"I see." Dave nodded. Dave's expression changed again. "It's good that you didn't come. Master Prome taught me a lot of alchemy knowledge in the shop these days. I feel that as long as I master it for a period of time, I can try basic synthesis. "
"You're going to do synthesis right away? You're not going to try enchantment? "Angor asked.
Dave shook his head. "I'm afraid I won't be able to do synthesis after that."
For orthodox alchemists, enchantment, whether it was mageweath enchantment or Magic Array enchantment, was just a temporary relief. If they wanted to study alchemy for a long time, they had to walk the path of synthesis.
Dave's devotion to alchemy was similar to Nausica's obsession with power. Dave knew that Angor was an enchantment expert, and that Angor would probably teach him. However, he still did not want to indulge in a moment of greed. He did not want to focus on the present instead of the future.
"You're right. I guess I've reached the end of my path in enchantment," Angor sighed.
"Will you try synthesis in the future?" Dave hesitated.
"I think so." Learning enchantment was only a way for him to get through the early stages of his wizardry journey safely. If he wanted to study alchemy in the future, he would definitely choose synthesis.
After all, 80% of the alchemy books he recorded in the Nightmare Realm were about synthesis. Would he just keep them for decoration if he did not learn them?
Dave grinned. "Good. I was worried that you'd go all the way to the end of your life. But I think enchantment has a bright future too. There are so few alchemists in the southern wizarding region. "
Now that he had explained everything clearly, he felt a lot more relaxed in his speech.
Angor chuckled. "What's the point of working with me if you don't want to learn enchantment? Enchantment is the only thing I'm good at. I'm not as good at crafting as you are. I haven't even learned Smelt and Freeze yet. "
"Learning from you, of course." David pointed at the Chinese kitchen knife on the table, and then at the other three Chinese weapons. "Your alchemy ideas are very interesting. The shapes of these weapons are simple and strange, but they are also very powerful. They contain a very novel idea. Plus, the Trigger Crossbow you've designed, even Master Prometheus is impressed by your ideas! "
In any case, I'm here to see how your mind works.
What Dave did not know was that Angor's imagination was not strange. It was because Angor had been learning about a different civilization ever since he was a kid. Earth's technology might not have reached the same level as the wizarding civilization, but Angor had inherited the way of thinking that followed the path of technology.
So far, he had not really developed his own ideas. He was still learning from his predecessors. But he was not ashamed of it. Creativity was a good way to expand one's mind, but without a solid foundation, one would only be a daydreamer no matter how many ideas one had.
Only when one had a solid foundation and could bear the risks and opportunities that came with creativity could one truly put one's ideas into practice.
Angor was currently at the stage of accumulating knowledge. He needed to broaden his knowledge, learn more knowledge, and compare different common sense. After a long time, all the scattered details would be connected by a certain thread and become his own knowledge base that would never fade away.
Angor responded with a smile and changed the topic. "Since Master Prome isn't here, should I go visit him at his mansion?"
"No need. Master Prome only went back to get something last night. He said he'll come again today." Dave looked at the clock on the wall. "It's almost noon. I think the master will be here soon. How about we go for lunch first?"
"Sure. I've been eating rations for almost a week. Now's a good time to have a good meal." Angor rubbed his empty stomach.
Dave closed the shop and spoke to Angor in a mysterious tone, "I'll take you to a nice place later. I'm sure you'll want to go again after lunch."
Dave sighed and showed a pained expression. "But it's too expensive. One meal costs dozens, even hundreds of merit points."
Angor's interest was piqued by Dave's words. He always ate rations to fill his stomach, but he loved good food as well. It was a pity that ever since Jon's health problem, he never had anything that could satisfy his appetite.
He thought that David would take him to an elegant and luxurious restaurant or a small food stall.
But he did neither. They went to one of the most crowded streets in the underground market.
The street was filled with dark alleys of various sizes. It was not easy to find a dark place in the underground market that was always bright. As for the dark alleys here, they fulfilled all of their negative needs. Looking into any dark alleys, they would only see a stretch of deep and dark. Each alley was like a giant mouth waiting to devour someone, releasing a foul stench and blood.
He once stopped Chloe and Chloe in one of the alleys here.
"Are you sure there's food here?" Angor was puzzled.
