The Greatest Master
The Sensitive Word

The aroma of the herbal ingredients gushed into Ansell's nose and made her mind calmer. He had not meditated for a long time to restore calm after so many problems he had to face.

The small shop was composed of almost rotten wood. But actually, it is a sturdy wood that is manipulated to look weathered.

Ansell completely hid the lab. Let no one know if he made a secret weapon. Otherwise, he would be considered a rebel.

Ansell entered and walked through the wooden room.

When they were already stuck at the end of the room, the shopkeeper picked up some stones which were the mechanisms of the basement.

After that, there was the sound of the creaking of wood under Ansell's feet. The wooden floor began to open, revealing the steps leading to the underground laboratory.

"Please, Sir. The roots of life are in there" the shopkeeper smiled politely.

Ansell nodded gently and returned her smile. He stepped one foot into the wooden stairs. In the quiet room, her legs clashing against the wooden stairs echoed.

After passing through some shabby steps, the scenery began to change. No more weathered wood and cobwebs on the walls.

As if entering the dimensional door, in the room Ansell was in now, around its glistening iron-clad walls that looked solid. The roar of the machine and the human noise began to be heard. Biochemical aromas begin to smell.

In this laboratory, not only made biochemical weapons, but also other sharp weapons such as swords and so on. However, still its manufacture utilizes machine technology.

Ansell smiled knot.

"Ancells! You've finally come!" thalia shouted excitedly. The scientists, who were busy and unaware of Ansell's presence, now all looked at her curiously.

Some senior scientists began to approach and walk behind the seniors.

Scientists wear lab coats and some wear personal protective gear. Chemical weapons are not easy. Sometimes, lives need to be at stake. Therefore, only special people could join in the laboratory.

"Sir, welcome back to the lab" said one of the scientists with a warm smile.

"Sir, is your trip smooth?" ask the others try to be friendly with Ansell.

"thank you. My journey was very smooth. I came here just to look at the weapons that the lab has produced" Ansell said frankly with his purpose.

"Then, Mr. Ansell came at the right time. We have prepared the best weapons that the laboratory has produced" replied one of the scientists who was beside Thalia.

He is Ethan, a senior laboratory assistant who is Victor's confidant. Ethan's attitude is a little arrogant because he feels he is a senior and his knowledge is higher.

Ansell knew this from Thalia's story.

"Then, I have to trouble Mr. Ethan to guide the way," Ansell replied smilingly.

People like Ethan are mostly selfish. As a wise man, Ansell only wanted to feed her ego, in order for her to be caught up with her own selfishness.

"Of course, sir. Let's follow me" Ethan said proudly with his chest puffed up, as if to say he was the one in charge here.

Ansell walks behind Ethan, while Thalia follows him on the side. Other scientists who wanted to get closer to Ansell also joined in. While other scientists who are not interested return to the place and finish their work.

"Why did you let him boast?" whisky Thalia. He doesn't really like Ethan either. However, he must admit that Ethan really has the ability. Most scientists here are the result of his upbringing.

After walking for a while, they arrived at a room with a plain door. Ethan turned around and looked at Ansell who was in front of him, "Master, the supply of weapons is inside. Please come in."

He let Ansell in with respect.

Ansell entered the room without hesitation, followed by the people behind her.

The scene in front of him was currently amazing. Many weapons could be known for their quality in one glance.

Other weapons are no less powerful.

Ansell walked towards those weapons and inspected them one by one. He also took some weapons that he felt were suitable to be taken to the Ocean Island.

"You've all been working hard. I want to thank you guys" Ansell said, bowing her body.

"No, no. There is no such thing, sir. We work sincerely" replied the scientist.

"Yes, Sir. We should be thanking you for accepting us" replied the others. They felt sorry for receiving Ansell's thanks, even though they were all older than Ansell.

Ethan is different. He said, "What the hell are you? Mr. Ansell should indeed thank us. We have taken great pains to make it, of course we must accept this thank you. Most of these weapons are my own. I am the most deserving of this thank you than you."

Ansell smiled at Ethan's frank attitude. He doesn't mind it at all, while Ethan doesn't do anything out of bounds. For sharp words Ansell can still fit casually.

"Mr Ethan, right. Every hard work should be appreciated, every contribution should be rewarded" Ansell replied. He walked back down the other weapons.

While other scientists seem to have been upset with Ethan's attitude. Even though they have often faced it, they still prefer to avoid rather than fight.

Ethan is hard to beat.

"Mr Ansell, there are so many weapons we've made. You came today too. Will there be a war soon?" ask one of the senior scientists who looks old.

Ansell stopped at the rack of spears and swords.

He answered briefly, "Maybe."

Things become quiet. Scientists no longer talk. Ansell was also still standing in front of that weapon rack.

War is a sensitive word for some. Those who have lost when there is war, will definitely feel hit because of this.

However, that seems inevitable. Ansell must face off against the island nation and the Bivv Group. They are not easily conquered enemies.

Ethan, who hated the silence, began to open his voice, "Master, the weapons have been sharpened in such a way that the edges are sharp. The handle is also made of oak that is resistant to water and changing weather. It is suitable for use in any circumstances."

After a long moment of silence, Ansell finally moved and touched the spear.

His expression that had been flat, was now somewhat stiffened. However, no one was aware of this, including Thalia and Ethan.

This weapon is fake, Inner Ansell growled.