"Is this the branch of Tooth Immortal's Ruin?"
Angor asked as he followed the monster into the mirrored area.
Laplace shook his head. "The Tooth Immortal's Ruin branch is still under the control of Ancient Tooth Immortal. Like Tooth Immortal, Ancient Tooth Immortals like to build grand buildings. So, this isn't the branch of Tooth Immortal's Ruin. "
Angor looked at the small stone hut in front of him, then at the floor stall covered with a layer of mirror paper. He nodded.
He knew it. If the branch of Tooth Immortal's Ruin was only as big as a street stall, it would be too cheap.
If that was the case, Angor would consider letting Ancient Tooth Immortal stay in his Dream Crystal.
If this wasn't the branch of Tooth Immortal's Ruin, then what was this place?
Angor checked the items on the floor. Most of them were unknown vortexes. Two of them were real objects: a bottle filled with some unknown liquid, and a small round mirror used by ladies to fix their makeup.
"You're selling sundries?" Angor looked at the shopkeeper behind the stall.
The shopkeeper didn't look like a real person. Instead, he was an inflatable human-shaped leather bag with antlers attached to it. There was a rope tied to his feet to prevent him from floating around.
"No. Most of the items I sell are skills. Very practical ones."
The shopkeeper's voice sounded like he was drinking wind. When the shopkeeper noticed that Angor was speaking in human language, he also adjusted his language to human common.
This was quite common in the Mirror Domain. Human common was one of the more common languages. After all, humans created a lot of mirrors, and the Mirror Domain was connected to the outside world where humans lived.
Even if the creatures inside the mirror didn't learn human language, they would still learn it after consuming some of the mirror's memories.
Therefore, Angor didn't have any problem talking in human language.
"Skills?" Angor looked at the strange vortexes in confusion. "Skills can be learned directly?"
Instead of asking the shopkeeper, Angor looked at Laplace.
"These are basically the memories of the gaseous creatures. Some of the gaseous creatures' abilities are very compatible with the mirror creatures. As long as you read the relevant memories, you will be able to learn or figure out the relevant abilities … Well, it's not just the gaseous creatures. Actually, humans also have memories that are compatible with the mirror creatures. It's just that most humans are ordinary humans, and the mirror memories related to superhumans aren't necessarily related to knowledge. That's why gaseous creatures are more popular here."
It wasn't that the Gas Creatures' abilities were reflected in the mirror, but some of the Gas Creatures lived in environments similar to the Crystal World, so it was easier for them to be reflected in the mirror.
Angor nodded. To put it bluntly, these books were like books and knowledge.
"Do you think they're useful to you?" Angor decided to ask again.
Laplace said, "It's useless. Besides, it might not be a skill."
As soon as Laplace finished his words, the antler bag spoke in a loud voice, "Don't you dare slander my reputation. These are skills!"
Laplace glanced at the antler bag, and a beam of light flashed across his eyes. "Yes or no, you and I both know it."
The antler bag wanted to say something else, but he suddenly shivered.
He walked around on the spot in a daze.
After a while, the antler bag looked at Laplace in confusion. "You … you did this?"
Laplace humphed but didn't say anything.
The antler bag was still trying to argue with Laplace. After hearing the humph, he seemed to have realized something. "You … how could you …"
Angor looked at Laplace in confusion. What did you do?
Laplace whispered to Angor using voice transmission, "I found his real body and gave him a small punishment."
"Real body?" Angor followed the voice transmission.
"His real body is in the square. There's no need to show mercy or argue with these people who bully customers."
Laplace's main body had been in the Empty Mirror Sea for many years, so she had seen countless mirror memories. Her understanding of memories was also very deep.
The vortex-like gas was indeed a memory, but it was hard to say whether it was a skill or not. Angor had to read it himself to know.
In other words, buying the gas vortexes was like opening a blind box.
But what if the blind box had already been opened, or if someone had poked a small hole in the blind box, peeked at the contents of the box, and then took it out to sell?
