Chapter 303 Bass's Visit <TOC> Chapter 305 The Gift from Promi
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“Is Mr. Pat concerned about the reputation of the Sky Tower?” Bass seemed to discern Angel’s thoughts. “In fact, there’s no need to worry about others’ opinions. Not to mention how powerful Mr. Pat’s mentor is, your alchemy alone can deter the insignificant from acting recklessly. Just think of Master Promi, who saved you after your competition with the Parasite Mother, killing many in the process. Yet, now, no one dares to trouble Master Promi.”
“Therefore, there’s no need to belittle yourself. Moreover, Mr. Pat’s mentor is that esteemed figure; I am certain that in the future, the number of people who dare to disrespect you in the Mirror World won’t exceed the fingers of two hands.”
Bass’s argument was clear and concise. What caught Angel’s attention was that Bass had easily discerned his thoughts, clearly skilled in understanding human nature. Considering Bass’s previous candidness about investigating information and even presenting the data from the Butterfly Bar in front of everyone, his series of actions seemed like a tightrope walk that could easily annoy Angel if deviated slightly.
However, Bass’s tightrope walk was impeccably executed. He wrapped his malicious intent in sincerity and presented it to Angel, not only preventing annoyance but also making it seem justified.
After all, Angel and Bass were strangers; even if there was malicious intent, it was minuscule. Once Bass had explained his tiny malice, all that was left was abundant sincerity.
Suddenly becoming acquainted, close friends, or even lovers is related to the secretion of certain hormones in the body. When the passionate hormones are depleted, whether the relationship can continue depends on the sincerity between the two. Bass’s move was extremely clever, showing a sincere attitude from the very beginning. If the two were to become close in the future, it would be difficult for Angel to find fault looking back.
Angel lowered his eyes, concealing the emotions in his gaze, “Let’s put those matters aside for now. I’d like to know why Mr. Edward has come to see me.”
Bass hesitated. He originally intended to continue building goodwill and presence, but Angel seemed to see through his thoughts. Bass’s expression remained unchanged, but he decided to abandon his roundabout approach for a more sincere attitude, as his intentions were still too obvious and urgent for someone as perceptive as Angel.
“Actually, my purpose is quite simple; perhaps Master Promi is aware of it as well.”
Angel glanced at Bass and focused his gaze on Promi.
Promi whispered in Angel’s ear, “Bass once came to me requesting that I forge a weapon, also meant for restraining the undead. However, his requirements were more stringent than those of my old acquaintance.”
Angel looked up, surprised, and turned to Bass, “You also want a long-range weapon to counter the undead?”
Bass nodded, “Just now, I saw the ghostly silhouettes in the dark clouds in the sky. I assume the alchemical artifact you’re forging is also designed to counter the undead?”
Angel nodded, but inwardly he sneered: So he could deduce the type of my creation from the alchemy anomaly? Would he have to hide away in the deep mountains and forests if he wanted to create some secret special artifacts in the future?
Bass: “May I have the honor of taking a look?”
Angel fell silent for a while and glanced at Promi. Although he had crafted the revolver alone, it was customized for Promi, so he needed Promi’s consent beforehand. However, as an alchemist himself, Promi’s reputation would be affected if word spread that he had commissioned another alchemist to craft a weapon. In order not to embarrass Promi, Angel didn’t ask and just hinted at him with his eyes.
Angel’s considerate action made Promi feel very comfortable. Promi’s eyes rolled, and he learned from David that Angel seemed to be short of money recently. Since Angel was so accommodating, he didn’t mind reciprocating.
Promi spoke indifferently, “The long-range alchemy weapon Bass desires is not only to counter the undead, but also to eradicate a large area of undead at a distance, like mowing grass. To achieve long-range, area-wide attacks, and finally to harvest the undead that even wizards find difficult to handle, tsk tsk, it requires so much, and I can’t create it anyway.”
“Such an alchemy weapon might be available in Sky Mechanical City for a hundred or eighty thousand magic crystals. Perhaps there would be an alchemist willing to take the order.” When Promi mentioned the “hundred or eighty thousand” magic crystals, he caught a glimpse of Angel’s eyes gleaming, knowing that his “reciprocity” had hit the mark.
Although Angel’s eyes gleamed, Bass’s gaze was dim. How could he possibly possess a hundred or eighty thousand magic crystals?
With his extremely shrewd eyes, Promi quickly deduced that Bass couldn’t afford that price and immediately softened his tone, “Of course, the real value of this weapon isn’t worth a hundred or eighty thousand, at most twenty or thirty thousand magic crystals. With good luck, it might even be won for ten thousand magic crystals.”
After Promi finished speaking, although Bass tried his best to appear calm, his gaze still flickered with hesitation. Promi, who had been closely watching Bass, didn’t miss that flicker of doubt.
Promi quickly gauged Bass’s psychological limit with a few words. But since he decided to support Angel in making more money, he naturally had to dig a little deeper into Bass’s psychological bottom line.
