Chapter 158 Soul-Guiding Oil Lamp

Sol slowly clenched his teeth.

Such a cold truth made his breathing stagnate. But deep in his heart, there was a voice telling him that this was how the world should be.

It seemed that Winnie was still not satisfied with the degree of impact the truth had on Thor. She approached Thor again, her shadow leaning forward and lingering beside his ear.

A small voice sounded, "Do you know how many years Gorza has been stuck at the peak of the second level?"

"If you don't understand the meaning of this sentence, let me give you an example. Do you know why a Level 2 apprentice who is still unable to advance to a Level 3 apprentice at the age of 30 will be kicked out of the tower?"

"Why would the wizard tower let them go instead of squeezing them to death?"

"Because those who stay at the top of their level for a long time will have their known things constantly contaminated by the unknown things above. Leaving those Level 2 apprentices in the tower will sooner or later be contaminated and turn into monsters. You work in the morgue, so you should know that contaminated things will be sent to the garbage dump. Even someone as powerful as Gorza is unwilling to take the risk of using them."

Thor vaguely felt a sweet breath blowing towards his cheek, but after the sweetness came extreme bitterness.

Winnie continued, "You said Gorza...is he becoming more and more like a monster?"

Thor finally couldn't help but take a big step back, hitting his back on the table. The pain and fear made him breathe heavily.

“Huh…huh…”

Thor couldn't help but think, if the tower master turned into a monster, how many people would be left alive in this wizard tower? Just as Thor was trapped in the terrible future described by Winnie, a gentle voice suddenly sounded at the door.

"Yula, don't scare Thor."

Thor and Winnie turned their heads at the same time and saw Gorsa, wearing a reddish-brown cloak, walking among the corpses.

When the corpses passed by Gorsa, they would automatically move to the sides and wait for people to pass before going back.

When he walked in front of Winnie and Thor, Gorsa opened his arms and lifted his cloak, revealing a body wrapped in pink bandages underneath.

"Come back."

Winnie's shadow just stayed where it was.

But Golsa was very patient with her and said, "Come back...be good."

Only then did Winnie look at Thor, but her red eyes couldn't tell what she was thinking.

She walked over, opened her arms and embraced Golsa, then like raindrops falling on a lake, she merged into his body and disappeared.

Thor suddenly came back to his senses, and when Winnie left and looked back at him, he seemed to see a beautiful and cold woman's face.

Gorsa withdrew his hand, and the wide cloak fluttered slightly, covering his body tightly again.

He lowered his head and whispered to Thor: "Don't worry about what Yula said, especially the part about resurrection. I will tell you when you are promoted to level three."

Thor couldn't help but take a step forward, "Tower Master, was the spirit just now really Madam Youla?"

Golsa nodded, "It's her."

He chuckled, "Did she tell you she was just a replica and named herself Winnie?"

Thor didn't know how long his conversation with Winnie had been overheard, but there was no point in hiding it, after all, Winnie herself had been sucked into the other person's body.

He nodded.

"She's always like this. When she's happy, she says she's Youla, and when she's unhappy, she says she's Winnie." Gorza's eyes curved, but soon dimmed. "I've tried my best to keep her consciousness intact, but when I was replenishing Youla's soul energy, she was still somewhat polluted by the outside world. So her cognition was also affected."

"There is no way for now. Consciousness is even more fragile than the soul. Sometimes a trivial impact from the outside world or a change in one's own thoughts can cause great harm to the consciousness. Going from one extreme to another."

Golsa stretched out his right hand from under his cloak, holding an old, rusty oil lamp on his fingertips, with a thin layer of oil in it.

"The body is the foundation of the soul. Don't try to leave your body for no reason."

Thor paused, then reached out to take the oil lamp.

The oil lamp was so small that he could hold it in one hand.

The wick is a tiny piece of thread that is burning steadily.

Did the tower master see that his soul had left his body? Or did Winnie, who was following him, tell the tower master? "I don't know why I suddenly left my body last night. I was shocked, but luckily I came back later."

Thor explained, trying to show that he was not seeking death.

"Carry this soul-guiding oil lamp with you. Drop a few drops of fingertip blood and saliva into the lamp oil. If your soul leaves your body again, it will help you return to your body."

Thor held the oil lamp tightly, so the tower master thought that the soul leaving the body would happen again?

"Thank you. But do you know why this happened to me?"

"You already have a guess in your mind, go and verify it instead of listening to others."

Gorza's eyes curved gently again, "If you want to thank me, grow up as soon as possible. At least you have to reach level three, then you can help me."

Thor nodded quickly, "Yes, Tower Master, I will definitely work hard."

Gorsa smiled and suddenly disappeared from Thor's sight.

In such a huge warehouse, Thor is the only living person left.

Without the worry of being possessed by evil spirits, he didn't have to look for anyone for help.

Thor held the soul-guiding oil lamp and walked back to the table and sat down.

He lay on the table with his arms around his face, and no one could see his expression at this moment.

Before three o'clock in the afternoon, Thor moved all his experimental materials from the morgue on the second floor of the East Tower to the warehouse on the first floor of the East Tower.

Then he took advantage of the lunch break to find senior Byron, intending to transfer the contribution he earned from the sailboat to Byron as a reward for saving his life.

Not surprisingly, Senior Byron did not refuse and directly accepted Thor's thank-you gift.

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"When did you come back?" Byron calculated the portion he deserved and returned some credits to Thor.

"Actually, I came back yesterday." Thor said with a wry smile.

Byron glanced at Thor, but thought that Thor did not return to the dormitory after returning to the tower, and was with the tower master, so he did not ask any more questions.

"What are you going to do about Wright's matter?"

Thor knew what Byron meant and said with a smile, "What he did at the time was actually the norm in the wizarding world. It was you who came back to find me that really surprised me."

"I only acted when I was certain of my actions." Byron looked calm, not thinking that what he did was surprising. "If you die, I will run away immediately and will not avenge you."

Thor shook his head, "Senior, don't you take this life-saving favor to heart?"

"I just provided some assistance. You can survive on your own. As for the favor..." Byron raised the account book in his hand, "It's offset."

Thor smiled obediently and said there was no need to talk about favors all the time.

"By the way, where does Senior Wright live?"

Looking at Thor's seemingly innocent smile, Byron silently mourned for Wright in his heart, and then without hesitation told Wright's dormitory number and the laboratory he often visited.

The intelligence is very detailed.

But Thor didn't go to find Wright because there was no rush.

He moved house while there was still some time.

Keli from next door hasn't come back yet.

He felt a little regretful, but this was the normal rule for going out on a mission. No one would come back in just a few days like him.

With no time to rest, Thor exchanged some things he needed and returned to the second warehouse.

…

While Thor was busy, the news that he had replaced a third-level apprentice and became the warehouse manager had spread among the senior apprentices.

On the twelfth floor of the East Tower, there is a free activity room specially for third-level apprentices to communicate.

There aren't many people here usually, but the third-level apprentices who come back from missions will basically come here for a walk.

They would share their experiences and gains from the outside world, or ask if there was any new news in the tower recently. Today, the door of the activity room was pushed open again, and three people walked in from outside.

Two men and one woman.

The first man had a flamboyant look, the second had a sinister look, and the third woman wore a large hood that covered the upper half of her face, leaving only her fair skin and beautifully contoured chin exposed.

There were only two people talking in the activity room, and they immediately stopped talking when they saw the three people coming in.

They looked at each other, and one of the women stood up and walked towards the person who came in.

"Billy, I heard that your brother Bill died on this mission."

The man with a sinister expression raised his head and replied indifferently: "Oh."

(End of this chapter)