Chapter 546 Weaving Dreams <TOC> Chapter 548 Turtledove Occupying the Magpie's Nest
Translator: SumTLMan
Jon wandered alone in a foreign world, forced to part with his wife and daughter.
Angel had lived with Jon since he was a child, so he knew very well that Jon often woke up from nightmares in the middle of the night. Therefore, Angel intended to give Jon the Dreamweaver Ant, not only for novelty but also to prove the story of a dream within a dream. Most importantly, it would make Jon’s dreams less painful, so why not?
The exchange continued, and everyone’s enthusiasm for communication grew.
Angel noticed that whenever a newcomer who had come to the exchange for the first time spoke, the others stared intently. Probably, these veterans knew that it was not easy to get knowledge from acquaintances, so it would be best to meet a newcomer like Angel who could trade the key to the Energy Stabilizer.
The one speaking at this moment was a newcomer.
Viking from the Breezy Valley.
He did not hide his appearance. With only half a body left, he was easily recognizable, and his inspirational story had been featured as a headline in some gossip magazines. Almost everyone who followed the Purification Garden knew him.
“I came here not to exchange something but because I received some information. I heard that among the people present today, there are people from the City of Trade, the Karabians,” Viking paused, slowly looking around at the people present.
Karabians, the human race closest to Homo sapiens in terms of physical traits, had diverse appearances and were difficult to distinguish from appearances. So Viking’s sweep yielded little clues.
Seeing no response, Viking continued: “I hope to make a trade with the Karabians hiding among you. I want to obtain a transplantable lower limb.”
“As for the price, you can contact me first, and I will definitely give a satisfactory price,” Viking finished, saying nothing more.
He was the first to use “money” for a trade at this exchange, which made Landis, who was determined to create a high-end exchange platform, a little surprised. However, for some reason, when he faced Viking, he always felt an eerie feeling, so he did not make a fuss and fell silent.
After Viking finished speaking, Angel noticed that several people pressed their communicators and sent messages to Viking.
Angel did not expect that there were so many Karabians at this exchange.
This race was sparsely distributed in the Southern Region and was mostly in other realms far away in space and time. Karabians were keen on biological research and life transformation. It’s no wonder that Viking hurried here as soon as he heard that there were Karabians.
Viking did not choose to trade elsewhere but directly walked into the back compartment with several black-robed men.
The exchange continued, and from time to time, someone successfully completed a trade and went to the back partition.
This caused the number of people present to decrease. Originally, Angel sat in the latter half of the clockwise direction, but it quickly became his turn.
Angel stood up and said directly: “I need a roll of Abyssal Dragonhorn Beast tendon. If anyone has it, we can trade.”
“As for the reward, you can propose it, and I will decide if it’s reasonable.”
Angel finished speaking and sat down.
Just as he sat down, he saw a message sent to the communicator in front of him: partition 17.
With the appearance of this message, Angel saw someone leaving their seat. He quietly followed the person into partition 17.
The partition looked small from the outside, but it was spacious inside. There were not only tables and chairs, but also a pot of hot tea with wisps of white smoke, emitting a faint fragrance.
The person closed the partition, and under the light from above, Angel saw their appearance.
This was a woman wearing a strange smiling mask, with short red hair and a leather coat, looking very capable.
The first thing she did upon entering was to untie a whip-like object from her thigh and buckle it onto the table.
“This is the Abyssal Dragonhorn Beast tendon. You can examine it.” Her voice was as clean and sharp as her attire.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll take it and run?” Angel walked up and picked up the long tendon.
“I don’t believe the famous Mr. Pat would do such a thing.” She sat down on the chair with an ambiguous expression.
Angel was not surprised that she knew his name. If Landis could reveal information to him, they could also reveal information to the seller.
However, it was rare for someone to directly call him by his name instead of adding “Sanders’ disciple” as a prefix when complimenting him.
Soon, Angel put down the tendon: “Yes, it is indeed the Abyssal Dragonhorn Beast tendon, and the quality is very good.”
“Since you also agree, shall we discuss the trade?” The red-haired woman didn’t take it back but looked at Angel instead.
Angel: “Sure, what reward do you want?”
The red-haired woman mysteriously smiled, leaned into Angel’s ear, and whispered softly: “I would like you to help me craft an item…”
After a while, the red-haired woman left the Abyssal Dragonhorn Beast tendon and an ancient, rough-edged parchment on the table and left alone.
Angel was silent for a moment and lifted a small corner of the parchment. Before fully unfolding it, he saw a Vivid Blood Red.
He did not unfurl the parchment, but closed it directly.
Although he didn’t know why the woman asked him not to open it in a place with outsiders, since Angel agreed to the transaction, he decided to keep his promise.
