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Goode knocked on the door of Angor's bedroom while carrying his daily meal.
"Butler Goode, is the professor still quiet?"
Goode shook his head. "Sir never left his study. Miss Flora did visit a few times, but she didn't stay for long."
After Goode left, Angor finished his breakfast in his room and left the house. The sunlight outside shone on Angor's face, which made his already pale face look even paler.
Angor headed toward the exit of Phantom Island.
Before leaving the island, Angor took a look at the magic hut by the lake. Both Sunders and Greya did not leave the house at all.
Angor could guess the reason why Greya didn't come out of her room. Perhaps she was still trying to figure out the secret of the "Phantom Twins", but Angor still found it strange that Sunders didn't show up.
Even if Sunders was injured by the mysterious attic in the Nightmare Realm, he shouldn't have stayed inside for so long. Or did Sunders lose his body in the Nightmare Realm just like Greya?
Angor was worried.
He didn't have the right to interfere with Sunders' decision, but he had to admit that Sunders was the only person who could keep him safe in the wizarding world. He had done one reckless thing after another. Without Sunders' help, he would have been devoured by the monsters already. What happened in Sleepless City was an example. Angor didn't mean to do it, but the energy storm caused by the energy collapse already attracted the attention of many wizards, including Professor Anglo. If it weren't for Sunders' help, Angor would have been taken away by the monsters in Sleepless City.
Angor couldn't help but worry about this.
But since Sunders had already decided to go into seclusion, Angor had to pray for him.
After leaving Phantom Island, he went straight to The Tributary without taking a break.
A day later, he was holding a sealed square box with a lid on the top. This was an item he crafted in his otherworldly lab. It looked simple, but it was actually a modified version of the Church of the Deceased.
However, it wasn't meant to nourish souls. It was meant to trap undead souls.
He named it "Soul Cage".
It had been almost a year since he started refining Prelude to Rebirth, but he still hadn't figured out the function of the white light bullets in Prelude to Rebirth.
He had originally placed his hopes on Narda's Eye, but he did not expect that Narda's Eye would not give him a definite answer. Perhaps items that were related to mystery were not so easy to identify, just like that diamond-shaped crystal.
Since Narda's Vision could not identify the effect of the white bullet, Angor decided to do some experiments on it before leaving Brute Cavern. Therefore, this Soul Subduing Cage was created.
After leaving The Tributary, he went to the underground market.
Since he wanted to test the White Light Bullet, he had the Soul Cage. Naturally, the only thing missing was the Undead sample.
He intended to look around to see if there were any shops that sold Undead. If he could buy it with magic crystals, he wouldn't have to waste time and materials to create an alchemy tool that could restrain the Undead.
However, he had overestimated the seller's market.
Undead creatures were very weak, full of negative energy, and unstable creatures. Wizards were already trying their best to eliminate them. Why would they go out of their way to capture them for sale?
While feeling disappointed, Angor went to Prome's Alchemy Shop.
Initially, he came here to ask David about the sale of alchemy illusions, but he didn't expect to get some clues about Undead creatures from David.
David asked, "Do you still remember Vice?"
Angor nodded. "Of course. He asked me to make 'Rebirth' for him. He also gave me my lab in The Tributary."
Angor paused for a moment before he continued, "So you're saying that he sells undead souls to us? That can't be right. The Rebirth I made for him can only destroy Undead, but it can't capture them. "
"I don't know how he did it. Maybe he used some other method." "I don't know if he sells Undead, but I heard that he turned in several Undead Creatures to the resource allocation hall about half a year ago."
"It was also at that time that I learned that the resource allocation hall actually had such a strange resource reserve as' undead. ' Now you understand what I mean. If you can't find any Undead in the underground market, you can go to the Resource Allocation Hall. "David pointed upwards. The Resource Allocation Hall was exactly where he was pointing.
Angor's face lit up. He quickly thanked Dave.
"I don't know why you're studying Undead Creatures. But you have to be careful. Undead Creatures can attack in strange ways. It's hard to guard against them, "Dave warned in a serious tone.
