Chapter 1857 Mechanism <TOC> Chapter 1859 Laboratory
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel meticulously examined the unrelated and incomplete runes on the armor for a long time, yet couldn’t grasp what they were meant to convey.
Moreover, why were they inscribed on such a suit of armor?
Angel couldn’t immediately comprehend the significance of this armor. He pondered for a moment and decided to set it aside for now, prioritizing the search for the laboratory.
As for the peculiarities of this strange armor, if he still couldn’t figure it out later, he planned to consult Tree Spirit.
With this thought, Angel took a deep look at the armor blocking his path, then bypassed it and continued forward.
Due to the appearance of the armor, Angel was certain that this path was different from the one that had led him in circles earlier, confident it wouldn’t have him wandering for over ten minutes without finding an end.
Indeed, as he expected, Angel walked about twenty steps further and saw a staircase leading downwards.
The staircase, winding down like a coiled serpent, led Angel to a door at the first bend.
As he approached the door, the candlesticks on either side immediately lit up.
Concerned about another triggering mechanism, Angel inspected the candlesticks and found that instead of containing oil, they held rough, metallic discs, resembling unfinished alchemical items.
Upon examining these metal discs with the Eye of Nalda, Angel confirmed they were indeed alchemical creations, made from Ghost Phosphorus ore.
The characteristic of Ghost Phosphorus ore is that it emits a ghostly glow like phosphorescence upon sensing the presence of living beings.
Similar to the situation with the candlesticks, these metallic discs likely sensed the living presence emanating from Angel and began to glow for illumination.
Unlike the previous candlestick, this one is not a mechanism.
After confirming that it’s not a mechanism, Angel examined the door. Although decorated with various patterns, it was just an ordinary iron door.
There was a brass nameplate on the door, inscribed with formal runes: “Reception Room.”
Beneath “Reception Room,” in a row of beautifully floral script, it read: “Though it’s for receiving guests, there aren’t many who have the privilege of meeting me.”
Between the lines, it’s evident that the message was left by someone quite haughty and proud.
Angel speculated that this might have been left by the previous inhabitant of the ruins, Tizarro.
Using his mental tendrils, Angel probed inside the iron door and, just as the nameplate suggested, found a simple reception room. Behind the red curtains, he saw a long table with ornate chairs and various clean-looking drinking utensils that probably hadn’t been washed in centuries.
After entering and circling the reception room, confirming there were no energy feedbacks or traps, Angel left the room.
Upon exiting the reception room, Angel continued downstairs. On the next level, he again encountered a door, which lit up as he approached.
Illuminated by the light, the brass plate on the door clearly read: “Study.”
Below “Study,” another row of floral script stated: “I don’t need a bedroom, but I require a study where no one can disturb me.”
“Is this the study?” Angel, sending his mental power through the door, saw rows of tall bookshelves behind it.
There was no dangerous feedback from his mental power, so Angel pushed the door open and entered.
Inside, there indeed was no danger; the bookshelves were neatly arranged, though almost all were empty. Directly ahead, there was a desk. As Angel approached, the candlestick on the desk lit up, likely another alchemy item of the Ghost Phosphorus ores.
The desk was neatly set with a pen holder, ink, and blank paper, as if someone had deliberately cleaned it before sealing the ruins.
The design of the bookshelves resembled those in High Cloud Library, even featuring special runes to restrict reading, only activating for those who met certain criteria.
However, the runes no longer had an energy supply, and their mechanisms had been deactivated. Moreover, the shelves held no important books, just a few mundane writings.
After ensuring there was nothing unusual in the study, Angel continued down the stairs.
Surprisingly, upon reaching the third underground level, it was the end.
This third underground level was different from the others, with two opposing doors. On one door, a brass plaque read: “Material Storage.”
The ornate script below it said: “The material storage is so large, it’d be better to expand the laboratory instead.”
Angel, reading this, was almost certain these words were left by Tizarro, as according to Tree Spirit, only two people saw this ruin as their home and were its masters.
One was the ruin’s original builder, and the other, Tizarro.
The ornate script on the brass plaque was clearly a critique of the builder. This confirmed that Tizarro had written these words.
Angel did not immediately inspect the material storage but turned to the door opposite it. Based on Tizarro’s critique, Angel was almost certain this door led to the laboratory.
Indeed, a brass plaque on the iron door read: “Laboratory.”
Beneath the laboratory, there was also Tizarro’s flowery script, but this time it was not a critique, rather a very brief line of text: “No entry without permission!”
The bright red font highlighted Tizarro’s attitude towards the laboratory, clearly differing from the other rooms.
This is probably the place Tizarro values the most.
Angel glanced at the laboratory, then at the material storage, and finally decided to check out the material storage first. After all, Tizarro’s high regard for the laboratory suggested the possibility of traps and mechanisms inside.
Upon opening the material storage, what appeared was not a room, but a vast space.
Just as Tizarro had sarcastically noted, this material storage was surprisingly large.
It was like a huge cavern, in terms of both height and breadth, several times larger than the other rooms, comparable to a medium-sized square.
In front of Angel was a staircase leading downward, directly to the bottom of this space.
Upon reaching the bottom, Angel became even more certain that this was likely a natural underground cavern. He saw many stalactites, but those emerging from the ground had their tops cut off, transformed into tables and display stands.
Angel casually approached one of the display stands and noticed some writing next to it.
Not in flowery script, but in very formal characters: Dense Meld Gold.
Dense Meld Gold, a special type of magical material.
The writing on this display stand indicated Dense Meld Gold, meaning… this place was once where Dense Meld Gold was stored?
Angel looked again at the other display stands, which indeed all had various materials named on them, suggesting that this place was once used for storing magical materials. However, now it was completely empty.
Angel walked around the material storage and understood why this store was so large; it contained a miniaturized forest area for storing magical plants, and a simulated volcanic environment in the melting zone for various fire-type materials… there were vacuum areas, frozen zones, sand desert zones, artificial lakes, and so on, dividing the material storage into countless sections.
It can be said that this is a very comprehensive miniaturized ecological material storage.