Warlock Apprentice

The sound of turning pages echoed again and again in the quiet room, and Angel’s brows which were initially relaxed, became furrowed high.

He had already turned ten pages, all filled with various inexplicable data listed. Among them, some magic energy formulas were used, which Angel had seen before, but knowing the magic energy formulas didn’t mean Angel could infer from the data.

Even if he could infer, it would at least require a complete data chain. The data in the handbook had a completely disrupted logic with no connections. Angel couldn’t discern what Tizarro had written from it.

Just like knowing a person’s name is Link, you have to deduce, without any other clues, whether the wind blew on the day his childhood rival was born.

Is that possible?

Perhaps others might have means to infer, but Angel couldn’t do it.

In the current pages he was browsing, the only thing Angel recognized were the occasional lines written by Tizarro, and these lines were very simple: Experiment No. 98, Experiment No. 99... Experiment No. 102...

From Tizarro’s records, it was apparent that these data were for his experiments. However, Angel didn’t know what experiments Tizarro was conducting... and he wasn’t particularly interested.

Angel’s most urgent matter at hand was personal reflection; after completing that, he had to learn the knowledge of an Official Wizard, practice various spell techniques, study and analyze the green pattern, address the alchemy experiments required by the Research and Development Institute, not to mention the development of the Wilderness of Dreams. These things already kept him extremely busy, and he genuinely wasn’t interested in other people’s experiments.

The main reason for reading this handbook was because, while temporarily staying in these relics, he wanted to understand the previous owner.

Angel turned a few more pages, and it was the same as before – all kinds of data records. From the scribbled handwriting, it was clear that Tizarro had written them at different times.

Angel suspected that these data were merely random bits of information Tizarro jot down when he was inspired.

Words that resembled ”inspirational notes” were impossible for Angel to understand. So, in his subsequent reading, Angel skipped directly over any messy data without scrutinizing or pondering on them.

This approach considerably sped up the browsing process.

The first four-fifths of the entire handbook were basically filled with various data from experiments, but these experiment data only continued until Experiment No. 116 and then stopped.

As for Experiment No. 117, it was specifically recorded on two separate leather scrolls, which Angel had not yet read.

Near the end of the handbook, Angel finally saw something different.

”Southern New Calendar, 6563, Resurrection Moon, Late Third Day.”

”Experiment No. 116 failed again... I hate the Resurrection Moon; the snow is falling too heavily, freezing all my thoughts. I guess that’s part of why the experiment failed. I need to change the climate; maybe that will open my mind.”

After turning the page, Angel unexpectedly saw that the handbook went from the Late Third Day of the Resurrection Moon to the Fourth Day. This was a clear deviation from the time jumps seen in the previous pages.

In previous pages, it transitioned from the summer of the New Calendar 6561 in one second to the winter of 6562 in the next.

This was the first time the handbook recorded a span of only one day.

”I changed the climate, the ice on the plateau melted, feeling the scorching wind, I feel a bit hot... not just a bit, it’s too hot, the ice fish I was raising outside got roasted dry, though they taste fine, I don’t want to eat fish at this time of year; I’ll change the climate again.”

”After changing the climate twice, I noticed the experimental subject seemed to undergo some changes, and these changes sparked some inspiration in me. If I alter that external condition, perhaps the mycelium will continue to split! I decided to initiate Experiment No. 117 immediately!”

Angel turned a page, and the next page didn’t record information about Experiment No. 117; it was still some notes by Tizarro.

It appeared that the handbook had transformed from initial ”inspiration notes” into a ”mood diary.”?

The following pages were mostly Tizarro’s sentiments, occasionally mentioning his experiments, but primarily filled with various complaints and grumbles.

From these notes, Angel could basically gather that the predecessor from the Barbarian Cave had a strong penchant for sarcasm.

In short, he liked to contradict everything and held everything in disdain.

However, Tizarro did have the qualifications to do so. According to the Tree Spirit that revealed information earlier, Tizarro, who was the previous long-term resident of these relics, was quite powerful then, comparable to the current Sanders.

At least at the level of Second Level True Knowledge.

On the following pages, Tizarro continued with his sarcastic style, picking apart everything he didn’t like. Angel thought these rants would persist till the end, but towards the final three pages, Tizarro’s sarcasm unexpectedly vanished, and he wrote a line with a puzzled tone:

”I took stock of the creator’s experimental tools in the relics, something seems a bit off.”

The third-to-last page only recorded this line, but it was the first time Tizarro mentioned the creator of the relics.

Angel was personally quite curious about the relics’ creator; based on his guess, the creator should have been an Alchemist, which naturally caught more of his interest.

Moreover, when he previously inquired about the relics with the Tree Spirit, although some stories about Tizarro were mentioned, nothing was ever said about who the original creator of the relics was.

Was it unknown, or just not to be mentioned?

Angel turned to the second-to-last page, which also just recorded a line, and again had no sarcasm.

”I figured out what was wrong. Among those experimental tools, there’s a very crucial object missing -- a placement analysis table!”

Upon reading this, Angel paused for a moment. The placement analysis table was actually a specialized auxiliary identification tool, with many elements that could connect with the identified object, an extension of the Eye of Nalda. Almost every Alchemist would have one; Angel himself had one too.

Tizarro’s definitive assertion that the ”placement analysis table” was missing indicated one thing: Angel’s guess was correct, the original owner of these relics was definitely an Alchemist!

Thinking of this, Angel continued to read the handbook.

”It’s impossible for the creator to display all other experimental tools but hide the placement analysis table, something’s not right... I didn’t see the placement analysis table in other rooms either, could it be that there’s a hidden room here?”

A hidden room?!

Angel paused again. Did Tizarro really mean what he said?

He was eager to find out the answer, and quickly turned to the next page, the last page of this handbook!