Placing the parchment and the Abyssal Dragonhorn Beast tendon into the bracelet, he walked slowly out of the compartment.
As soon as he left, Angel accidentally brushed against another person who came out of the neighboring compartment.
Subconsciously, Angel said: “Sorry.”
The other party didn’t say anything and turned away.
But another man in the compartment suddenly froze… This voice, this voice…
He rushed out, looked around at the entrance, but found no one nearby, obviously the other person had already left.
“Viking, have you changed your mind and decided to trade with Vulda? Snake legs are not good-looking, there’s no artistry in them,” a query came from the compartment.
The man who rushed out was Viking, who had just talked with a Karabit named Vulda and broke off the conversation. The other party had only half the body of a wooden water snake, which would become a powerful lower body after transplantation, but after transplantation, he would become half-human and half-snake, and many of his previous bloodline techniques would become unusable. After thinking for a while, he refused Vulda and made a deal with the last person in the compartment.
But as Vulda opened the door to leave, he heard a voice.
He wouldn’t mistake that clear and cold voice.
It must have been the person who saved him in the Purification Garden. Although the other party claimed to be a “bystander” and said it was just a helping hand, it was a helping hand to that person; for Viking, it was a life-saving grace!
He originally thought that he would not meet the other party again in his life, but unexpectedly, he was also at this exchange meeting?
“Viking, do you want it or not? If you do, hurry in!”
Viking looked around but still didn’t see anyone. Maybe the other party had left, or returned to their own seat?
Viking didn’t go searching immediately, but returned to his own compartment. If he remembers correctly, the other party should have come out of the compartment on the left. The compartments on the left are compartments 17 to 10. After the exchange meeting is over, ask the Profound Alchemy Association for more information… There is no hurry.
On the other hand, after Angel left, he didn’t stay at the exchange meeting any longer.
His purpose had been achieved, so there was no need to waste more time. Although Landis’s voice transmission came to his ear, hoping to have an alchemy exchange with him, Angel ignored it and left the exchange hall directly.
The longer he stayed here, Angel felt a cold feeling behind him, and his back was faintly itchy. It was better to leave as soon as possible.
Not long after Angel left, in an underground hollow of the Profound Alchemy Association, a woman in a gorgeous black and gold ceremonial robe knelt respectfully on the ground. In front of her was a mass of material resembling a black hole.
Profound, mysterious, and evil.
“Honorable master, is this seedling suitable?” The woman’s voice was cold and carried a metallic oppressive tone.
After a while, the black hole opened a bloodshot eye in the middle, and distant, ethereal syllables were directly imprinted into the woman’s mind: “He has already been marked, don’t bother with him…”
To maintain its dignity, it did not tell the female attendant how terrifying the one who marked was! The thought of terror was even transmitted directly from its body to its essence!
…
Angel left the exchange meeting and went directly to Fingernail Alchemy House.
From a distance, Angel saw the lights lit up at Fingernail Alchemy House, and the fragrant wooden puppet stood at the entrance like a wooden stake.
He had initially prepared for the fragrant wooden puppet’s questioning, but to his surprise, as soon as he approached, the fragrant wooden puppet turned sideways and made a welcoming gesture to Angel.
Angel walked into the shop with confusion.
Perhaps because the Profound Alchemy Association was holding an exchange meeting, there were no customers in the shop, only Fingernail Granny sitting behind the counter.
“Fingernail Granny, good evening.” Angel greeted respectfully and then asked with confusion: “Did Granny remove the threshold for entering the store?”
Fingernail Granny raised her head: “Of course not.”
“Then I…”
“I just let the fragrant wooden puppet remember you.” Fingernail Granny saw that Angel was still confused, and she said indifferently: “It’s just a small matter because I find you pleasing to the eye.”
Angel’s mouth twitched, and he said nothing.
“Are you here to buy materials?” Fingernail Granny inquired.
Angel shook his head: “I’ve arranged to meet someone here. Granny doesn’t mind, right?”
Fingernail Granny said indifferently: “It seems that you have gained a lot from the exchange meeting. As long as the person you are meeting can pass the test of the fragrant wooden puppet, there will be no problem.”
For the following time, Angel stayed at the Alchemy House, sitting on the sofa, taking out paper and pen to write and draw.
He wrote the magic energy formula of the Fire Melting Spell, trying to take advantage of the waiting time to finally deduce the Fire Melting Spell.
When Angel had completely deduced the model of the Fire Melting Spell, the door of the Alchemy House was opened—
Chapter 546 Weaving Dreams <TOC> Chapter 548 Turtledove Occupying the Magpie's Nest