[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence":3,"chapter-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-185":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Warlord: Starting with Daily Intelligence",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338648,4572,"Chapter 185: I Am Harry Potter!","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-185",185,"\u003Cp>To remain hidden, the Black Dragon vessel anchored seven or eight li away from Odin City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas led more than a dozen subordinates, including Lei Meng, walking for about half an hour before finally spotting Odin City’s gate in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Gervas was pondering whether to go straight to the castle to state his purpose or inquire at a local trading house, Lei Meng suddenly said, “My lord, look over there—that man looks like he’s about to jump into the sea!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas froze, turning to look at the nearby coast, where indeed a young man in silk ceremonial robes stood motionless on the cliff’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the cliff was only ten or so meters high, the rocks below were sharp, and the waves churned violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless one was desperate, no one would ever go there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go take a look!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas was not a man who meddled in others’ affairs, but the scene ahead stirred his curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the horse beside the would-be suicide was clearly a top-tier warhorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a fine horse was worth at least twenty gold coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man of such status—what could possibly drive him to leap from a cliff?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Gervas and his men reached the path beside the cliff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, friend, what are you doing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the shout, Adams blinked, then turned his head dazedly. “Are you calling me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. What’s so terrible that you’re standing on a cliff? I see your warhorse is worth at least twenty gold coins—you don’t look poor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Adams finally took a good look at the young man speaking to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the youth’s silk ceremonial robe wasn’t top quality, it clearly marked him as a wealthy noble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, more than a dozen men wore leather armor; though lacking family crests, each was broad-shouldered and sharp-eyed—undoubtedly well-trained guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, this youth’s status must be high—certainly not a knight or merchant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t know me?” Adams asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy hell! Gervas thought, holy hell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this guy actually mentally ill?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do I need to know you? And may I ask who you are?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams realized the man truly didn’t recognize him, so he said, “I’m Adams. If you don’t know me, then leave. My affairs are none of your concern!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Adams?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy hell! Gervas exclaimed again, holy hell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy’s name is Adams too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be—could he possibly be the very man I’m looking for?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at the warhorse beside him, Gervas thought the odds were high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you Adams Austen?” Gervas asked directly, for caution’s sake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not, Gervas would turn and walk away—he’d already been told to leave, and he wouldn’t interfere further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams blinked. “Yes? You know me… no, you said you’ve never seen me—who are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really is him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So this is what they mean by “searching high and low, only to find him right under your nose.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d just been wondering how to find this man—and now the man was waiting for him right outside the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Adams, you may call me Harry Potter. Are you standing on this cliff to jump because of the honey?” Gervas asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams didn’t answer, but his brow furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really is about the honey?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas was speechless. “Is this really worth dying over? You’re the eldest son of a Hou Jue!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry, right? I’ve never heard of you. And my affairs are none of your business—I’ll say it again: please leave!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams disliked the tone of the other’s words—they clearly carried a tone of reprimand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Adams, under other circumstances, I would leave at once. I would never force my will upon another’s life or death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you cannot die now, because I intend to make money off you—and have you do me a favor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t understand what you’re saying!” Adams frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And seeing Gervas cling like glue, he’d had enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he turned back, gazing once more at the cliff below, then slowly lifted the foot already resting on the cliff’s edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas cursed aloud, “Adams, it’s just honey! I’ve brought some—I guarantee you’ll pull off your Hou Jue’s birthday banquet without a hitch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams’s foot froze. He turned his head. “You’re lying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swear by the God of Glory—I have a way to help you make the pastries and sweets for your Hou Jue’s birthday banquet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The foot Adams had been about to step out finally retracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gervas exhaled deeply. “Come on, Lord Adams—this place is too dangerous. Come over here. Let’s talk properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams hesitated, took a deep breath, then strode firmly toward Gervas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, Adams Austen, am pleased to meet you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I, Harry Potter, am pleased to meet you too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Harry, how much honey have you brought? Can you deliver eight hundred kilograms? If so, I’ll pay five times the market price!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, even five or six hundred kilograms would do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Adams stared at Gervas, full of hopeful anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, as long as there was hope, no one wanted to give up and die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he never expected Gervas to suddenly shake his head: “I don’t have any honey!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…!” Adams’s face turned instantly pale, then flushed crimson. “Are you mocking me? Did Evan send you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Evan? I don’t know him, Lord Adams. Listen to me—I swore by the God of Glory. Do you think I’d lie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Give me a reasonable explanation—or before I die, I’ll make sure you pay for daring to mock me!” Adams snarled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Adams, though I didn’t bring honey, I brought something even better for making pastries and sweets!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Gervas pulled out a sack of white sugar, opened the leather pouch, grabbed a pinch, and shoved it into his mouth before offering the rest to Adams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams understood Gervas’s intent. After hesitation, he took a small pinch and put it in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the sugar touched his tongue, Adams’s eyes flew wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intense sweetness surpassed anything he’d ever imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Adams, this is called white sugar—it’s a specialty of my homeland. It’s far superior to honey for making sweets and pastries!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because honey can only be spread on cake surfaces, but this can be fully blended into the batter—just like salt in cooking!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you like it, Lord Adams?” Gervas smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adams came back to himself. “What’s the price of this white sugar? And I’ve never seen it before—I’m not sure your claims about its effects are true!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, though he’d tasted its sweetness,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he wasn’t foolish—he remained wary and skeptical of this unknown substance.\u003C\u002Fp>",1092,"2026-06-20T22:44:01.160Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","01c6e49a984ff465400534f7f8a1f287d0127ccb408d928d851f0e0acbaa72b8","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-186","warlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-chapter-184",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwarlord-starting-with-daily-intelligence-cover.jpg"]