Ninety-nine percent of mysterious objects are born from nature, each with different causes.
The Observer narrates one of these causes.
This cause corresponds to his speculation about Reynaud.
However, whether the real answer is as the Observer speculated, no one can confirm. Even if a mysterious alchemist comes, they might not have a definitive answer.
Nevertheless, because of the Observer’s words, Angel has developed a great interest in Reynaud... Actually, the Barbarian Cave wouldn’t mind having another mascot?
After all, the Lacey Association’s laboratory is practically half-paralyzed, so Reynaud is basically free. Perhaps Nausicaa could convince him to join the Barbarian Cave and put his remaining warmth to use. In that case, Angel could also observe closely to see if there’s truly a mysterious pregnancy within Reynaud.
Angel secretly made a decision in his heart; maybe he could try it once it’s all done here.
While Angel was envisioning things, his hand was suddenly touched, feeling a bit soft and bouncy, like encountering soft, icy jelly.
Angel looked down, and in the vision of energy, a Void Traveler covered in a faint purple light, like amethyst, was constantly colliding with the back of his hand, with an effort more earnest than a professional extortion team.
"Heideland?" Angel quietly called out its name.
Heideland stopped its "collision" and floated leisurely before Angel, its soft body naturally turning into a pancake shape, trying to cover Angel’s face.
Angel already understood Heideland’s intention... It must be that Wang Wang needed to contact him.
But now seemed not a good time to connect.
Angel glanced at the Observer and found he wasn’t looking at him but was focused on No. 03 in the distance.
Angel thought for a while and finally used his left index finger to lightly tap his forehead.
Upon receiving the "signal," Heideland immediately pressed its soft body against Angel’s face, especially around the forehead, almost completely covering it.
If someone were to use an energy view to investigate now, they would find Angel’s forehead seemingly embedded with a dazzling purple crystal.
As Heideland’s energy tendrils sank into Angel’s forehead.
The virtual network connection was successful.
Angel silently imagined the system’s "ding ding" sound, as a ceremonial necessity of the virtual network connection, although it was rather useless.
Angel: "Wang Wang?"
Almost without delay, Wang Wang’s voice quickly reached Angel’s mind: "I’m here, have you reached the target coordinates vicinity?"
Angel looked distantly at Polo Ye, who seemed to sense his gaze and looked back at him. Angel hastily withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, pretending nothing had happened.
Polo Ye looked at Angel, showing a pure yet eerie smile.
"If the visitor you mentioned from the Phantom Spirit City is a pink octopus, then I’m near it. I’m less than a nautical mile away." Angel replied.
"Yes, it’s precisely it!" Wang Wang was delighted in the Void.
A distance of one nautical mile, for Wang Wang, was practically a face-on coordinate. Before, Wang Wang thought it might be offset by dozens or even hundreds of nautical miles, requiring it to adjust its position upon entering the Southern Domain.
Unexpectedly, Angel had reached this point, closing in at one nautical mile!
This way, there was no difference at all, directly allowing the master to descend!
He could say Angel’s coordinates not only facilitated the master’s actions but also significantly reduced Wang Wang’s risk. After all, its strength was too weak; it would be best not to enter the Southern Domain directly with its physical body.
But the joy was momentary, as it quickly considered other aspects.
Wang Wang was silent for a moment: "You’re, you’re okay, right?"
Wang Wang had seen Angel and naturally understood the great difference in strength between Angel and Polo Ye. Angel being so close to Polo Ye, was he really alright?
Angel didn’t have the same Void traversal ability. This close, was it really fine?
Angel pondered for a moment and understood Wang Wang’s concern: "You don’t need to worry, I’m temporarily fine... By the way, do I need to get a bit closer here?"
Wang Wang: "It’s good, your position is already very suitable."
Angel: "That’s great, this way you don’t have to risk entering the Southern Domain. Polo Ye is very strong, your traversal ability might not be quick enough to respond before it targets you."
Angel’s seemingly casual comfort actually held a personal agenda. He pointed this out so Wang Wang would understand he was exerting and "contributing" for Wang Wang’s safety.
Angel didn’t intend to cash in on Wang Wang’s gratitude; he simply believed the more Wang Wang felt apologetic, the smoother their future interactions might be.
To Angel, Wang Wang possessed two incredibly potent abilities, one for higher-dimensional Void traversal, the other for managing the entire Void Traveler’s "virtual network." Though neither had attack power, their effects were more useful than many mysterious objects, without side effects.
If Angel wanted to visit various worlds or roam the Void in the future, Wang Wang’s capabilities would definitely make things much easier.
However, Wang Wang’s affinity leaned more towards the Dalmatian, thus its attitude towards Angel was slightly alienated.
So, Angel hoped to bridge the gap using this sense of guilt. Anyway, he was speaking the truth, and Angel wouldn’t harm Wang Wang, therefore he had no qualms in pretending to be "contributing."
On the other hand, Wang Wang could indeed feel Angel’s sacrifice for it.
After all, Wang Wang was not familiar with the complicated and varied human mind; it tended to have a straightforward view. Therefore, it genuinely felt somewhat guilty.
"Thank... you."
Angel discerned the sincerity in Wang Wang’s voice, his lips slightly curving: "It’s nothing, even if this place is extremely dangerous, and Polo Ye’s strength could easily kill me with a flick, it’s okay, I’m not dying just yet. Also, you don’t need to feel too guilty; I’m not here purely because of you, I also want to witness the rise of the disordered object..."
Angel’s words were clearly a strategy of retreat for advancement.
Angel asked Wang Wang not to feel guilty, yet described the current danger and reality, making Wang Wang feel even more apologetic.
The effect was noticeable.