My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 591 - 390: The Alarm Bell Rings Persistently_3

Chapter 591: Chapter 390: The Alarm Bell Rings Persistently_3

For example, the Five-toothed Battleship that Owen Bertram wanted, the Wood Dynasty could also refine a similarly huge "Gaint Ship", and its overall attack power might even be higher than the Five-toothed Battleship. However, it wouldn’t be capable of changing its shape or attaching to various magical instruments like the former.

To give the Five-toothed Battleship those special functions, its refining cost was several times higher than the Giant Ship, and the refining difficulty also increased linearly.

The times are developing, and so is cultivation. By the time of the Wood Dynasty, it was understood that such standardized equipment did not need to be comprehensive. They only needed to be differentiated, each taking responsibility and cooperating with one another. This would not only save costs and speed up refining but also possibly achieve better results.

The loss of the Five-toothed Battleship also had its inevitability.

However, this thing was perfect for Master Owen, and he felt very comfortable using it, not wanting to change it.

When checking these ancient materials, Owen Bertram’s understanding of the entire history of ship refinement was like a "memory". In particular, warships could also be included in the category of "mechanical techniques," so Master Owen had no threshold for research. The Military Equipment Department’s collection was vast, and Owen even found some refining diagram records of the Demon Clan’s warships!

As for the Five-toothed Battleship, there were some records, but the refining diagram records were incomplete. When compared with the part Owen knew, it was barely possible to upgrade the Five-toothed Flying Sword he had developed, but its power was still not on par with his current flying sword and would still drag behind.

Master Owen scratched his head; he had put in so much effort, and couldn’t be satisfied with just obtaining a weakened version of the Five-toothed Flying Sword.

He glanced at the time; there was still some time before the evening appointment. He plunged into those ancient materials again, this time focusing on a different aspect - tracing the historical timeline.

From the gradual formation of the Five-toothed Battleship to its last appearance, he found a clue: the last battle of the Five-toothed Battleship in history took place at the "Lock Pass" downstream of the Rogue River.

At that time, Lock Pass was the most dangerous spot on the Rogue River, and its location was essential, known as "unbreachable." In that battle, a total of seven Five-toothed Battleships were dispatched, controlled by seven cultivators from the Sixth Great Realm. They took turns charging at Lock Pass. According to historical records, the battle caused the surrounding mountains to collapse, the Rogue River to flood, and the seven Five-toothed Battleships to sink. The once formidable stronghold on the Rogue River vanished and turned into an inconspicuous "Lock Beach" downstream!

That battle was almost the Five-toothed Battleship’s most glorious moment but also its finale. This difficult-to-refine and expensive giant ship was slowly abandoned by cultivators.

Owen Bertram stroked his chin: "After going back, take a trip to Lock Beach."

He then left the Military Equipment Department, almost bid farewell with drumbeats! The assistant minister had a relaxed attitude: "Alright, let our artificers out."

Master Owen snorted and left with a flourish, heading to the southwest of the city for the banquet.

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The place where Geoff Ford held the banquet was called "Carolin Garden", a very elegant place in the capital. The garden was in the Lake Mature Region style, with well-trained maids as beautiful as the courtesans of the Education Bureau, and chefs that were said to be retired imperial cooks.

There were a total of eight small courtyards in Carolin Garden, serving only eight tables of guests per day. Therefore, each meal was extremely expensive—it was a place not affordable for the slightly inferior nobles in the capital.

Owen Bertram’s carriage was led inside as soon as it arrived at the entrance. He looked through the window, and even though it was already dark, there were palace lanterns lit up in the garden. The twinkling lights, delicate plants, and clear water reflecting the stones on the lake gave it a different charm.

"It’s a nice place." Master Owen praised.

Geoff Ford was waiting at the entrance of a small courtyard. Owen Bertram saw him and immediately got off the carriage, saying with a fist: "Master Enoch is too kind; I am not worthy."

Geoff Ford laughed and led Owen Bertram inside: "It’s only right; our general government has been negligent these years, and the Horizon Bureau has fallen apart. Master Owen has regained glory for the Horizon Bureau, and our general government shares in the honor."

After they sat down, there were silk and bamboo performances, and the food and wine were elegant, not a place for heavy eating and drinking. However, Owen Bertram was very cautious, alert in his mind, and secretly sneered: I’m really not suitable for this place.

