Outside the guest room. More than ten large boxes sat in the hallway, completely filling the spacious corridor. Butler Reed stood patiently beside these boxes, waiting. Upon seeing Jason appear at the staircase, Reed immediately walked over. “Master Jason, these are the Flying Dragon bones and Earth Dragon bones that Master Gerard sent for you,” Reed explained. Jason’s eyes were fixed on the large boxes, his saliva secreting involuntarily. Although the boxes were closed, the aroma wafting from them informed Jason of the delicious contents inside. “Is there a separate place to live?” “I am not dissatisfied with this place, but I wish for a larger independent space.” “Therefore, if they offer any compensation, please rest assured and accept it.” Having said that, the butler performed a bow, his voice returning to its usual tone, “Please come with me, I’ll take you to the new residence.” Within the Federation, there were both enemies and sycophants of Gerard? Jason looked at the invitation in his hand, his brow furrowed. Without a doubt, things were far more complicated than he had imagined. Gerard’s entanglement with the Federation was also much deeper. In the Federation, did Gerard also have his own power base? Moreover, it was a very strong one. “The Griffin Federation, huh?” Jason muttered to himself. However, he quickly set all this aside. The new residence had arrived. By the beachside, a two-story building, similar in style to the gatekeeper’s lodge, but much more refined. From here, you could clearly see the nearby beach, and the sound of the waves was just beneath your feet. When the warm sea breeze blew, the sound of the waves surged, and occasionally the cries of sea birds reached one’s ears. A sense of contentment arose spontaneously. “This used to be young master Gerard’s place of rest.” “However, since young master Gerard started managing Hans Port, he hasn’t been here for a long time.” “Do you need anything else?” Butler Reed finished speaking and continued to ask. “I also need ten pots as large as these boxes, and a considerable amount of wood.” “Then ginger, chili peppers, aniseeds, both large and small, cinnamon, bay leaves, and so on.” “Also vegetables, noodles.” Jason, after checking the kitchen, informed Reed. Reed was momentarily stunned, and after confirming that Jason was not joking, although very puzzled, he immediately began to arrange everything. Jason, meanwhile, started to unpack the boxes, taking out the bones. These boxes were not branded with any secret technique, but the wood had a cooling feel to it. It must rely on the special properties of the wood to preserve the bones. The wood had no scent whatsoever. Jason felt slightly disappointed. But the bones inside the boxes were real and solid. Upon close examination, Jason found that these bones were only the spine. Skulls, ribs, and limb bones were not included. This did not surprise Jason. Dragon bones were not of low value, even for Earth Dragons and Flying Dragons. Made into weapons, armor, or shields, these special body parts were quite excellent items. With Gerard’s status, he naturally needed to reward others. These items naturally had their uses. After counting the spine bones, Jason began to wash them with clean water. By the time the large pots arrived, Jason, who had finished cleaning the dragon spine bones, had already arranged stones into a fire pit, and as the kindling wood crackled, the flames ignited. Declining the servants’ help and signaling that they could leave, Jason set up ten pots. Cold water was poured into the pots. The spine bones of Flying Dragons and Earth Dragons were boiled starting with cold water. Thirty minutes later, as the cold water boiled and the soup started turning white, a rich aroma wafted into Jason’s nose. He couldn’t help but scoop out a piece of spine bone. First, he sipped the broth from the bone, then, he bit along the edge of the spine. Suddenly, Jason’s eyes lit up. It was a taste that one only got from gnawing on rich, fatty meat, and in comparison, the roast lamb legs the chefs had just carefully prepared seemed quite ordinary—not because of the cooking skills, but the ingredients! Gobbling up like a wolf, Jason began gnawing on the bones. From midday until the sun was westward, after Jason had cleaned the last spine bone in his hands, he came back to his senses and suddenly blinked. All the bones were eaten up? But immediately, Jason looked at the ten large pots dispassionately and began leisurely making noodles and boiling vegetables.