"Don't worry, trust me, I'm more familiar with this place than you are!" David said as he waved at a few fierce-looking acolytes. The apprentices smiled back at him. Although their smiles were quite ferocious.
About five minutes later, Dave dragged Angor into a small alley.
The further they walked, the darker it became. Only when they reached the end of the alley did they see some light.
The light came from a sign stuck on the wall: Bartterfly Pub.
"A pub?" Angor frowned. A pub in the middle of the day? Are you kidding me?
"You know I don't drink." He told Prometheus a few days ago that he still had three years before he was old enough to drink, but that was just an excuse. It was not that he did not drink. He only drank one kind of wine, the milk wine brewed in Padt Manor. He had not touched any since he left Grue Town.
"No, I'm not talking about wine. I'm talking about the barbecue here. Follow me and you'll see. "
To Angor's surprise, Bartterfly Pub was quite crowded despite its secluded location. Angor also needed a membership card to enter the pub.
It wasn't until the two of them sat in a corner, and David ordered a glass of champagne rum. After taking a big gulp, his doubts were answered.
"You need to apply for a membership card yourself. One magic crystal is enough for a basic iron card. There are also bronze, silver, and gold cards above that. The higher the level of the card, the better the place you can eat and the better the food. " Dave handed the card to Angor. "I'm an iron card, so I can only eat in the main hall, and I can't order much food."
Angor felt something familiar. "Cards with different levels? Isn't that Candy House's system?"
"You know about Candy House too?" Dave's eyes lit up. "I heard the chef here is a neighbor of Lady Greya and Lady Felicia's student. They've been following the spirit of Candy House and following the card system to the end."
Angor chuckled in response. "Haha."
Greya's Barbie's Restaurant and Felicia's Butterfly Tavern were the best places for gourmet wizards in the southern wizardry region. The owner of this place simply combined "Barbie" and "Butterfly" and named it "Bartterfly Pub". How ridiculous!
"So … the chef is a gourmet wizard?" Angor asked.
Dave shook his head. "There aren't that many gourmet wizards. The chef here isn't a gourmet wizard, but his food is still delicious."
When a plate of roast meat was placed on the table, Angor tasted it.
It tasted good.
Angor put away his initial prejudice. He noticed that the barbecue sauce had honey and milk added to it!
Dave watched Angor munching on the meat and said proudly, "I was right, wasn't I? It's delicious, isn't it?"
They finished their meal and were about to leave. A man dressed in luxurious clothing suddenly rushed out of a private room, panting as he whispered into the ear of a burly man holding a sword. The burly man exclaimed, "Is what you said true?!"
"I'm sure!"
The burly man pulled the man along with the other two people at the same table and hurriedly walked out.
Dave was standing in front of the bar when the burly man barged in and yelled, "Get out of my way!"
Before Dave could react, the burly man grabbed his shoulder and tossed him aside.
Dave was not hurt, but he still cursed out loud.
"You want to die, you bastard?" The burly man glared at Angor.
Dave cowered. Angor was about to step forward when the man in luxurious clothes said to the burly man, "Don't mind them. Let's go back to Sky Tower and fight as many matches as we can before the news gets out."
The burly man also remembered the news and spat on the ground. He turned around and left.
Although the spit did not land on David, his face was still green and white, and there was a hint of anger in it.
"Naru …"
Angor helped Dave up and heard the man mumbling, "What did you say?"
"That's Naru, the Mad Blade! I'll remember him! " Dave's expression was filled with anger and grievance. He wished he could take out a small notebook and write down Naru's name so he could curse him hundreds of times every day.
"Do you want me to lend you my Trigger Crossbow?"
"No need. I'll make my own after I learn how to synthesize."
"I mean, let's go kill him now." Angor's eyes glinted.
…
On their way back, Dave spoke again.
"Bartterfly Bar has another benefit for gold card users. They sell information. Judging from that man's tone, he must've bought some important information. I think it's about Sky Tower … "
"Something important about Sky Tower?" Angor tried to recall. Could it be about the purification garden?
As he pondered, he noticed that they had arrived at Prome's Alchemy Shop.
Two people were chatting by the stairs in front of the shop. When they saw Angor coming, they quickly stood up and greeted him with a smile.
"What a coincidence … I didn't think I'd run into them again," Angor muttered.
They were Fosah and Laffitte, the two professional henchmen Angor met last week.
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