Chapter 1860
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Only the sound of rustling could be heard in the quiet study.
The source of the noise was Toby, who had his head buried in a plate of dried fish on the table.
He had to admit that Asaz's dried fish tasted really good. Despite his strong self-confidence, Angor could not help but salivate in his mouth.
His brain was telling him: I want to eat! I want to eat!
However, his stomach, which had just been baptized by the fruit of the glutinous sprout tree, was using all his strength to resist the food.
Angor could only keep his mouth shut while drooling.
Toby knew that Angor could not eat even if he wanted to, which was why he dared to eat in front of Angor. After eating to his heart's content, Toby even handed Angor a piece of dried fish and shook it leisurely: Here, have some.
Angor looked at Toby's annoying expression and lowered his voice. "Don't cross the line."
Toby did not care about Angor's threat at all. Instead, he made a helpless face: Since you don't want it, I'll eat it myself.
Angor gritted his teeth as he looked at Toby's smug look.
Toby was getting more and more naughty after successfully overcoming the Tribulation … Angor narrowed his eyes. He must not spoil this guy.
When Toby tried to provoke him again by offering him a piece of dried fish, Angor took it without hesitation. Under Toby's surprised gaze, Angor did not eat it and put it into his bracelet instead.
Toby immediately flew to Angor's side and began to mumble something.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand bird language."
Toby's feathers stood up in anger and chirped again.
Angor looked at Toby's anxious look and felt very happy. He learned this trick from Toby. Using Toby's way to deal with Toby was really refreshing.
"I can't eat it now, but it doesn't mean I can't eat it in the future. Save it for a month or two and eat it later, "Angor ignored Toby's protest and spoke calmly.
Toby was shocked. He did not expect this and quickly yelled that the dried fish could only be kept for half a month.
"I'll eat it even if it's expired."
He then looked at his plate.
Angor's evil glare sent chills down Toby's spine. The bird chirped loudly and turned into a gray whirlwind. Before Angor could react, Toby had already collected all the dried fish into his Snowy Feather.
Toby also told Angor with a serious expression, "The fish is mine! All mine!"
"I didn't say it's not yours. I didn't take it. Didn't you just give it to me? "
Toby glared at Angor without saying anything. Because it knew that it was unreasonable. If it hadn't gotten carried away and wanted to show off, how could it have lost its love? Even if it was just a small piece of dried fish, Toby felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.
Angor didn't care about Toby's anger. In fact, he was quite pleased with himself. Let's see if Toby still dared to show off in front of me after this.
Five minutes later, Angor won with a calm expression. Toby had no choice but to hide on the other side of the desk with his back facing Angor.
Angor looked at Toby's pitiful figure and cleared his throat. "If you want your dried fish back, I can do that."
Toby didn't look back, but its back stiffened a little when it heard Angor's voice.
"I can even ask Azaz to make you another plate of dried fish."
Toby immediately turned around. His red eyes seemed to be twinkling with starlight.
"If you want them, you only need to do one thing —"
…
Angor coaxed Toby into entering the dream wasteland so that the bird and Torras could protect Foundation City together.
Angor did this mainly because he was going to focus on his training, which meant he would not have time to care about Toby's safety. He hoped that Toby could find something to do.
Of course, Toby could always go to Greya, and Angor wouldn't stop it.
Since Toby didn't want to go to Greya, the dream wasteland was just another way for Toby to relieve his boredom.
Besides, Foundation City was in a bit of a mess right now, mainly because Saber Knight went to Bastard's lab. Without Saber Knight's presence, Foundation City was still in chaos even though Torras was watching over it.
Freud even thought of finding a few more characters like Saber in real life. Unfortunately, there were very few of them, and he didn't have enough chances to recruit them. So, he could only give up on the idea.
Angor didn't start his training right away. Instead, he took out a pitch-black box from his desk drawer.
It was the same box he found in Foundation City's lab.
There was no mechanism on the box. Or rather, the mechanism had been removed.
Brute Cavern must have removed the mechanism before sealing the ruin. Just like the ones in Foundation City's lab, the box was no longer dangerous.
In other words, the Tree Spirit should know what was inside the box.
Since Tree Spirit didn't tell him about it, it probably wasn't anything important.
He slowly opened the lid. Nothing happened. There was no lock, either. The lid was opened easily.
Inside the box was a rather thin handwritten book.
Angor already opened it when he was in Foundation City's lab. He didn't read it back then, so this was the first time he saw it.
The handwritten book was made of parchment, but it wasn't made into a rare book. Instead, it was made into something that could be read easily.
The edges of the parchment were wrinkled, which meant whoever used the handwritten book must have read it often.
There were no words written on the cover. When Angor opened the book, he saw some familiar handwriting on the first page. It was the same cursive handwriting as the ones he saw in the other rooms.
Judging from the handwriting, he was sure that Tizarro was the owner of the book.
He kept reading.
Again, there was no indication of the book's use. There was only a random date written on it: Year 6560, Month of Recovery, New Calendar of the Southern Region.
It was Year 7378 of the New Calendar of the Southern Region. Did this mean the handwritten book was from 800 years ago?
Angor continued reading. There were a lot of data recorded at the bottom of the book.
The data was very messy. Some of them were scattered here and there, while others were written diagonally. Angor guessed that Tizaro wrote them randomly without following any logical order.
Without proper logic, the data was useless to Angor. However, Angor found several lines of words in a corner. He guessed that Tizaro was recording something called "Experiment No. 98".
As for what experiment it was, Tizaro didn't write anything.
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