Judging from the back, that person was very thin and tall. At this moment, he was standing by the west window, reading a thick stack of documents in his hands under the sunlight.
The man turned around when he heard the balcony door being pushed open.
After pausing for two seconds, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "So it's a Hyperdimensional Wizard."
He closed the book and walked to Angor. When he was three steps away from Angor, he took off his white gloves and reached out a hand.
A handshake.
This was the traditional etiquette used by nobles in Vensbiers. Compared to the more traditional kissing on the cheek, the nobles preferred a more restrained and distant handshake.
Angor looked at the newcomer. It was a young man wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His voice was clear, his movements were elegant, and his well-tailored suit was decorated with dark-gold ornaments. Every detail of his attire gave him a sense of asceticism.
At first glance, he looked like an elegant scholar.
However, anyone who heard of his name would be afraid of him. In fact, he was even more feared than Sunders in Brute Cavern. This could be seen from Freud's expression. Freud was sitting in front of his desk, but he kept looking at the young man with fear in his eyes. He was afraid that the moment he lowered his head, this refined young man would turn into a monster and swallow him whole.
Angor considered for a moment and shook the man's hand. "Wizard Bayer."
The young man was Dumartin Bayer, also known as "Miniature World". Most low-level apprentices in Brute Cavern called him the "Butcher of Skulls". An otherworldly adept who was passionate about biological research and had an unparalleled passion for craniotomy.
"Wizard Bayer? That's a strange name. You can just call me Dumartin. " Dumartin grinned. Compared to Angor's unfriendly tone, Dumartin's tone sounded more like he knew Angor well.
Angor wasn't familiar with Dumartin. However, when he was still an apprentice, he asked Dumartin to rescue Balba, who was sentenced to death. Seeing that Angor was an "alchemist", Dumartin gave Balba to Angor in exchange for a favor.
The situation was complicated, but in the end, he owed Dumartin a favor.
Angor didn't want to embarrass Dumartin, so he followed Dumartin's tone and said, "Also, I don't think it's appropriate to call me 'Dimensional Wizard'. You can call me Angor."
"My pleasure." Dumartin nodded and let go of Angor's hand.
Dumartin said, "I didn't see you on the terrace when I came here. So, the place you left last time was the balcony of Firmament Tower? "
"I'm only setting the entry point to this place."
Dumartin's eyes lit up. "I see. As the creator of this world, you can set any location in the dream wasteland?"
"Yes." Angor nodded.
Dumartin's eyes lit up. "I wonder if there's a way for us to obtain this ability?"
Dumartin didn't really want to learn the locator ability. Instead, he wanted to find out where it came from.
Angor didn't mind telling Dumartin about it, but it wasn't the right time yet.
"Not yet." Angor didn't answer Dumartin's question.
Only for now? Dumartin quickly swallowed the question. He knew that Angor didn't want to talk too much about this ability, so he decided not to ask.
"If that's the case, then forget it." Dumartin didn't seem to care at all.
Angor was a little surprised by Dumartin's carefree attitude. According to what he knew about Dumartin, the man wouldn't give up so easily.
But Dumartin wasn't wrong. This was not Dumartin's way of doing things. However, Dumartin was more interested in using this opportunity to get closer to Angor.
Considering Angor's identity as a member of the R&D department, as well as his knowledge of the dream wasteland, Dumartin wanted to establish a friendly relationship with Angor.
Therefore, he had to control his personality so that Angor wouldn't dislike him.
"Angor, did you come here to find Freud?" Dumartin smiled and said, "Well, I won't disturb you. I'll go to the room next door."
Dumartin nodded to Angor and looked at Freud. "I'll borrow this for a while. I'll return it later."
Freud didn't dare to refuse Dumartin's request. "It's fine."
Dumartin turned around and left. Before he left, he said to Angor, "If you have time, come find me next door. We can talk."
Dumartin didn't mention what they were going to talk about. However, wizards didn't always stick to one topic. Moreover, since Dumartin had defined it as an exchange, he naturally intended to share some knowledge with the other party instead of gaining it unilaterally.
"If I have time," Angor replied in the same polite manner.
Dumartin chuckled and left the room.
After Dumartin left, Freud finally let out a long sigh of relief.
"Seriously?" Angor chuckled.
"Of course!" Freud nodded like he was pounding garlic. "You don't know how scary his eyes were when he found out that I was a soul in the real world. He looked like he wanted to dissect me on the spot." Freud sighed.
"That's why I can't relax for even a minute. Mister Dumartin has been here for more than five hours. Originally, I was still writing a document, but now I've only written one page … Even this page is just scribbled randomly. The main reason is to maintain a normal appearance in front of him. Otherwise, if he sees my fear, he might really come forward and dissect me. "
Angor couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Freud's explanation. "If he saw your fear, he would attack you." This was something that only happened to beasts or undead creatures. Freud was an undead creature, so it was ridiculous for him to say something like that.
However, Freud wasn't joking. His voice was still trembling, which meant he was really scared of Dumartin.
"So, what's Dumartin doing here?" Before asking the question, he used the power of the Tree of Authority to check when Dumartin entered the dream wasteland.
Dumartin must have used one of the loggers Angor gave to Rein. Angor didn't set up a "Stranger Entry Alert" system, so he had to check the Tree of Authority to confirm Dumartin's entry time.
The answer was one day ago.
Angor was surprised. The logins he gave to Rein were set in the new city, which would make it easier for apprentices to build the city. It would take about half a day to travel from the new city to Foundation City by airship.