Laplace didn't know if there was a skill inside, but she could tell at a glance that the vortex was incomplete. It wouldn't have been a big deal if it was incomplete, but it might have been a problem with the process of capturing it. But each of the gas vortexes was missing about 0.1%. Someone must have peeked inside the memory.
Since the gas vortexes were already peeked at and were still being sold, Laplace was sure that the gas vortexes didn't contain a skill.
Laplace knew this too well. If she really wanted to argue, the shopkeeper wouldn't be able to win.
But she didn't want to argue. Instead, she used the antler bag as a medium to threaten the owner of the bag.
She clearly told the owner that she could find him, that she knew who he was, and that he had nowhere to run if she wanted to kill him.
Laplace could treat Angor as an equal because Angor was worth it. But if she wanted to treat other living beings as equals, she could do it, but she didn't want to.
At first, the shopkeeper didn't understand what was going on and felt wronged. But when he realized Laplace's terrifying ability, he immediately shut his mouth and leaned against the wall of the stone house like a frozen balloon.
Although Laplace clearly said that the gas vortexes weren't skills, Angor still checked the items on the ground with great interest.
It was the first time he saw such things.
He didn't have to buy them, but the shopkeeper didn't want to make a fuss about it. Angor could use them to gain proficiency with Alchemy Eye.
That was what Angor meant. Alchemy Eye wasn't something that could be achieved by simply "gaining proficiency".
By "gaining", Angor simply used Alchemy Eye to detect unknown objects and record the information into a "server" in his mind. Angor could then edit the unknown information and turn it into known information. Then, the next time he encountered a similar item, the "server" would not pop up with an unknown message.
In other words, Angor was using the server to update its knowledge.
When he was done with the vortex, he looked at the only two items on the stall.
When he was about to examine the object, he noticed a red figure trying to move away from the wall.
Without a doubt, it was the red-skinned one-eyed monster.
At this moment, it was almost at the door. As long as it turned its body sideways, it could quickly rush out and leave this cramped little stone house, leaving the mirrored light …
And that was exactly what it did. However, when it was halfway there, the mirror at the door suddenly solidified. It crashed into it, and a huge bump immediately appeared on its head.
While the monster was still confused, Angor's voice came to its ears. "Why are you running? I need you."
Several minutes later, the red-skinned one-eyed monster obediently stuck to the stone wall, not daring to move an inch.
After making sure that the monster wouldn't run away, Angor continued to observe the other two objects.
Everything Alchemy Eye identified before was filled with question marks. But this time, it had a clear answer.
The first bottle with a strange liquid was … a potion.
Angor did not open the bottle to check the composition of the potion, but he already smelled something familiar on the bottle cap.
"There's Black Charm Tea in it?" Angor was surprised.
As soon as Angor spoke, the antlered skin bag, which had been pretending to be a human, suddenly spoke in a buzzing voice, "You … you know it? No, I mean, esteemed guest, you know this potion? "
Angor had just gained a lot of proficiency with Alchemy Eye and solved many "question marks" in the server. He was in a good mood. He didn't ignore the antlered skin bag's question. "I don't know what kind of potion it is. But since Black Charm Tea is the main ingredient, I don't think it's a buffing potion. Of course, for some people, it could be a buffing potion. "
Laplace asked, "Black Charm Tea? Is it a product of the human world? Why didn't the Sage mention it? "
Angor replied, "Black Charm Tea is a kind of tea that only became popular in the southern wizardry region recently. It's on the gray chain, and the Supreme Cult is very strict about it."
It was normal that the Sage didn't know about it.
Angor then explained the origin of Black Charm Tea to Laplace. This was an extraordinary magical plant produced in the Abyssal Plane. It naturally had an addictive taste, but it tasted a bit like tea, which was why it was called "tea". But in reality, this plant was similar to Mana Algae Powder and Mystic Vine in that it was addictive. Even wizards could get addicted to it.
