Translator: SumTLMan
Having finished their business, Sanders left the Gravity Garden with Angel. They left the study together, but Angel planned to go to the greenhouse to see Toby first, while Sanders needed to find Goode. After the previous ordeal, Phantom Island had been largely repaired by Gloria, but there were still many details that needed his attention.
As they walked down the corridor, Angel was lost in thought when Sanders suddenly asked, “From what I just heard, are you planning to start testing the Prelude of Reincarnation experiment?”
“Yes, we need to figure out the purpose of those white light bullets.”
Sanders pondered, “Did you get the ghosts?”
“I got two units of ghosts from the Resource Allocation Hall earlier… But it’s strange that Saka, Nisi’s apprentice, suddenly contributed the ghosts.”
“Saka… Nisi’s apprentice?” Sanders chuckled softly, unsure if there was friction between Angel and Nisi or something else. Angel not only had a grudge against Hookdick but also had some disagreement with Saka.
“Yeah, I don’t know what he’s up to.” Angel shrugged. “When we were in the Soul Valley, Saka said some inexplicable things too, which made no sense.”
Sanders didn’t pay too much attention to the grudges between the apprentices, “Perhaps he’s trying to make amends.”
“Maybe.” Although Angel didn’t know much about Saka’s character, he felt that Saka wasn’t someone who would easily bow his head. However, since this action was clearly a goodwill gesture from Saka, he could only temporarily accept this conclusion.
“You must take all necessary precautions when conducting the Prelude of Reincarnation experiment. No one knows what changes the ghosts will undergo under the influence of Mysterious Power. Also, you’d better go to the Resource Allocation Hall and get a new communicator. Last year, the organization redefined the communicator by adding a long-term image retention feature. This feature can effectively help you record changes in experimental samples when you’re busy.” Sanders advised.
A new communicator? Angel sighed. The crystal ball communicator hadn’t been replaced for a thousand years in the Savage Grottoes. Unexpectedly, it was updated last year? It could now retain images for a longer time than before?
Despite this, Angel was still skeptical, as the holographic tablet could also be used for long-term recording.
Moreover, Angel had seen more advanced communicators in Sky Mechanical City, which not only allowed long-distance communication but also had some interesting additional features. If more functions were integrated, it would be somewhat similar to the smartphones of Earth’s civilization.
Although he was skeptical, Angel nodded, “I’ll replace it later. By the way, is the new communicator still in the shape of a crystal ball?”
“What, you don’t like the shape of the crystal ball?” Sanders asked casually.
“Not really, just asking.” Angel had no problem with the crystal ball, but there were so many alchemical items in the Wizarding World that looked like crystal balls…
“It’s only available in the crystal ball style.” Sanders paused before continuing in a slightly teasing tone, “The communicator was crafted under the guidance of Liana, but the appearance was determined by Rhine Mute. Perhaps he has some obsession with crystal balls.”
Sanders dared to tease Rhine Mute, but Angel didn’t dare to and could only keep silent about his words.
“By the way, you’re now an alchemist too. If you think the crystal ball design is ugly, you can craft your own communicator. I think the formation you crafted for the Monument of the Strange Ring looks pretty good.”
The rare compliment from Sanders made Angel feel very pleased, but the next second Sanders said, “Unfortunately, the illusion inside is just a toy for entertainment, wasting a beautiful shell.”
Angel: “…” Sanders was right. The Monument of the Strange Ring was indeed just a ‘little toy’ for entertainment, but wasn’t that what you asked me to craft?
Seeing Angel’s expression change instantly, Sanders chuckled: “Let’s not talk about that. Speaking of Liana, I mentioned to her that you should go to her to learn alchemy. It seems you’ve already surpassed her in metal and stone studies. However, if you’re interested in learning about potions, you can still go to her directly.”
As he spoke, Sanders took out a delicate red rose from his bracelet and handed it to Angel.
“This is a pass to the Rose Garden. Although she’s more proficient in aromas when it comes to potions, it doesn’t affect her achievements in crafting them.”
Angel took the crystal-made red rose, and although he didn’t need it right now, it didn’t mean he wouldn’t need it in the future. After all, he planned to delve into potion studies.
After giving the red rose to Angel, Sanders parted ways with him to deal with the “New Phantom Island” matters with Goode.
Angel turned and left the mansion, walking towards the greenhouse.
Halfway there, Angel heard a sobbing sound. He looked in the direction of the source and saw a group of people in black robes gathered near a hillside.
The people in black robes were all black shadow servants, wearing masks, bowing their heads, and exuding a heavy, sad atmosphere.
The sobbing sound came from Wimbledon, who was kneeling on the ground, crying loudly, and calling out.
