878: Chapter 466: The Thirty-Six Sects of the Northern Territory_2 878: Chapter 466: The Thirty-Six Sects of the Northern Territory_2 Preston Barnett, a poison expert, didn’t really care about dozens of lives, but he knew that if he did this, he would be entangled with the Horizon Bureau for the rest of his life: He would be watched by countless people, and soone could suddenly appear by his side at any ti…extrely terrifying.
“Humph!” Preston Barnett let out a cold snort, “Who said I want to poison you to death?”
Sucky and his subordinates imdiately felt their bodies starting to beco numb and stiff.
He didn’t an to poison them to death; he just wanted to immobilize them so they couldn’t follow him.
However, Sucky was also well-prepared and used the last of his strength to release a firework, which exploded in the sky with a loud bang.
Another squad imdiately rushed over, passing through the mountains and ridges.
They sent people to treat Sucky and his n while the rest continued to operate the chanical boats to follow them.
The new Sucky had an unusually good attitude, operating the boat and laughing towards Preston Barnett at the front, “We have 500 people taking turns, 20 people per team.
Your Excellency, you might as well stop resisting and just follow our master.
The things our master wants to do have never failed…”
Preston Barnett opened his mouth wide and couldn’t say a word.
This was the first ti he had encountered such an opponent, truly like a dog skin plaster; you couldn’t bear to kill him, but you couldn’t shake him off either.
Owen Bertram thought that, given Preston Barnett’s “status in the World,” he would be able to hold on for at least ten days or more.
But to his surprise, Preston couldn’t stand it any longer on the first night he returned from the mountain – He called out to the Military Officers behind the tightly closed door, “Quick, let Owen Bertram co over.”
Owen Bertram also understood that the rumors were not to be trusted, regarding his lonely and poisonous character, as well as his isolation within the Five-Spotted Sect, it was simply because he himself didn’t dare to et with others.
Owen Bertram walked into the Main Hall of the house with dignity, looked around, everything was neat and tidy, with no poisonous objects or weird slls visible.
However, everything around was subtly reminding anyone: this place is dangerous!
Owen Bertram listened carefully, and those rustling sounds were still coming from the other rooms; he didn’t know what kind of poisonous things were there.
Preston Barnett sat with a serious face, not saying a word to greet his future boss.
All his body language expressed his resistance to contacting strangers.
Owen Bertram sat down calmly and asked Preston Barnett, “Do you know of a kind of poisonous liquid that automatically vaporizes once it’s released?
It’s colorless and odorless, and even a Fifth Realm powerhouse would be unconsciously poisoned and unable to resist its toxicity, eventually turning into a half-human half-beast monster.
Moreover, this poisonous liquid is a large-scale poison, which can affect thousands of people at once…”
Owen Bertram directly led the conversation towards Preston Barnett’s area of expertise, and the unnatural sensation on him indeed slowly dissipated.
As soon as he heard this, Preston Barnett imdiately interrupted him, “That’s impossible.
This is not a simple poison.
First of all, the claim of being colorless and odorless is just a bluff to deceive layn.
But under certain strict cover conditions, so specific poisons can achieve this effect.
However, in this world, there is no poison that can reach the terrifying effect you ntioned in such a small dose.
Tell the truth; what is this thing, and is it mixed with other Cultivation powers?”
Owen Bertram laughed as he could see Preston Barnett’s level from his words, “That’s right.
It’s a powerful drug produced by the Red Barbarians’ Divine Artifacts, which is supposedly borrowed from the power of the Evil God.”
Preston Barnett has a tuft of white hair on his chin, a habit he scratches often, “That makes sense.” He suddenly looked at Owen Bertram, “Do you want to concoct an antidote or a new drug that can compete with it?”
To Preston Barnett, poisons were dicines.
Owen Bertram said indifferently, “I don’t need an antidote.
The Red Barbarians used such a despicable poison to harm the Wood People.
I want you to create a similarly insidious poison, preferably one that is only effective against the Red Barbarians!”
Preston Barnett frowned, and his hand scratching the white hair stopped, “This might be difficult, the Red Barbarians are also part of the Human Race…” Owen Bertram interrupted him, “How do you know it won’t work unless you try?
The Red Barbarians must be sowhat different from us.”
Preston Barnett found it to be a challenging proposition, so he beca eager to give it a try, “Fine, I’m willing to try.”
He then put forward a condition: “But everything has to be done according to my habits.”
Owen Bertram nodded, “No problem.”
This was William’s intention in introducing Preston Barnett.
If the Red Barbarians could do it, why couldn’t the Wood Dynasty?
It’s just that so people might find it hard to accept, like the many pedantic scholars in the court, who always claim the Wood Dynasty to be the “land of propriety.”
However, Owen Bertram had no burden of guilt.
Firstly, war itself is a ans of achieving victory at all costs.
Secondly, it was the Red Barbarians who first used this inhumane ans, so it was not a problem for the Wood Dynasty to follow suit.
As soon as Preston Barnett tidied up and followed Owen Bertram back to Looking Cloud Cliff, his eyes lit up in delight, “Such a huge Spirit dicine Market!”
In Preston Barnett’s eyes, these life-saving spiritual dicines could be turned into various deadly poisons with just a little adjustnt!
Owen Bertram said, “For the next ten years, this place will not only be the distribution center for spirit dicines in the Copper Gorge Extinction Domain but also the distribution center for the entire Wood Dynasty!
You can find any raw materials you want here.”
Owen Bertram was not boasting; he had already been promoting this matter secretly.
The location of Looking Cloud Cliff was biased towards the south of the Wood Dynasty, and the spirit dicines produced in the southern region accounted for about 60% of the entire Wood Dynasty’s production.
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