Angor had no idea what was on Waldo's mind. Everything Waldo did not follow any logic Angor knew.
Angor was not an ungrateful person. He was grateful for Waldo's kindness.
However, he also felt a little uneasy in his mind.
It came from his lack of confidence in himself, his fear of evil, and his worry that Waldo would not give him anything in return.
Like the Time Thief, Waldo offered benefits while also peeking into Angor's future.
Angor did not know what Waldo wanted.
He wasn't sure if he could afford such a price.
"What was that? Who was that?" Bobota had been curious about the shadow for a long time. Now that he finally had the chance, Bobota decided to ask about it even though he was still weak.
Angor calmed himself down. He was too weak, and there were many things he could not explain right now.
Perhaps, he would only be able to comprehend it when he no longer restricted himself to the state of affairs.
"Nothing. Just testing something." "So, what do you want to ask me?" Angor changed the topic.
Testing something? Pressuring? Bobota was confused. He wanted to ask more, but Angor clearly did not want to talk about it. Bobota had to hold back his curiosity.
"I'm just here to ask if Wardle did anything to you when I saw him leaving with you," said Bobota.
"No." Angor considered. "Waldo wants me to do something for him."
"What is it? Is it dangerous?" Bobota quickly asked.
"I don't know. It doesn't sound dangerous, but it might be troublesome." Angor rubbed his temples and told Bobota about Waldo's request.
"He wants the natives who left to relocate to Yuantan Continent. But Waldo can't leave Yuantan Continent, so he wants me to help him. "
According to Waldo, Angor never considered the possibility of Yuantan Continent collapsing one day. Since Yuantan Continent had already survived, Angor might as well change it.
There must be more to Wardell's story, but Angor didn't want to pry into it.
At first, Angor did not find the request too difficult. But when he considered the vast wilderness of Yuantan Continent, he suddenly realized what the problem was.
Whether it was the reddish-brown land, the lava area, the volcanic area, or the wasteland. He didn't find any place to live, let alone any resources he needed to survive.
If he really wanted to convince someone to come to Yuantan Continent, he would have to consider a series of survival issues.
Moreover, although Wardell did not mention how many natives he wanted to bring to the Yuantan Continent, it was definitely impossible to deal with just two or three of them. At the very least, he needed a large group.
But how could such a large race give up the place they lived in and come to the harsh Yuantan Continent to cultivate?
Of course, he could always trick them into coming here and leave the rest to Wardell. But would this really satisfy Wardell? Angor believed the answer was probably no.
"If you really want to bring natives to Yuantan Continent, there are too many things to consider." Bobota quickly realized the problem. "Did you promise Wardell?"
Angor shook his head. "I told him I needed to think about it and came back."
Bobota sighed in relief. "It's good that he didn't force you."
"What do you think?" Angor looked at Bobota.
"I think it's going to be very troublesome. Whether or not we can persuade the natives is one thing, but whether they can survive is another. If he didn't force you to agree, we can just buy some time and wait for Golm to wake up so we can leave, "Bobota said.
Angor already had the same idea. But they were in Wardell's territory, and Wardell deliberately summoned him here. He wouldn't just let him go without asking for something, right?
Bobota saw Angor's hesitation and knew what he was thinking.
"If you really can't, it's fine to agree," Bobota said. "It's a troublesome problem, but it's not unsolvable. And it's not too dangerous either.
If worse comes to worst, we can teach the natives how to survive. Or we can use some special spells to create a water cycle. Or we can move soil from other places and rebuild the ecosystem. Or we can use illusions to trick them. "
Bobota's suggestion wasn't very reliable. However, a vague idea popped up in his mind.
No matter how troublesome the problem was, there was always a way to solve it.
…
After resting for a day, Angor returned to the outskirts of Acropolis.
The chilly wind did not extinguish the bone-illuminating lamp.
On his throne, Wardell rested his hand on his forehead and looked through his totem mask at the pile of bones. It was as if he was looking at something from another dimension.
When he heard footsteps approaching from afar, he finally looked up.
"Mister Savior," Wardell whispered the name of the newcomer.
