My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 636 - 403: The Return of the Magic Tide_2

Chapter 636: Chapter 403: The Return of the Magic Tide_2

It was like Owen Bertram’s previous life, where the principle behind an atomic bomb was understandable by a middle schooler, but only a few countries could actually build one.

Master Owen waited for more than a shichen, watching those artificers immersed in the Refining Diagram Records - or to put it accurately, trapped by its difficult problems. It was impossible for them to comprehend it completely within a short time using their own abilities.

"Alright, I’ll explain it."

It took Owen Bertram more than half a day to finally have Otis King and the other Tire-5 masters understand it completely. However, the other artificers still remained half-convinced. It wasn’t that Master Owen wasn’t explaining well; it was simply that their level of understanding was limited. The Celestial Warship was just too difficult for them to grasp entirely.

Each of them only had a specific part to play in the creation of the flying ship, with the final overall planning and assembly being done by the Tire-5 masters.

As for the parts they didn’t understand, Master Owen didn’t want to waste any more breath explaining. If they still had questions, they could seek clarification from Otis King and the others.

Owen Bertram, leaving behind the now bewildered artificers, went outside - only to be chased by Carlos: "Sir, have you ever calculated the cost of building such a flying ship?"

Owen Bertram had indeed forgotten about this issue, always feeling that with his current wealth, he should no longer worry about Spirit Jade.

Carlos began explaining, "Old husband has estimated roughly...building one such Celestial Warship requires about one hundred million Spirit Jades."

Owen Bertram thought he had heard it wrong: "How much?"

"One hundred million Spirit Jades. There may be some discrepancies, but it should not be too far off."

Master Owen returned dispiritedly, doing some mental calculations on the way. He went back to his room, took out pencil and paper, and carefully checked his calculations, before finally heaving a long sigh: Carlos’ calculation was not far off. To be precise, according to the current prices of various Treasure Materials, the cost of each Celestial Warship was between ninety-four million and one hundred and five million Spirit Jades.

"Oh, Brother..." Elder Brother exclaimed, "What you gave us is great, but it is just too expensive."

Even the Emperor’s Flying Carriage Palaces were considered costly, but they were still cheaper compared to the Celestial Warships.

Owen Bertram now had a clear understanding of his purchasing power for Spirit Jade: it was roughly equivalent to the pound sterling during the Great British Empire era. But even then, building a main battleship in the British Empire would only cost a few million pounds. This showed how exaggerated the cost of a Celestial Warship was.

"Good things have all the advantages, except for their high price."

The Spirit Jade generously contributed by the fifth prince was only enough to build two of the Celestial Warships.

"Let’s go with two, then. Along with the Emperor’s fleet of Flying Carriage Palaces, it will become a formidable fleet."

Master Owen planned to start building, and when the Summit Metropolitan Office’s tax revenue could support it, more could be built in the next batch.

However, Owen Bertram soon thought of another source of income: "The Summit Metropolitan Office must now get more deeply involved in the affairs of the Nanni Nation. The profits from investing and participating in the war effort could speed up the construction of the Celestial Warships."

Master Owen suddenly realized a problem: "How did I unwittingly get involved in the Southern Border conflicts?"

Lord Dunn had always wanted Master Owen to go to the Southern Border but had been repeatedly refused. However, after visiting the Capital, it seemed like he had become tightly connected to the Southern Border.

Master Owen recalled the reasons for getting involved step by step; it was not any grand cause, but rather Donald Lee and the ordinary old soldiers around him.

At first, Owen sympathized with those people and wanted to do what he could to help. As the troubles faced by the Flying Bear Army grew, so did the efforts Owen made to assist them.

Now that he thought about it, did he regret it? Master Owen had no regrets. He still believed that, for any logic, these people shouldn’t have to bleed and cry!

"Sigh..." Master Owen let out a sigh: "I got myself into this."

"No, since I’m already involved in the Southern Border conflicts, I must take the opportunity to ask for rewards from Master Dunn and Master Lane. Although they are even more impoverished than me, and probably couldn’t provide much, getting even a little bit of something is better than nothing..."

While Master Owen was planning this, suddenly a Communication Talisman jumped out, and Master Lane’s voice came through: "Owen Bertram, my lord has a task for you to complete..."

Owen Bertram didn’t respond.

The Lane elder said: "East of the Summit River, outside the Copper Gorge Extinction Domain, the Sharon Mansion is under the attack of a Magic Wave. The local revered Lord has lost contact. I want you to go there and deal with this situation immediately. Since this is under the jurisdiction of the Summit Metropolitan Office, if you can handle it properly, make sure to take over the leadership of the Sharon Mansion...

After speaking for a while, Master Lane found that there was no response from his subordinate, and couldn’t help but ask, "Are you listening, boy?"

Owen Bertram replied unhappily, "Master, that’s a Magic Wave! Our Summit Metropolitan Office is already struggling to defend Copper Gorge. How can we have the ability to handle the affairs of Sharon Mansion?"

Master Lane knew this boy too well, and knew that he was angling for more benefits. If it wasn’t for the recent intense fighting in the Capital, he would have personally taken care of this matter and wouldn’t bother negotiating with the young man.

Showcasing extreme patience, the Lane elder painted a tempting picture for Owen Bertram: "The Sharon Mansion’s revered Lord is under the jurisdiction of the East Prison Town Comfort Office, and their Commander Lin Ronald has been very active in the Capital recently. If you can take over the Sharon Mansion, I will have a better chance of defeating him and becoming the General Commander.

"When the rewards are distributed, you can even gain a higher position, and the various resources of the General government will be inclined towards the Summit Metropolitan Office..."