Chapter 1859 Laboratory <TOC> Chapter 1861 Hidden Room
Translator: SumTLMan
In the tranquil study, the only sound was the rustling of Toby, who was engrossed in a plate of fish snacks on the table.
It’s undeniable that Azaz’s cooked fish snacks were irresistibly tasty. Even Angel, who prided himself on his self-control, couldn’t help but salivate.
Although his brain signaled a strong desire to eat, his stomach, still recovering from the ordeal of the Bud Tree Fruit, resisted the intake of food with all its might.
Angel could only silently drool, unable to partake.
Toby seemed to understand Angel’s predicament of craving but unable to eat, so he brazenly indulged in the snacks before him. After his hearty meal, Toby even offered a fish snack to Angel, leisurely swaying it: “Here, have some.”
Observing Toby’s annoying demeanor, Angel spoke in a low voice, “Don’t push it too far.”
Toby appeared unbothered by Angel’s threat, displaying a resigned expression as if saying, “Since you’re not grateful, I might as well enjoy it myself.”
Watching Toby’s smug attitude, Angel felt an itch in his teeth with irritation.
“This guy has become increasingly mischievous since his successful tribulation…” Angel thought, squinting his eyes, resolved not to indulge him further.
At that moment, as Toby provocatively offered him the fish snack a second time, Angel swiftly took it. To Toby’s astonishment, Angel didn’t eat it but stored it in his bracelet.
Toby immediately became frantic, fluttering in front of Angel, chirping incessantly.
“What are you saying? I don’t understand bird language.”
Toby, feathers bristling in irritation, began muttering again.
Angel, observing Toby’s eager eyes, felt a sense of satisfaction. Pretending not to understand was a trick learned from Toby, and using his own method against him was indeed refreshing.
“I can’t eat it now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be able to later. Storing it for a month or two and eating it then is just as good,” Angel said calmly, ignoring Toby’s protests.
Toby was shocked, probably not expecting Angel to pull this move. He immediately chirped, saying that the dried fish could only be preserved for half a month.
Angel: “I’ll eat it even if it’s expired.”
After saying this, Angel’s gaze turned towards the plate.
Angel’s wicked look made Toby feel as if his entire body was tingling. With a loud chirp, Toby transformed into a grey whirlwind. Before Angel could react, Toby scooped up all the dried fish from the plate back into his Snowy Feather.
Moreover, Toby, with a solemn expression, admonished Angel: “The dried fish are mine, all mine!”
Angel: “I didn’t say they weren’t yours. I didn’t steal them. Didn’t you just give them to me?”
Toby glared at Angel in anger, remaining silent. He knew he had no ground to stand on. If he hadn’t gotten carried away wanting to show off, he wouldn’t have lost his beloved snack. Even the loss of a single dried fish made Toby feel as if his heart was being sliced.
Angel, on the other hand, was indifferent to Toby’s anger, even feeling a bit smug inside. After this incident, he wondered if Toby would dare to act so haughtily about food in front of him again.
After five minutes of standoff, Angel emerged victorious with his calm and undisturbed demeanor. Toby could only retreat sulkily to the other end of the desk, turning his back to Angel in silence.
Watching Toby’s pitiful back, Angel, after a burst of laughter, coughed twice and said, “If you want the dried fish back from earlier, it’s not impossible.”
Toby, without turning around, stiffened for a moment at the sound of Angel’s voice, clearly having heard him.
“I can even get Azaz to make you another plate of dried small fish.”
Toby immediately turned around, his bright red eyes sparkling as if with stars.
“If you want these, all you need to do is one thing…”
…
Angel coaxed Toby into the Wilderness of Dreams, persuading him to join Tulas in safeguarding the peace of Initial Heart City.
A significant reason for Angel’s action was his continued focus on spiritual cultivation. Engrossed in his training, he couldn’t look after Toby, so he hoped Toby would find something to do.
Of course, Toby could also go to Gloria, and Angel wouldn’t stop him.
Under the condition that Toby didn’t want to seek Gloria, sending him to the Wilderness of Dreams was also a way to provide him an option to alleviate boredom.
Moreover, the public order in Initial Heart City was indeed somewhat chaotic at present, mainly because Knight Sabel had gone to the Sinful Momster Laboratory. Without his presence, even with Tulas watching, some disorder was still increasing.
Freud even considered finding a few figures in reality similar to Knight Sabel to command respect, but such characters were rare, and Freud currently lacked the means to recruit them, so he had to give up on the idea.
After coaxing Toby into the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel didn’t immediately start his cultivation. Instead, he took out a pitch-black box from the desk drawer.
This box was the same one he had obtained in the lower laboratory.
There were no mechanisms on the box… or rather, the mechanisms had already been dismantled.
It appears that before this ruin was sealed, the people of the Savage Grottoes had already deciphered the mechanism of the box, similar to the mechanism runes in the laboratory, and the danger had been thoroughly eliminated.
That is to say, the contents of this box should also be known to Tree Spirit.
Tree Spirit did not specifically warn him, so it seems that there is nothing of importance inside.
Angel slowly opened the lid of the box; there were no surprises, nor any locks, and the lid was easily opened.
Inside was a not-so-thin diary.
Angel had opened the box before when he was in the laboratory. However, he had not browsed through it at that time, and now was his first time interacting with this diary.
The diary was made of sheepskin paper, but it was not made into a scroll-like treasure; instead, it was in the style of a pulp paper bound book for easy flipping.
The edges of the sheepskin paper were frayed, indicating that the original user of the diary must have frequently browsed through it.
The surface of the diary was blank, but upon turning the page, the familiar font appeared, the same florid script found below each room outside.
Seeing this font, Angel could confirm that the owner of this diary was definitely Tizarro.
Angel continued to read on.
There were still no marks to indicate the purpose of this diary, only a casually written date: “Beginning of the Month of Recovery, Year 6560 of the New Calendar of the Southern Region.”
The current year is 7378 of the New Calendar, so does this mean the diary records events from over eight hundred years ago?
Angel looked further down, and the following pages were densely packed with various kinds of data.
The data is extremely chaotic, with parts scattered haphazardly, some aligned eastward, others westward, and still others slanted, suggesting that Tizarro likely recorded them impulsively, without any logical sequence or thought process.
In the absence of an inherent logical chain, this information is of little use to Angel. However, Angel did find a few lines of text in a corner, leading to the speculation that what Tizarro documented here pertains to something referred to as ‘Experiment Number 98’.
As for the nature of the experiment, Tizarro did not specify.