Under Thaw, the Earth Fiend Bronze turned into a pool of liquid metal with a dark red luster.
The next step was to shape the liquid metal into the shape he wanted and fix it with Condense.
Angor was surprised by what he saw.
"Shape? How do I do that?"
Angor suddenly realized that he only thought about melting and shaping materials. As for how to do that, he was still clueless.
He recalled something from the book, Basic Alchemy, which said, "After melting the material, use mana to shape it, then use Condense to fix it."
Use mana to shape it?
Angor tried to squeeze out some mana from his mana pool and released it into the liquid metal.
The mana did not cause any ripples, just like a river flowing into the ocean.
Angor could only stand there for a while. Three minutes later, the cantrip model began to crumble under the high temperature, which meant Thaw had reached its limit.
Angor had no choice but to cancel Thaw.
Without any support, the liquid metal slid to the floor and left several burn marks on the floor. White smoke rose together with an unpleasant smell.
Angor opened the door of the basement to let some air in.
He returned to his soundproof room and checked his hologram tablet to find out how to shape it.
Angor went through all the books he found in Sunders' library and the Nightmare Realm, but there was no mention of such a thing. They all said that it was done using mana.
Angor had no idea what to do. He even considered using molds. But molds also needed to be custom-made. Did he have to go to a mortal's smithy to make molds?
He considered and decided to ask Dave at Prome's Alchemy Shop.
Angor put on the black "bedsheet" and went out.
He liked wearing "bedsheets" more and more recently because they were easier to wear. Before, he had to wash his hair and comb it properly before going out. But with the "bedsheet", he could just put on a hood to cover his messy and greasy hair.
Angor even suspected that this was the reason why every apprentice was given such a bedsheet.
Angor did not walk far when he noticed that the apprentice town was much more crowded than usual.
Most of the Apprentice Adepts, who usually stayed at home, had left their houses and were dressed neatly.
He put on his hood and kept a low profile in the crowd.
Several minutes later, he arrived at the underground market. Soon, they arrived at Prome's Alchemy Shop. The door of Prome's Alchemy Shop was wide open. There was no queue outside, but Dave was sitting on the stairs outside.
David's goggles were pushed up to the top of his head, revealing his freckled little face. His expression was a little lonely. He sat on the wooden stairs with his chin in his hands, like a little boy who was ignorant of the world and was confused about the future.
"What's wrong? Thinking about life?" Dave slowly looked up when he saw Angor walking to him.
"Phew …" David let out a long sigh and said listlessly, "Why are you here? Didn't you go to Cloud Library? "
"Cloud Library? Why should I go there? "Angor leaned against the railing beside the stairs.
"Don't you know that today is the release day of the Frost Moon Chronicle?" "Oh right, I almost forgot. You just joined Brute Cavern. It's normal that you don't know about Moonfrost Chronicle," Dave mumbled to himself.
"Moonfrost Chronicle?" Angor suddenly thought of a book. "You're not talking about Expedition into Endless Planes, are you?"
"You know about it too?" Dave looked at Angor in surprise.
"Yes, I do. Expedition into Endless Planes is a journal published by Moonfrost Union every century. It records all kinds of stories about the Union's planar exploration. It's the sixteenth issue now. " Angor considered. "You said today is the release day of the Moonfrost Chronicle. Don't tell me the 17th issue of Expedition into Endless Planes will be released today?"
Dave nodded. "Yup. People from Moonfrost Union are already here. Look, there are fewer people in the underground market now. They're all here to read Moonfrost Chronicle. "
"A journal published once in a century. It's worth checking out." Angor was tempted to buy it himself. He wondered if the new issue would contain more information about the Nightmare Realm. Apart from the 14th issue, which mentioned the Nightmare Realm, Moonfrost Union did not make any progress toward the Nightmare Realm.
"Where will it be published? I'll buy it later! "Angor asked.
Dave glanced at Angor. "Are you sure you want to buy it? Moonfrost Union has never sold it for less than one hundred magic crystals. "
"Then why are they …" Angor looked around the empty market.
