Saying that they couldn't deal with the criminal was basically an excuse. Freud might be a mortal here, but his experience and insight were more than enough to deal with a mortal's tricks. Angor guessed that Freud's last words were his true thoughts.
Still, Freud was right. Sunny and Alda were still kids, and they might not be able to handle the criminals easily. It was better to let people with good intentions into the dream wasteland than to deal with troublemakers.
"Is Della's body dead?" Angor asked.
Freud nodded. "Yes. When I went to find her, she was already dying. I asked her if she wanted to live, but in a different way, and she would leave the Land of Revelation forever. She finally agreed, so I brought her here. "
Angor nodded in agreement. "I don't think there are any supernaturals left in Freighting Town, but you still need to be careful. Don't get targeted."
Both Jebra and Miye, two of Song of the Deep's most talented students, were in Freighting Town.
Freud nodded. "I understand. I'll be more careful."
"What's she doing?" Angor looked at Della again and noticed that she had been sharpening the iron rod in a very focused manner.
Freud didn't have the same ability as Angor, but he could easily guess what Della was doing. "She's sharpening a needle."
"Sharpening a needle?" Angor raised an eyebrow.
Freud blushed. "Sunny sang really well the day before yesterday, so I promised to give her a beautiful dress in the dream wasteland. But I couldn't find a dress that fits her body shape even after searching through the buildings for a long time."
Freud showed the robe in his hand. "So I asked Della, and she said she could make a dress. So I went around looking for some clothes and asked her to make them smaller. But there aren't any sewing tools here, so Della decided to sharpen the needle herself. She started yesterday morning, and it's been more than ten hours now. "
Freud sighed. Fortunately, he only felt tired mentally in the dream wasteland. Physically, he didn't feel tired at all.
"I see." They all wore the same clothes in the dream wasteland as they did in the real world. As a soul, Sunny's clothes were already fixed and couldn't be changed. It was normal for a little girl to want a new dress.
"How about this? I'll send a batch of silk and sewing tools to the Mushroom Hut later. Pay attention and look for it."
Freud nodded gratefully.
"Della, as the first experimental subject, seems to be a success so far." "But a single sample is not enough to support the results. You can find more samples and do a long-term investigation. On my side, I will also send some people over in a few days. Pay attention to them. "
Freud nodded. "Rest assured, my lord."
"By the way, I have something to ask you." He wanted to confirm the distance limit of the dream wasteland and ask Freud about the Soft Larva eggs.
Angor explained the situation of the Soft Worms to them.
Freud thought for a while and said, "The Soft Larva's egg is mutated? Not only did it grow bigger, but its color also changed? That's strange. "
"Do you have any clues?" Angor asked.
"No. I don't know much about Soft Larvae. But I heard that Soft Larvae are classified into different classes. Maybe this egg belongs to a higher class, "Freud guessed.
Angor also heard that Soft Larvae were not only classified into different classes, but they were also controlled by superhuman creatures. Just like ants were divided into worker ants, soldier ants, female ants, male ants, and queen ants, Soft Larvae were the same. Soft Larvae were just one type of Soft Larva.
Perhaps, as Freud thought, the egg was a new kind of soft-form worm.
Angor hoped that the egg would hatch into a Soft Larva, which was one of the most valuable types of Soft Larvae.
Next, Angor asked Freud if he should use the Dream Whelk to send in other items. After all, there would be more people living in the dream wasteland in the future.
"Instead of sending in the finished product, I suggest you use some basic materials, sir. Like Della. She didn't know what to do when she first came here. But when she started grinding her needles and found something to do, she slowly regained her composure. " Freud spoke in a serious tone, "Mortals like her can't control themselves. Giving them a better life will only make them lazy. Living a life of order and discipline is more suitable for them."
…
Not long after leaving the dream wasteland, someone knocked on his door.
Angor opened it and saw Auri with red eyes. Auri was standing outside with a dining cart.
