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Chapter 313 - 313 312 Golden Pearl

Chapter 313: Chapter 312 Golden Pearl Chapter 313: Chapter 312 Golden Pearl “Sir, as per your instructions, we’ve dug another ten ponds along the banks of the Glowing River this year for pearl oyster cultivation.”

Rib Jimmy, the oysterman, was deeply committed to the task of cultivating pearl oysters and was quite confident about it as well.

Although he was still a serf at present, he had been classified as a serf technician, and his treatment had improved significantly. Moreover, because the oyster ponds were close to the Cigar Courtyard, he often saw Russell, a distinction that surpassed most of the serfs on the estate.

It made finding a wife all too easy for him, and now he had already started a family, with his wife now pregnant.

“Under the leadership of Lord Charles, at the arrival of the warm season, I hired a group of strong lads to dive for oysters in the river. And I also hired several dexterous female workers to assist me in planting pearl nuclei into the oysters.”

With a year of trial and error, along with some guidance from Russell, Rib Jimmy had summarized a set of pearl cultivation techniques.

“I inspected the ponds yesterday and today, and I’ve found that the mortality rate for these oysters has dropped to only half!” Rib Jimmy said proudly, and then scratched the back of his head, “Those women have such gentle hands, the oysters can really take it!”

“In the future, the task of planting pearl nuclei will be left to the female workers.”

“Yes, Sir.”

After asking about the condition of the oyster ponds, Russell had a pretty good understanding. He could say that with the scientific knowledge from his Earth, he had already cracked some of the mysteries of magic power.

The power of the land is contained beneath the surface; where the warmth of the Great Dragon radiates, the power of the land is evidently more abundant.

That is why it gives birth to miraculous creatures.

But this does not mean that humans are incapable of intervening in the birth of such marvelous beings—Shadowflame Dragons can mold dragon eggs with their bare hands, humans rely on continuously taming elves to propagate them generation after generation, which is an act of human intervention in itself.

As long as the right methods are found, humans can cultivate more magical creatures using scientific methods.

“Science is not exclusive to Earth; it’s a methodology in itself. As long as one understands how to summarize experience, the Dragon Sleep Continent can also develop science!” Russell was quite pleased with himself for successfully cultivating pearls.

As a transmigrator, most of his current achievements were due to the advantage provided by Little Dream Dragon.

Without this advantage, he would have been just another ordinary office worker from his old world on Earth.

But reading glasses, cigars, the Retting Fertilization Skill, and now the pearl cultivation techniques, undeniably gave him a different kind of self-assurance—with a perspective from Earth, even without the advantage, he could outperform most natives of the Dragon Sleep Continent.

“Even without Little Dream Dragon, with my Earth perspective, I could still make a name for myself on the Dragon Sleep Continent.”

Perhaps not as rapidly as he had so far.

But given enough time, he could certainly build a foundation and make a mark, and securing a hereditary title like Baron wouldn’t be difficult. At least from what it looked like at the moment, taking the path of a scholar was entirely feasible.

Thinking this way, Russell felt an uncontrollable swell of pride.

These inner thoughts weren’t something to be shared with others, so he quickly subdued this bit of pride and said evenly, “The oysters that survived last year have pearls that are about ready to be harvested, Rib Jimmy, go and fetch a few of the old oysters.”

The oysters in the Glowing River basically only live two to three years.

So, the oysters cultivated last year were now old oysters.

“As you wish, Sir,” said Rib Jimmy as he scuttled off toward the pond, diving headfirst into the water, and after a short while, he returned with several old oysters, “Sir, these are the largest of the old oysters I could find in the pond.”

However, these so-called old oysters were nothing compared to the wild pearl oyster Russell had caught the first time.

They were much smaller in size.

The wild pearl oyster, which had lived who knows how many years, was as big as a basketball, but the old oysters that Rib Jimmy caught were at most the size of a palm.

“I really regret having pried open that wild giant oyster with force; it was truly killing the goose that laid the golden eggs, a senseless waste,” he lamented.

Russell looked at the palm-sized old river clam in front of him and regretted once again.

At that time, he hadn’t realized how rare it was to find clams that produced pearls, thinking that with the Gloomy Dreamland, he could easily find more. Thus, he ordered people to pry open the shells by force.

As a result, the large river clam was no more.

Thinking this, he lost any expectation for the pearls the old clam might have nurtured. With a wave of his hand, he indifferently commanded, “Pry it open, take the pearl.”

In fact.

He might say he already knew how big the pearls nursed inside the old clam were. While staying at Cigar Courtyard, he would ride the Little Dream Dragon each night to have a look. Over the past half month, it was impossible for the pearls to have suddenly grown larger.

Soon, Rib Jimmy pried open the shell and took out the pearl nurtured by the old river clam.

“Eh!” Although he had no hope, Russell was still surprised, “These pearls, they are actually golden!”

The pearls were small.

The largest was only a third the size of a marble, and most were the size of soybeans.

The pearls from the wild large river clam back then were much larger, with the biggest being the size of a chicken egg, and even the smallest was as big as a marble—far surpassing the output of these old river clams. However, the pearls from the large clam were all creamy white.

The small pearls produced by the old river clam all had a faint golden sheen.

Charles and others also came out, standing beside Russell, curiously looking at these golden tiny pearls.

“Sir, they truly have magic power flowing through them!” Charles exclaimed, then grasping his head, he cried out, “This is truly… truly the gaze of a Great Dragon, only those blessed by the Great Dragon’s gaze can cultivate treasures like these!”

With Charles’s determination, everyone firmly believed that point—Russell’s ability to cultivate pearls was entirely a gift from the dragon’s gaze.

This claim somewhat negated Russell’s role.

Nevertheless, Russell could understand; on the Dragon Sleep Continent, where mighty power was concentrated in dragons, it was natural for people to assume that all magical creations originated from dragons—in fact, it was almost true, as the pearls also encapsulated power emanated by dragons.

The officials were still using the dragon as a gimmick, wildly flattering Russell.

But Charles had shrewdly noticed that Russell took no pleasure in flattery waved under the dragon’s banner.

His eyes shrewdly shifted, and he immediately understood why.

He then voiced his admiration, “The dragon’s gaze confers endless magic power to the earth, but only a wise and learned Sir can discern the trajectory of magic power, creating a miracle by condensing it into magic pearls!”

After pausing, Charles spoke out loudly, “The Grand Scholar Roundtable should immediately invite Sir to join them. Once he does, Sir will undoubtedly lead the Grand Scholar Roundtable in creating more extraordinary miracles!”

“Too much, too much, Charles,” Russell waved his hand, but the smile on his face betrayed his satisfaction at that moment.

Ranger Hauls, responsible for recruiting Freemen, saw his status rise as more and more Freemen joined. However, due to his limited strength, being an ordinary ranger, advancing further within the manor hierarchy was difficult.

But he was not content to stop there; he aspired to climb higher.

So, seeing an opportunity to flatter Russell, he immediately became excited, scratching his head. Due to his limited education, he wasn’t as articulate as Charles.

Hearing Russell’s understated “too much, too much,” he had a spark of inspiration: “Too much, indeed, Sir suggests he has already surpassed the Grand Scholar Roundtable, for they are not worthy of Sir’s wisdom!”

Everyone was momentarily stunned.

Russell glared at Hauls and said indifferently, “Hauls, do you think you’re being funny?”