Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 301 - 300 If the Words Dont Shock I Wont Rest in
Chapter 301: Chapter 300: If the Words Don’t Shock, I Won’t Rest in Peace
Chapter 301: Chapter 300: If the Words Don’t Shock, I Won’t Rest in Peace
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Late at night.
The gloomy darkness enveloped the surroundings, making the streets as deserted as a graveyard, Angel walked along the street, her footsteps “clack clack clack” echoing clearly.
“Gulp,” Angel swallowed, subconsciously lowering her footsteps, then noticing the street became even quieter, as silent as being in a coffin.
Angel shivered, trembling as she glanced around, unable to resist quickening her pace.
“Clack clack clack…”
The sound of footsteps resumed, Angel felt a slight relief in her fearful heart, but thinking of the matter at hand, extreme anxiety arose again, as if a hundred little rabbits were scratching at her heart.
Biting her lip, using the dim light from the stars, Angel looked towards the courtyard on the street and muttered to herself, “It should be here, yes, it should be here…”
Speaking, Angel walked towards the courtyard gateway, about to knock. Suddenly remembering something, her hand retracted as if shocked, she bit her lip and stepped back, looking at the gate as if it were the gaping maw of a ferocious beast, and she, a little white rabbit willingly walking into it.
This…
The little white rabbit—no, Angel—frightened, quickly moved away from the gate, slowly turning her head to look at the other gates on the street, her expression anxious, as if she was about to cry.
Just then, a voice rang out from behind her, “What are you looking for?”
“Ah?!” Angel turned sharply, seeing Richard appear behind her, a smile brightening her face, about to say something when with a “snap,” Richard’s hand pressed down on her shoulder.
Hmm?
Angel was initially startled, then felt a chill throughout her body, her vision uncontrollably darkening. Soon, everything grew darker, her body weakened and she collapsed to the ground, ultimately losing consciousness.
“Hmm… It seems Low Temperature Dizziness not only performs well in rat tests but also in human tests. This could be quite effective in combat.”
Richard looked at Angel lying on the ground in front of him, thinking this, his eyebrows raised, then he fell into contemplation: Now, what could possibly have brought Angel here?
He always disliked being entangled in irrelevant matters because it would delay the progress of his various planned activities. Saving Angel previously in the academy was merely to conveniently test data on the Infected, otherwise, he wouldn’t have intervened, would have passed by like an unrelated bystander and quietly left.
And now, the saved Angel appearing here must mean there is something, like an NPC with a quest in a game. Once she speaks, it’s like accepting a quest, attracting trouble.
So now… how should he resolve this?
Direct humane termination? It would indeed solve everything, avoid trouble, but… wouldn’t that be too humane?
Or perhaps imprison her, keep her like a pet, ensuring that the so-called quest never needed attending to? The problem is, he already has Pandora, a dragon; what would he do with another, a poor little white rabbit?
Would this little white rabbit be eaten by the lazy dragon that loves to sleep? Would this little white rabbit be as obedient as the lazy sleeping dragon? Or maybe…
Well, this seems troublesome, too many considerations, hardly worth it, perhaps sticking to the initial humane termination—even if overly humane, it’s still humane, right?
So…
Richard thought and made up his mind. He walked toward Angel and slowly raised his hand…
…
Darkness, endless darkness.
Suddenly a light appeared in the darkness, and Angel slowly opened her eyes to find herself in a large room without windows. There were no furnishings in the room, but the walls were adorned with many torches and candles, brightly illuminating the space, and she was lying on the floor of the room.
Angel slowly stood up and saw Richard standing not far away, watching her.
Seeing Richard made Angel frown slightly, feeling puzzled because there was a blank in her consciousness, and she couldn’t remember how she had ended up there. She had a premonition that she was supposed to tell Richard something very important, but now she couldn’t remember what it was, which made her anxious.
While trying to recall, Angel asked Richard, “Where is this?”
Where is this?
For Richard, the answer was simple—it was the underground of the main laboratory at the research facility. Due to a spell test that nearly destroyed the main lab, he had recently dug out this huge spell-testing chamber below it for safety reasons. It wasn’t much of an accomplishment, but it was useful at times, such as during spell tests, and like now.
He had knocked Angel unconscious and brought her here to keep her from knowing the real location. After hearing Angel’s question, he casually said, “You don’t need to know where this is, just understand it’s safe here.”
“Uh… safe, safe…” Angel muttered to herself, then suddenly remembered something, and looked urgently at Richard, quickly saying, “You…” But she was cut off by Richard after just one word.
Richard looked at Angel seriously and asked, “You came here specifically to find me, right? So… from where did you learn of my address? Answer me!”
“Uh, well… I saw you during the day and knew you’re Richard. I wanted to find you for a matter, so I asked the students of White Stone Tower. I asked many people who didn’t know you until a thin, small student with blond hair finally told me he knew you and where you lived.
He was very cautious, and only after probing my reasons, he told me your address. After getting your address, I immediately came to find you.
But… because your place is so remote and I’m not familiar with White Stone City, I got lost halfway and wandered for a long time until I finally found your street just now.
Since it took so long, I forgot exactly which house in the street you lived in, and I was about to knock on each door, but I was afraid of disturbing others.” By the end, tears welled up in Angel’s eyes, not knowing whether it was out of frustration or anger at how foolish she felt.
“But luckily, you appeared suddenly,” Angel’s voice lifted as she spoke to Richard, then her eyebrows furrowed again, “But… I think I fainted afterward, right? Then I ended up here…”
Hearing Angel’s story, Richard’s eyes flickered with understanding: the “small student with blond hair” she mentioned must be Gro, as only Gro and a few others like Baki knew where he lived.
But… speaking of which, although Gro had blond hair, he definitely couldn’t be described as “thin and small,” and Richard wondered what Gro would think if he heard Angel’s description. Moreover, if Gro had known this in advance, Richard wondered whether he would still have disclosed the address.
Richard thought and asked Angel, “So, why are you looking for me?”
“Uh, it’s because my teacher wants to kill you,” Angel said, her words strikingly alarming.
Huh?!
