Chapter 233
"The wizard who purchased the centaurs was ambushed and killed . Those centaurs escaped from their cages and ran away . Rumors told that it was those dark wizards who did it . Are you looking for those centaurs?"
"Yeah, but I need your assistance," Angele said in a low voice . "The intel said that there are many wizards going after those centaurs . It’s very likely that the wizard was ambushed because someone wanted his goods . Some people will do anything to continue their lineage and those centaurs are perfect for that . "
"Don’t worry about it . My family has already sent people for that . " The old man lowered his voice . "If we find them, I can send two to you . " The old man thought that Angele was going to transplant the signet to him and was happily cooperating with him .
"Thank you so much," Angele responded with a smile on his face .
The white centaur’s ancient bloodline was harder to extract than that of the harpies’ . But with two centaurs, Angele could still extract a small amount of the bloodline . He could accomplish that only because he had the help from the chip . Zero could control the energy particles and find the hidden bloodline accurately . The only thing he needed to do after was to try to get rid of its impurities .
It was nearly impossible for other wizards to have such precise control of the energy particles . If they were to try to do so, they would need an extremely high level of mentality to perform a similar operation .
The two chatted for a while, with the tension between them almost disappearing bit by bit .
It seemed like the old man felt much better after Angele spoke of sharing the signet with him . After their conversation, he realized that Angele knew a lot more things than he had expected .
At first, Ander thought Angele was just an average Gas stage wizard, but he soon realized that several of the young man’s theories were interesting and complicated . He decided to swallow his pride and then asked Angele some questions regarding ancient bloodline research .
Wizards were all knowledgeable . However, most of them needed to keep revising the knowledge they had learned . Basically, the more a wizard knew, the slower it would be for him to absorb new information .
Unless one had the photographic memory, it was nearly impossible for them to memorize everything they studied .
Only a small number of wizards had developed some special techniques to memorize information they obtained much faster than others and they were given the title called ‘Master Scholar’ .
Ander’s impression of Angele changed during the conversation . Now, he was certain that Angele was very close to the level of a Master Scholar . Most of the time, it was him listening to Angele’s theories regarding the extraction method . Never did he manage to think some of the theories the young man mentioned in the past .
He did not despise Angele anymore and he realized that he was a much weaker wizard than the young man in regard to theoretical knowledge . Ander had even begun considering Angele as the most talented wizard he had ever met .
They chatted for two more hours and finally stopped when Angele realized that it was already nighttime .
Angele learned a significant amount of information regarding the fundamentals of potion concoction system from Ander . Similarly, it seemed like the old man was satisfied with the new information he acquired .
"It’s late . Let’s stop it from here," Angele suggested .
"Sure, I learned a lot from you today . Sorry, but I didn’t expect you to be so knowledgeable . " Ander’s attitude had changed a lot . Although the two still did not trust each other, the atmosphere between them was not intense anymore .
"Not a problem . Thank you for enlightening me on the potion concocting techniques . "
They praised each other before cutting the connection .
The light from the crystal orb slowly faded .
"Are you done? Master?"
Peter was waiting on the sofa patiently the whole time .
"Yeah, you can leave now . Thank you, wizard Peter . It’s a pleasure meeting you . " Angele smiled .
"You’re welcome, I’ll see you later . "
Peter said goodbye to Angele and left the house . Angele sat on the sofa with eyes blinking, thinking about his future plans .
He stood up after about half an hour, then he carried the crystal orb and headed to the biological lab on the second floor .
Angele walked straight to the table and grabbed the crystal bottle with the turtle flesh inside . The special crystal bottle would preserve the meat for a certain amount of time .
‘I should try to inject more of its blood into the creatures . ’ Angele stared at the bottle and made his decision .
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Several months later, in the morning .
*BOOM*
Something exploded inside the biological lab .
*Creak*
The door was pushed open . Dark thick smoke rushed out of the room, and a man covered in black ashes stepped into the hallway .
"Crap!" Angele coughed several times . A thin layer of metal barrier dropped to the ground, which was coated with the black ashes .
"Master Green, towel . " Alice had already gotten used to such situations, so she calmly handed a wet towel to Angele .
"Thanks . " Angele grabbed the towel and wiped his face with it .
"Prepare the carriage for me . I need to visit someone," Angele ordered .
"Understood . "
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