When Angor left the Cloud Tower, it was still sunny outside. However, as he descended through the clouds, he noticed that more and more leaves were spreading out. The area around the Tree of Eternity was now completely covered by the leaves, and it was already night time.
Angor landed on a giant leaf hidden in the clouds. Following the veins of the leaf, he took a few steps forward and saw a quiet platform.
This was the highland station, the highest platform that the vine bus could reach.
Angor walked to the platform and waited for the bus to arrive.
He planned to fly directly to Phantom Island, but he was not in a hurry, and it would be too obvious if he flew in the air with a strange face. So, he decided to take the bus instead. It had been a long time since he took the bus, and he missed it a little.
Soon, the bus made a series of clicking noises as it hung on the twisting vines and drove toward the platform.
There was no one in the bus. Angor found a seat near the window and sat down.
The bus slowly moved out of the platform and traveled through the clouds. From the day above the clouds to the night below the clouds, the light had changed, but the cold wind had not.
His bright red hair fluttered in the wind, occasionally hitting his lips and the corners of his eyes.
Angor leaned against the window lazily and looked at the neon lights of Tree Spirit Garden in the central district. At the same time, he was thinking about some irrelevant things. For example, the construction of the new city in the Dream Wilderness. The new city designed by Jon leaned toward the steampunk style of fantasy. If the new city's transportation system was designed like a vine bus, would it match?
As his mind wandered, he suddenly noticed that someone was sitting on the seat opposite to him.
Angor yawned lazily and brushed his messy red hair away from his sight.
As his hair was pushed aside, he finally saw the seat across from him. He was right. There was someone else.
Angor did not dare to look at him directly.
He did not dare to look at the person because he was too embarrassed to do so. After all, he did not know where to look at when he saw a naked, greasy man standing in front of him.
"Mister Tree Spirit." He stretched out a hand lazily and waved at the man in front of him as a greeting.
Tree Spirit raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this your disguise?"
Angor nodded. "To keep a low profile."
Tree Spirit narrowed his eyes and looked at the lazy red-haired man in front of him. He believed that Angor only played this role to slack off.
"I'm not trying to be lazy. I'm just trying to fit the aura of my new identity."
"In the end, I'm still lazy."
Angor curled his lips and did not want to continue the topic.
Tree Spirit went straight to the point. "I heard the whole conversation between you and Rhine."
As soon as he entered Rein's room, he noticed that Rein's window was open, and a bunch of leaves were swaying in the wind. He already knew that Tree Spirit was nearby. Therefore, it was normal for the tree spirit to know about their conversation.
"The Germinal Organization is a little tricky. You made the right choice by keeping a low profile. I'll try my best to keep you safe for the time being. "Tree Spirit paused and continued," Of course, it'll be natural. No one will get suspicious. "
Angor nodded. "Thank you, Mister Tree Spirit."
"I don't know anything about the Germinal Organization, but the Elder of Books might know something. I'll try to contact him, but I don't think he'll want to see me. " Tree Spirit said, "Since Rhine has given you the second-level access to the Cloud Library, you can also go to the library to look for the Elder of Books while you're at it."
The Elder of Books was one of the three ancestor souls in Brute Cavern. His knowledge was widely acknowledged in the southern wizarding region. However, the Elder of Books rarely met anyone. He did not even show any respect to Tree Spirit, who was also an ancestor soul.
Tree Spirit gave Angor this suggestion because he remembered that Angor met the Elder of Books not long after he entered Brute Cavern. Perhaps the Elder of Books was willing to help Angor.
If the Elder of Books could give Angor some advice, it would be more beneficial for Angor.
Angor nodded. "I'll try."
Tree Spirit came here to tell Angor about these two things. Tree Spirit did not leave. Instead, he began to chat with Angor.
"What do you think of the two things Rhine asked you to try?" Tree Spirit was curious about Angor's opinion.
Angor shook his head. "I don't think so."
Tree Spirit: "Not interested?"
Angor nodded. "Not really."
"Actually, I think you can give it a try."
Angor considered and said, "The first thing is not necessary, but I can go check it out when I'm free. As for the second thing, I'll pass. "
As he spoke, he began to recall what happened not long ago.
"What are they?" Angor asked curiously after listening to Rein's explanation.
Rhine replied with a smile, "You'll be rewarded for both of these things."
Angor did not care about the rewards. He only wanted to know what they were about.
"The first thing is that Wallace asked me to tell you. He wants you to write a column for Mirror when you're free."
This was the first thing Rein mentioned. "Why me?" Angor was puzzled.
"Allowing an official Magus to write a column in the Mirror isn't a simple matter. Many wizards have done it before, including your professor.
"Everyone knows that knowledge is precious. Therefore, the so-called column is not to spread what you have learned. Instead, we hope to use your article to see your behavior, logic, and way of thinking."
Most of the time, apprentices were stuck at a certain level. It was not because they lacked knowledge or power. It was simply because their way of thinking had reached a dead end. When one's own way of thinking did not work, one might learn something by observing someone else's way of thinking.
This was not limited to acolytes. Many official Magi were the same. When they were doing research, doing experiments, or doing research, as long as they were stuck, the first thing they would do would be to flip through all sorts of magazines, borrowing the knowledge of others to relieve their worries.
Angor finally understood what was going on.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "If I have the time, I'll give it a try."
But Angor did not think he was free.
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