"You can rent it if you can't buy it. You can rent it from Cloud Library, or wizards. If you have a good relationship with your professor, maybe they'll let you read it for free. "Dave looked even more depressed.
"I see." Should he go to Sunders' place and ask for some help later?
"But what does that have to do with you sitting here thinking about life?"
Dave shrugged. "Because I'm jealous of you. I don't even have a professor."
Angor was surprised. "You didn't get a poster? If I remember correctly, those who don't get a poster will be assigned a random professor, right? "
"I did," Dave paused for a moment. Dave paused. After a long while, he said, "But unfortunately, my mentor is dead. He died on the way to reclaim a plane."
Angor's expression froze. No wonder David was sitting here with a desolate expression.
When he was considering whether he should say something to comfort Mister Prome, Dave suddenly chuckled. "But I'm fine now. I can get some pointers from Master Prome. It's better than having to face my teacher like a coward."
You haven't answered my question yet. Why are you here? " Dave narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me you realized you don't have talent in Tooling and want to return the materials?"
Before Angor could answer, Dave put on an "I knew it" expression again and patted his chest. "It's fine. I knew it. I didn't record the materials you bought. Just return them to me. Do you want me to ask someone to move them here? "
"Why are you so quiet? I'm asking you. Do you want someone to move them here? "
Angor chuckled. "No need. I'm not here to return the materials."
Dave frowned. "You sure you're not here to return the materials?"
"Of course not!" Angor grumbled. "I'm here because I want to ask you something."
"You want to ask me something?" Dave's expression was strange. There was a hint of joy and a sense of superiority. Dave cleared his throat and changed his expression to that of a kind senior. "Young man, it's a good habit to ask questions when you don't know something. Since you're crying and begging me, I'll help you. "
Angor was speechless. Since when did I cry and beg you? Hey, don't overthink it!
"Ask away, young man." Dave looked at Angor with a kind smile.
Angor took a deep breath and resisted the urge to leave. "I just want to know how to shape a material after turning it into liquid using Thaw."
Dave's expression froze. "What did you just say? You already learned Thaw? "
Angor repeated his words. "According to the book, you can use mana to shape a material. But when I put my mana into the solution, nothing happened. That's why I'm here to ask you. "
Dave's expression looked like a dye tray. Green was frustration, red was shame, yellow was anger, and black was sadness.
After a long while, David said in an aggrieved tone, "Did you really learn the Thaw method? It's only been half a month. How did you learn it? "
"Ugh." Angor looked at Dave's pitiful expression and realized that he learned Thaw faster than most people. He carefully chose his words and said, "Maybe I'm talented?"
David collapsed on the stairs. He had a look of despair on his face, as if he was saying, "Why can't I just die?"
Dave recalled his own experience of learning Thaw. Even with Master Prome's guidance, it took him a whole year to successfully cast Thaw. He had yet to learn the level-1 Tooling cantrip, Smelt. He didn't even touch the surface of it.
Angor only spent half a month to learn it. This world was so unfair!
"I think I'm sick today. I need to go back and sleep." Dave slowly got up and walked into the shop.
"Hold on!" Angor called.
David turned his head and pouted with an aggrieved expression.
"Ugh, how does Thaw use mana to shape objects?"
Dave remained silent for a while. He was struggling in his mind. Should he tell Angor or not? Demon Dave and Angel Dave were arguing in their minds. Jealousy and friendship were fighting each other.
After a while, Dave sighed. "Fine, I'll tell you."
"The 'magic' mentioned in the book isn't the kind of magic you think it is. It's a level-0 cantrip, Hand of Magic." Dave waved his hand at Angor. "I've told you the answer. I'm going to … cry."
"Thank you." Angor thanked Dave sincerely.
Dave paused and pouted. "You can ask anyone who knows alchemy. They'll know."
"But I don't know anyone who knows alchemy." Angor chuckled. "Thank you so much. Without you, I don't know how long I'd have to struggle."
"Don't thank me. You're talented in alchemy. If you can go further on the path of alchemy, I hope you can help me in the future."
Angor's eyes narrowed into crescents. "No problem."
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