Fame seemed to be a good thing, but there were also many cases of people being dragged down by it.
For example, after he rejected several wizards' alchemy requests, he noticed that some people were looking at him with disdain.
Angor felt tired when he saw more and more people coming to him.
Luckily, he was not alone this time. Madelyne created a small hut in time. Angor sighed in relief when they entered the hut.
Madelyne chuckled when she saw Angor patting his chest. "Things are going well for now. At least they won't do anything in the Moonfrost Union's territory. Many traditional wizards don't want to talk to you. But once you're alone, I don't know what will happen. "
Some people might not harm Angor because of their reputation and Brute Cavern's vengeance. But as long as they did not cause any harm, they could just force their way through.
Just like Nelson did to Angor a few days ago.
Fortunately, Nelson was an alchemist himself, so he did not force Angor to do anything. However, he still forced Angor to talk to him.
Of course, Angor also gained a lot of knowledge from the exchange, so he did not lose anything.
Others, however, would not be as gentle as Nelson. They only wanted the result of the alchemy. The process was not important.
"What should I do then?" Angor asked bitterly. He was starting to miss the time when he and Madelyne were isolated.
"You're right. The most important thing for you now is to build a solid foundation and break through the bottleneck. Once you become a wizard, you'll be able to handle most situations. Plus, you know the sequence of gravity. Normal truth-finder wizards can't do anything to you, except for the ones at the top of the pyramid.
"However, if you are really being targeted by those at the top of the pyramid, it may not be a bad thing for you. At least you'll be able to fulfill their request. "
Angor sighed. "Fame is a double-edged sword."
"It's a double-edged sword because your skills don't match your strength." Madelyne sighed. "An apprentice who can create something useful for wizards and truth-finders. Of course they'll want you."
Even though they were already inside the hut, there were still people coming to visit them from time to time.
Especially a male wizard from Rest Torch Academy. Everyone else had already left, but he still kept trying to persuade Angor to leave Brute Cavern and join Rest Torch. Angor could not bear it any longer.
Later, the wizards from Rest Torch Academy kept putting on an exaggerated show, while Madelyne just watched. Angor simply ignored them.
The strange atmosphere was only broken when a man in a white wizard robe came to visit.
The man was also an official sorcerer. He wore a white sorcerer's robe and a light blue cloak. On the cloak, there was a crescent moon frozen in frost.
From this symbol, it was clear that this person was from the Moon Frost Alliance.
"My name is Maher, and I'm the leader of the Moonfrost Guards. Sorry to disturb you." The man's appearance was very cold, and he gave a simple introduction after entering the room.
"I heard 'Music Box Sorcerer' is with us as well. Can you help us with something?" Maher looked at Angor.
"What do you need, Mister Maher?" Angor didn't dare to show any disrespect to Sennefer, who was the second-in-command of Frosty Wing.
"The right suspension bone of Frosty Wing is damaged. Alchemists from Moonfrost Academy are trying to repair it as fast as they can. But he's too slow to do it alone. Can you come with us so that we don't have to delay our journey to the Abyss Plane? "
Angor frowned. "I'm an enchantment student. I don't see any runes on Frosty Wing."
"Don't worry about it. Frosty Wing is a special type of bio-alchemy. It has nothing to do with enchantment or harmony. You only need to help smelt and shape some materials, mister."
Bio-alchemy? Angor raised an eyebrow.
He didn't know much about bio-alchemy, but he knew that it was mostly used to modify living beings. The best alchemists were mostly Karabits. For example, the basket witch from Summerdew Ridge was an expert in bio-alchemy.
Angor glanced at Madelyne and waited for her opinion.
Madelyne shrugged, indicating that Angor could make his own choice.
Angor considered for a moment and nodded. "Alright, I'll go with you."
For one thing, he was interested in bio-alchemy anyway. Maybe he could learn something useful from it. For another, he also wanted to avoid unnecessary trouble, such as the wizards from Rest Torch Academy and the others who were waiting for him outside.
Angor followed Maher out of the lab.
Maher took Angor to a separate room in the middle level of the lab. There were some materials and alchemy tools inside. Before Angor could figure out what to do, Maher had already left in a hurry.
The room was divided into two parts. On the left side, there were all kinds of strange-looking limbs, specimens, and surgical instruments. On the right side, there were alchemy materials that Angor was familiar with.
