Section 1067 Compensation

"Have you got the materials you asked Ye to find for you?" Fafnir asked.

"The rest are all there, and there are still fragments of the Fire Stone left. The owner of the Night Pavilion said that we have to wait another day."

Fafnir frowned and pondered, "If we only wait for one day, it should be fine."

The demons are actually suspicious of each other. It should take some time for the awakened incident to ferment. And there is a reaction period after the delay period. If it is one day, it should be able to wait.

"Then wait another day." Fafnir nodded.

Since we have to wait another day, how to spend the next day was raised by Fafnir.

Angel thought about it. He knew that this place had been targeted by many demons. There were eyes watching here anytime and anywhere, and it was inconvenient to do anything. Moreover, if he changed his previous habits during this day, it might make other demons accelerate the fermentation time of the awakened incident.

He thought about it and finally decided to wait until the wooden house was repaired and continue to open for business as planned.

Continuing business can make the demons who secretly observe him feel relieved, indicating that he is still normal, so that they can relax and detect the situation of the psychedelic hut.

If he behaves too abnormally, closing the store and being cautious, it will make the demons feel guilty.

It is better to create confusion and let the demons spend time thinking about the doubts.

Fafnir has no objection to Angel's decision. She believes in her own strength. Anyway, there is only one day. No matter what difficulties she faces, she is confident to deal with them.

This side is done, Fafnir continues to rest on the tree trunk, and Angel returns to the front yard.

Canaan's speed of work is amazing. It stands at the gate without moving, but it controls several water phantom arms at the same time, cutting trees on one side and repairing the wooden house on the other side. When Canaan saw Angel coming, he still had time to greet him.

Angel nodded to it, then moved a tree stump as a stool, half lying down to rest, waiting for Canaan to repair the wooden house.

During this process, Angel noticed that Canaan would look at him from time to time, frowning and hesitating.

"If you have any questions, just ask." Angel said.

"Shopkeeper, I just want to know, the situation of the Pannas succubus before, is it..." Canaan hesitated for a long time, and said the doubts that had been hidden in his heart: "Is it awakened?"

As it asked this question, Angel felt a chill on his back for some reason. The surroundings looked very calm, without any waves, but he noticed that Fafnir, who was lying on the tree trunk not far away, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at him with cold eyes.

Fafnir's actions meant that Angel's feeling was correct.

Before, he talked to Fafnir, and Fafnir did something to prevent other demons from sensing their conversation. But now, the shielding mechanism has obviously disappeared. When Canaan asked this question, countless demons must have cast their eyes on him.

Even though these demons observing in secret did not stir up any fireworks or energy fluctuations, the creepy feeling of being watched still made Angel discover clues.

Angel knew: there must be countless demons watching him and waiting for his answer.

He frowned, looking like "here we go again". Rubbing his swollen temples, Angel said helplessly: "Awakening? You ask me, how should I answer you?"

"I'm not a demon, how do I know what it feels like to awaken and what state it is in?" After saying this, Angel waved his hand and asked Canaan to go aside.

"Hurry up and continue working. After the wooden house is repaired, we have to open the shop. I just made a little bit of demon gold today, but someone demolished the place. I have to accept more customers later, otherwise I will lose everything."

Angel's cursing stunned Canaan. He didn't know why the owner suddenly changed. In the past few days, the owner only opened for half a day and then closed the business. Moreover, each order was 9,000 demon gold coins. How could he lose everything?

Canaan was a little confused, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with what the owner said, so he could only nod and return to his post of repair.

When Canaan left, the feeling of being watched by Angel slowly disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief. At that moment, Angel felt like an actor on the stage, under the watchful eyes of countless audiences, he played his acting skills and gave a superb performance.

Maybe it's not superb, maybe just poor acting, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, he had revealed all the information he should have revealed: he didn't know what awakening was, but my shop would continue to be open, and you can come and explore it yourself.

This was his attitude.

Canaan's repairs were very fast. After Angel had rested for a while, the psychedelic shop was renovated. Even the damaged sign was rewritten by Canaan.

However, the demonic writing written by Canaan this time was much better than Angel's handwriting.