"Young Master, the fried rice is ready." Auri's voice was a little hoarse.
"Bring it in, then." When Auri placed the fried rice and several appetizers on the table, Angor hesitated. "Want to eat together?"
Auri quickly waved her hands. "Of course not! I can't go overboard — "
Olga suddenly paused and muttered to herself in a mosquito-like voice, "Yes, how can I overstep my boundaries?"
Auri lowered her head again. "Young Master, I'll be going now. Head Maid Mana asked me to go to the tea garden. I'll go now."
After saying that, Olga left in a panic.
Angor, on the other hand, remained silent for a few seconds before he shook his head with a bitter smile. He only invited her because he saw Auri's unhappy look. But Auri actually understood what he meant.
Instead of eating alone, Angor summoned Toby to join him.
Auri's fried rice wasn't as good as Jon's, but it still had its own uniqueness. Angor enjoyed his meal, and so did Toby. However, compared to the greasy fried rice, Toby preferred some cold dishes.
After finishing the delicious fried rice, he went to Nano's room. Since he promised Freud that he would bring some silk and tools, he wouldn't go back on his word.
When he opened the door, he saw Nano and Gold Gleam arguing with each other while glaring at each other.
As soon as Angor showed up, he became their way of complaining and setting traps for each other.
It took a while for Angor to realize that Gold Gleam was here for the silk from the 23rd installment. Nano didn't want to hand it over. He claimed that he had already given away all the previous installments, and he didn't have any more silk for his bed curtains and curtains.
Gold Gleam's mission was to save the silk from Nano, which was given to her by Leon. As a new citizen of Grue Town, Gold Gleam had to obey Viscount Leon's orders.
The two sides were in a stalemate, and the situation was getting more and more chaotic.
Angor cleared his throat to attract their attention.
"How about this … I don't want to ruin your relationship. Just leave it to me." Angor grinned. "I'll take care of it."
With that, Angor picked up the pile of silk and disappeared from their sight.
Gold Gleam and Nano looked at each other and sighed. If it were someone else, they would have complained. But since Angor took away the silk … well, they would just let it go.
Angor took the silk away and left the manor.
He planned to go to Waterford and send some basic materials and tools to the dream wasteland.
Angor drove his Gondola to Waterford. Sitting on the flying boat, he could see the verdant forest below him, the waterfall flowing, and the undulating mountain terrain. The familiar scenery made his mood gradually become cheerful.
What Angor didn't know was that someone was watching him while he was enjoying the scenery.
The Kooky Waterfall was one of the waterfalls Angor saw on the airship. The waterfall was abundant, and the height of the waterfall varied greatly. Two hundred meters away from the waterfall, one could hardly hear the surrounding sounds. One could only hear the rumbling of the water.
In the middle of such a terrifying waterfall, under a slightly smaller waterfall, there was a completely naked person lying on a rock, constantly gasping for breath.
Anyone else would have been severely injured under the waterfall, but this man was fine. His body was covered in red marks, which was quite scary.
Coincidentally, when Angor's airship flew over the horizon, the man under the waterfall looked up.
When he saw the airship, he was a little surprised. "That's … Angor's Gondola? Angor's back?! "
If Angor was here, he would recognize Leon right away.
According to Thewis, Leon was practicing an extreme physical training method. According to Thewis, this extreme physical training could temper one's willpower and allow one's spirit power to reach the level of a talent.
This kind of cultivation could not be stopped before one stepped into the door of a superhuman.
Leon had been practicing it for years, but he didn't tell Angor about it because he didn't want Angor to worry.
Now, he was training his body under the waterfall.
It was supposed to be a routine routine. However, Angor's appearance had caused Leon's mind to be distracted for a moment.
He was able to stay under the waterfall because his mind and body worked together. But now, his mind was distracted, and he lost his balance.
Normally, he would be fine. But right now, the waterfall was so strong that it sent him flying away.
After several jumps, Leon fell into a pool of water.
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