Division of Labor

Angel had originally wanted to ask about the fat man's identity, but the man clearly had no intention of introducing himself.

Angel shrugged. It seemed there was no hope of secretly learning some biological alchemy from this. Still, so be it. He could treat it as a chance to hide away in peace.

Then Angel picked up the blueprint and sat down to one side.

After reading through the steps on the blueprint, he did not hesitate in the slightest. He picked up the materials and began smelting.

After the fat man entered the black door, he suddenly remembered that although he had given the young man outside the blueprint, he had forgotten to explain some specific smelting procedures and material ratios. They were all basic components, but few alchemy apprentices could grasp the precise quantities involved. At that thought, the fat man immediately set down his work and prepared to go out and tell Angel.

Yet the moment he reached the black doorway, he saw firelight flickering outside.

"He's already started smelting?" The fat man frowned. "Don't tell me he's just messing around?"

Even if what was being smelted were all basic materials, they were ultimately meant for Frostwing. If the slightest detail went wrong, it could easily cause the whole thing to collapse.

At that thought, the fat man's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He quietly stepped out, intending to stop Angel. But after standing to the side and watching for two seconds, he discovered that Angel's measurements and smelting procedure were both correct, and his speed was even faster than he had imagined.

The fat man quietly retreated through the black door and muttered under his breath, "The person Maher brought this time is quite reliable."

Anyone who could immediately identify the proper smelting ratios and procedures