Angor already planned to meet with Mithra, and Mithra also helped him today, so he had no reason to refuse.
"Sure." Angor nodded.
Sabot glanced at the disappointed looks of the other captains and said to Angor, "Let's go."
After Sabot and Angor left, the lively Munshi Magic Material Street returned to normal. However, what happened here, as well as the chaos caused by the battle, would continue to fester in the days to come.
While following Sabot to the Research Department, Angor was also thinking about the battle.
It was a rare experience where he fought against a wizard, and it did not feel bad at all. He wasn't sure if he could win yet, but he was confident that he could hold on for so long just by relying on his physical strength.
He knew when to advance and when to retreat.
Angor was satisfied with the result. Maybe Winchester did not use his full strength, but he still had his trump cards.
…
The Research Department was located on the opposite side of Floating Mech City. On their way, Sabot kept glancing at Angor out of the corner of his eyes.
He really wanted to ask Angor how he did it, but he was worried that it would ruin their relationship if he asked about Angor's privacy.
Sabot did not realize that he was already looking at Angor as an apprentice. If he still saw Angor as an innocent apprentice, he would not care about Angor's feelings at all.
Sabot did not ask anything on their way to Floating Mech City. Instead, it was Angor who broke the silence first.
"Mister Mithra wants to see me. What's the matter?" Angor asked.
Sabot shook his head. "I'm not sure." If it wasn't for Mithra's voice transmission, he wouldn't have known that Angor had come to Floating Mech City.
"But don't worry. It shouldn't be anything bad." Sabot knew how important Angor was to Mithra. After Angor left Floating Mech City, Mithra had been keeping an eye on Angor.
Considering how important Mithra was to Angor, it was not a bad thing to see Angor.
Above the city on the opposite side where gravity had reversed, two streaks of light flashed past and finally landed in front of a steel building that looked like a dragon blood tree.
An iron pillar rose from the ground, and at the top of the iron pillar, there was a semi-oval roof.
This place was known as the core of Floating Mech City — the R&D Department.
"This is the R&D Institute. Professor Mithra is waiting for you inside." Sabot pointed at the entrance of the Research and Development Institute. "I don't have the access card for the Research and Development Institute. This is as far as I can go."
Angor nodded and headed for the door without saying anything.
When he arrived at the door, a red light suddenly flashed on the screen in front of him. At the same time, a mechanical voice sounded, "Please show your access card. Counting down, ten, nine, eight..."
He didn't know what the countdown meant, but judging from the flashing red light on the screen, something bad was about to happen.
He quickly took out the access card and placed it in his palm.
Following the appearance of the access card, the red light on the screen immediately disappeared and turned into a green light. "New access card found. Recorded. Welcome new member." "Welcome."
The steel door in front of him suddenly opened in the shape of a fan, revealing a passageway in the middle.
Angor stepped inside without hesitation.
Angor once wondered what the interior of the R&D Department would look like. After all, this place was known as the dream place of alchemists and the birthplace of countless new experimental tools. He imagined it to be crowded with people, with everyone working on their research in front of their lab tables, and assistants walking around them. It would be a lively atmosphere.
However, when he stepped inside, he realized that his imagination was far from reality.
The place was completely empty. There was not a single person inside.
Rather than an R&D department, this place was more like a museum. As soon as he stepped inside, he saw various glass display cases placed on both sides of the door.
In one of the cases on the left, there was a familiar device called Energy Stabilizer.
However, it didn't look like an improved version. It was the original version.
Angor wanted to take a closer look. However, when he approached the case, he saw a series of glowing green words appearing on the glass of the case.
The words clearly described the function of the Energy Stabilizer, the time of its invention, and its inventor.
When Angor moved away from the case, the words on the glass disappeared automatically.
Angor tried a few more times and found that this wasn't the only case. All the other cases had the same mechanism. Moreover, each of the display boxes contained an alchemy product.
It was worth mentioning that all the alchemy products were made by the R&D department, and the ones displayed here were mostly the original ones.
Along the way, there were more than 200 display boxes on this short path.
He was familiar with most of the items on display. He even needed them for his own alchemy work. However, he rarely paid attention to the stories behind the machines when he was using them. Here, however, he clearly recorded the stories behind each invention.
Angor found it very interesting. Many inventors only wrote down their original ideas in a few sentences, but those few sentences could easily spark ideas in people's minds.
Angor spent half an hour in the corridor that was several dozen meters long.
When he reached the end of the corridor, he couldn't help but feel that he had learned a lot.
At the end of the corridor was a circular exhibition hall. In the center of the hall was a cylindrical glass tube, while the outside of the hall was connected to several other corridors. Angor didn't need to go to any of the corridors to see that they were all filled with display cases.
Angor was about to take a closer look when a flash of light came from the center of the hall.
Something that looked like an "elevator" slowly descended from the cylindrical glass tube in the center of the exhibition hall.
When the "elevator" arrived, a door opened on its own. The meaning was obvious.
It was inviting Angor inside.
Angor considered for a moment and decided to enter.
'What does Master Mithra want from me? Let's get to the bottom of this first.' As for the display cases, they wouldn't run away anyway. He could always come back and check them out later.
The "elevator" climbed up one floor after another. As it went higher, Angor noticed that almost every floor was filled with display cases like the one at the bottom. There was no one in sight.
When the elevator reached the 50th floor, it finally stopped.
Angor looked around and saw that there were no more display cases on this floor. However, the lack of display cases made the empty room even more deserted.
The elevator didn't go any higher, which meant this was the destination.
Angor stepped out of the elevator and saw an old man sitting on a sofa in front of him. The old man was wearing a monocle and reading a magazine.
He was wearing a luxurious wizard hat with golden gilt on it. The hair on his forehead was a little dry and orange. There were also dark curls around the edges of his hair.
His wizard robe matched his hat. It was still a luxurious golden cover.
It was "Potion Maker" Mithra, the man Angor was looking for.
Mithra's footsteps caught Angor's attention, and he quickly looked up at Angor. Mithra looked at Angor from head to toe and smiled. "It's only been a few years since we last met. You've changed a lot."
Angor immediately recalled the time when he studied at Elixir Hut a few years ago.
"I'm surprised by Mister Mithra's change as well."
"What did I change?" Mithra was puzzled.
"This is the first time I saw Mister Mithra in such formal attire," Angor replied.
Mithra's expression turned strange. "Do you think I want to wear this? If it wasn't for Mithra's trick, I would've …"
"Ah, never mind." Mithra looked at Angor again. "You'll know soon. Maybe you'll become like this one day."
Like this one day? Angor didn't know what that meant.
Mithra didn't explain and put down the magazine.
He noticed that his portrait was on the cover of the magazine. The real person and the portrait looked at each other, staring at each other.
In the end, Angor averted his gaze. He felt really embarrassed.
Mithra chuckled. "The magazines in Floating Mech City have been focusing on you. You're on the cover of nine out of ten magazines."
Angor already saw such a scene when he took Leon to buy Firefly's Nightsong. Hearing it from Mithra's mouth still made him feel ashamed.
Angor quickly changed the topic. "By the way, Mister Mithra, what do you need me for?"
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