Thanks to the sign, Angel finally reached his destination after getting lost several times. He firmly refuses to admit that he is a road idiot, it must be because the crypt route is too scattered, yes, that's it!
When Angel arrived, Sairum was eating, and he was eating the roasted meat he bought at the Crypt Market and served with kombu soup.
"Angol, it's great to meet you! The barbecue I just bought is still warm, shall we eat it together?" Sairum was very happy to see Angel, and happily tore the barbecue in half.
Angel quickly waved his hand and pointed to the bag in his hand: "I just ate very full at the market, and I brought some snacks for you and Nausicaa."
Bottles of beautifully installed milk, as well as various dairy desserts, were placed in front of Sairum, with a dazzling array of tricks. But there is one thing in common - it's all dairy. Cow milk and goat milk are still in the normal category, but narwhal milk, grass milk, ice coccus milk, etc... These are some classes.
Looking at the row of dim sum, Sairum wondered, "Angol, do you like dairy products?"
Angel froze, "No, how could you have such an unreliable illusion."
Sairum pointed to the dim sum: "These are all dairy products. The smell of milk is floating all over the house."
"Haha." Angel turned his head: "Because you are still young, it is good for children to eat more dairy products, so I bought them for you. I personally don't like these very much."
"Oh, is it?" Sairum was a little suspicious.
"Everything is laid out, don't go and call Nausicaa." Angel pushed Sairum out of the door, and he took a deep breath until Sairum disappeared at the end of the alley.
How could such a lofty image in Sairum's mind be ruined by dairy products. Angel secretly swore that he would never bring dairy products over in the future, which would be too detrimental to his lofty personality!
After a while, Sairum came back, but he was alone.
"Miss Nausicaa is still meditating. She said that I should say hello to you on her behalf, but she won't come." Sairum sighed, showing a worried look: "Miss Nausicaa has been unable to settle down. , Every time she meditates, she can't drive away the distracting thoughts, which makes her very worried, so she can only meditate continuously, but it seems that the effect is still not great."
"This is also a necessary process of cultivation. After all, it is not an exercise from a young age. It is normal to have more thoughts. This is a small threshold. It's good to cross the threshold. Nausicaa's life experience is very rich, which will make her in the follow-up cultivation. Save a lot of effort." Angel said.
It's been almost a month, and she doesn't even know where she's taking her first step. No wonder Nausicaa is anxious.
"What about you? Have you found your spiritual power?" Angel asked Sairum.
"Not yet, but I have a clue. I believe that this step should be completed recently." Sairum said.
When Sairum knew that Angel was already at the gate of the third step, envy and surprise filled his eyes, but he was not jealous.
"You are one step ahead of us again. It seems that I have to work harder." Sairum instantly boosted his morale and his fighting spirit was high.
After chatting with Sairum about the current situation again, they said goodbye and left. Angel picked up the remaining snacks and walked to Nausicaa's room.
When entering the door, Nausicaa was still sitting on the bed, meditating silently.
Angel looked around the underground compartment, there was no difference from when he moved out more than a month ago, at most there were some daily necessities. A female's room is even more monotonous and deserted than Sairum's room.
From these details, you can see how hard Nausicaa is. Put all your energy into meditation and nothing else.
Angel noticed that on the platform of the vent, there was the long-handled pipe that Nausicaa usually smoked. Angel walked over and held the pipe in the palm of his hand. There was no shredded tobacco in the pipe, and the handle was still covered with dust. It could be seen that her master had not used it for many days.
"Why are you here?" The sexy voice was still the same, just a little more hoarse.
Angel raised the bag in his hand: "I brought you something to eat, the dairy dessert that girls love, I bought it for you specially."
Nausicaa shook her head, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Angel handed the thing to Nausicaa, then waved the pipe in his hand: "Where is your tobacco?"
Nausicaa casually pointed to the snakeskin bag in the corner: "Why, you also want to learn to smoke? Stop it, it's better for children to drink more milk."
Angel ignored Nausicaa's ridicule, poured the cut tobacco into the pipe, lit it, and handed it to Nausicaa.
Angel said: "It smells really bad, I don't smoke it."
Nausicaa: "Then why are you burning it?"
"You smoke, maybe if you smoke, your mind will be purer." Angel said this, and waved his hand behind Nausicaa's back: "A lot of things, the more you drill into a hole, the more you get rid of them. You can’t be in a narrow situation. Change your way, change your mood, and return to the most natural you. Maybe you can escape the cycle. I’m leaving first, and I hope you can cheer up when I see you next time.”
Looking at Angel's figure walking farther and farther, Nausicaa looked at the smoke rising from her hands again, as if she had something to gain.
