otherwise, what was the point of keeping them?

"Your Highness, currently, we can stably produce two swords per day, and if I push myself to the limit, I can produce three," Phillip Mon said, speaking more and more softly. Obviously, he knew that this production volume was far from meeting the demands of the many players.

He was afraid of going back to his previous life of darkness and being unable to enjoy delicious food.

Zhou Heng could see what he was thinking just by looking at him.

He comforted him by saying, "It's already good for one person to have this production volume. Don't worry. Now tell me what the main issue you're facing is."

Phillip Mon felt relieved that the adult didn't blame him and said, "Currently, the main issue is the lack of manpower. I have to choose the blanks, forge, stoke the fire, and polish by myself. It's really too much work."

"I see. Tomorrow I'll assign a few more people to help you..." Zhou Heng thought for a moment. Forging weapons did require more hands, and he hadn't considered this before.

However, he had a good idea.

"Look, I'll give you some privileges. You can do this and this... They will definitely be happy."

Phillip Mon watched as Zhou Heng left after finishing his sentence, thinking to himself if this method would really work.