Looking at the outer region expanding faster and faster, No. 03 remained silent for a long time, then carefully took out a bottle from the space.
Inside this transparent bottle, there was a green core, resembling a fruit kernel.
If it really came to facing Sanders directly...
"I can only use it."
No. 03 stared at the bottle, her eyes filled with a hint of intoxication. This fruit core possessed a strange magic power that constantly attracted her, seemingly urging her to swallow it.
Just as she was immersed in the "beauty" of the core, a rumbling sound came from the water mirror.
No. 03 was startled awake.
She turned around, came to the side of the water mirror, and listened carefully to the grand rumbling sound. She could hear a hint of beastly wailing in it, which brought a trace of inexplicable emotion to her eyes, a mix of surprise and a little worry.
"Is this the ninth time? Or the tenth time? Although I heard its wailing, there shouldn’t have been so many times?"
"Moreover, this time the sound is louder, as if right next to my ear. Have they returned? But if they have returned, why are they still using it..."
No. 03 couldn’t figure it out. She pondered for a moment and tightly held the bottle containing the core.
"No. 01, was your choice the right one? I hope everything goes smoothly, not betraying... the will of the Lacey Association."
...
On the other side, inside the first-floor exhibition room of the laboratory.
"We can only take three items, this rule is really disgusting." Nis walked among the various metal platforms, cursing angrily.
"I heard Sanders say that your secret chamber uses the Kruger Lion’s Head as the secret keeper. Except for you, everyone has a limit on the number of times they can step into the secret chamber... if they’re not careful, the Lion’s Head will directly pull the excess space into the void and obliterate it." Kanter’s voice came.
Nis turned his head to look at Kanter, "What do you mean by that?"
"Just a gentle reminder, compared to you, they are actually very generous in their approach."
Nis initially wanted to continue speaking about the double standards, when Angel’s voice suddenly came through the mind ribbon: "So that lion head statue is the Kruger Lion’s Head."
Kanter: "What, Angel, you’ve been to this old codger’s secret chamber?"
Angel: "Yes, I went there, my mentor took me there for the ’Insercott’s Manuscript’ that Wizard Nis collects. That led to cultivating the Transforming Soft-bodied Insect later on, thanks to those manuscripts."
Kanter: "Good thing you went with Sanders; if you had gone alone, considering this guy’s stinginess, he would have let the Kruger Lion’s Head turn you to ashes."
Nis angrily howled in the mind ribbon: "I’m not that petty! When Angel first came to the Soul Valley, he was just a junior apprentice, and I planned to gift him a bottle of bloodline, calling me petty?"
Kanter let out a "Hmm?" sound: "There’s such a thing?"
Nis boasted with pride: "Of course."
In the mind ribbon, silence reigned for several seconds before Angel’s voice quietly emerged: "It’s true, but that bottle of bloodline was... Charm Demon Bloodline."
Angel’s answer caused Nis’s expression to change instantly, and Kanter’s gaze on him became somewhat peculiar.
Nis: "...The Charm Demon Bloodline is still a bloodline, it’s a rare Abyssal Demon Bloodline."
Kanter chuckled a few times, while Angel remained silent, making Nis’s expression increasingly awkward.
After a few seconds, Nis laughed it off: "These are all things of the past... By the way, Angel, we’re now in the exhibition room, according to Reynaud, we can take three items here, is there anything you want?"
Nis was not pretending to be generous; he was already planning to share the harvest with Angel. After all, he remembered the kindness of the slate. Moreover, although he’s a bit stingy, he’s definitely not stingy with friends, and Angel, in his eyes, is already a friend. Kanter calling him stingy was purely a tease.
"What kind of items are there?"
"All of them are soul arms, like the half head of a Pig Man, claws of a spotted mole, an old and withered but deathly foot of an unknown person, and over here the mouth of a frilled magic horned lizard... Well, this mouth opens like a blossom, does anyone really transplant this thing?"
Nis introduced while walking. What he could introduce was only the appearance and basic attributes, as for what soul arms were inside, Nis had no idea.
As for Reynaud, he also knew very little; among all the organs in this base laboratory, only the top three sequence official wizards knew the specific attributes and appearances of the soul arms.
Angel listened for two minutes before he stopped listening.
He was quite curious about soul arms, but perhaps if Nis could research them in the future, or if he found a way to study them himself, he might attempt his own research. For now, however, transplanting organs was not on his mind.
After all, he still hadn’t figured out his own projected bloodline.
"No need to introduce further, if you encounter the hands of Night Butterfly Witch or similar female right hands, you can tell me. The rest, you don’t need to mention."
Nis understood that Angel was looking for these things for Nausicaa and didn’t say more, just mumbled to himself, "You and Nausicaa must have something shady going on..."
Angel did not hear Nis’s words, he had already blocked the mind ribbon and was back into researching the magical energy array. Even if he had heard, he would just smile it off, Nis clearly didn’t understand Nausicaa.
Nis said a lot more in the mind ribbon but seeing that Angel didn’t respond, he already understood that he had tuned out again.
"Studying so engrossedly, who knows what he can come up with." Nis shook his head and continued walking around the exhibition room.
After much difficult decision-making, Nis carefully selected three exhibition items.
These were a mermaid’s left breast, plump and soft as white bread, a fair and tender foot, seemingly perfect as if made of creamy white jade... Because the extraordinary organs on the first floor of the exhibition don’t have much value or differ greatly, with unknown soul arms, if there was a choice, it was best to select something one liked.
As for the last one, Nis chose a crab claw of indeterminate species.
After all, a crab claw is also a hand; Nausicaa might want to transplant it too.
Having picked up the third claw, Nis was imagining Angel’s expression upon seeing it when suddenly, an urgent report sounded from above the exhibition room.
Meanwhile, the mechanical eye hidden within the nameplate also emerged, flashing red light.
Nis looked shocked, "What’s going on? Weren’t we told taking three wouldn’t trigger an alert?"