Sometime later, Roan and Kentucky arrived at the place where he last left his Alchemist Workshop. At the moment, it was all covered in vines, and grass was growing everywhere. It was quite dirty. Of course, that was only the outside. The insides had an automatic cleaning system that didn't let a single spec of sand enter.
"Seems like he kept his part of the deal," Roan couldn't help but comment.
Futuxei didn't take long to appear. Roan and Kentucky looked at him and immediately noticed. Futuxei went from the Late Stage to the Peak Stage of the Space-Time Realm. Well, Neither Roan nor Kentucky were really worried about that, though.
"I kept your workshop intact," Futuxei began to speak. "Next time I need a pill, you will have to concoct it for me as we agreed." Futuxei also had no ill intentions. Besides, he now truly wanted to have that favor from Roan.