Angor couldn't help Brofen with his bio-alchemy. He planned to stay away for a while, but Brofen didn't seem to mind. "We're only repairing, not creating. If you're interested in bio-alchemy, come inside and have a look."
Angor's eyes lit up and he nodded without hesitation.
Brofen waved a hand and opened the door to the workshop. This time, it was a white door, which was used for bio-alchemy.
Angor followed Brofen into the workshop and was shocked by the strange creatures inside. Compared to the ones he saw outside, the ones here were all perfect, while the ones outside were all failed products.
For example, he saw an eyeball covered in tentacles outside, which already surprised him a lot. But here, he saw a giant evil eye at least two meters tall, surrounded by countless tentacles. When the tentacles opened up, Angor could see that they were also covered in eyes.
Just looking at it was enough to make one's hair stand on end.
"That's an evil spirit I created," Brofen said proudly. "It's called Nyaforte," Brofen said proudly. "It's one of the Ancient Evil Gods of Loft."
Brofen's pride was replaced by regret. "But the real Evil God has already passed away in Loft's past. This is just a replica made from the Demonic Eye."
Brofen gestured to the other creatures in the workshop. "These are all my creations. If you're interested, I can introduce them to you in detail later."
Angor didn't refuse. "I'd love to hear more about them."
Many people who visited Brofen's workshop would be curious about these alchemy creatures. However, Brofen didn't want to introduce all of them. He only felt proud when he introduced someone who was already famous in the field of alchemy like Angor.
Without wasting any time, Brofen led Angor to the operating table.
"I'm going to create living tentacles. This is the foundation of my alchemy, so I won't explain it to you. Take a look." With that, Brofen took out a pile of living tentacles that Angor had never seen before, as well as some half-finished products he made outside.
Brofen didn't say anything while he was refining. As he said, he was only repairing and not creating, so he didn't mind people watching. How much he could learn would depend on himself.
He didn't dare to use his spirit feelers to observe Brofen, for fear of disrupting the process. Therefore, he could only observe with his naked eyes, so the things he could obtain were very limited.
However, he did not mind. Watching was also a form of accumulation of experience.
While reading, he also recalled some general information about bio-alchemy he had read before.
There were also different schools of bio-alchemy. The mainstream school of bio-alchemy was the Centrus school of bio-alchemy used by the Karabits. This school of bio-alchemy used "cells" as the basic unit and was good at grafting and transformation.
Brofen had mentioned that the foundation of his school was the Living Tentacles, which meant that he was most likely from the Olag School. The Olag School was a mainstream school that specialized in synthesis and modification.
Brofen kept adding alchemy materials into the "living tentacles", which Angor couldn't understand. Soon, the tentacles began to grow and spread.
The tentacles gradually formed into something very complicated.
Brofen threw the tissue out of the alchemy workshop. The tentacles quickly melted into the ground and automatically moved to a suitable spot on Frozen Wing to be repaired.
Angor was quite surprised to see this.
He was also surprised by Brofen's transformation.
When Brofen began to refine the tentacles, the energy around him began to shrink rapidly. At the same time, Brofen's body began to shrivel.
He used to be a fat man, but as his body dried up, his swollen facial features became more angular. Even his greasy hair was starting to look tame.
In the end, Brofen became a handsome young man.
Brofen frowned and continued his work as if he didn't notice it at all. Any young girl who saw Brofen's serious look would probably be attracted to him. Of course, if they looked down and saw all kinds of blood and living tentacles, they would be terrified.
Half an hour later, Brofen finished repairing the last tentacle.
He heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, and then looked at the hourglass beside him.
His eyes were filled with surprise. "I didn't expect it to be completed within four hours!"
Brofen's mouth moved slightly, and Maher, who was waiting outside, was delighted when he heard that the repair was complete.
"The Frozen Frost Wings have been repaired. Now, prepare to restart!" The Frozen Frost Wings began to operate as soon as Maher's voice fell.
Brofen smiled at Angor as the Frozen Wing continued its journey. "Thank you so much for your help. It would've been a lot harder if it wasn't for you."
Brofen didn't ask about Angor's progress because he knew it wouldn't be much.
