Chapter 305 Promi’s Gift
After sending Bais away, Angel returned to the living room and found that Nausicaa, Salum and David were chatting very enthusiastically, and laughter kept escaping from their mouths. After Angel entered the room, Salum smiled suspiciously at him, and even Nausicaa, who was always meticulous in her words and deeds, smiled faintly.
When Angel listened closer, he realized that David was telling them about the glorious deeds of the "Milk Baron".
"Angel, why did you choose such a name?"
--Leave me alone!
"Angel, what is your relationship with Saka?"
——Enemy relationship!
"Angel, why did you kill the parasitic mother?"
——Because she deserves to die!
David was a very well-rounded person. It was obviously the first time we met, but the conversation was lively. However, the embarrassing thing of betraying him made Sarum and Nausicaa look at him differently. This kind of behavior is really shameful! !
When Salum also left, he secretly said: "Angel, how come you have such interesting friends? You should have introduced them to us a long time ago!"
Salum left with his front foot, and Nausicaa also followed with her back foot. Before leaving, he patted Angel on the shoulder and sighed: "You... have made such a big noise. I really hope that we can grow up to be your backing one day sooner."
Watching his two close friends leave, Angel remembered that what Salum said before leaving actually did not match his expression. He was relaxed when he asked, but his expression was lost.
Angel understood their mood, but he couldn't stop and wait. The journey of a wizard is long, and the only stop is the moment of death.
When he returned to the living room, David was still winking and grinning at him, and Promi walked over: "Have you reached an agreement with Bais?"
Angel nodded, "It's settled. Baith is indeed worthy of being called a genius in the world. I don't know his true strength, but his strong character and exquisite adaptability are indeed beyond my reach. From the perspective of insight into people's hearts, In other words, he is a born wizard."
Promi also nodded: "I know he will see it."
"Then you still want me to cooperate with you in this play?"
"This is not a conflict. I am just telling him the fact that the weapon he wants to refine is indeed very difficult. He only needs to accept this information. We are acting to make him show the greatest sincerity ." Promi said with a smile: "He is a thoughtful person who likes the pleasure of having full control of the overall situation. Our acting is actually to respect his IQ."
Promi said earnestly: "Don't think too much, just get the benefits."
Angel glanced sideways at Promi and couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, no one should be underestimated. Promi is also a man of old age. The reason why Baisi waited until he was alone to point it out was because he could see Promi's thoughts. Already? Sure enough, they are all old foxes. He is a little white rabbit, sandwiched obediently.
Promi didn't ask what information Angel had obtained, he just pointed it out, and his thoughts were as clear as Baisi's.
Angel sat back on the sofa, took out the silver revolver from his arms and placed it on the table.
When Promi saw this silver revolver, his eyes suddenly burst into surprise, and he even stuttered a little when he spoke: "This is..."
"The revolver that marked the prelude to its demise."
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After Promi left, Angel let out a long yawn. He had been working for nearly thirty hours and was already exhausted. When Angel returned to the bedroom to rest, he discovered that Tuo had woken up, sitting on his crib, playing with a small soft bag.
Although its injuries have improved a lot, it has been very sleepy these days because of too much blood loss. It was the first time for me to play so happily.
Angel got closer and wanted to smooth its fur, but found that what he was holding to his mouth to play with was... a space soft bladder.
After asking with doubts, Tuocai lazily said that Promi had left it behind.
Angel used his spiritual tentacles to explore and found that the space soft capsule actually contained dozens of volumes.
After crushing it, I saw that most of these volumes were books about alchemical blending. Although Angel also had these, the classic cases and Promi's personal footnotes in the books made these books even more precious. s things.
The one at the bottom of the volume was the most special leather-less volume. Angel turned the first page and was stunned.
"Prome's Alchemical Notes".
This is an alchemist's most precious self-narrative notes. Angel also has his own alchemy notebook, which records his personal thoughts and experiences after refining his first work.
Promi actually gave him such a precious thing?
Angel flipped through a few pages quickly. From the immature writing and thinking at the beginning to the increasingly familiar operations later on, Angel seemed to have followed Prome through an alchemical journey from shallow to deep.
It wasn't until the last page that Angel saw a sentence from Promi:
Angel, thank you for your help. If I give you the magic crystal, you probably won’t want it. Just take these things that are of no use to me as a thank you gift. ——I wish I could look up to you at the foot of Alchemy Mountain.
"Useless thing?" Angel shook his head and smiled. To Promi, it was indeed useless. But this is a priceless treasure for Angel.
