Undying Warlord

Dilan had been calmly looking at the pottery workshop in front of him before entering it.

It was a five-story tall building made of ordinary bricks that were a huge contrast to the surrounding buildings that looked rather modern.

A metal pipe protruded out of the side of the first floor, going all the way up to the roof of the building where it ended.

Dilan predicted that this might be the chimney used for the oven that was used for baking and hardening the clay pots and other objects that were created in the workshop.

He hoped that the oven’s heat was high enough for their needs as the workshop was only two kilometers away from the Rian mountainside hospital.

It would be great to have Old Jeff’s working place near the cafeteria, which was why Dilan hoped for the best.

And from the way the workshop looked, Dilan seemed to be quite lucky.

Everything would fit Old Jeff’s requirements in that workshop. And altering everything to his needs before starting to forge was also possible.

There was no need for Old Jeff to pressure himself. Quality and safety were still more important than the quantity of the goods produced!_-.

This was Dilan’s opinion, which was why he returned in a span of a few minutes before leading Old Jeff, Sven, and Williams to the pottery workshop.

While Sven’s management abilities were extraordinary already, Dilan just found out that Sven had also worked in a steel factory when he was young.

Sven wanted to see how capable Old Jeff was, and if it was reliable to trust the old man in forging the armaments they trusted with their lives.

Old Jeff understood this, in fact, he would have acted in the exact same manner if he would have been in Sven’s shoes.

It was always better to hold back and test someone to gauge their potential instead of blindly trusting them without knowing their actual capabilities.

Thus, Sven ended up coming to the workshop as well.

Williams was present because he had to know the path to the workshop as a leader of the Elite Combat Unit!

His unit would be in charge of protecting Old Jeff and the Survivors of the Porter group that would be assigned to bring all the necessary goods from the Rian mountainside hospital to the workshop and vice versa.

“The workshop’s location is perfect. If I am not mistaken, it is possible to see it perfectly from the hospital.

This will be a great help to prevent mishaps from occurring if the Elite Combat Unit were to fail their duty.” Sven was quite satisfied with the workshop, and even more so with the way, Old Jeff’s hand’s moved expertly.

Every single move he did while controlling the pottery oven and other tools clearly showed his experience that was worth several decades.

While observing Old Jeff, one could be reassured that everything would be fine. That was, at least, the feeling one got by looking at Old Jeff.

Thus, Sven even noticed how he subtly humiliated his former leader.

Clearing his throat, Williams stared daggers at Sven before growling,

“My Unit…A mistake in their duty?! Do you want to fight me???”

AT first glance, it looked like Williams was ready to tear Sven apart at once. His eyes were daggers that stabbed into Sven.

However, the moment Williams saw Sven’s baffled expression, the atmosphere relaxed once again.

“I know what you mean, Sven. But I will look after the Elite Combat Unit so that no untoward incident shall happen under my supervision!!”

Williams lifted his fist against Sven, just to see that the middle-aged Sven nodded his head while smiling weirdly.

He was not sure what exactly he should say, so he remained silent.

“I should leave you guys. I want to focus on amassing more Essence for my advancement!”

Dilan felt that it was quite important to advance to Tier-1 as quickly as possible.

The Death Beatles were an annoying group with people who had lots of experience in fighting and even more so in killing.

Of course, this was worrisome, providing more than enough reasons for Dilan to feel like killing every single Tierless Silver and ordinary Tier-1 monster in the surroundings.

Unfortunately, this was easier said than done as his stats were restricted to the limit of being a Tierless existence.

Dilan was fine with doing a night shift as well, which was now possible.

The [Nightvision] ability enhanced his eyesight slightly, not just at night but during the day as well.

However, the most important was the obvious effect of being able to see much more clearly in the night.

Dilan didn’t think that the ability was perfect, but that was obvious.

After all, it was still an ungraded ability, one of the worst-ranked at that!

But Dilan was not all too worried about this fact. Being able to see in the darkness was more than enough for him.

Williams was just looking at Dilan, not saying anything at first before he thought about something.

“How about I lead a group of my people to the second hospital tower? I can gather my own Essences to advance to Tier-1 while providing the others with support and Essences as well.

Right now, my focus is on procuring more stat points, but if you want, I can change my focus to nurturing more Ascenders to level 10 so that they meet the conditions to enter the Krendel’s Underground Valley.

This should lift a huge burden off your shoulders, or not?”

It was only obvious that Dilan couldn’t take care of everything by himself. Williams had also noticed that there were quite a few Ascenders, who chose to rely too much on Dilan.

This was something Williams, Sven and a few others had realized. It was not bad to feel reassured with a powerful leader by their side.

Dilan would always try to protect them, but Williams could tell that some Ascenders had grown too lax about the dangers of the apocalypse!

Upon understanding what Williams wanted to convey, Dilan smiled faintly before nodding his head in gratitude.

‘It’s great that I didn’t kill the shepherds! I should work even harder…I should kill only 60 Tierless Silver or ordinary Tier-1 monsters and then I’m done…should I start searching for some monsters in Rian’s central area tonight?’

Happy that he received more help from outside, Dilan was ready to thank them by working even harder.

That was if this was even possible!

Motivated by the achievements he had accomplished during the last few days, and the support of the people around him, Dilan could only smile before he left the workshop once again.