Angor left the kitchen in a good mood. Greya's food was not something that could be enjoyed easily. According to the rules, anyone who wanted to try Greya's food had to obtain a VIP card from Barbie's Restaurant.
Now that Greya was willing to share her food with others, Angor felt lucky.
But according to Greya, the main ingredient for today's dish was "Mermaid Shell". It would take some time to cook it in the ocean and could only be eaten in the evening.
Angor took a step back and went to Nausica's place while he was making the soup.
When he arrived at the greenhouse, Nausica had already finished her inspection. She was leaning against the wall with her eyes closed.
"How are they doing? Can you solve their problem?" Angor asked.
Nausica opened her eyes when she heard Angor's voice. She didn't answer right away. Instead, she walked outside with Angor, lit up her pipe, and began blowing smoke at the edge of the fence.
"According to what you've said and what I've seen, their main problem is actually their bloodline. However, through their bloodline, a mysterious imprint has been produced in their souls, causing their souls to be unconsciously attracted to the formation you spoke of. It's not hard to get rid of the bloodline problem one by one, but it's not easy to get rid of the root of the problem. "Nausica took several puffs of her pipe, and the aroma of Silverscale Rose filled the air.
"Do you have any suggestions?" Angor asked.
Nausica shrugged. "If it's me, I might need to do a routine dissection and analyze a large number of samples to get some clues. But that's not enough samples for the Krakoks. I don't think I can find a solution without at least a hundred test subjects. "
Nausica saw Angor's serious expression and spoke in a self-deprecating tone, "This is my best. Maybe my teacher, Mister Fantase, has a better idea. But I'm sure he'll need a lot of samples."
Angor rubbed his forehead. "So you're saying some of them have to die?"
Nausica nodded. "That's the price of asking for help."
"But Mister Sunders is right. You can let the Krakoks handle this. If there were talented people among them, they wouldn't need to seek help from outsiders if they could successfully embark on the path of becoming a Sorcerer. And they know their own bloodline very well, so they won't need a large number of experimental samples when the time comes, so why not? "
Angor remained silent for a moment after listening to Nausica's explanation. Indeed, it would be best if they could solve the problem by themselves. If he couldn't solve the problem after losing so many people, was he supposed to go to Soul Genesis Garden and ask the Grand Priest for more people?
Angor nodded. "Fine. Since both you and the professor said so, I'll let them deal with it themselves. If there's no other way, we can talk about it after I become an official Magus. "
Nausica agreed, but she still had a question. "Are you sure there's a talent among them?"
Angor turned around and pointed at the Krakoks. "That one, Papaya. My professor said she's talented. As for the others, we need to test them first."
It wasn't a difficult test. Sunders already gave him a Talent Orb and told him to test them.
Nausica put away her pipe and said to Angor, "I heard you're going to leave Fey Continent and return to the Marginalized Island?"
Angor nodded. "Yes. I'll leave in a few months. My professor is seriously ill, and he's waiting for me to save him."
Nausica shrugged. "I don't think we'll meet again until a long time later. I'll collect some information and leave Brute Cavern. I'll look for materials that can help with my bloodline fusion, and I'll rent a safe place in a mortal kingdom to do it."
"I hope we'll both be stronger when we meet again."
"Same to you. I hope we'll both be safe."
Nausica said goodbye to Angor in a carefree manner and left. Her figure disappeared into the smoke until it became a tiny dot in the air.
Angor didn't know how strong Nausica would become the next time he saw her. But he still hoped that his best friends, both Nausica and Sailum, could fulfill their dreams. Besides, they had to survive in the southern wizardry region and go further.
The path of wizardry was a lonely one, but as long as one's heart was not lonely, knowing that one's friends were always there, they would be a force to be reckoned with.
He remained silent for a long time until the evening glow broke through the barrier of sunlight and lit up the horizon. Finally, he exhaled slowly and walked to the door of the greenhouse.
