958 Joint Effort

The fat alchemist closed his door too fast, so Angor did not have the chance to ask who he was.

"Guess he won't tell me anything about bio-alchemy now." Angor shrugged. "Doesn't matter. At least no one's bothering me here."

He picked up the blueprints and took a seat nearby. The instructions were easy enough, so he could start melting right away.

…

The fat alchemist stepped into his workshop and suddenly remembered that he forgot to remind Angor of details such as step orders and how to determine the correct volumes of materials, so he quickly came back out.

The first thing he saw was a bright firelight that illuminated the dark chamber.

"He's onto it already? Don't tell me he's just messing everything up!"

What they needed were basic components, but using flawed ones would still threaten the integrity of the vehicle, so he would like to correct Angor's moves when he had the chance.