Thanks to the signs, Angor finally arrived at his destination after getting lost several times. He would never admit that he had no sense of direction. It must be because the tunnels were too scattered. Yes, that's it!
Sailum was having dinner when Angor arrived. He was eating the roast meat and cardamom soup he bought from the underground market.
"Angor, I'm so glad to see you! I just bought some roast meat. It's still warm. Let's eat together? "Sailum was so happy to see Angor that he quickly tore the meat in half.
Angor quickly waved his hand and pointed at the bag in his hand. "I'm full from the market, and I brought some snacks for you and Nausica."
Bottles of exquisitely decorated milk and various kinds of milk-made snacks were placed in front of Sailum. There was a dazzling array of items. But they all had one thing in common — they were all dairy products. Cow milk and goat milk were normal. But Narwhal milk, Grass Camel milk, Ice Mushroom milk, etc. … These were a little out of the ordinary.
Sailum looked at the snacks and asked in confusion, "Angor, do you like dairy products?"
Angor froze. "No, I don't. Why do you have such a weird feeling?"
Sailum pointed at the snacks. "They're all dairy products. The smell of milk filled the whole room."
"Heh." Angor turned around. "You're still young. Dairy products are good for your health. That's why I bought them for you. Personally, I don't really like them. "
"Oh, really?" Sailum was a little doubtful.
"Now that everything's here, go and tell Nausica to come here." Angor quickly pushed Sailum out of the door. When Sailum disappeared at the end of the alley, Angor sighed in relief.
How could he let dairy products ruin his noble image in Sailum's mind? He swore to himself that he would never bring any dairy products here again. It was too bad for his image as a noble gentleman.
Sailum came back a while later, but he was alone.
"Miss Nausica is still meditating. She asked me to send her regards to you. She won't be coming." Sailum sighed and showed a worried look. "Miss Nausica can't calm her mind. She can't get rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind every time she meditates. She has to keep meditating, but it doesn't seem to be working."
"This is also a necessary process of cultivation. After all, you don't train from a young age, so it's normal to have more thoughts. It's just a small threshold. She'll be fine once she gets over it. She has a rich life experience, which will save her a lot of effort in the future, "said Angor.
It had been almost a month, and they did not even know where the first step was. No wonder Nausica was anxious.
"What about you? Did you find spirit power? "Angor asked Sailum.
"Not yet, but I have a clue. I believe I can finish this step soon," said Sailum.
When Sailum heard that Angor was already at the gate of the third step, he was surprised and envious, but not jealous.
"You're one step ahead of us again. Looks like I need to work harder." Sailum's morale was boosted.
After chatting with Sailum for a while, Angor said goodbye and left. Angor picked up the rest of the snacks and headed to Nausica's room.
Nausica was still meditating on her bed when Angor entered the room.
Angor looked around the underground room. It looked exactly the same as when he moved out a month ago. At most, there were some extra daily necessities. Compared to Sailum's room, a woman's room was even more boring.
Angor could tell from these details how hard Nausica worked. She spent all her energy on meditation and did not have time to care about anything else.
He noticed Nausica's long-handled pipe on the platform where the air vent was located. Angor walked over and picked it up. There was no smoke inside, and the handle was covered with dust. Obviously, its owner had not used it for many days.
"Why are you here?" Her sexy voice was still the same, but a little hoarse.
Angor raised the bag in his hand. "Food for you. Dairy snacks that all girls love. I bought them for you."
Nausica flipped her hair. "Thanks."
"You're welcome." Angor handed the bag to Nausica and waved the pipe in his hand. "Where did you put your tobacco?"
Nausica pointed at the snakeskin bag in the corner. "What? You want to learn to smoke too? Nah. Kids should drink more milk. "
Angor ignored Nausica's teasing. He poured the tobacco into the pipe, lit it, and handed it to Nausica.
"It stinks. I don't smoke," Angor said.
"Then why did you light it?" Nausica asked.
"Why don't you smoke? Maybe your mind will be purer if you smoke." Angor waved a hand behind Nausica's back. "For many things, the more you hide in a hole, the more you can't get out of it. Change your way, change your mood, and go back to your most natural self. Maybe you can get out of this vicious circle. I'll be going now. I hope you can cheer up the next time I see you. "
Nausica watched Angor's back as he walked away. She looked at the rising smoke in her hand and seemed to understand something.