The word "psychedelic" really had a psychedelic flavor under the vague appearance of the water color.

"Shopkeeper, it's done." Canaan said.

Angel muttered in his heart: How come it's so fast?

But on the surface, he nodded to Canaan to express his praise: "Very good, tidy up the situation in the store a little, and then prepare to open the store."

After that, Angel walked into the store calmly and returned to the attic on the second floor. Canaan also re-engraved the tables, chairs, beds and cabinets that had been destroyed before.

There was still a faint moisture in the air, as well as the unique pine scent of new wood.

Angel sat back in his chair, doing nothing, his mind was empty, and he was purely waiting for time to pass by in the dark and quiet attic.

After reopening the store, Angel thought that there would be a peak immediately, but there was nothing.

An hour after the store opened, no customers came.

"Could it be that those demons who were secretly observing did not send outposts to investigate?" Angel wondered, but on second thought, he thought it was good, and it would be better if no one came. Anyway, he was just stalling for time now, and he could leave when the time was up.

In this way, one hour, two hours... time passed slowly.

It was not until the night approached and the light source of the tower of Rasuderan was dimmer than before that the first batch of guests finally arrived.

However, these guests were not here to participate in the experience tour.

These were three skinny little demons with porcelain white bodies, mushroom-like heads, and four pairs of blue-veined wings.

According to Canaan, this was a demon called "little gargoyle", named because of its similar appearance to the gargoyle, but in fact the two had no relationship.

The little gargoyle clan was generally the servants of the big demon.

When these three little gargoyles flew from the sky in the distance, they flew together with a leather bag. After landing, they put the leather bag in the yard and explained their purpose.

"This is the compensation sent by my master."

Angel didn't react at first, but later he remembered that he had said before that compensation for damaging the store was necessary. And this was the compensation sent.

After the little gargoyle delivered the compensation, it flew away without stopping.

Angel untied the leather bag with curiosity. As the tight leather bag was opened, a head still stained with blood rolled out from it.

This seemed to be the head of some kind of monster, like a bull's head but without horns. Its skin looked a little familiar.

While Angel was thinking, a piece of tanned parchment appeared out of thin air, like a fallen feather, fluttering and swaying into Angel's hand.

There was a familiar water-cooled charm fragrance on the parchment, no doubt it must have been left behind.

I don't like to eat the head of a little fly, so I'll just treat it as a compensation for you.

Little fly? ! Angel seemed to have thought of something, and built the "server" of the Eye of Nalda in his mind. As the server ran, the head that looked "fresh" became a collection of countless information in Angel's eyes.

"Demon of the Void!" Angel's eyes were filled with ecstasy: "It's really the head of Simos!"

Before, he only got bones and membranes from there. At that time, he was actually a little confused. If he only ate meat, the skull should still be there, right? However, although Angel had doubts at that time, he was too embarrassed to ask.

Unexpectedly, they actually sent Simos's head over!

Simos's skull is the hardest part of its bones. It can be said that it is the best material for making armor or weapons.

Simos's eyes are also a necessary material for many space items.

Angel couldn't help but extend his mental tentacles to the inside of the skull... The brain is still there. This is the material for refining top potions, and it is said that some advanced spells of space wizards also need to use Simos's brain as a spellcasting material.

Maybe for him, this is the most insignificant thing, and it was given to him by Iyadasai. But for Angel, this is probably the most precious item he got in Rasuderlan.

This is the complete head of a true knowledge-level monster!

Moreover, this monster is a very special space monster!

Angel took out the polymer of UFO water, diluted it with water, and immersed Simos's head directly in it.

After doing all this, he carefully put it into the bracelet.

Indicating Canaan to continue to welcome guests here, Angel returned to the attic with a happy face. After returning to the attic, Angel couldn't help but take out the head of Simos and look at it repeatedly, with a satisfied face.

"Is this thing worth your happiness? You are indeed an ignorant human."

Fafnir's voice came from the skylight, but after it made a sarcastic remark, it changed the subject and said: "There are guests. By the way, there are several demons in here, and they all have a disgusting smell."