Village hall successfully upgraded, control area doubled, new order Call To Arms is unlocked.

Blacksmith successfully built, now the player can order weapons.

Fence successfully upgraded to Fortified Fence.

Requirements met, the village successfully became Fortified Village. The inventory unlocked.

Following the system's sound, Anton saw a cottage with furnace and small anvil appearing beside his villager's cottages, his village hall updated in size and look while the weak fence around his village replaced with a legit fence made of sturdy logs.

"Good."

After nodding his head, Anton went back to the village hall to open his inventory. Inside the room opening the inventory, he noticed there is nothing except treasure chest along with two hero summoning tickets.

"At least I got something."

Anton was quite happy, because he was quite worried about the food problem but now thanks to is resource chest he doesn't have to worry about that problem quite while. The medium resource chest he has now contained 2500 mana stones and 5000 stone, steel, wood, food, leather which is enough to build quite strong defense force, enough left over to upgrade his fortified village to medium fortified village.

"Only thing right now, I missing is manpower."

The army will not appear from thin air when he pays the price. He must train his people in barracks and turn them into soldiers, but right now he only has 20 people, which is he can only turn 8 or 10 to soldiers any more will affect his economy and happiness of his people.

"That is for the future thing."

Said Anton leaves the village hall and walked towards his storage then pressed the 'open' button on the medium chest. Followed by bright light, he saw storage filled brim with each resource separated cleanly into each category.

After giving instructions to build an apothecary, training ground and Tailor workshop, 15 Bows, 5 Spears, Anton went to his bed. He knows the remaining time will not enough to upgrade his buildings as the lowest one is required one day.

In his bed, Anton thought of his home on earth. What will happen to his family when they know about his death. Will his rude sisters will cry? Will his aunt finally learn something knowing he is now gone? What about his poor parents? Anton really wished his poor father's heart is alright and didn't want to mother to cry.

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If there is a way he wished to send a message to his family that, he is safe and sound before its too late.

"With this button, I can send messages. Heh as if..... wait ?"

While playing with the system, Anton noticed a small tab with a picture of a bell blinking like a road sign. Pressing the button appeared a list of names people he knows. Overcome with joy Anton pressed the name of his father to send a message.

Sending a message through a dimension will cost 500 mana stone.

"What, fucking rip off!"

Anton cursed the system's rip off but his fingers didn't stop tapping message. Eventually, he finished sending a message to his family and closed his eyes with peace of mind. He may be lost all 2500 mana stones but to him, it was worth it.

When morning sun hits his head Anton is woken up with renewed energy. Leaving his hall he saw twenty people now working on taking resources.

"Good morning Lord, as you requested we finished making 8 Bows and 4 Spears you requested."

A tall man with a bright red face greeted Anton and presented finished weapons.

"Good."

Said Anton while checking finished products. Both bow and spear look sleek and clean without any problem.

"Finish it before evening."

"Yes."

Leaving the blacksmith, Anton went to tailor and ordered 20 simple armor. Adding five more people for each production tailor could easily able to produce five armor in about an hour.

When he saw the finished armor he recognized simple armor they calling was quite similar to gambeson in both look and texture it was just a very thick jacket made of cloth and wool stacked on top of each other.

"Now, how do I spend this time efficiently ?"

With some thought, Anton decided to spend time in the training ground. As level one training ground looked more like child playground as it only had few practice targets along with dummies made of hay.

Yesterday even after beating twenty-five Lost ones, Anton still couldn't improve his form let alone his habit of closing his eyes when he saw something incoming or while attacking. But least from he leveled up twice made him learning the other two skills.

Brawler lv1 Coating user's fist and leg with mana doubling its damage for the next 4 attacks. During the active time, the user's speed towards enemy will be doubled.

Grit lv1(Passive) With each attack received during combat user's resistance, damage and healing will increase by 5%. This effect will stack 5 times. The effect will lose its effect when the host leaves combat for 10 sec.

Both of those skills was something to help him to fight against one one one while having no help against a horde of enemies will arrive a few hours later.

After shaking his hand to get rid of his fear Anton began to punch the hay dummy to get more courage as he knows if he fails on this wave he can say a real goodbye to everything.

Just imagining fight against many opponents at once Anton felt fear and thought of leaving his village then rebuild the second time appeared in his head but he immediately denied it as he knows if he does it the first time then he will do it second and third stuck in an endless loop. That was human nature.

*Thump!*

With a loud sound, Anton's fist created a small hole in the dummy with this single punch he decided to erase all of his doubt and fear.