…
On his way back to the apprentice town, Angor passed by an alley and saw a strangely dressed young man playing with a bird in a checkered suit. The young man held a pile of bird food in his hand and cooed as if he was waiting for the bird to come down from the sky.
The bird was Toby. Angor did not recognize the young man. But judging from his strange clothes, he should be an apprentice as well.
Angor walked into the alley and alerted the young man and the bird.
The young man alertly turned around. Angor saw the young man's face with the help of the occasional sunlight.
The young man was wearing a strange round metal hat with something like an antenna and a screw on top. Angor could not see the young man's face because he was wearing a pair of brown goggles that covered half of his face. The young man's attire was nothing special. A brown coat, green pants, and a red scarf around his neck.
While Angor was looking at the young man, the young man was also looking at him.
Angor reached out a hand to the young man. The young man stepped back cautiously and realized that Angor did not greet him at all. The bird circled around in the air and landed on Angor's hand.
The young man was confused when he saw Toby acting so friendly with Angor. "You're the one who raised this familiar?"
"Familiar? No, it's not a familiar. It's my friend, Toby. " Angor put Toby on his shoulder and pointed at himself. "I'm Angor, a newcomer who joined Brute Cavern this year."
The young man took off his goggles shyly and revealed his freckled face. "I'm Davy, one year older than you. I've been in Brute Cavern for five years, and I'm 16 this year. Don't get me wrong. I'm not going to do anything to Toby. I just want it to help me test a new flying machine. "
Davy took out a metal rod that looked like a propeller from his small bag.
"I'm an assistant at Prome's Alchemy Shop, and this is my first alchemy creation. I call it the Propeller Flyer." Davy held the small rod in his hand and showed a frustrated look. "I don't have enough materials, so I can only make a mini flying machine. I can't use it myself, so I wanted to find a small creature to test it on. So I saw this bird …"
"Oh, I see." Angor pretended to be enlightened. "But birds can fly, right?"
David was stunned for a moment before he realized something was wrong. "That's right! How could I forget that birds are supposed to fly! "
Davy put on a sad look. "Ugh … I'll just go catch a rabbit by the stream …"
"It's fine. Let Toby try it. I'll make sure it doesn't use its wings when it's not in danger. That way, Toby won't fall down even if it fails. "Angor was quite interested in the flying machine.
He remembered there were several power diagrams for different flying machines in the alchemy album he recorded in the Nightmare Realm. He wondered which one Davy used.
…
A moment later, Angor placed the Propeller Flyer on Toby's back.
"Good luck, Toby!" Angor made a gesture of encouragement.
Toby gave Angor a disdainful glance. When Angor moved closer, Toby clawed at his face. Fortunately, Toby did not use its claws. Otherwise, Angor's face would have been left with four bloody holes. Even so, there was still a red mark left on his handsome face.
"Take off! Take off! "Davy placed all his hope on Toby.
Davy reached out a finger and silently injected mana into the propeller flyer's energy source.
"It's too wasteful to use magic crystals as energy, so I'll use mana to replace it for now," Davy explained.
With the infusion of mana, the alchemy device started to activate. The red light on the lever lit up, and the helical wings started to rapidly rotate. Toby was dumbfounded as the helical wings quickly rose into the air, and kept rising, and rising, and rising, and rising, and rising, and rising, and rising, and rising …
Angor looked at the black dot that was getting farther and farther away.
"No steering mechanism?" Angor looked at Davy.
Davy chuckled innocently. "I haven't learned that yet."
Angor's eyes burned with anger. "Then what's the point of your flyer?!" He quickly looked up and yelled, "Toby, Toby, throw the flyer away!"
Toby was thinking about its life as a bird. Should it keep flying or dismantle the flyer? It heard Angor's voice, and Toby reacted quickly.
It flapped its wings and dropped the flyer.
Toby circled around Angor and landed on his shoulder.
On the other side, Davy held the two halves of the flyer in his hand and lowered his head.
Angor thought Davy was worried about the flyer and wanted to comfort him. After all, he was the one who told Toby to throw it away.
But when Angor got closer, he realized that Davy was not sad at all. Instead, Davy grinned. "Heehee! The flyer is flying! Great! I did it! "
Flying is a success? Angor gave the boy a sympathetic look. The boy's vision was too small.
But the next second, Angor's pity turned into anger.
Why didn't they tell Davy before testing a defective product like this? If Toby didn't know how to fly and speak human language, he would have died.
This wasn't money, but it was death!
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