"I've thought about your request yesterday," Angor went straight to the point. "There are some details that I don't know yet, and I need to ask a few questions. Is that okay?" Angor went straight to the point.
"Please."
"About the natives you want to bring to Yuantan Continent, do they come with sincerity, or do I use other means to bring them here? How many natives do you need? Is there a place for them to live on Yuantan Continent? I mean, a place with living resources. "
"I don't care how they come. But if they come with sincerity, that's for the best. As for the number, it doesn't matter — "
Wardell's voice came to an abrupt halt when he talked about survival and survival resources. He didn't say anything, but the answer was obvious.
The situation on Yuantan Continent was worse than he thought.
Angor sighed in his mind. "Alright, I understand. I'll agree to your request, but I want to get something in return. "
"Like what?" Wardell looked at Angor curiously.
"If I bring natives here, I want to bring humans as well."
"Humans?" Wardell frowned.
"You may not know this, Mister Wardell, but humans have built many footholds on the surface of the Abyss. Most of them are natives, and some of them are friendly half-blood demons, "Angor explained.
"You mean, you want humans to come to Yuantan Continent and build those footholds?"
"That's just my idea. Yuantan Continent is lacking in living resources. Only wizards can gradually improve the environment and allow natives to live here." Angor considered. "Footholds are just the beginning. If Yuantan Continent becomes more livable in the future, natives will come here voluntarily. By then, it's possible to build a new foothold for natives and restore Yuantan Continent to its former glory."
Angor's idea was to let humans come to Yuantan Continent.
There were too few safe places in the Abyss. Moonfrost Union tried to build more footholds, but they never succeeded. Even if many stronghold cities were built, as long as they were discovered by the demons, they would inevitably be destroyed, just like the Cinder Rock.
Yuantan Continent was Wardell's territory after all. He wouldn't just sit around and watch the demons invade, so it was a good place to build a foothold.
It might not be the best solution, but at least for now, it was a relatively convenient way to solve the problem.
The extraordinary ability of a sorcerer was to improve the environment. Besides, only wizards would willingly build a foothold in such a terrible place.
Wardell pondered for a moment, neither agreeing nor refusing. "Other than that, what other convenience do you want?"
"I want to use the Phase Gate," Angor said.
"You want to use it, or do you plan to let all humans use it?" Wardell stared at Angor.
"I want to use the Phase Gate to go to other places. As for other humans, they have nothing to do with me."
Wardell chuckled. "If you want to use the Phase Gate, of course. The gate is already connected to this continent, and the subconsciousness of the continent is close to you. I won't refuse. You can use the gate whenever you want. That's your right. "
Angor's eyes lit up.
"But if it's other humans … I won't open the Land of Darkness to them even if they build a foothold here," Wardell said in a flat tone. Ancient Frosty Citadel was located in the Land of Darkness, and it was the glory of the Frosty Citadel.
"So you agree to build a foothold here, Mister Wardell?"
Wardell nodded. "I naturally understand your intentions, Your Excellency. This is indeed a very good solution. How can I refuse?"
"Are there any restrictions on who can build a foothold here?"
"You can decide for yourself, Mister Savior."
"Is there a time limit?" asked Angor.
Wardell shook his head. "As long as you don't forget about it."
Angor was glad to hear that he could build a foothold here.
He didn't like Moonfrost Union, so he planned to ask Brute Cavern to send some wizards here to build a foothold here.
However, he didn't expect this news to cause such a huge uproar in the wizarding world.
"I share the same fate as the continent, and I can't leave. I can only place my hope in you, Mister Savior." Wardell stood up and bowed slightly.
Angor returned the gesture. "Then I'll take my leave."
Before Angor left, Wardell suddenly said, "By the way, here's something I traded with that wizard named Pusio. It's useless to me, so consider it my gift."
As he spoke, Wardell tossed an item toward Angor.
"No need. I've already received a great favor." Angor caught the item and rejected it without checking it.
"You asked for it to fulfill my request, Mister Wardell. It doesn't conflict with the gift I gave you."
Angor wanted to say something else, but when he sensed the item in his hand, he stopped talking.
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