Bab 680: Testing White Bullets

Angor carried a bucket of pale yellow milk back to his bedroom with a straight face, but on the inside, he was terribly eager to try out the new drink.

This stuff was valuable, tiered material as well. He wondered what it would taste like.

After making sure his door was fully locked, he canceled his poker face as teeming jubilation took control.

While humming joyously, he downed a glass of Milkberry Tree sap in one go. The rich aftertaste quickly brought a bigger smile to his face.

Now that's top-class! Too bad it isn't sweet.

While enjoying more of his milk, he took out a notebook from his bracelet, which contained his personal plans since he started studying wizardry.

Using his unique language—Hanzi—he quickly left a brand new plan.