Chapter 203: Commission

A terrifying explosion echoed throughout the entire manor, spreading even to the whole of Didu, causing this ancient city to fall into an eerie silence.

At this moment, some of Roselle's methods began to be implemented, and a kind of "gossip" began to circulate among the populace.

He was using public opinion to consolidate his title as a "genius."

Whoosh!

The gale stirred up by the explosion swept through everything; Roselle spread his arms, his smile wild and unbridled.

However, the wind behind him was a bit too strong, and Roselle could no longer keep up the act; he walked a few steps quickly and unobtrusively, returning to the banquet scene.

Many nobles had pale faces, frightened by the power of those cannons.

"This kind of power?" Bethel glanced at it and evaluated objectively, "Probably a Demigod-level Lightning Storm?"

Many Beyonders present had grave expressions, subconsciously placing themselves in the position of the small hill, imagining what their fate would be if they faced these cannons.

Then, most of them had ashen faces; with this kind of power, those below Demigod level would only have a chance to flee!

If one's Pathway was not good at escaping, there was a great possibility of falling under this round of cannon fire.

More importantly, these cannons could be mass-produced; if a few dozen had this power, what about a few hundred?

Everyone realized this problem, and then all eyes were focused on Roselle, with both eagerness and wariness.

"The New Era has arrived," Roselle reiterated. Beyonders naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to stand in place and be bombarded by shells, but there were things that couldn't be moved, such as city walls and castles.

"He is in trouble," Chumen was happy to watch the show.

"The royal family, the military, and even the major noble families will all try to win him over; he might find himself unable to advance or retreat," Bethel also knew of the hidden struggles occurring recently between the royal family and the nobles.

Well, it should be said that the Abraham Family was actually involved as well.

It wasn't for the throne—as long as the "Black Emperor" hung over their heads, no one could shake it—but the empire's power and resource distribution were all up for grabs.

Even among the great Duke families, Demigods were pitifully few; most nobles were more concerned with secular power and interests.

And just as Bethel said, the current Roselle was surrounded by a large group of nobles.

Roselle naturally turned no one away, enjoying the beautiful moments of life; the reverence and eagerness of those nobles were even more pleasing than beautiful ladies.

It was just that things seemed not to be as he had imagined.

When the royal family, great nobles, and the military factions gathered together, Roselle suddenly had the feeling of being drawn into the center of a storm.

He could maintain temporary stability, but these people would not allow an unexpected variable to exist outside the game.

"Ahem! Excuse me, excuse me!" Roselle was at the height of his pride now; how could he take a stance on such matters? He walked directly toward Chumen.

"Damn! Miscalculated! This seems a bit more complicated than I imagined!" Roselle broke free from those big shots who were already on the verge of a standoff, feeling lingering fear.

There were Demigods among these people!

"You will have to face these people in the time to come," Chumen reminded him.

"Ah..." Roselle's face crumpled, feeling some resistance; he was still just a researcher and scientist, not a politician, and had a natural aversion to these things.

"Once these weapons of yours are mass-produced, you will have the qualifications to break the Balance, plus the 'God of Craftsman Church' behind you..." Chumen's words ended there; Roselle was also an extremely clever person and associated many things.

"Troublesome!" Roselle couldn't help but feel helpless; backed by the "God of Craftsman Church," he wouldn't be in danger, but he would inevitably be subject to various restrictions.

"When it comes down to it, it's because the Sequence is too low!" If he were a Demigod, these people wouldn't dare to pressure him like this.

"Then I have a commission," Chumen suddenly said, "It just so happens that it can help you escape the vortex of the Didu power struggle."

"What?" Roselle asked subconsciously.

"Set sail!" Chumen smiled, "I want to go out to sea and want to hire you as my captain to pilot the new type of sailing ship you invented."

"As for the reward, let's make it the 'Alchemist' Characteristic."

Roselle widened his eyes abruptly, almost shouting "rich bastard" out loud.

Dream Castle was indeed wealthier than a nation; no, the entire world's monetary system was even established by them!

This also made those who came from Dream Castle possess wealth to an unimaginable degree.

With his status, it was not difficult to obtain the Sequence 5 "Astronomer" Characteristic within the Church, but "Alchemist" was too difficult without a high-level member of the Church making a Sacrifice.

"Fine! Deal!" Roselle didn't even hesitate.

"Do you know the difficulty of a mission for an 'Alchemist' Characteristic?" Chumen asked.

"I know, but you wouldn't be going to your death, would you?" Roselle couldn't see Chumen's Sequence at all, nor could he even tell if he was a Beyonder.

But this did not prevent him from concluding that this was a big shot!

"Um... can the reward be paid in advance? I will go back and apply for the 'Astronomer' Characteristic and promote as fast as possible!"

"You can, but I might be setting sail soon; you had better recruit your team and build the ship as soon as possible." Chumen finished the last piece of beef and thus settled the matter of the voyage.

At the end of the Fourth Epoch, the battlefield between Chumen and the God of Death was mainly concentrated in the Underworld, but the aftermath of the battle affected the Southern Continent, so there was one less thing called the Kuangbao Hai, but the shipping route between the North and South Continents was not broken.

"I will be as fast as possible; at most half a month, and I will be able to prepare everything."

Roselle took this commission and would naturally take it seriously; the banquet had not yet ended, but he was already planning the voyage.

"Then I'll be going," Chumen left the banquet with Bethel.

"Huh, when did that person appear?" Roselle realized belatedly that there had been a person sitting next to him.

"However..." Roselle intuitively felt that this person was more powerful than all the Demigods he had ever met, even more so than the mysterious Zaratul!

"Is it an Angel?!" Roselle couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, "Could it be the Dream Duke?"

"Stop!" Roselle hurriedly ended his train of thought; don't think about nonsense, get the "Alchemist" Characteristic first!

"Teacher, may I follow?" Bethel asked Chumen.

The Abraham Family's tradition of liking to Travel everywhere was actually passed down from Bethel.

"Hmm... that's fine, having a companion is good too," Chumen nodded.

"Thank you, Teacher!" Bethel smiled; this kind of travel always reminded Him of the time He followed the Teacher on a journey through the Starry Sky.

"We will pass through several islands, go straight to the Southern Continent, and finally, we might take a trip to the Abyss."

Chumen was not acting on a whim regarding this voyage; it concerned a grand plan before the arrival of the Doomsday.