Trevor was watching a haggard Frank with a pained look. "Why don't you letdrive, Mr. Lawrence? You've been
working hard for days."
It had been five days since Trevor called Frank to report his findings on the Leaf family of Norsedam.
And over the last five days, Frank had been busy as he measured every corner of the farm, including the hot
springs, stables, and orchards.
He made arrangements to set up a layout resembling a planned town. Then, he had Trevor spend a fortune
hiring the best architects in Draconia to provide it a grand design.
At the stime, Frank needed everyone to quickly finish all construction for the resort in a month. For that,
Trevor hired over a thousand contracts who worked overnight.
After that, Frank provided Trevor with an inventory of medicinal herbs and asked him to buy everything.
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"Who's it for?" Trevor asked in curiosity at the time, but Frank simply smiled and said nothing.
Nonetheless, Trevor did as told and was soon left watching as he watched Frank refine every herb into pills, and
then fed said pills to the livestock living across the farm.
Trevor was certainly flabbergasted—he had gone through great lengths to procure all those herbs, but it turned
out they were not even meant for people?!
It had been five days since Frank worked on the farm without stopping.
When it was tto leave, he got in his car, bringing Trevor along as they drove straight to Norsedam.
According to Trevor, it took him a long tto investigate the Leaf family because they excelled at secrecy...
because Bail Leaf, the head of the family, died under mysterious circumstances recently.
The cause for his death had been controversial—sclaimed it was vengeful murder, while others said it was
sudden death.
None of it mattered to Frank, just as he and Trevor did not go to Norsedam to mourn the man—there was no
reason to do so when they had never even met the man.
They were there to attend the small auction hosted by the Leaf family following Bail's death.
In life, Bail had been the most enthusiastic collector of antiques and rarities among the east coast's upper class.
Now that he was gone, those treasures would only gather dust, and so, Bail's heirs decided to auction sof it.
And one of the auctioned items was a hundred-year Hyperion Root, the last of the Five Elemental Wonders that
Frank desperately needed.
With it, he could fully recover from his internal injuries and regain his peak form again: Birthrightconsummation!
When he did, he would be able to hold his own even against Ascendant rank martial elites.
Norsedam was just one river away from Riverton, and it was just a three-hour drive.
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As he drove, Frank told Trevor everything about his plan for the farm.
In one month, all the livestock would be cultivated enough, as pills made from herbs and nature's wonders
improved them beyond their mortal flesh.
Their very flesh was now ichor and could give even Mystic Sky Sect's livestocks a run for their money.
And for the average Joe, the taste and value of such meat would be astounding—even if immortality was not
possible, it would still prolong a person's life.
Moreover, that was only for the livestock—Frank had also recruited acupuncturists from Flora Hall, teaching them
techniques that could work in tandem with the pills he refined. It would naturally greatly improve the visitors’
health.
As for the hot springs, Frank would be applying his own brew of herbs.