My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 145 - 143 Reunion with Old Friends (First Update)_1

Chapter 145: Chapter 143 Reunion with Old Friends (First Update)_1

In the inn, the people of Nanni Nation packed up their belongings, checked out, and headed straight for Jaafar County.

They traveled through the night to save some time. The barren mountains and wilderness at night were quite dangerous, but with their considerable skills, they weren’t afraid.

Owen Bertram released the Commander’s Token and told his brother to go to the Ghost Zone.

Little Loach was very reluctant. The giant clam he ate today was a top-notch Tier-3 Demonic Beast, and he was just about to finish digesting it, not wanting to budge.

And the Ghost Zone was so quiet and uninteresting.

To Little Loach, the excitement of the Ghost Market was not real excitement; a place like Bengal, where walking delicacies could be found everywhere, was the real excitement.

After much coaxing from Owen Bertram, the brother finally went reluctantly.

The King of Souls and the other two were still in seclusion, and Lord Bone Sea was still in charge - Lord Bone Sea was refreshed these days. In the past, he couldn’t understand certain things, so he had to consult the old man.

Now that he had Pig-Headed Military Advisor by his side, he could just ask him if he had any questions.

Thus, the feeling of being in charge made Lord Bone Sea indulge himself.

Yes, Butcher Maxwell was a pig butcher, so in Lord Bone Sea’s view, he became a Pig-Headed Military Advisor. Lord Bone Sea had earnestly called Butcher Maxwell over the day before: "I have a secret technique that can change your head to that of a colossal demon pig’s soul, guaranteeing that your strength will increase greatly and that your appearance will be ferocious. Seeing you, other ghosts will be in awe!"

This grace frightened Maxwell into begging for mercy. Bone Sea Lord looked contemptuous as he said, "You really are an unlucky man. An opportunity is right in front of you, but you think I am harming you."

Upon Little Loach’s arrival, the Lord of the Skeleton Sea was all smiles and nods, his head banging.

Look, when all three of you were around, the Honored Lord didn’t come once in half a month. Now that I’m in charge, the Honored Lord comes every other day—It really is you Crouching Dragon and Phoenix who are holding me back!

"Little Bone welcomes Envoy!" Lord Bone Sea slammed down on the ground in a bow.

Owen Bertram asked, "How is the Ghost Messenger patrol going?"

Lord Bone Sea quickly replied, "All is going smoothly. In these few days, we have figured out the range suitable for patrol. It happens to coincide with the boundaries where the surrounding souls are attracted to join the Ghost Zone."

Then the Lord Bone Sea wore a fawning expression, waiting for the Honored Lord to praise him: See, Little Bone has grasped the deeper meaning of your command.

Owen Bertram thought about it, this was good, as all the newly born ghosts could be controlled and placed in the Ghost Zone.

"You did well."

Lord Bone Sea was overjoyed: "It’s nothing, Little Bone just knows to work loyally for the Honored Lord."

Owen Bertram said what he had thought of before: "This is just the first step, next we need to try to establish a system of reward and punishment in the Ghost Zone, and judge their sins committed in their previous lives."

Lord Bone Sea trembled with excitement, exclaiming, "Honored Lord is wise!"

Isn’t this little by little establishing a Miniature Underworld! Rewarding the good and punishing the evil, and judging the sins of the previous life—in the absence of the old man, as long as I firmly grasp this matter, I could at least be a Judgment Officer!

Would the next step be to establish a prison, and then upgrade it further to the Eighteen Levels of Hell?

But Little Bone is still a bit torn: while being a Judgment Officer seems good, my goal is to be a Yama.

However, as long as Ox-Head, Horse-Face, and Judgment Officer are all promoted by me, my power in this Miniature Underworld will be the greatest, and the position of Yama cannot be missed. The old man and the others also have to yield to me, hehehe!

Owen Bertram asked him, "Don’t just be good at flattering, do you have any suitable candidates to recommend for this responsibility of judgment?"

It was at this point that Lord Bone Sea realized: who should this Judgment Officer position be given to? I don’t have any subordinates!

"Um..."Owen Bertram saw his hesitation and waved his hand: "Quickly choose one."

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea frowned and pondered who he could use in the Ghost Zone when suddenly there was a noise at the entrance, and the sounds of scolding and fighting came.

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea was furious: What are you fools doing? Are you trying to embarrass me in front of the Honored Lord?

"What the ghost! How dare you make trouble here?!" He shouted angrily, and a pale sound wave slammed towards the entrance.

Several Ghost Knights stumbled and ran over: "Lord, a new ghost is arrogant and disobeys our rules, even hurting our people!"

"But don’t worry, Lord, the leader has already gone there, and he won’t have a good time."

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea gritted his teeth in anger, thinking that his subordinates were really useless. They were promoted to the second tier but were beaten by a newcomer.

Intense fighting sounds came from the entrance again, and groups of faint green ghost fires scattered all around.

However, the fight lasted for a while, and it didn’t end. The Lord of the Skeleton Sea’s face darkened even more. In the meantime, Butcher Maxwell said, "I’ll go and take a look too."

After he left, it took about the time to drink a cup of tea for the main and deputy leaders to finally end the battle together. But the Lord of the Skeleton Sea’s face became even uglier because he sensed that the two useless fellows didn’t capture the opponent - the newcomer managed to run away!

This was humiliating...

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea roared, transforming into a sky full of white phosphorus meteors, and instantly caught up to the fleeing new ghost.

This time, the new ghost failed to escape and was captured by the Lord of the Skeleton Sea.

But when Owen Bertram saw the new ghost, he almost blurted out: Uncle, you scapegoat!

No, wait, Uncle Eastwood.

This new ghost turned out to be Ethan Eastwood, the Wealth King.

Owen Bertram couldn’t help but sigh, thinking that Ethan was indeed a significant figure. It took him so long to die after entering Burning Hillock.

The Lord of the Skeleton Sea bowed to Little Loach, "Honored Lord, please wait for a moment; I will deal with this fellow first..."

Owen Bertram interrupted him: "I think this ghost is suitable for the position of Judgment Officer."

"Huh?" The Lord of the Skeleton Sea was dumbfounded.

Uncle Eastwood’s body was surrounded by sinister ghost air, but he still maintained his dignified demeanor. He was wrapped in chain lock made up of skull heads the size of dates, but his calm and composed expression didn’t change even when he was captured.

Even inside his body, some indistinct powers were stirring, probably caused by various treasures.

Owen Bertram couldn’t help but admire: He was indeed the "Wealth King," or as Abigail Turner and Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow saw him - a walking chance encounter. And he had so many Underworld treasures!

When he died and became a ghost, Ethan Eastwood directly became a Tier-3 Demonic Beast! No wonder the main and deputy leaders could not keep him.

Owen Bertram even suspected that Uncle Eastwood had already sensed the existence of the Lord of the Skeleton Sea in the Ghost Zone. That was why he timely escaped; otherwise, he would have defeated both the main and deputy leaders.

When Little Loach spoke, it caught Uncle Eastwood’s attention. After carefully looking at him for a moment, Uncle Eastwood asked, "Judgment Officer?"

Then he scanned the entire Ghost Zone and laughed heartily: "You’re all quite ambitious."

Owen Bertram purposely provoked him: "What? You don’t dare?"

This time, Uncle Eastwood laughed loudly: "Why wouldn’t I dare?"