Chapter 455
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Chapter 455: The Meteorologist
Luo Ji’s actions sparked a peculiar glint in Hill’s eyes. She had always been half-skeptical about the Great Shaman.
However, the traditions of the northern tribes were deeply ingrained.
Even she, as chief, couldn’t openly question the Great Shaman.
Coupled with the occasional accuracy of his prophecies, he commanded significant prestige among the barbarians.
So, there were times when Hill herself wondered if he truly received omens from the God of Wind and Snow. Otherwise, how could he so frequently predict changes in the wind and snow?
Unlike Luo Ji, who hadn’t believed him from the start, he simply approached the mystical Great Shaman with a drawn sword. And now, the outcome was clearly evident.
Luo Ji still had the bronze sword menacingly held against Geddo’s neck.
At this critical juncture, how could Geddo dare to continue lying? He immediately confessed everything.
Upon hearing his confession, a flicker of understanding crossed Luo Ji’s eyes.
It was just as he suspected.
The Great Shamans of the Winter Tribe, in essence, were meteorologists!
Their accumulated experience, passed down through generations, allowed them to predict future weather based on wind, humidity in the air, and changes in cloud formations.
Setting aside the ‘charlatan’ aspect of each generation’s Great Shaman, being able to achieve this in ancient times, and even to have developed such a system, certainly qualified him as a talent.
At the same time, learning this clearly required considerable intellect.
For instance, the old charlatan before him had a 4-star intelligence cap.
“Listen to me, don’t keep up with this mystical nonsense anymore. This isn’t how we do things in my civilization. This is called science. More precisely, it’s called meteorology, understand?”
Geddo likely didn’t understand a word, but he nodded even more diligently than a pecking chick, all while constantly pledging his loyalty.
With Luo Ji’s bronze sword pressed against his neck, the Great Shaman was utterly terrified.
What was integrity or dignity compared to his life?
This seemingly frail Emperor standing before him was actually a bringer of death! He wielded his blade without mercy.
This situation made Geddo clearly realize one thing: pretending to be mystical in front of Luo Ji would get him instantly beheaded.
His submissive demeanor left Hill, standing by, wide-eyed in astonishment.
Was this truly the same Great Shaman who used to speak to her, the chief, with his nose in the air? This change was simply too drastic.
Luo Ji returned the bronze sword to He Liang and stood up, waving his hand.
“Alright, as long as you faithfully serve me, I won’t treat you unfairly.”
As he spoke, Luo Ji pondered for a moment, then continued.
“Later, I will establish a Meteorological Bureau in Mirror City, and you will serve as its director.”
“Your daily task will be to observe the weather and submit your findings in a report. It’s fine if you don’t know the language of our Myriad World Civilization for now; you can learn it gradually.”
“Later, I will assign a group of students to you, and I want you to teach them how to observe the weather. As for the reports, those students can temporarily write them for you.”
While Luo Ji spoke the initial parts, Geddo nodded quite readily. However, upon hearing the last part, he immediately shook his head.
“No, no! The Great Shaman’s knowledge is passed down to only one person per generation.”
Geddo’s voice abruptly trailed off mid-sentence. Seeing Luo Ji’s hand once again resting on his sword hilt, Geddo shivered internally and quickly corrected himself.
Then, with a tearful expression, he said.
“But it’s alright! So many years have passed; it’s time for the rules to change, Your Majesty, don’t you agree?”
“I think so too.”
Luo Ji replied, nodding with satisfaction.
Looking at Luo Ji’s benevolent smile, Geddo’s heart was filled with melancholy.
However, it didn’t last too long, as he was, after all, a highly intelligent individual.
His mind worked quite fast.
At worst, he would diligently teach one student and just casually teach the others, right? That way, he wouldn’t be breaking the rules.
But just as he was thinking this, Luo Ji, who had resettled on his throne, suddenly spoke.
“Oh, by the way, it’s best you abandon thoughts like ‘diligently teach one and casually teach the others’ as soon as possible.”
“I will conduct inspections periodically. If even one of the students assigned to you performs unsatisfactorily, the punishment will fall entirely upon you.”
As he spoke of punishment, He Liang, standing below, instinctively gestured with the bronze sword in his hand.
This time, Geddo truly felt like crying.
He forced out a smile uglier than a grimace and miserably said, “Rest assured, Your Majesty, I will teach every one of them well.”
Hearing this, Luo Ji’s expression revealed clear satisfaction.
“Now, let’s discuss serious matters. Geddo, how much time do you predict until this blizzard sweeps over my Myriad World Civilization?”
Upon bringing up this matter, Geddo’s expression became much more serious.
After all, his own life was also at stake. Therefore, he had been observing the weather and calculating this timing for some time.
Now, asked by Luo Ji, he spoke readily.
“Your Majesty, according to my calculations, there are about 10 days left.”
Luo Ji’s brows immediately furrowed.
This timeline was shorter than he had anticipated.
With this as a premise, all preparation work would likely become rushed.
As thoughts raced, Luo Ji couldn’t help but ask again.
“How long will this blizzard last?”
“That…”
Geddo’s face was filled with embarrassment.
“Your Majesty, that… I truly don’t know. It might pass in a few days, or it might last for more than 10 days, or even longer.”
Luo Ji felt slightly disappointed by this answer but didn’t press Geddo further.
Even modern weather forecasts sometimes made mistakes. How much more so in ancient times? With limited conditions, he couldn’t demand too much.
“I understand. You’ve worked hard on this matter. You may go now. I will have someone arrange lodging for you. If you discover anything new later, report it to me immediately.”
After signaling Hill and Geddo to withdraw, Luo Ji returned to the Hall of Political Affairs with a complicated mood.
Discovering a talent skilled in meteorological observation was definitely a great thing.
Unfortunately, before he could revel in it for too long, the news that the blizzard would sweep in about 10 days instantly plunged his mood to rock bottom.
“Lu Yang, issue another announcement: the blizzard is predicted to arrive in about 10 days. Tell everyone to mentally prepare.”
“Furthermore, urge the mining camp again, and tell them to speed up operations. Double their wages for these few days and temporarily extend working hours.”
“Also, tell the Agricultural Department to harvest all the grain they can. We don’t want it all gone if the blizzard sweeps through.”
