My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 891 - 469: Rat Hole_3

Chapter 891: Chapter 469: Rat Hole_3

"Let’s check it out..."

But Owen Bertram was held back by Verna: "Let’s eat first. Nothing is more important than a meal. Maria and I have been waiting for you for a long time. See, our stomachs are almost flat from hunger."

Owen Bertram indulgently smiled: "Alright, I’ll listen to my sister and eat first."

It wasn’t until they reached the kitchen that Owen Bertram saw half of it filled with walnut-sized white ant eggs! Verna couldn’t help but beam when she saw these delicious ingredients, her mood exceptionally good.

"So many?" Owen was surprised. Verna said: "Yeah, it’s a huge harvest this time. It’s enough for us to eat for a few days." Verna sat her elder brother down, scooped a large bowl from the pot with an old copper spoon for him first, and then began eating with Lily.

Indeed, this unique and delicious ingredient tasted really good. Owen’s appetite was stimulated, and he ate quite a bit more. Fortunately, Verna could now cook half a pot, otherwise the three of them wouldn’t have had enough...

"Delicious!" Elder Brother praised after wiping his mouth, and Verna became even more delighted.

Lily remembered how they drove away those huge ants the day before, densely packed... and she felt goosebumps all over her body. At that time, she had only dared hide behind her sister, but her sister was truly brave, wielding the big spoon with one hand and holding her waist with the other, taking a horse stance as she approached step by step, somehow managing to scare away all the ants!

She is truly the leader of my entire life! Lily admired her inwardly.

Owen Bertram took Andrew Oamond to the backyard. The entire backyard and garden were completely desolate, as they hadn’t visited before. Upon entering, they found: "Apart from weeds and bushes growing extraordinarily lush, there doesn’t seem to be anything unusual."

A critical factor in the appearance of Demon Beasts is the presence of "evil energy," meaning it will most certainly go along with the Extinction Domain. However, the backyard was completely "clean," with no trace of evil energy.

"Where is the ant nest?" Owen asked. Andrew Oamond led the way: "I’ll take you there."

The land area of this mansion was quite large, with the backyard and garden together occupying about ten acres. Andrew Oamond led Owen past a tall flower wall, and they immediately saw a huge pit on the ground.

Iron shovels and hoes were discarded nearby. It could be inferred that, after collecting the ant eggs, Verna became so excited that she forgot to clean up the tools as well.

The pit covered an area of three to four zhang (10-13 meters) and was even deeper, about ten zhang (33 meters). Although it had been mostly dug up, the winding tunnels of the ant nest in the soil could still be seen.

Andrew Oamond was about to jump in right away: "I’ll go down and take a look." However, Owen Bertram stopped him, as he had a better idea. Owen taking out a Fiddle, plucked the strings gently.

After having his own Domain, this treasure’s usefulness to Owen Bertram had diminished significantly. However, when it came to investigating the depths of the earth, the Fiddle was undoubtedly more excellent.

Waves of sound were emitted, quickly bouncing back and building up a thousand-zhang structure of the ground beneath the being in the Fiddle. Andrew Oamond watched as Owen’s face grew more serious and felt increasingly uneasy in his heart: Was there really an issue with this randomly chosen yard?

Once the first round of sound waves returned, Owen activated spiritual energy again, releasing a second wave with more force. This time, the penetrating power of the sound waves was even stronger, reaching three thousand zhang (≈10,000 meters) underground!

Andrew Oamond stood by, holding his breath for fear of disturbing Owen.

After about fifteen minutes, Owen Bertram put away the Fiddle and shook his head lightly, saying: "I... I seem to have been careless." Andrew Oamond was eager to ask what was going on, but Owen waved his hand, asking: "Is there a place like the Black Market in the Capital, or someone who is very familiar with the dark forces of the Capital?"

After thinking for a moment, Andrew Oamond replied: "There is someone who should know quite well. I’ll take you to him. If he dares to refuse to talk, don’t blame the Horizon Bureau for not showing mercy!" As he spoke, Andrew Oamond’s face turned fierce and ruthless, revealing the true face of the Lord of the Horizon Bureau.

Andrew Oamond then took Owen Bertram out, heading toward the most bustling and lively part of the Capital. They found a shop called the "Truth-Distinguishing Building" that sold precious and antique treasures. Entering, Andrew Oamond closed the door behind them and dragged a cabinet over to block it.

