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The implication was obvious, and Lucius, with his life experience, knew all too well that those who borrow money are the real bosses; he has never taken to such schemes.

Lucius chuckled, his eyes narrowing as he said, “I believe that the sea merchants, the town chief, the clan elders, and the respected Lord Baron in Nasir Town all have the ability to provide more funds. They would probably be glad to invest in you.”

“It’s just that the Fischer family has been having quite a difficult time with cash flow recently, and we really can’t be of help.”

Irene knew nothing about what a steam engine was and immediately fell into a deep silence.

She also felt it was unreliable, more like some sort of scam to get people to invest; perhaps it would be better to find a way to dismiss the matter.

Suddenly, Irene felt an indescribable, great will—an awareness that it originated from the Lord of the Lost, and that He was interested in that man’s “steam engine”!

In the past six months, Irene had had few chances to receive divine revelations, yet her faith grew increasingly devout.

Whether rich or poor, after she had healed others time and time again, she constantly reaped their gratitude and amazement. That warm force always managed to display the greatness and benevolence of the Lord of the Lost.

Oh great Lord of the Lost, Your will is the destiny of the Fischer family, and I, your faithful servant, have heard Your thoughts!

Disappointment that was hard to conceal spread across Robert’s face, but then he suddenly heard Irene say:

“We are willing to invest ten gold coins.”

Robert was initially stunned, then ecstatic with disbelief, and asked, “Really? Miss Irene, I didn’t mishear you, did I?”

“Of course it’s true,” Irene said, nodding her head calmly and sincerely.

Lucius, on the other hand, almost fell off his chair, barely steadying himself before he couldn’t help but turn to look at Irene in shock.

He saw the extreme piety in Irene’s expression and instantly understood what was happening.

A divine oracle from the Lord of the Lost?

It seemed that the “steam engine” was not such a simple scam after all.

Lucius fell into deep thought. He had witnessed the breath of the black light that ends all things and had been contemplating what exactly the Lord of the Lost was ever since he gained his power.

As the time since his contact with the black light grew longer, it seemed like the effects of some extraordinary force were gradually fading, and the awe in the depths of Lucius’s heart was slowly unable to suppress his arrogant nature anymore.

In his decade-long mercenary career, he had seen mysterious beings lurking in some villages, claiming themselves as gods by relying on a sliver of extraordinary power, deluding those ignorant folk.

Perhaps, the Lord of the Lost was similar to those beings revered by the jungle natives of the Blood Cult, a very powerful mysterious existence.

Whatever it was, it was, above all, a tremendous opportunity for the Fischer family.

He took a deep breath; it didn’t matter what it was, as long as he could use this powerful force to achieve his goals!

Lucius narrowed his eyes and then laughed again, speaking loudly, “Mr. Robert, we actually have one small request.”

Robert quickly nodded and eagerly asked, “What is the request? I can help with anything within my power!”

Lucius continued, “The Fischer family would like to purchase some alchemical tools and alchemical weapons, but we currently lack the channels.”

He felt it was necessary to make full preparations for the possible revenge of the natives.

Robert answered with a smile, promising, “No problem, I can solve that any time. In fact, I have a friend in the Sun Church who sells alchemical products.”

A few days later, the Fischer family obtained a batch of alchemical products from Robert.

They included ten blood potions for healing injuries, costing ten silver coins, and five small alchemical explosives, costing twenty silver coins.

There was also a flintlock that had been modified with alchemy to increase its accuracy, along with ten high-powered special alchemical bullets; ordinary bullets could also be used, totaling one gold coin for the alchemical flintlock and the special bullets.

However, months went by and the assault by the jungle natives that the Fischers had prepared for never occurred. They later learned that the natives of the East Coast had broken out into a large-scale internal conflict, which would not end for a long time.