Maher didn't say anything before leaving. Angor didn't know what to do, so he decided to take a look around the lab. There were not only alchemy puppets, but also many other strange objects.
A giant eyeball with countless tentacles was curling up in a petri dish.
Two severed hands that were obviously human were dancing in an observation box.
A crawling creature with a crystal mine on its head was moving around in a nest made of glass.
A woman with the lower body of a snake and a pair of glowing red eyes was licking her lips at Angor.
There were also many other strange creations that surprised Angor a lot. However, these bio-alchemy creations were all very dangerous. Angor would feel a strong sense of danger as soon as he approached them.
However, they were nothing but paper tigers in his eyes. The bio-alchemy creations here were all low-level energy signatures, so they posed no threat to him.
Angor walked around the lab but didn't see anyone coming to greet him, so he decided to go outside.
But as soon as he reached the door, he heard someone coughing from the lab behind him. At the same time, a cloud of black smoke came out of the lab.
Angor choked on the smoke and looked back. He saw a door on one side of the lab being pushed open. A fat man with a black, greasy face crawled out while coughing.
Yes, he crawled.
His fat flesh wriggled forward, and he finally stepped out of the door with great difficulty.
The black smoke came from the other side of the door as well.
Angor looked around and saw a well-equipped lab behind the door. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Fatty, who was lying on the ground, kicked the door shut with his stubby leg.
As soon as the door closed, it automatically disappeared.
"It's ruined! It's ruined! I have to make it again! I don't want it! "
Fatty was lying on the ground, sobbing. Suddenly, his nose twitched as if he had smelled something. "Eh, the smell of a living person?"
The fat man quickly stood up and looked into Angor's eyes through the thin layer of smoke.
"You're … the assistant Maher found for me?" The fat man frowned.
"Assistant?" Angor considered and nodded. "You can say so. He asked me to help you smelt and shape some materials."
When Fatty heard this, he immediately beamed with joy. "That's great, there's finally someone who understands alchemy! I'm going to die from exhaustion alone! "
The fat man mumbled to himself, "There's a wound on the suspension bone and the right wing. Miss Sennefer wants me to finish the refinement by tomorrow morning? How is that even possible? Am I right? "
The fat man looked at Angor, who could only twitch his lips awkwardly. As an outsider, he couldn't say anything bad about Sennefer in front of Frozen Wing, could he?
"I'm not an alchemist, so I don't know much about alchemy." "What do I need to do?" Angor quickly changed the topic and asked, "What do I need to do?"
The fat man didn't mind. He took a break and stood up. "Wait here. I'll go get the materials and the blueprints. Just follow them. It's not too hard. Have you learned Fusion and Solidify? "
"Yes." Angor nodded.
"That's good. It's just that it might take some time to refine," Fatty said as he cast a spell. Instantly, a door appeared in front of him.
However, this door was black, which was different from the white door from before.
Angor opened the door and stepped inside.
Angor stood outside the door and looked inside. Similar to the white door, he saw many tools and decorations inside, which meant it was another lab.
The fat man came out with a pile of materials and several thin pieces of paper. "Let's start with these first. I don't think you'll finish them by tomorrow morning."
The fat man noticed that Angor seemed to be in a trance. Angor kept glancing at the door.
"What? Curious about the alchemy workshop? "The fat man's voice reached Angor's ears.
"This is the alchemy workshop?" Angor asked.
"Yup. That was my Bio-Alchemy Workshop. This is Tooling Workshop," the fat man said proudly.
Of course, Angor knew what an alchemy workshop was. It was a level-1 spell similar to Sorcerer's Garden, which allowed the user to carry an independent alchemy lab with them.
Angor's bracelet seemed to have the same effect. He could store living creatures, magic plants, and so on … but that wasn't the case.
The space inside the bracelet wasn't as stable as one would think. Explosions could easily cause the space to collapse. Alchemy workshops, on the other hand, didn't have such problems.
The fat man was so proud because alchemy workshops were spells, but they required a lot of materials to stabilize the space. They were much more expensive than ordinary storage spaces.
Many wizards didn't even have storage spaces. Angor should be proud that he had two.
"You're an apprentice alchemist at such a young age. You just need to stay here for a few more decades. Maybe you'll have enough money to learn alchemy workshops when you become a wizard." With that, the fat man turned around and walked into the black door. "Don't waste time. Start. You'll get something good …"
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