Good stood at the entrance of the greenhouse. Although Good's face could not be seen clearly, his whole body was like a pine tree that had pierced into the cliff, strong and straight.
"Butler Goode, can you help me set up a room with all elements?" Angor asked in a low voice.
"Are you going to test the talent of the Krakoks, Mister Padt?"
Angor nodded. He could tell whether a Krakoks had talent just by looking at their Talent Orbs. But since he was going to do it, he might as well make it more formal. If the Krakoks really did have a talent, Angor wouldn't be able to live with himself if he remembered how the person who tested his talent treated him so carelessly when they became wizards in the future.
"Alright, I'll do it right away." Goode seemed to be very experienced. He didn't need Angor to tell him to do anything.
They were going to set up a half-enclosed seed room in one of the side rooms of the greenhouse.
While Goode was setting up, Angor entered the greenhouse. Most of the Krakoks lived in the greenhouse, but they still lived in the skyscraper Angor built for them.
Angor told Papaya about the talent test. At the same time, he told Papaya that the Krakoks had to solve their bloodline problem by themselves. Otherwise, they might not be able to solve the problem even if all of them died.
Papaya relayed Angor's words to the Krakoks, and they all understood what he meant. They trusted Angor, but it was better for their own people to solve their problems than to leave it to an outsider.
Moreover, there was a chance to become a Magus. This was an exciting piece of news! This was especially true for all the clansmen present. Almost half of them were young people. They had not yet been infected by the coldness of the world, nor had they completely bowed their heads to life. They all had great expectations for the wonderful fantasy world of the wizards.
Everyone, including Papaya, came to the Seed Room and waited for Angor's return.
Although Sunders mentioned that Papaya had a talent, Angor still needed to check the Talent Orb first.
Angor planned to take part in the whole process, but Greya told him that the Mermaid Scallop soup would be ready soon. If he didn't drink it right away, the effect would be greatly reduced. Also, Greya wouldn't allow her food to be weakened. She would rather banish Krakoks to the void than keep them alive.
Angor quickly headed to the kitchen.
As for the Krakoks' talent test, he left it to Butler Goode. According to Butler Goode, he was also in charge of the test when Angor traveled to other continents on his cloud whale.
Since Goode was experienced, Angor didn't mind letting him do it.
When he reached the kitchen, Greya was counting the time. "Half a minute later and you won't get the soup."
"I'm testing the talent of the Krakoks."
Greya knew what happened to the Krakoks. "Too kind …" Greya grumbled and didn't say anything else. She told Angor that the plate on the table belonged to him and left with her own.
He walked to the plate. It looked like an ordinary shell soup with green leaves and melted yellow cheese floating on it.
He didn't smell anything special, but when he took a sip, his eyes lit up.
He felt as if he was standing in the middle of an ocean, listening to the crashing waves, and looking at the endless blue sky. Schools of fish were swimming on the surface of the ocean. He heard the sound of a zither. When he looked back, he saw beautiful mermaids and mermaids.
It felt like an illusion spell, but it didn't affect anything at all. Instead, it slowly entered Angor's body and took him to a fantasy ocean.
When Angor came back to his senses, his eyes were filled with tears.
He didn't know whether it was because of joy or because he was touched.
Angor sensed something special from the soup. It was the same feeling he got when he was immersed in the Nightmare Realm. It allowed him to gain some insights from the mysterious and unfathomable world.
When Angor finished the soup, Greya's voice suddenly reached his ears. "I thought this soup could help you improve your mind. However, I personally mixed it and added some top-notch auxiliary ingredients, so that when you first consume it, it can permanently increase a small portion of your spiritual power without consuming your potential. However, the ingredients are limited, so it can only increase your spiritual power by 0.5 at most. "
Greya paused for a moment. "Of course, consider it your reward for coming to Sleepless City to save me."
Greya's voice fell into silence after she finished speaking.
Angor was still in a daze. Something that could increase one's spirit by 0.5 didn't sound like much, but it was always worth an unimaginable amount of money. Especially when it didn't use up his potential.
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