This meant that Dumartin didn't stay in the new city after entering the dream wasteland. Instead, he went straight to Foundation City.
According to Freud, Dumartin spent more than five hours in the dream wasteland, which meant Dumartin went straight to Firmament Tower after arriving at Foundation City.
Angor was curious about Dumartin's purpose.
Freud didn't hide anything and told Angor everything that happened after Dumartin arrived.
Basically, Dumartin came to Foundation City to read Angor's book about the dream wasteland. Although Dumartin was cruel in some ways, he was a research genius. Unlike the other wizards, who were curious about the dream wasteland, the first thing they wanted to do was to experience it, instead of studying it like Dumartin.
From this point alone, Dumartin would have a much easier time on the path of truth than many other wizards.
When Sumesh became a truth-finder wizard, he asked Sunders if there was anyone else in Brute Cavern who could become the next truth-finder wizard. Back then, Sunders told him it was Dumartin. Back then, Angor didn't understand why. But now, he had a better idea.
"There's something I don't understand," Freud said. "I didn't show you all the books about the subject of Nightmare Wasteland. But Mister Dumartin didn't ask me about it either. Maybe he doesn't think I know anything about it. Normally speaking, Mr. Dumartin should've finished reading all of them in a short time. But what surprised me was that he took a long time to finish them, and the documents he read after that had nothing to do with the laws of the dream wasteland. Instead, they were … "
Freud remained silent for a moment. "He was looking at the personal data of the residents of Foundation City."
Freud collected the data when he first arrived at the dream wasteland. Most of them were descriptions of the residents' physical conditions and changes before and after entering the dream wasteland. Back then, Freud used the data as an experiment to help Angor determine whether Jon's mind would be damaged after entering the dream wasteland.
However, Freud didn't stop the experiment even after Jon entered the dream wasteland. Although the dream wasteland didn't seem to have any problems for the time being, no one could be sure that it wouldn't change in the future. Only by preparing information in advance could one be prepared for any possible danger.
"You're interested in the residents of Foundation City?" Was Dumartin going to study the bodies of the natives of the Dream Wasteland? Angor considered the possibility. Dumartin wasn't a Karabit, but he was just as passionate about biological research as any Karabit. The residents of Foundation City might be mortals, but their bodies would change after entering the dream wasteland, which would attract the attention of a mad scientist like Dumartin.
Angor told them about his theory.
"No wonder Dumartin was so excited when he heard that I'm a soul in the real world. Maybe he's more interested in studying a new body in the dream wasteland."
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. "No, I need to inform Alda and Sunny later. If Mister Dumartin finds out that they are also souls, he might take them away and cut their heads open."
However, Alda and Sunny weren't in the dream wasteland right now, so Freud didn't do anything.
"What should we do, sir? Should we inform the Karmic Hunters and ask them to send more Demon Hunters to protect the residents of Foundation City?"
Angor didn't think Freud's suggestion was necessary.
He had considered studying the bodies of the Dream Wasteland residents before, but he didn't have much experience in this field. Besides, he still needed to find out more about the authority of the Dream Wasteland.
Since Dumartin might be interested in the bodies of the Dream Wasteland residents, Angor didn't mind letting him try. Maybe Dumartin could really find something useful.
Angor knew that he wasn't omniscient. There were too many secrets in the dream wasteland for him to learn all by himself. For example, Angor would need at least ten years to figure out the two energy-related authorities. Angor would not be able to get anything out of them, let alone explore them in a deeper way.
And this was only a small part of the dream wasteland. There were many other similar cases. Angor didn't think he could learn all the secrets of the dream wasteland on his own.
More professional wizards like Sunders were needed to enter the dream wasteland so that their research could push forward the development of the wasteland.
Only by adopting the strengths of all colors can one dispel the fog and see the truth.
Angor wasn't worried about them keeping their findings to themselves because he had access to the Tree of Authority. As long as they found something useful, they wouldn't be able to escape Angor's prying eyes.
Just like the "Mana Resurgence" Sunders was working on in the dream wasteland. Before, Angor had no idea what energy was. But now, if he wanted to, he could use the Tree of Authority to find out everything about the "Mana Resurgence" that Sunders created in the dream wasteland.
Therefore, Angor wasn't against Dumartin's plan to explore the Dream Wasteland residents. Once Dumartin found something useful, Angor would benefit both himself and Dumartin.
"But the residents of Foundation City are kind people. It's a shame to let them become test subjects. If Dumartin really wants to do something like this, you can send some prisoners to him. "
"I see." Freud nodded after thinking for a while.
Now that they were done talking about Dumartin, Angor returned to the topic at hand and asked Freud about the latest news.
First, they talked about Sunny and Alda's training.
Alda had completed his possession training and finally found a way to release the death aura inside his body. His soul was no longer shrouded by death aura, which made him much more intelligent.
Freud didn't mind Alda's training, but he didn't know what to say about Alda's daily life.
This was because Alda had been running to Star Lake Castle recently and possessed little Sam or the people sent by Neya to Star Lake Castle.
For example, yesterday, a maid was possessed by Alda in the middle of the night and ran to the kitchen to make barbecued meat.
Alda, on the other hand, was having a great time eating, while the servant, who was determined to lose weight, broke down in tears the next morning.
Freud felt a headache coming on.
However, Freud was actually a little jealous of Alda. He wanted to have a taste of barbecued meat as well.
(End of Chapter)
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