The food was light in taste, and Master Owen felt it was far inferior to Verna’s cooking.You’re serving this to the Emperor when the Royal Kitchen staff has just left? If I were the Emperor, wouldn’t I just drag you all out and cut you down?

Geoff Ford only encouraged drinking and never brought up any serious issues. Owen Bertram patiently played along with him. Finally, when they were almost done eating and drinking, Geoff put down his chopsticks, waved to let the dancing girls and musicians leave, and the room was left with just him and Owen. Geoff asked, "Master Owen, do you have any thoughts on the current situation in the Horizon Bureau?"

Owen Bertram remained calm: "I’m not sure what you’re referring to..."

Geoff went on: "The Horizon Bureau is originally a unified institution, but now it has split into five major factions, each governing independently and not communicating with each other. Directives from the General Government are difficult to enforce in the Capital, which is not normal."

Owen thought for a moment and directly asked: "Does Master Geoff intend to reintegrate the Horizon Bureau?"

Geoff did not answer directly: "After all, it is a government agency and will eventually be reunified. The current situation is caused by Master Lane closing his doors, and there are heroes like Master Liam who can act independently."

Owen laughed: "I am a subordinate of Master Lane."

"Master Lane is also a member of the Horizon Bureau." Geoff laughed: "If the Bureau reunifies, Master Lane would have to follow the order too."

Owen remained silent. Geoff continued: "Master Owen is a Heavenly Vertical Genius, and I believe I have some foresight. In less than three years, you can reach the Sixth Great Realm, and won’t you be reluctant to be under someone after breaking through?"

Owen’s expression changed, but Geoff waved his hand and laughed: "Master Owen, don’t misunderstand. I don’t want to undermine your relationship with Master Lane; he is an important figure in the Horizon Bureau. I’m just pointing out the truth that you don’t want to think about."

Owen pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you have in mind, Master Geoff?"

Geoff replied: "Almost everyone in this world has forgotten that the Horizon Bureau has another important responsibility."

Owen reacted and uncertainly asked: "Horizon?"

"Exactly, it’s the Horizon. This is the origin of the Horizon Bureau’s name. This responsibility was always managed by the General Government. Every year, the Horizon Bureau would offer sacrifices to the sky, receiving some guidance or rewards from the heavens."

"Throughout the history of the Wood Dynasty, we have experienced several crises. It was because of the early guidance from the heavens that we were able to avoid them. But it has been a long time since the Horizon Bureau received any response from the heavens during sacrifices, and I don’t even remember how many years it has been."

Owen Bertram wondered, "Master, are you saying that the heavens have responded again?"

"Yes." Geoff Ford nodded affirmatively: "The Horizon Bureau’s Sacrifice to the Sky is conducted on the Sacrifice Platform, which has a Fire Pond that is said to be the oldest, passed down from ancient times. It was the place where the ancient gods taught humans to use the flames."

"Originally, the Fire Pond had never been extinguished since ancient times, and although there was no visible fire, there were always embers."

"After the embers were extinguished, the Horizon Bureau’s sacrifices to heaven have never been answered again. But recently, the embers have reignited, and although I’m not qualified to make sacrifices, I can tell that the heavens haven’t truly abandoned us."

"As long as the power of sacrifice remains in the hands of the General Government, the Horizon Bureau will never be completely divided, and the five major factions will inevitably reunite as one!"

Owen frowned and asked, "Who is qualified to perform the sacrifices?"

"According to the rules of the Horizon Bureau, there are only two people: the Chief Sacrificer and the Commander. But only in the case of a vacancy in the Chief Sacrificer’s position will the Commander step in. Normally, the Chief Sacrificer has no other authority and is only responsible for the sacrifices. Yet, their status is so distinguished that even the Commander, or even His Majesty, must show due respect."

"The Chief Sacrificer’s authority is almost independent of the Horizon Bureau, and there is no conflict with others." Geoff Ford looked at Owen Bertram: "If Master Owen agrees, I can recommend you as the Chief Sacrificer. In this way, you wouldn’t have any conflicts of interest with Abner Lane.

If you still have ambitions... I believe that with Master Owen’s capabilities, you could certainly establish your own faction based on the position of the Chief Sacrificer, and no longer be subject to others."