This was why Angor believed that a potion that used Black Charm Tea as its main ingredient would not be anything good.
But for those who were already addicted, Black Charm Tea was indispensable.
Laplace didn't know about Black Charm Tea, but he had heard about Enchanting Vine before. When he heard that Black Charm Tea was similar to Enchanting Vine, he stopped paying attention to it. Laplace would never touch something that could make him lose control of himself … Even if the probability was less than 1%, he still wouldn't do it.
"Since you know that it's Black Charm Tea, do you know where you can get it?" The antlered skin bag didn't want to give up.
"Didn't I tell you already? The Abyss."
The antlered skin bag looked a little disappointed when he heard the word "Abyss".
Perhaps it was because of the Abyss Plane's nature. Only a few things, including memories and real objects, came from the Abyss Plane.
If Black Charm Tea had to be obtained from the Abyss Plane … then forget it.
The antlered skin bag didn't say anything else. Angor took the chance to check out the last item — a small, classical mirror used by ladies to touch up their makeup.
Using Alchemy Eye, Angor saw all the materials used in the mirror appearing in the server.
Well … they were all mundane materials.
But why are they here if they're mundane?
Laplace sent him another voice transmission. "This mirror feels heavy. I can sense some resentment hidden inside. If you're willing to polish it, you can create something similar to the Mithril Mirror in Charlie's Palace."
Mithril Mirror? The Reflection Space that contained the entire Charlie Palace?
If this mirror could also be used to create a mirror that could hold a large number of objects, it would be great.
"Are there many mirrors like this in the outside world?" Angor asked.
"Very few," Laplace replied.
Angor couldn't see anything special about the mirror. But since Laplace described it as "heavy", it meant it was something good. Moreover, Laplace had clearly said that there were very few such mirrors in the outside world … So, he could pick one up here?
However, he quickly dismissed the idea.
When he asked for the price of the mirror, the antlered skin bag gave him a high price of 50,000 crystals.
Angor gave Laplace a questioning look. "A reasonable price," Laplace replied in a small voice.
The shopkeeper knew how "heavy" the mirror was, which was why he gave such a reasonable price.
Since the shopkeeper knew how valuable the mirror was, Angor couldn't pick it up.
As for the crystals, Angor didn't have them.
Since that was the case, Angor decided to give up. He muttered to himself, "I came to the City of Gold to enjoy the scenery, not to buy anything."
Still, he couldn't help but offer a price. "I have a Black Charm Tea plant. How about it?"
Was a Black Charm Tea plant expensive? Not really. Addictive items like this usually sold for a small profit, so they wouldn't be sold at a high price.
Even if it was a fresh plant, it wouldn't cost much. The Supreme Cult would keep an eye on you, and you wouldn't have a chance to cultivate it.
He bought the tea from Breeze, which was why he decided to take it since it was cheap. He didn't want to take something too expensive from Breeze for free.
The antlered skin bag didn't expect Angor to have a fresh plant either. He hesitated for a while and seemed to be interested.
If the antlered skin bag was willing to trade the mirror for the Black Charm Tea, Angor believed he would get a great deal.
But in the end, the antlered skin bag shook his head. "Forget it."
Angor didn't insist. He nodded and left the stone hut with Laplace and the others.
When he left, he didn't forget to take the red-skinned One-eyed Monster with him.
Angor walked out of the mirror and asked the monster, "Is there anything around here —"
"There's no place of execution or burial … Sir, please let me go. I'm just a servant who came out to shop for my master. I don't mean any harm," the red-skinned One-Eyed Monster said quickly.
"I'm asking you if there's a place to rest, like a pub?"
"No, no. There's no pub here. But if you want to rest, you can go to Tooth Immortal's branch. It's a big place, and there's a place for you to rest. "
Angor nodded. "Alright, let's go there then. You come with me."
(End of Chapter)
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