Above summarizes Wang Wang’s entire experience.
After hearing all, Angel roughly figured it out.
To simplify, this drop of blood is meant for Angel. The referred Lady Sha Wa should indeed be him.
As for the uses of this drop of blood, others aside, it should be for Alchemy, shown from the Dalmatian’s statement "if given to the Minister of Arms, it can be used for weapon creation". However, the grade of this blood is extremely high, and potentially contains some trickery left by the Thief of Time. If directly given to Angel, with Angel’s current level, he might be spied on by the Thief of Time.
Thus, the blood is temporarily entrusted to Wang Wang.
Angel speculates, possibly because the Dalmatian knows Wang Wang has a special "high altitude" within its body. Only in this high altitude might the Thief of Time be unable to spy.
In the future, when Angel is strong enough or when something refined needs the golden blood, then it can be retrieved from Wang Wang.
That concludes Angel’s interpretation, feeling pretty close to the truth.
However, Angel was still a bit puzzled. He didn’t know why the Dalmatian was so keen on giving him benefits. Was it because Shava had a good relationship with it, or was it planning to "fatten him up before slaughter"? Nevertheless, it wasn’t something he could understand for the time being, so he would have to set it aside.
Angel shared his interpretation.
Wang Wang listened, then looked at Angel with a strange expression: "So, Lady Sha Wa is referring to Mr. Pat?"
Angel: "... You can think of it that way."
Wang Wang was silent for a moment, then shifted the topic: "Lady, does this word have a prestigious meaning?"
Angel: "It’s just a title; whether it has a prestigious connotation depends on the context."
Wang Wang gave Angel a deep look and didn’t pursue the topic further. Yet, it vaguely understood Angel’s significance to the master.
"That drop of golden blood should stay with you. You’re lacking in means of dealing with enemies. That blood can let you unleash a presence similar to the Thief of Time, at least intimidating enough to scare some foes." Angel said.
Angel himself didn’t have much yearning for the golden blood. Though it could be used as alchemy materials, who knows where to use it? Besides, the golden blood carried significant aftereffects. He didn’t want to be constantly remembered by the Thief of Time, so handing it over to Wang Wang was suitable.
Moreover, compared to the golden blood, what Angel cared more about was the two-minute space essence he saw earlier. Speaking of benefits, compared to material possessions, Angel valued this kind of knowledge more, for knowledge can’t be taken and is beneficial for a lifetime. The two-minute gain could significantly outweigh Angel’s twenty years or more of arduous study and research.
"By the way, your high space can store other things, right?"
Wang Wang paused for a moment: "It can."
"Then I’ll store some things in your high space another day?"
Wang Wang had a face full of refusal: "... I’m not a storage box."
Angel: "Just a small amount."
After a brief silence, Wang Wang nodded: "Storing a small amount is fine, but only a small amount."
Angel immediately beamed with sunlight. He had many objects he couldn’t be seen with, and many of them had hidden dangers, like—Lord of the Flameless’s avatar remains.
Previously there was nowhere to put it, so he’d make do by keeping it close. But since Wang Wang’s high space could even block the gaze of a great presence like the Thief of Time, putting it there would be fail-proof.
Angel mentally calculated that if there were other unseen things in the future, they could also be stored with Wang Wang. As for Wang Wang’s "small amount of storage," he directly ignored it.
...
Angel looked around, still surrounded by pitch-black void.
"Even if this is a checkpoint game, there should be a map guide." Angel sighed inwardly. Without any landmarks or guides around, are they supposed to wait silently in the void?
"Can you contact the Dalmatian now?" Angel turned to Wang Wang.
He couldn’t rely on himself; even if he tried, the Dalmatian would only act cute and play dumb in front of him, so he’d have to rely on Wang Wang.
Wang Wang shook its head.
Angel: "Then what should we do now? Just stay here and wait for the Dalmatian to remember us and spit us out?"
Wang Wang: "How about we return to the black room first?"
Angel’s eyes brightened: "You know where the black room is?"
Wang Wang nodded: "I do, I have the coordinates for the black room, we can go there. However, traveling through space within the master’s body requires his approval."
Angel: "Did the Dalmatian agree now?"
Wang Wang shook its head: "I don’t know either."
Angel: "No matter the case, let’s try first."
Wang Wang pondered for a moment and agreed with Angel’s suggestion. If the master didn’t agree, they couldn’t traverse through space anyway.
Then, Wang Wang took Angel to try spatial traversal.
There were no hurdles.
After a sensation of weightlessness, when Angel reopened his eyes, they had left that void and found themselves in a room with a pure black background.
"Indeed, it’s possible." How could a checkpoint game have a blocking section? If one gets blocked, it surely meant the teleportation NPC wasn’t found.
Wang Wang appearing at the right time and place was evidently acting like a tool.
So now the checkpoint had changed from escaping the void to ’escaping the black chamber’?
Angel thought silently, then turned to examine this black chamber, prepared to see if there were any "puzzles" he had to solve.
Then, he saw the Dalmatian obediently squatting in one corner.
Indeed, besides Angel and Wang Wang, the Dalmatian was also in this black room.
Angel and the Dalmatian stared at each other wide-eyed.
"Looks like I misunderstood; there’s no ’escape the chamber’ section—it’s already the grand finale." Seeing the Dalmatian, Angel knew the checkpoint game was over.
Angel walked to the Dalmatian, squatted down, lowered his head, and looked into the Dalmatian’s eyes: "You arranged for Wang Wang to pick me up, didn’t you?"
The Dalmatian puppy looked at Angel with its moist and innocent eyes: "Woof woof woof?"
"The Thief of Time was also your doing, right?"
Continued in an innocent tone: "Woof woof?"
"The golden blood and space essence, those are benefits you gave me, right?"
"Woof woof?"
Angel: ... Just as expected, whenever he meets the Dalmatian, this guy starts playing dumb.
Angel sighed, but he was used to it.
"If you don’t answer, I’ll take that as a yes." Angel put away his helpless expression, smiling broadly at the Dalmatian, extending his hand.
Little puppy stared at the large hand placed before it, hesitated for a while, then placed its little paw over it.
Angel leaned forward to touch foreheads with the little puppy.
"Thank you."
The Dalmatian’s goodwill was remembered in Angel’s heart. No matter how much it acted dumb or cute, Angel would still thank it.
"Woof woof?" Dalmatian tilted its head, still looking clueless, but its gaze was brighter than before.