"It's better if it's done as soon as possible." Angor chuckled.
Brofen said, "Now that the Frozen Wings have been repaired, I should be fine for the time being. Why don't I show you my work?"
If he went back now, he would still have to deal with those wizards. It would be better for him to stay here.
Brofen's introduction of his new creation was a stark contrast to his usual quiet self when he was crafting. Plus, Brofen would get even more excited if Angor complimented him, and he would tell Angor about his crafting ideas.
These were exactly what Angor wanted to hear.
Even though Brofen noticed Angor's flattery, he still couldn't help but feel happy.
But when Brofen brought Angor to a small cubicle, he suddenly stopped talking. "Ahem, I can't go in there. It's my unfinished experiment."
He peeked inside and saw a giant tentacle hovering in the air, as well as a giant figure. The tentacle was different from the ones he saw before. It looked more like the tentacles of an octopus.
"I'm a little hungry. Let me take you out for a bite." Brofen closed the cubicle door and led Angor outside.
This was Brofen's alchemy workshop, and Angor was the owner while Brofen was a guest. Angor shrugged and followed Brofen out of curiosity.
Brofen led Angor out of the lab and down a winding path inside the iceberg. Angor saw many Moonfrost Guards along the way.
They were all doing their own things, but they all showed respect when they saw Angor and Brofen.
After walking for a minute or two, Angor saw a bar with a rainbow-colored light at the entrance.
"Moonfrost Bar" was written on the sign.
Below the sign was a line of fine print: 007.
"Almost every Frost Wing has a Moonfrost Bar branch," Brofen whispered. Brofen lowered his head and whispered, "Because Miss Sennefer is behind Moonfrost Bar. She loves to drink, and she only drinks Frostmoon Bar's Frostfire Bentley. "
Brofen shrugged. "I'm not interested in Frostfire Bentley anyway. I prefer plain black rum."
With that, Brofen stepped into the bar with an excited look on his face.
…
A moment later, he rubbed his temples to ease his headache.
Brofen, who was sitting across from him, was quickly devouring cups of rum and roasted monster meat.
Angor assumed that Brofen was just trying to change the topic. As a wizard, he had many ways to keep himself in peak condition, and eating was one of the most time-consuming ways to do so. Of course, the food of a Gourmet Wizard was a different story.
But judging from Brofen's behavior, he was probably really hungry.
Brofen ate like a hungry ghost. As Brofen continued eating, his handsome face began to swell up again.
By the time Brofen muttered to himself that he was only half full, he had already reverted back to his fat form.
Meanwhile, Angor only had a small plate of roasted meat.
Angor put down his fork and knife when he saw Brofen still eating. Brofen's way of eating really made him want to choke.
"That's just how this guy is. He's so popular when he's doing alchemy, but he can't stop eating when he's free. Some witches in the union used to like him a lot, but then … Tsk tsk. Let's not talk about it anymore. "A cold female voice came from behind.
Angor was surprised. When he entered the bar earlier, he didn't see anyone here except for a mortal chef. Even the waiters were puppets. Since when was there another woman here?
Angor turned around and saw a white-haired woman with fiery eyes sitting at a table on the other side of the aisle. She was holding a glass of wine and sipping it elegantly.
Angor was surprised to see the woman sitting next to him.
Not long ago, he saw her at the top of an ice mountain. She was the famous "Witch of the Wilds", Sennefer.
Brofen told him that Sennefer liked to drink here, and Angor didn't think much of it. Angor didn't expect to see Sennefer in person here.
Obviously, Sennefer was talking to Angor.
Angor felt a little uneasy in front of such a powerful truth-finder wizard. Before he could think about how to respond, Brofen, who was sitting across from Sennefer, took the opportunity to talk back to her. "Look at yourself. What's the difference between you and me?"
There were at least 30 empty wine bottles on Sennefer's table. Angor had to admit that Brofen was right.
The bottles were small in size, but Angor could feel the ripples of space spreading out from them. Angor guessed that the bottles were specially made by alchemy, which gave them more storage space as if they were engraved with Expansion Runes.
There were more than thirty empty wine bottles. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were buckets … Oh, wine barrels.
Sennefer and Brofen were about the same.
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