Angor nodded with a serious look.
Of course he would be careful. However, he wasn't afraid of the Undead Creatures. Most of their attacks were ineffective against him. What he needed to pay attention to was what would happen to the Undead Creatures after being hit by the White Bullet.
No one knew the effect of Prelude to Rebirth. Perhaps the Undead Creatures would become even more ferocious after being hit by the White Bullet.
To avoid any possible consequences, Angor had to be extra careful.
"I'm glad you know that." Dave sat back on the bench behind the counter. "By the way, I've already sold one of the two alchemy illusions you gave me. It's going to be auctioned in a large wizard market in the Empire of Revelation. It's called Primeval Auction. The market is called Primeval River Beach."
Primeval River Beach? Angor thought for a moment. He remembered seeing this name in a book somewhere.
Since it was recorded in a book, it must be a large wizard market just like Dave said. An item sold in a wizard market like this must have a much bigger influence than Twilight Well.
"As for the other one, wait until the Primeval Auction in Moon of Looming Frost is over. You can sell it after it becomes popular," Dave said.
"I'll leave it to you then. Don't worry if it doesn't turn out well. It's just something I made on a whim," Angor said before leaving.
He was planning to make a name for himself by selling the item. However, after thinking about it for several days, Angor realized that it was better to keep a low profile. At least he wouldn't be shot down if he stood out.
As for what he should do next, he would have to wait for the result of the auction.
After leaving the underground market, Angor headed to the resource distribution hall. But when he arrived here, he received a piece of bad news.
The apprentice on duty checked the inventory and showed an apologetic look. "I'm sorry. Mister Ness took away all the undead souls two months ago. There are no more undead souls in the warehouse."
Angor frowned. "Then when will we get more undead souls?"
The apprentice shook his head. "As you know, undead souls aren't very useful. They're only used for experiments by some wizards. Undead souls aren't a regular resource. It depends on whether someone wants to turn them in. If someone does, we'll have more. "
Angor looked disappointed. "Um … Can you tell me if someone is handing it in?"
"Sure. But I'll need your bone card to register."
Angor gave the card to the apprentice for registration. However, Angor noticed that the apprentice's pupils shrank a little when he saw Angor's name on the card.
Obviously, the apprentice recognized Angor. But he didn't say anything. Instead, he handed the card back to Angor with a smile. "I've registered you, mister. You'll be notified as soon as someone wants to turn in their undead souls. "
Angor nodded, put away the bone card, and left with a calm expression.
What he didn't know was that as soon as he left the resource distribution hall, everyone in the hall began to gossip. News of him coming here to look for undead souls quickly spread to every apprentice.
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Angor headed to The Tributary.
Although he had asked the staff in the Resource Hall to remind him when there were undead resources, he actually did not have much hope. It was neither a regular resource nor a commonly used resource. It was almost impossible to obtain undead in a short period of time.
So, he decided to go back to his hologram tablet and see if there were any runes that could restrain undead souls without killing them. It would be best if he could craft them as soon as possible. Then he could go to the questing hall and see if there were any quests related to killing undead souls.
When he reached The Tributary's Mirror Lake, he heard the familiar sound of wings flapping behind him.
It was Toby, who was wearing a dress made from the petals of a Moonlily of the Valley.
Angor put a hand on his forehead. "You've been messed up by Greya. You're a male bird. It's fine if you're wearing a panda costume, but why are you wearing a dress?"
Toby tilted his head. He had no idea what Angor was talking about.
"Fine. Maybe there's a girl living in your heart." Angor reached out a hand and caught Toby. "Tell me, what are you doing here? Why aren't you with your little friend?"
Toby: Are you jealous?
Angor turned around and walked away without showing any expression.
Toby quickly called after him.
Angor frowned. "You mean … the professor came out?"
While studying Narda's Vision, Angor told Toby to inform him if he saw Sunders coming out of his study.
He didn't expect Sunders to come out right after he left Phantom Island.
With that in mind, Angor took out his Gondola and flew toward Phantom Island.
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