…
When he returned to the apprentice town, when Angel passed an alley, there was a strangely dressed boy, who was teasing a bird in a plaid dress, holding a pile of finely chopped bird food in his mouth. Cuckoo chirping, as if hoping for a bird to fly down from the sky.
That bird was Toby. Angel did not know that young man. But judging from his strange dress, he should also be a wizard apprentice.
Angel walked into the alley, and immediately alerted the boy and the bird.
The young man turned his head alertly, and Angel clearly saw the young man's appearance through a touch of sunlight that fell by chance.
Wearing a strange round metal hat with antenna and thread-like embellishments on the top; the boy's face is not clear because he wears a pair of brown goggles that take up half of his face. It's not surprising that he was wearing a brown coat, green pants, and a red scarf wrapped around his neck.
When Angel was looking at the boy, the other party was also looking at him.
Angel stretched out his hand to the boy, the boy took two steps back vigilantly, but found that the other party was not greeting him at all, only to see the bird that ignored him in mid-air, circled in a circle, and landed on Angel. hand.
The teenager saw Toby's intimacy with Angel, and wondered: "Is this magical pet raised by you?"
"Magic pet? No, it's not a magic pet, it's my friend, it's called Toby." Angel put Toby on his shoulders, and then pointed to himself: "My name is Angel, and I only joined this year. Newcomer to the Savage Cave."
The teenager introduced himself when he saw one person and one bird. He shyly took off his goggles, revealing a freckled face: "My name is David, I'm one year older than you, and it's been five years since I came to the Savage Cave. , I'm sixteen this year. Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to do anything to Toby, I just wanted it to help me experiment with the craft I just made."
David took out a metal rod shaped a bit like a propeller from his slanted bag.
"I'm a helper in the Prome Alchemy Shop. This is the first alchemy work I've made. I call it the Spiral Flyer." David held the small screw in his hand with a look of frustration on his face: "Because of the lack of materials , it can only be used as a mini flying machine, I can't use it myself, I just want to find a small creature to test, so, I saw this bird..."
"Oh, so it is." Angel suddenly realized: "But, don't birds fly by themselves?"
David was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that something was wrong: "Yes! How could I forget that birds can fly!"
David showed a mourning expression, "Oh, I'd better go to the creek and catch a rabbit to test..."
"It's okay, let Toby try it. I'll let it fly without using wings when it doesn't involve its own safety. In this case, even if it fails, Toby still has wings and won't fall off." Angel I am also very interested in this aircraft.
He remembered that in the alchemy album recorded in the Nightmare Realm, there were several power maps of the aircraft, and he didn't know which power device David was using.
…
After a while, the spiral aircraft was placed on Toby's back.
"Come on, Toby!" Angel made an encouraging gesture.
Toby glanced at Angel with contempt. When Angel leaned over, Toby stuck a paw on his face, thanks to Toby's lack of sharp claws, otherwise there would definitely be four blood holes on Angel's face, but even so, he still had more handsome faces A red stamp.
"Take off! Take off!" David put all his hopes on Toby with his beautiful wings.
David stretched out his finger and silently injected a magic power into the energy source of the spiral aircraft.
"Using magic crystals for energy is too wasteful, so temporarily use magic power instead of the energy source." David explained.
With the injection of magic power, the alchemy device started to start, the red light on the lever turned on, and then the spiral wing began to fly and rotate. In Toby's stunned state, the spiral wing lifted off quickly and kept lifting off. , continue to lift off, still lift off, lift off, empty empty empty...
Look at the little black dots that are getting further and further away.
Angel turned his head to look at David: "Is there no steering device?"
David smiled harmlessly: "I haven't learned that yet."
There was a fire in Angel's eyes: "Then what's the use of the aircraft you made!" Immediately, he raised his head and shouted anxiously: "Toto Toby—I lost the aircraft—"
Toby in Yundian was thinking about Tori, should it continue to fly, or should the aircraft be dismantled? At this moment, it faintly heard Angel's cry, and Toby responded immediately.
With a wave of its wings, the aircraft on its back fell.
Then, Toby hovered down and finally landed on Angel's shoulder.
On the other side, David walked over with his head down, holding the shattered aircraft.
Angel thought that David was distressed by the aircraft, and was waiting to come forward to comfort him. After all, he let Toby drop it.
But when Angel got closer, he realized that David was sad, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop hooking up: "Hey hey, the aircraft is flying, great! I succeeded!"
Flying is success? Angel looked at David with a look of pity, this child's vision is really small.
But in the next second, Angel's pity turned into full of resentment.
- Can you clarify this kind of defective product before testing it? If Toby hadn't understood human language and could fly, it would have been completely useless.
Although this is not for money, it is fatal!