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Chapter 647

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Angor shifted his attention to something else.

The room was neat and tidy. Even after becoming a soul, Freud still had strict requirements for himself. Everything in the room was exactly the same as when Angor first left it.

Only a stack of books was placed beside the pillow.

Most people would put books beside their pillows because they liked reading them or were planning to read them in the future. Angor looked at Freud's "Pillow Book" and found it interesting.

There was not a single book written by a wizard.

They were all books Angor read in the tablet. For example, Gale Swordswoman, a legendary story about a cross-dressing wizard who traveled across the world; The Sin and Punishment of Lily, a story about two Soul Nuns who served the gods; The Beast Face and the Human Heart, a story about the rise of a monster from a first-person perspective …

Most of them were entertaining novels to pass the time.

Angor once read them when he was bored on The Redbud. They did not contain any real content, nor did they talk about anything important.

Angor did not know much about the background of these books. He could even find traces of them in the wizarding world. Angor created them just to make up the number of books. He thought it would be bad if the room was too quiet.

Angor did not expect Freud to like this kind of novel. On the other hand, the wizard magazines Angor used to read were ignored.

Angor suddenly noticed a large desk on the right side of the room.

There was a thick stack of papers on the desk, which were filled with words.

"On the Possibility of the Development of the Soul", "Matters Needing Attention When the Soul Is Compatible with the Body", "Self-cultivation After Gender Change (Drafted)" … "The Ravings of Dreams", "Three Things about the Dream Whelk", "On the Combination of Illusions and the Dream Whelk" …

Angor flipped through a few of the papers and found that they were all about Freud's research topics.

The first half was about souls, while the second half was about dreams.

Freud's research topics suited him very well.

Studying souls was for Angor's future development. He even considered the idea of "taking over a woman's body". Maybe he was reading Gale Swordswoman to see how other men's minds would change after they turned into women. As for Lily's Crime and Punishment … Angor shook his head. The guy had already planned for his future.

He studied dreams because Freud himself was an expert in them. In fact, he was known as the "Dream Reader" when he was alive.

However, he was more interested in the research topic "The Combination of Illusions and Dream Whelk".

Because he saw his name in it.

"Mister Padt's illusion is so real. This was somewhat similar to the Dream Whelk's ability to create dreams. If the two were combined, perhaps there would be a miraculous effect. "

This topic was at the bottom of all the papers, and there was only one sentence on it that had no beginning or end.

If Freud didn't organize the papers, this was probably the first topic he came up with after Angor created an illusion for him.

What did he mean by that?

The Dream Whelk? He must be referring to the Mystery item, the Dream Whelk at the Moonlight Coast.

Was there something similar between Freud's illusion and the Dream Whelk's ability to create dreams?

As Angor pondered, Freud put down the "Dragon Chronicles" and walked to the desk. "Mister Padt?"

He was attracted by the rustling noise.

Freud's research topic on the desk was clearly being moved.

Other supernaturals would try to destroy the illusion as soon as they found it. But the illusion was still intact. His paper was the only thing that moved. Therefore, he didn't think of anyone else other than Angor.

He paused and put the paper back on the desk.

He didn't feel embarrassed about being caught in the act. Freud was the one who created the illusion, so he knew that whatever he wrote would not escape Angor's notice.

"Looks like you've been busy these months. You've been working on one project after another." Angor's voice came out of nowhere.

Freud glanced at the desk and saw that the last piece of paper was "The Combination of Illusions and the Dream Whelk".

"It's just a list of topics and a general direction. Most of the content is left blank." Freud paused for a moment before he continued, "If there's a chance in the future, you can complete them one by one."

Of course, Freud was talking about the chance to survive.

Freud was trying to remind Angor not to go back on his words.

"As long as you don't go looking for trouble, you will."

He wanted to ask what Freud was talking about, but he noticed that Freud kept glancing at the topic when he was talking to Angor.

For some reason, Angor had a feeling that Freud was waiting for him to ask about it. Freud even pointed out Angor's name on the paper.

