Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 1859: Section 1860: Tizarro’s Handbook

The quiet study room, only the rustling sounds can be heard.

And the source of the sound comes from Toby, who is burying his head in a small fish dish on the table.

It must be said, Asaz’s cooked small fish, the taste is really tempting, even Angel, who prides himself on having good self-control, can’t help but start salivating.

Although the brain is sending signals: Want to eat, really want to eat!

But having just experienced the baptism of the Glutinous Bud Tree fruit, the stomach is resisting the intake of food with all its might.

Angel can only silently drool, but cannot eat.

Toby also understands Angel’s current situation of wanting to eat but unable to, which is why it dares to indulge and feast heartily in front of him. After eating contentedly, Toby even offers Angel a small fish dry, leisurely shaking: Here, for you to eat.

Looking at Toby’s annoying expression, Angel lowers his voice, ”Don’t go too far.”

Toby doesn’t care at all about Angel’s threats, making a helpless expression after being rejected: Since you don’t appreciate it, then I’ll eat it myself.

Looking at Toby’s arrogant and triumphant manner, Angel grinds his teeth in anger.

This guy has become increasingly mischievous since successfully surviving the ordeal... Angel squints his eyes, thinking that he absolutely cannot indulge this fellow.

With this thought, when Toby challenges him a second time, offering him the small fish dry, Angel takes it directly. In Toby’s stunned gaze, Angel does not eat it, but puts it into his bracelet.

Toby immediately became anxious, flying in front of Angel, chirping and chirping for a long time.

”What are you saying? I can’t understand bird language.”

Toby’s feathers bristled with anger, chirping again.

Seeing Toby’s anxious eyes, Angel felt a great sense of satisfaction. Pretending not to understand was something he learned from Toby, using its own method to deal with it brought a refreshing feeling.

”I can’t eat it now doesn’t mean I can’t eat it later. Keep it for one or two months, then it will be the same.” Angel ignores Toby’s protest, calmly saying.

Toby was shocked, probably not expecting Angel to take this approach, it immediately shouted that the small fish dry could only be preserved for half a month.

Angel: ”I’ll eat it even if it’s expired.”

After speaking, Angel also looked at the dish.

Angel’s wicked gaze made the entire bird in Toby feel numb, it chirped loudly and transformed into a gray whirlwind, under Angel’s unresponsive state, it repacked a whole dish of small fish dry into its Snow Feather.

Furthermore, Toby solemnly warned Angel with its expression: The small fish dry is mine, all mine!

Angel: ”I didn’t say it wasn’t yours, I didn’t snatch it. Didn’t you just give it to me yourself?”

Toby glared at Angel angrily, without saying a word. Because it knows it has no reason, if it hadn’t gotten carried away wanting to show off, how could it lose its beloved? Even losing just one small fish dry, Toby feels as if its heart was cut by a knife.

Angel, however, did not care about Toby’s anger, even feeling a little proud, after this encounter, let’s see if Toby dares to flaunt in front of him again.

After a five-minute standoff, Angel wins with a calm and unruffled expression, Toby can only retreat aggrievedly to the other end of the desk, back facing Angel without speaking.

Looking at Toby’s pathetic figure, after a chuckle, Angel coughs twice and says, ”If you want the previous small fish dry back, it’s not impossible.”

Toby doesn’t turn around, but the figure stiffens a bit, obviously hearing Angel’s voice.

”I can even have Asaz make you another dish of small fish dry.”

Toby immediately turns around, its bright red eyes seeming to flicker with starlight.

”If you want these, you just need to do one thing...”

...

Angel coaxed and cheated Toby into the Wilderness of Dreams, letting it join Tullas in guarding the peace of Originheart City.

The reason Angel would do this is largely because he will continue to focus primarily on cultivation, when he is immersed in cultivation, he can’t really take care of Toby. So, hopefully finding something for Toby to do.

Of course, Toby can also go find Greya, Angel wouldn’t stop it either.

On the premise Toby doesn’t want to find Greya, letting it go into the Wilderness of Dreams is actually giving it another option to relieve boredom.

Moreover, the security of Originheart City is indeed somewhat chaotic at present, mainly because Sir Sabel has gone to the Demonic Fiend Laboratory. Without this person’s deterrence, even though Tullas is overseeing things, some disorderly phenomena are still increasing.

Frode even thought about finding a few similar characters to Sir Sabel in reality who could hold the fort, but unfortunately, such characters are very few, and Frode currently doesn’t have sufficient chances to recruit them, and can only give up.

After coaxing Toby into the Wilderness of Dreams, Angel did not immediately begin cultivation but took out a pitch-black box from the desk drawer.

This box was obtained in the lower laboratory.

There is no mechanism on the box... or rather, the mechanism has been dismantled.

Presumably, before sealing this relic, the people of the Barbarian Cave had already cracked the box mechanism, just like the mechanism pattern in the laboratory, the danger has been eliminated completely.

This means, the Tree Spirit should also be aware of the contents inside this box.

Since the Tree Spirit did not specifically remind him, it seems there’s nothing important inside.

Angel slowly opens the box lid, there’s no anomaly, no lock, the lid opens easily.

Inside is a notebook of considerable thickness.

Angel had already opened the box in the laboratory before, but he didn’t read it back then, now is the first time he’s encountering this notebook.

The notebook is made of parchment, though not crafted into a scroll, it is fashioned in a style similar to a glued paper bound book.

The edges of the parchment have started to fray, indicating that the person who used the notebook often flipped through it.

The cover of the notebook has no writing, turning the page, the first page displays a familiar font, the same font as the playful comments below each room outside.

Seeing this font, Angel can be sure the owner of this notebook is definitely Tizarro.

Angel continues to look further down.

Still without any indication explaining the purpose of this notebook, it just casually records a date: Southern New Calendar, Year 6560, Resurrection Moon, First Day.

Now it’s New Calendar, Year 7378, meaning, this notebook records events from over eight hundred years ago?

Angel looks further down, below begins the dense recording of various data.

This data is extremely chaotic, even scattered randomly, some directly slanted records, estimating Tizarro wrote it entirely on whim, with no logical sequence.

Without an internal logical chain, this data isn’t very useful for Angel, but in a corner, Angel found several lines of text, speculating that what Tizarro was recording here should be the data for something called: Experiment 98.

As for what kind of experiment, Tizarro didn’t write.