Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

-----

"Buhh… BUAAAAH! BUWAAAHH! MAMAAA!" Nyx began to cry out loud, as Lucifer and Brunhild sued all their strength to not let her jump over my back with her monstrous calamitous strength.

"Don't worry, I can be here as well as there, both at the same time." At the end, I divided myself in two and stayed with Nyx anyways.

"Mama!" Nyx got happy right away, smiling and then flying to my arms again, rubbing her head over my chest and then… falling asleep immediately after.

She's such a treasure, isn't she? But she's really killing me a bit too... Raising a kid is not easy.

Like that, we left her behind and I moved towards the Furnace of the dwarves. The entire building was now pretty big, and aside from the three dwarves in our town, there were many new apprentices here who had a knack for crafting and forging. Humans, elves, and goblins made up most of the team of forgers.

They were all newbies though; the trio of dwarves were slowly teaching them everything they knew about and seeing their progress. Most of them had to be burly to handle all the strength needed, but there were some promising younglings with lots of stamina due to being young.

The whole group was composed of twelve people and with the dwarves included, fifteen. We still needed more people if we wanted to produce stuff to sell as a village of our own, but these people were more than enough for the daily lives of the town, which was composed roughly of like… two hundred people?

We cannot even be considered a city, were just a small village of refugees. Of course, if we take into consideration all the Undead I have here patrolling and slowly maintaining the place, there might be close to a thousand…

"Hey guys, how's its going?"

I entered the furnace as a wave of heat hit our faces, making our air blow away. Entering the furnace was always this experience. The impact that the change of temperature compared to the cold outside from the furnace was quite big. I've seen some people just go visit the people at the furnace to warm up.

Sometimes completely unrelated people joined them for lunch and dinner to keep themselves warm in there. Of course, there should be chimneys in every house by now, but there's a lot of people that is often forced to work outside due to their jobs. Lumberjacks go to cut trees outside the walls so they always have it tougher, there are people that are paid to clean the streets and help restore the entire city. There is a large group that cook, other that sews clothes, others that hunt, others that process animals and their pelt and materials, those that repair things and build houses and furniture, not something the blacksmiths here do much as they specialize better in metallurgy and equipment, and so on.

Literally everyone has a job or two by now, I am not really someone that likes to force anyone to work too much. Work ethics back on earth were actually a bit barbaric, working 8 hours in a row for five or sometimes six days a row, barely any time to do anything else either? It is too unhealthy. People here most of the time work at most five hours a day, and often times take breaks in between working days leisurely. We are a small population so there's no pressure to do stuff to maintain everything. We are quite stable. And if people feel like not working much, the Undead are there to do simple jobs.

Although they're quite bad at crafting and everything else, so the most they usually do is carry stuff, cut lumber, and clean. They assist hunting but are quite bad at butchering or processing things. I am trying to make a balance between what Undead do or not to not get people too lazy over it, everyone already knows they gotta work hard to keep their families and themselves alive, the Undead are only there to cover up for things not everyone can do, in a way. Nonetheless, they're an important pillar to our daily lives.

The dwarves quickly greeted us as we entered the furnace. The twin dwarves seemed excited to see me for some reason, did they know I came here to design a new magic artifact or-

"Yo lass! We got your stuff done!"

"Yeah, the sword and the axe like you asked."

"It was kind of hard to piece together the Staff and the Cursed Sword you gave us, but the Divine Protections we have can even work on cursed equipment, what would you know?"

"Yeah, the staff and the big sword were fused as you asked. The staff became the primary stick of the sword while the sword's blade surrounds it as you waned… I never thought staffs could turn into swords like that, but it really worked."

Baldur and Balladur showed me an incredible Black Sword. So big it was obviously a two-handed blade. The pillar of the sword was a long black's staff with several red and purple jewels incrusted into them. These were all Demonite Ores, heheh.

I managed to allow them to use the mid-ranked Demonite Ores without suffering any side effect by creating a few new Undead and a special Spell. The Undead were named Armorer Protective Suits, which were a variant of living armors, which isolated miasma from entering inside the body. The other spell was "Reinforced Spiritual Phantasmal Veil" which was made to cover them for a second layer to protect them even more from the "radiation" of the rich miasma within Demonite.

Of course, it still quite risky, so it was only for these weapons and nothing more than that would kind of me suicide for them. Demonite is amazingly strong and can turn equipment into completely different things, but it is too risky to handle around carelessly. Funnily enough, Lucifer and Brunhild donated their materials as well!

-----