Angor didn't care whether Freud was inviting him into a trap or not. "Judging from your research topic, you already have your own ideas about the future. I was going to give you some suggestions, but since you've already thought it through, I won't give you any. "

"The Soul Floret's nourishing effect has also weakened. I'm here to move you to another place that's more suitable for soul cultivation. If you have any requests, feel free to let me know."

Freud looked normal on the outside, but Angor's spirit power was still focused on him. When Angor told Freud about his research topic, Freud quickly showed a disappointed look.

As expected, Freud was waiting for him to ask.

Angor wasn't going to let Freud do whatever he wanted. Besides, he had a lot of things to do right now, so he didn't need to pretend that he didn't know anything about Freud's research topic.

Angor still didn't fully trust Freud.

He had purposely left him hanging for a few months in the hope that he would be able to think clearly about his current situation and not do useless work or think about useless things.

If Freud really got the "Dream Whelk of the Moonlight Coast", Angor would fulfill his promise.

"Whatever you want. As long as it's within my power, I'll do my best to satisfy you."

"I …" Freud hesitated. "I don't have any other requests. It'll be best if you can move the illusion from here. If not, I'll accept. "

Anyone who possessed the spirit of a wizard would be able to endure loneliness.

Freud was such a person. If he didn't die, he might become a wizard one day. Unfortunately, even if he managed to steal the body of a talent, he would never become a wizard due to the natural imbalance between his soul and spirit.

Just like Greya, Greya had to find her own body before she could truly progress on the path of wizardry.

Otherwise, her future would be hopeless.

Greya was still a living soul, while Freud was already a dead soul. Even a living soul couldn't see the future, let alone a dead soul.

Angor chuckled. "You seem to like those novels. Do you want me to show you more?"

Of course, Angor was referring to Earth novels such as Dragon's Chronicles.

Freud chuckled. "It's not tiring at all. It helps me forget a lot of my troubles. They don't mean much, but if they're published, they might become popular among wizards who are used to suppressing their emotions. "

"You're quite something. If you like it, you can try publishing it in the wizarding world if you have the chance. Of course, it depends on whether you're honest or not."

Before Freud could say anything, Angor waved a hand and several novels appeared out of thin air and landed on his bed.

"You can read them to pass the time. I'll find a new place for you in a few days. I hope you won't be too disappointed."

With that, Angor put the Soul Floret into his bracelet.

He knew Freud had something else to say, but he didn't want to hear it.

After this encounter with Freud, it was clear that Freud had his own plans. It wasn't a bad thing to have a plan. Whether it was for the sake of one's future or for the sake of one's livelihood, everyone should have their own plans.

But if Freud arranged a role for Angor in his own scheme, Angor wouldn't like it. Angor didn't want to get others involved, especially himself. He didn't care if the role was good or bad.

After putting the Soul Floret into his bracelet, Angor decided to cancel the mist illusion he created to protect the Krakoks.

When the mist slowly faded away, Angor noticed that something was amiss. Angor saw several Krakoks standing at the edge of the mist illusion.

The leader of the group was an old woman with wrinkles all over her face — Papaya's grandmother.

Angor didn't recognize the other Krakoks, but he knew they were Lococo and Kudodo's relatives.

They looked at each other for a long time, but no one dared to talk to him.

Angor knew what they were here for, but he didn't say anything.

In the end, it was Papaya's grandmother who took the initiative to ask about Papaya's recent situation.

Angor briefly told them about Papaya's current situation. Seeing that Angor didn't seem annoyed at all, the other Krakoks quickly followed up and asked about Lococo and Kudodo.

Angor answered them one by one.

Hearing that the three Krakoks were very likely to become wizards, not only Angor's relatives, but also the entire Krakoks.

Angor watched them with a smile on his face, but he was thinking about something else.

Papaya and her grandmother relied on each other for survival. Now that Madelyne had taken Papaya as an apprentice, she would naturally stay in Brute Cavern. However, Angor was going to take the Krakoks to the Old Earth soon. Should he ask Papaya's grandmother to stay in Brute Cavern as well?

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