As Promi said, if he had handed him the magic crystal, he would really return it. But this is what Promi gave away. He originally wanted to use the silver revolver to settle his life-saving debt.
But now, perhaps the kindness has been repaid, but the favor has become heavier and heavier.
Probably, this is what Promi wants.
"Sure enough, it's the old fox." Angel sighed again, and then threw himself heavily on the bed, "I can't even bear to refuse!"
When I woke up, it was already the next morning.
Today is the 6th day of the second half of the month of Breathing, and there are still 11 days left before the month of harvest (August). His current card balance is less than 2,000 magic crystals. Even after Baisi's customized weapon is delivered in two days, it will still be less than 20,000 magic crystals. It is still difficult to reach 100,000 magic crystals.
However, Angel didn't worry too much. There were a lot of things he could exchange for magic crystals, but if it didn't work out, he would sell the fragments of ephemera. One hundred thousand magic crystals would be enough.
But Angel did not intend to sell the fragmented ephemera until the last step.
Angel went to the basement to work harder and refine Bais' customized weapons, and then he had another plan. If that plan succeeds, he can earn a hundred thousand magic crystals without relying on fragmented ephemera!
Before going to the basement, Angel opened the curtains and took a look outside. There were far fewer people guarding outside, but there were still a few who looked towards his villa from time to time.
These are ordinary people. Angel guessed that it should be the eyes of some wizard apprentices.
It's really arrogant to set your sights in front of his house in such a big way. Angel pulled down the curtains unhappily. When he saw Prome off yesterday, he deliberately stood at the door for a long time, but the group of people did not come to him.
He wanted to post on his forehead: Take orders! Alchemy takes orders! The master is here and will not wait until the time comes!
He is also planning to take advantage of a few more local tycoons like Bai Si. However, no one came to contact him.
Since it's not for alchemy, why are you waiting at his door? Be a doorman?
Angel returned to the underground laboratory with an unhappy mood.
This time, he still planned to use the revolver as the main body of the weapon customized for Bais, but when selecting materials, he changed several materials to increase heat resistance and stability. Because Baisi mainly wants to attack in groups, the power used must be the maximum, and heat resistance is obviously ranked first.
After changing the materials, the final refining effect is also different.
One day later, when the sky was once again covered with layers of dark clouds, the 8th Apprentice Town once again became the focus of attention. There were even senior apprentices living in the Tree Spirit Courtyard who came over specially.
At this time, Angel was admiring the new achievements.
Different from "Samsara" - "Samsara" is the name Prome gave to the silver revolver - this is a bronze revolver. The gun is made the same as "Samsara", but the pattern engraved on it is not as exquisite. I just polished it casually and deepened the checkering on the butt.
If it wasn't to prevent the gun owner from slipping, Angel wouldn't even want to make a checkered pattern.
Anyway, don’t compromise on the effect. In order to save time, Angel didn’t bother to consider the issue of aesthetics.
There are no engravings, but the bronze revolver is still very beautiful. At least in Angel's view, this is a low-key luxury.
After the refining was completed, before Angel could warm up his hands, he heard a knock on the door outside.
Angel came back from the basement, yawned and looked outside. As he expected, there were more and more people wandering outside because of another strange sign.
"This omen is really annoying. Is it true that I can only go to the barren mountains and mountains to make alchemy in the future?" Angel muttered as he opened the door and came to the yard.
His appearance attracted the attention of many people. This time, they no longer just watched indifferently, but took the initiative to come closer.
Angel snorted when he saw this. Yesterday he was standing at the door wanting to take an order, but if you don't come over, there's no need to talk now! The person I was yesterday is not the person I am today!
Only then did Angel focus on the courtyard door. Who had knocked on the door just now? If you want to find him for alchemy, unless it’s a big order of more than 50,000 yuan, you don’t need to talk to him. Angel was already thinking about how to refuse coldly, but he found that the person standing at the door of the courtyard was Bai Si.
Today, Baisi is no longer the simple gray robe of yesterday. Instead, he is wearing a flamboyant fiery red windbreaker, white gold-rimmed trousers, and even his blond hair is combed flamboyantly, which is very consistent with his aggressive appearance. .
Angel opened the door, and Bais gave him a faint smile: "I came here following the omen, but Mr. Pat has successfully refined it?"
This question made him very embarrassed... He just said it was difficult to refine, but it came out the next day. Isn't this a shame?
"Uh, almost." Angel answered vaguely while welcoming Bai Si in.
"Even the omens are exactly the same. It seems that Mr. Pat is very good at refining them." Bais said with a half-smiling expression.
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