Angel stood for a while, and the whispers carried by the wind quickly made him understand the reason. A black shadow servant with the number 41 had been turned into charred remains during a previous thunderstorm. Now, the friends of shadow servant 41 were digging a grave for him, sending him off on his final journey.
Angel watched for a while, then shook his head and turned away.
Although only Wimbledon was crying, the endless sadness in the air made even him, an outsider, feel somewhat empathetic.
“Master Pat,” Angel hadn’t walked far when he saw a black shadow servant also standing and looking at the hillside.
“You are… 233,” Angel recognized his number, “Why are you standing here, aren’t you going to take a look?”
233 shook his head: “No, although 41’s body is dead, his soul has been taken away by Butler Goode. I believe Butler Goode will make proper arrangements for him.”
“Master Pat, I have other things to do, so I’ll take my leave.”
After 233 left, Angel turned his head to look at the hillside again before heading to the greenhouse.
Although the black shadow servant is still an extraordinary race, their death carries a soul. Angel thought that if Mentor Jon or his brother Leon were to die, there probably wouldn’t even be a trace of their true soul left. Thinking of this, Angel felt slightly disheartened.
Before Angel reached the greenhouse, he saw a dazzling golden tree towering over everything, its canopy covering the entire greenhouse area and emitting a rich milk fragrance.
Resisting the urge to taste it immediately, Angel entered the greenhouse first.
The previous thunder and lightning were awe-inspiring, and although they didn’t affect the greenhouse, Angel was still worried about the condition of the Kulakuka people inside, as well as Toby’s situation.
But when he entered the greenhouse, he unexpectedly found that the physical condition of the Kulakuka people was not as bad as he had imagined. Instead, after overcoming the pressure of their willpower, many people’s chronic ailments had been alleviated to some extent, and they had even gained some opportunities.
As for Toby’s condition, it was better than Angel had anticipated. He and his little friend, the moon bellflower fairy, were lying on the window of the greenhouse, looking at the tree outside that emitted a rich milk fragrance with a look of extreme longing.
Not only Toby and the flower fairy, but the Kulakuka people were also curious about the tree outside. Angel had already heard more than one sound of swallowing saliva in the greenhouse.
Upon seeing Angel, Toby immediately flew to him and rubbed his face with his little head.
His intention to please was quite obvious.
Of course, Angel knew what Toby wanted; he was just craving the taste. However, he wasn’t sure about the safety of the tree outside or whether it was suitable for Toby.
With that in mind, Angel took Toby outside the greenhouse.
He quickly constructed a model in the mental space, and soon, a faint light shone in Angel’s eyes.
Under the appraisal of the Eye of Nalda, various information symbols floated out of the golden tree. To Angel’s delight, he didn’t see any unknown factors among these symbols.
The absence of unknown information made the appraisal result smooth.
Not only did it reveal the name, function, efficacy, and even the cultivation method of the golden tree, but it also integrated all this information into Angel’s mind.
“The name is Milk Fruit Tree, and it’s actually a beginner-level magic plant. Not only can the trunk and leaves be used as magic materials, but the sap and fruits produced are also low-grade ingredients. Gloria’s gift is quite generous.” Angel looked carefully, and the sap was beneficial and harmless to the human body, and it could gently adjust harmful factors in the human body.
When Angel saw the effects of the sap on ordinary people, he had an idea to transplant the seedling of this tree to Pat Manor. Because its effects on ordinary people were much better than those on extraordinary beings. Regular consumption by ordinary people could even result in a lifetime free from illness and prolonged lifespan.
After confirming that it was harmless to living organisms, Angel nodded to Toby, “You can drink it, but just make one cut. Don’t make more cuts in the future, as it would harm the Milk Fruit Tree.”
Upon hearing that it was drinkable, Toby hurried to the side of the Milk Fruit Tree.
Angel returned to the greenhouse and said to the moon bellflower fairy, “You have wings, so you can fly out and collect some sap to share with the Kulakuka people.”
The moon bellflower fairy was still a little shy when facing Angel and hid behind Grandma Babaya, just sticking her head out to nod slightly to Angel.
Angel noticed that the magic servant mark on the moon bellflower fairy had disappeared, and it seemed that Toby had already dealt with her former master.
Seeing Angel’s gaze, the moon bellflower fairy hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to offer her heartfelt loyalty to Angel.
However, Angel shook his head and refused, “If you want to express your loyalty, do it to Toby.”
The moon bellflower fairy was of no use to him, and he only kept her for Toby’s sake. Moreover, since the moon bellflower fairy was brought by Toby, the responsibility should naturally fall on Toby himself.