The cabinet was filled with many porcelain and jade artifacts, which fell and shattered, making a loud noise. The clerks and cashiers from behind the counter quickly rushed out: "You reckless idiot, can you afford to pay for the damages... Oh, I see it’s Mr. Oamond."

Rude and unapologetic, Andrew Oamond knocked on the counter: "Silence all of you! Do you think I don’t know that these items out here are meant to scam people? If you dare speak out again, I will smash everything!"

Although the shopkeeper and clerks were polite, they didn’t seem to be particularly afraid of Andrew Oamond: "Mr. Oamond, we also have to spend money to buy these items, don’t we?"

Andrew Oamond didn’t bother arguing with them and asked, "Where is Osmond?"

"The shopkeeper is not here..." The cashier hadn’t finished speaking when he was suddenly grabbed by the throat and lifted off the ground by Andrew Oamond! With a menacing glare, Andrew Oamond said, "Don’t forget the agreement between your Salome Tower and the Horizon Bureau! Do you really think the Horizon Bureau can’t catch you?"

The clerks’ faces changed as they all shouted together, "Let the gentleman down immediately! We are being polite to you only because of the Horizon Bureau. Don’t think that we Salome Tower fear you! Your tactics may work on others but not on Salome Tower. We..."

Before they could finish, a harsh rebuke came from upstairs, "Silence!"

Andrew Oamond stared at the staircase entrance and shouted, "Osmond, get down here! The Horizon Bureau has important questions for you!"

No sooner had an old man dressed like a wealthy landlord descended from the stairs than Andrew Oamond flung the cashier, who was gasping for air and turning blue to the side. He then smashed the entire counter with one foot and pointed at the clerks, "Everyone, break a leg and leave the Capital, or I guarantee that Salome Tower will never be able to do business again!"

Owen Bertram stood at the back, his expression cold and stern. He hadn’t expected that the ’small shopkeeper’ in charge of all transactions within the 1,500-mile radius around the Capital would be hiding in a tall building in this bustling part of the city.

Owen wasn’t surprised about the agreement between the Horizon Bureau and Salome Tower. Regardless of how much Salome Tower was bragging, or even if the company was really as incredible as it claimed, they could not have grown to this scale or strength without the tacit consent of the Horizon Bureau.

Osmond’s expression changed as he said, "Mr. Oamond, these subordinates are ignorant. You, being an important figure, why bother with them?"

Andrew Oamond coldly laughed, "I am not here as a major figure nor am I reprimanding them- I am saving them and Salome Tower! That’s because a real major figure has taken notice of Salome Tower’s arrogant behavior!"

Osmond immediately looked towards Owen Bertram in the back, recognizing his face. Startled, he quickly stepped forward and bowed down, "Osmond is blind! Mr. Bertram, sorry for not welcoming you earlier!"

At this moment, Owen also displayed a powerful aura. Disgusted, he glanced at the accountant and the clerks, saying, "Remember, we are soldiers, and you are the thieves! Daring to disrespect the Horizon Bureau, do you have enough heads to chop off?"

If these people were ordinary employees of a jewelry store, Owen might not speak further if they showed disrespect to the Horizon Bureau. But Andrew Oamond wouldn’t tolerate it.

However, for these small henchmen of Salome Tower to dare to shout at the Horizon Bureau, Owen couldn’t tolerate it!

"Yes, yes, yes, it’s all my fault for being too lax in my management. Our Salome Tower has always placed great importance on the agreement with the Horizon Bureau and never dared to violate it." Osmond nodded repeatedly. Salome Tower may have boasted of its strength, but faced with the "current control" of the Horizon Bureau, they had no choice but to be cautious.

Owen walked upstairs first, saying, "Come up, I have some questions for you."

Osmond was about to remind Mr. Bertram that there was a prohibition upstairs when he saw the expensive magic array laid out by top array masters in the building shatter before Mr. Bertram’s eyes, disappearing without a trace.

"..." Osmond swallowed what he was about to say, secretly thinking to himself: As expected, he’s powerful and notorious.

Once upstairs, Osmond served Owen tea in a jade pot and cup, but Owen was not in the mood to drink: "I ask you, what has truly become of the Great Formation in the Capital?"

Osmond looked bewildered and stammered, but was immediately cut off by Owen’s stern voice: "If you conceal anything, you will share the same guilt as traitors!"