Chapter 920 (1/2)

Chapter 920: 287. Soul Awakening_2

Although she couldn’t see the true face of the mysterious person, Selena immediately speculated the identity of the mysterious person.

It must have been the two “Saint Tier” combat wizards who had come to assist in the battle.

With anger seething within her, Selena didn’t hesitate to confront the three of them for trouble.

Afterwards, Noland Lee didn’t have to read her memories to know what happened.

Selena furiously lashed out at Lonco, unexpectedly discovered the true identity of the “Saint Tier” wizard, and then received a letter from her father…

After this series of events, Lonco, Benjamin Jelani, and Clinton “Windhawk,” along with Selena’s father, were convinced that Noland Lee’s injuries were serious.

The memory fragment ended here, and Noland Lee felt greatly relieved.

“As long as everyone thinks I need a long time to recover, then my and Denise Green’s secret exploration of the magic relics is less likely to be leaked.”

Noland Lee, holding the kitty, pushed open the door to Denise Green’s study room.

Denise Green was sitting in her chair, eyes closed and expression relaxed.

She was still negotiating with the “Lamp of Resurrection.”

Noland Lee pondered for a moment, left Kitty with Denise, and then used a flight spell to head underground.

First Underground Level.

The wooden culture tanks had been completely constructed.

The pale green culture fluid was stored in a large glass barrel next to it, ready to be poured into the culture tanks at any moment.

The warcraft materials were sealed in glass jars full of liquid, placed on a dark wooden shelf.

Ceiling lamps with crystal appearances lit up the entire First Underground Level brightly, leaving no dark corners.

Throughout the walls, there were pipes, air windows, and magic circles for ventilation.

Despite the constant flow of air here, the smell of preservative potions was unavoidable.

This scent wafted from the glass jars storing warcraft materials.

In the glass jars were magic materials such as the gallbladder of sea serpents, their ointment, the electric organs of thunder beasts, their charging horns, and the mucus and tentacles of soft-bodied magic beasts…

All sorts of strange and peculiar warcraft organs presented before one’s eyes, matched with dark, restrained classical-style furniture.

If the lights in this place were to be dimmed, it would resemble the organ storage of a serial killer.

When Noland Lee arrived here, Nolin was already busy at work.

She was checking the warcraft materials on the shelf one by one, testing the quality and shelf life of the culture fluid, and had activated the alchemy array to produce a large barrel of backup culture fluid.

Around her, dozens of spider-like mechanisms acted as her assistants, flying and circling around her.

They handed her wrenches, hammers, screwdrivers, or carried trays, glass jars, and moved trash and alchemy materials.

These nimble spider mechanisms, under Nolin’s control, worked seamlessly, like flowing water.

“Sir, you’re here,” Nolin said, while turning a screw on the array with a wrench, and glanced back at Noland Lee:

“I recalculated the awakening time of Nicolette a few times. She should wake up in about 4 hours.”

“4 hours…”

Noland Lee looked at the soul stone kept in the metal box and cast a Deconstruction spell.