“However, that’s assuming you’re willing to spend time waiting for the Sky Mechanical City auction. After waiting for decades, perhaps you’ll get lucky and win it for ten thousand magic crystals.” After leisurely saying this, Promi finally turned to Angel, “I can’t create such a powerful weapon, Angel, can you?”
In the shadows, Promi subtly threw a glance at Angel.
Angel blinked his left eye. It was just acting in cooperation, and he already had plenty of experience in the Twilight Arena, where he had acted in front of hundreds of mortals.
At the right time, Bass also set his gaze on Angel. If Angel could really create it, he might have to spend a fortune.
Angel “hesitated” for a moment, “This… is very difficult.”
Disappointment appeared on Bass’s face.
“However… I can try. Although the probability is very low, there is still a slim chance of success,” Angel said cautiously, “Perhaps, if the heavens favor me, it might actually work?”
Upon hearing this, Bays covered the excitement in his eyes: “Could Mr. Pat please try it for me?”
At this point, Bays had completely forgotten about wanting to observe the “Silver Revolver” and focused all his attention on Angel, eagerly hoping that he would agree to this extremely challenging alchemy.
“Well…” Angel hesitated.
Promi interjected at the right time: “Young people are indeed admirable. I don’t even have the courage to try the experiment, but Angel, you dare to face it directly. In this regard, you’ve surpassed this old man.”
Bays earnestly said to Angel, “Over the years, I have saved up 15,000 magic crystals. If you can fulfill my wish, I am willing to offer them to you.”
15,000 magic crystals? Angel felt that this price was already near the peak. Although the weapon might attract irrational competition at an auction, reaching 20,000 to 30,000 magic crystals as Promi mentioned, its actual value was only a few thousand magic crystals, at most just over 10,000.
This was because the material limited its potential.
Currently, Angel was barely considered an intermediate-level alchemy apprentice by using an energy stabilizer for enchanting, but in reality, he hadn’t reached that level.
The basic alchemy spells he knew were still: thermal fusion, cold condensation, and magical hand.
To truly reach the intermediate alchemy apprentice level, he had to learn more advanced spells: smelting, freezing, intermediate magical hand, and magical barrier.
Magical barrier was an elective. If you had stronger defensive skills or possessed defensive bloodlines, you could abandon the magical barrier, but the other three spells were essential.
Using thermal fusion and cold condensation to process materials had a lower limit of ungraded materials and an upper limit of low-grade materials, requiring a significant amount of magic power and time. However, when processed with smelting and freezing spells, the lower limit starts with low-grade materials.
Angel hadn’t even begun learning smelting and freezing spells, so his “intermediate alchemy apprentice” title was greatly inflated.
Once he learned smelting and freezing spells, he would be able to manipulate more valuable materials, and the alchemy materials would determine their potential.
The Silver Revolver that Angel crafted, using a small portion of low-grade materials and a majority of ungraded materials, had already reached its maximum potential.
Thus, he was well aware that a price of over ten thousand magic crystals was already quite high.
He didn’t intend to take advantage of people too much, leaving some room for future encounters. Moreover, judging from Bass’s cultivation level, his guiding method must be highly compatible with him, and the probability of advancing to a formal wizard could perhaps exceed 20%.
Angel decided to wrap up the “act” and agreed to Bass’s terms. So he feigned indecision, “But the probability is so low, I’m afraid…”
Before Angel could finish, Bass added another bargaining chip.
“I can offer an additional material.”
“Ah? Material?” Angel exclaimed in surprise. He was ready to agree, but he didn’t expect an unexpected gain.
“Yes, I came across this material by chance, and I originally planned to send it to the Sky Mechanical City for auction. If Mr. Pat agrees to refine it for me, I can give it to you as a down payment.”
Angel exchanged a glance with Promi. A material that could make it to the auction at Sky Mechanical City was certainly extraordinary.
“May I take a look?”
“Of course.” Bass made a gesture of compromise, and Angel nodded, greeted Promi, and then took Bass to the underground laboratory.
Upon arriving at the basement, Bass looked around the packed laboratory, then casually leaned against a wall. He said to Angel with an amused smile, “I didn’t expect you and Master Promi to have such a good relationship. He really cherishes you.”
With a simple sentence, Bass pointed out their previous joint “act.” Angel gave an awkward smile.
Considering Bass’s expression earlier, everyone was actually acting. With Bass’s scheming mind, how could he not see through such poor acting?
“To be honest, I am in desperate need of such a weapon, as it relates to my chance of becoming a wizard,” Bass paused, “I don’t mind paying any price, even if it means spending all I have.”
At this point, Bass was obviously trying to brush off the previous “act.”
“The material I mentioned is a demonic plant… from the Planar Rift.”
Chapter 303 Bass's Visit <TOC> Chapter 305 The Gift from Promi