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Chapter 1235: Chapter 1235 Wasting Labor and Resources
Though a sparrow is small, it has all the vital organs.
The North Sea region is vast, not comparable to Star City.
Although Star City is a well-known international metropolis, it is not even one-fifth the size of Ivory Bay.
The thriving Ivory Bay is one of the world’s most bustling capitals.
From south to north, even if one drove, and the road was clear, it would take about three hours.
Of course, Demarco Mount is an exception.
It is said,
The Holy Lord needed a helicopter just to go from the great hall to the restroom.
Yet, in Star City, the North Sea Royal Court had both the Left Minister’s Mansion and the Right Minister Mansion.
All major military leaders had their own mansions as well.
Though not large, and crowded together,
at least the complete architectural planning still surprised Julius Reed.
Indeed—
Everton Davenport was not a simple character.
After leaving the room, Julius Reed wandered within the North Sea Royal Court.
Its location was extremely secretive; outsiders could not find it.
It was somewhat like Ravencrest Manor.
Moreover, the Royal Court was completely sealed off; the only way to enter was through the front gate.
There were visible and hidden sentries at the gate, guarded by three Grandmasters.
When he arrived, Julius Reed specifically paid attention to the position of the Royal Court, but still couldn’t remember it.
The external road to the Royal Court was tortuous!
It made one dizzy.
But once one entered the interior of the Royal Court, the guards instantly relaxed.
Everyone here was from the North Sea; there was no need to worry about outsiders mixing in.
"Brother, give me a hand!"
Julius Reed walked out of his room to the spacious North Sea courtyard and saw many people busily at work.
These people were all in blue and white work clothes, embroidered with a golden dragon symbolizing the North Sea.
"Brother, I’m calling you—didn’t you hear me?"
When the second voice came, Julius Reed then turned around.
In front of him stood a lean man.
Others had one claw on their golden dragon; this man had two.
The lean man stood with hands on hips, sizing him up.
"Are you talking to me?"
Julius Reed pointed to himself, skeptically asking.
There was no one else around; the lean man must be speaking to him.
But they didn’t know each other; why the attempt to get familiar?
Did he want to teach him how to work?
"Is there anyone else here besides you?"
The lean man frowned, his eyes constantly moving: "Are you new here?"
"Yes. And you are...?"
Julius Reed pretended to be clueless, asking very politely.
"I am from the Ministry of Public Works..."
The lean man paused slightly: "A minor official under the Minister of Public Works, you can call me Larkin Weather!"
"Larkin!"
Julius Reed put on an ingratiating face, and simultaneously grasped Larkin Weather’s hand: "I look forward to your guidance."
"Ha! No problem helping you; come over here and lend a hand first!"
Larkin Weather, called ’Brother’ by someone, instantly beamed with joy.
He pointed to wooden stakes not far away and instructed: "There are ten stakes there; help me move them to the open space up front."
"Alright!"
Julius Reed was worried about not having a chance to gather information, and meeting Larkin Weather was a perfect opportunity to fish for clues obliquely.
"Sylvester!"
Just then, a loud shout suddenly came.
"All right, the boss is here. You keep working; I’ll join you after I’m done with this," Larkin Weather said helplessly but still responded, "Lord Ridge, coming!"
The one calling for Larkin Weather was a chubby man, about thirty years old.
Julius Reed squinted his eyes and saw a three-clawed golden dragon tattooed on the chubby man’s body.
Three claws, already a core member.
Far beyond the likes of Larkin Weather, who only had a two-clawed golden dragon.
Seeing everyone working fervently, Julius rolled up his sleeves and walked over to the wooden stake.
One hand, one stake!
Wooden stakes, one meter in diameter and ten meters long, were effortlessly lifted by him.
Fortunately, everyone was busy, and no one noticed his exceptional behavior.
Otherwise, they would definitely be shocked!
Five round trips.
All ten wooden stakes were placed on that piece of empty ground.
With nothing else to do, Julius sat there waiting for Larkin Weather.
About ten minutes later.
Larkin Weather came back with a gloomy face.
"Where are the stakes?"
But when he arrived at the place where the wooden stakes were stored, he found only Julius left.
There were no stakes at all!
"Brother, I’ve finished them all." Julius pointed to the empty ground more than five hundred meters away and said with a grin, "You look upset. Who bullied you?"
"Don’t mention it!"
Larkin Weather patted Julius on the shoulder, "Bro, I hadn’t realized you were so handy! From now on, stick with me, and I’ll make sure you’re comfortable." 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
After saying that, he sighed.
"Brother, is there anything bothering you that you could share with me?"
Julius rubbed his hands together and squatted next to Larkin Weather.
"You?"
Larkin Weather turned his head to size up Julius and said somewhat melancholically, "Forget it. Since we get along and you’re new here, I’ll give you a heads-up."
He looked around to make sure no one was nearby, then whispered, "The chubby guy who called me earlier is named Javier Ridge, son of Eliot Ridge, the Minister of Revenue. You should stay away from him on a normal day. That fat bastard is no good!"
After saying that, he spat on the ground.
"Ptui!"
"The North Sea is this big, yet so intricate?" Julius asked with great interest, "If it’s as you say, do our Left Minister and Right Minister not get along either? If a mere son of a Minister of Revenue dares to throw his weight around, what about those two ministers?"
"Shh!"
Hearing Julius’s words, Larkin Weather broke out in a cold sweat!
He quickly covered Julius’s mouth, looked around to ensure no one was listening, and then said in a low voice, "Be careful what you say, it can cost you your head! But you guessed right, the Left Minister and Right Minister really don’t get along, and it’s been that way for more than a day or two."
After saying that, Larkin Weather reminded him, "Remember, keep your mouth shut! Trouble comes from the tongue. If someone intent on harm hears you, you wouldn’t even know how you died!"
"Thanks, brother!"
Julius searched himself and pulled out a pearl, handing it to Larkin Weather, "Brother, whose man are you?"
"Don’t mention it!"
Larkin Weather took the pearl, wiped it on his clothes, and happily put it in his pocket.
This was good stuff!
People from The North Sea knew their pearls!
"I’m nobody’s man." He pointed to a man nearby who looked like a supervisor, "See him? Nancy Ophelia! Right Minister’s lackey, always giving us brothers a hard time. Next to him, that’s Oracio Martin, Left Minister’s man!"
"Brother, why don’t you pick sides?"
Julius asked curiously.
It seems the waters of The North Sea are indeed murky!
"I’m not qualified to pick sides. They fight each other overtly and covertly, and we’re the ones who suffer. On the first of every month, Nancy Ophelia and Oracio Martin come to collect money. We work hard for a meager salary, most of which ends up in those bastards’ hands!"
Larkin Weather sighed and continued, "Recently, who knows where some North Sea son-in-law came from, rallying the troops to build him a command post. This damn guy, causing trouble and wasting resources!"
"You two, what are you doing? Are you slacking?"
While Julius and Larkin Weather were chatting, Nancy Ophelia, holding a whip, suddenly walked towards them.
