Chapter 15 Come on! Let’s do it together!
Thor put his fingers on the puppet, unable to lift it or put it down.
"Why do I always receive death warnings? Am I just unlucky, or is this the norm in the wizard tower?"
Thor slowly and tentatively loosened his grip and found that he was not lying on the ground like a puppet.
"It seems that if the puppet wants to take over my body, she can't do it alone. I need to open the cabinet or face multiple puppets to do it."
Thor walked around the puppet and prepared to take the sealed trash bucket.
"Since you don't intend to go back to the closet obediently, then be my garbage!"
However, Thor was too happy too soon.
New words appeared on the hardcover book.
[On May 21, 314th year of the New Moon Calendar, because you were lazy, you threw the puppet into the trash can.
Although this is indeed where it should be, the bucket can seal the garbage but not the props.
When you come back to the lab the next day, it's like a hurricane.
The angry senior Mark didn't listen to your explanation at all and licked off all your skin, flesh, and internal organs...
You turned into a pile of bones.
Your left hand is happy. 】
Thor immediately jumped back and grabbed the puppet on the ground, "You are so cruel, if you put it in the cabinet, you will die, and if you don't put it in, you will die too!"
He held the doll in his hand, wanting to crush it to pieces.
But the doll was very strong, and even with Thor's strength, he couldn't remove even one of its arms.
Saul gave up trying.
Because when he exerted force, the doll seemed to smile.
Although there was no death warning, Thor always felt that smashing the puppet was not a good thing.
"Take it outside the lab and find a place to throw it away." Thor thought tentatively.
Instead of another warning, the hardback book retracted to his left shoulder.
"call--"
Thor breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and prepared to inspect the last section of the road before leaving immediately.
But he just turned around...
“Clatter…”
There was a sound of something falling to the ground behind me.
The glass cabinet door was wide open, and the puppets inside were scattered all over the floor.
As soon as Thor turned around, he inevitably met the eyes of one of the puppets.
"Save me, save me, save me..."
"Save me, save me, save me..."
"I want one too. I want one too..."
"Save me, save me, save me..."
In an instant, it seemed as if the voices of hundreds of people sounded in Thor's mind.
Thor no longer cared about the warning that he would be killed by Mark the next day, and turned around and ran. However, as soon as his feet left the ground, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a bang.
Thor tried to get up, but found that his limbs were as stiff as wood.
A feeling of numbness was spreading from his limbs to his torso and brain...
"no!"
Thor remembered what his mentor Monica had taught him about meditation during the day, and immediately recalled the details of the picture of the walking monster in his mind.
Although he had no map in his hand and no crystal ball to assist in meditation, Thor still entered a state of meditation in the face of life and death crisis.
The complicated sounds in my ears weakened immediately, but did not disappear completely.
The numb feeling retreated from the internal organs to the limbs.
If Monica were here at this moment, she would probably be amazed that Thor's talent in mental power is even better than she imagined.
But Thor still couldn't get up and run away, his limbs were still as stiff as wood.
"No, I can still move my left hand!"
Thor felt that his bony left hand was not stiff, but could still flex and stretch flexibly.
He poured all his strength into his left hand and crawled on the ground, trying to get away from the puppets behind him.
But as soon as he moved his left hand, he could no longer maintain his meditation, and the numbness spread through his limbs again.
But simply maintaining meditation cannot solve the dilemma, and he may even fall into a desperate situation after his mental strength is exhausted.
Thor simply gave up meditation and focused on crawling with the strength of his left arm, dragging his body, and crawling again...
Only when a numb feeling spread to his chest would Thor pause and meditate again, allowing the stiffness to retreat into his limbs.
In this way, he kept switching between crawling, meditating, crawling, and meditating, and approached the door of the laboratory little by little with difficulty.
Thor's left hand was already on the door of the laboratory. "I didn't expect that it was the live experiment that saved me."
The door of the laboratory opened inward, and Thor needed to climb up and pull the handle.
But when he tried to support his upper body with his left hand and tried to lean himself against the wall, the door suddenly opened by itself.
Half of Mark's face stuck out from behind the door, his eyes staring down at Thor, revealing large areas of the whites of his eyes.
"Thor, what are you doing?"
The appearance of a familiar face made Thor feel as if he was falling into an icy cave.
A chill swept through my body.
From the angle where he was lying on the ground, he could see it clearly.
How could that be Senior Mark? It was only a thin half face sticking out from the middle of the gate.
The cheeky man didn't seem to realize that he had been exposed, and he was still staring at Thor, "The lab is a mess, where are you going? Go back and clean it up!"
The big red trash can next to the door suddenly opened its lid by itself.
“Bang!”
A pair of pale hands rested on the edge of the trash can.
The joints were bulging and veins were bulging, as if he was trying hard to climb up.
A strange "gurgling" sound came from behind him, slowly approaching Thor, and something was rolling towards him.
Thor's teeth began to chatter again. He had never expected that after becoming a wizard's apprentice, he still could not escape the fate of being weak, helpless and waiting to die.
The hardcover book flew in front of him again, flipping through the pages quickly but without stopping. A big word "death" was written on every page that flashed by.
It doesn't even bother to describe how Thor fell to his death.
"Hehe...hahaha..." Thor began to laugh, "Why does death always target me? Is my meat delicious? Hahaha..."
He's gone a little crazy.
"Come on! Come on! Let's go together! Let's see who is more powerful among us after we become ghosts! Come on! Hahahaha..."
"Bang!"
The door was suddenly pushed open.
The door hit Thor on the forehead and knocked him to the ground.
“Hmm!”
Thor's laughter was interrupted. He groaned and subconsciously covered his forehead with his hands.
"Wait, my body can move?"
The hardcover book quietly retracted into his left shoulder.
Without time to check, Thor quickly raised his head and looked forward.
On the door, half of Mark's face had disappeared.
The door was pushed open completely, and a man wrapped in pink bandages slowly walked in.
Except for a pair of silver eyes, the rest of the man was tightly wrapped in bandages.
Not even the ears, nostrils, or a strand of hair was visible.
Stared at by the man's pair of silver eyes, Thor lay half-lying on the ground unable to move, his mind blank, and he didn't even feel fear.
Fortunately, the man in the pink bandage just glanced at Thor, then raised his head to the laboratory and whispered, "Go back."
He looked down at Thor again, the coldness in his eyes receded, and they became as gentle as clear water.
"New apprentice, why are you staying overnight in the lab?"
"overnight?"
As soon as this thought came to Thor's mind, he regained consciousness, as if he were himself again.
Thor turned his head to look at the hourglass on the wall, only to find that it had already reached eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.
"It was clearly not yet six o'clock when Senior Mark left. Why is it already eleven o'clock now?"
As far as Thor could perceive, he had definitely not stayed in this laboratory alone for more than half an hour.
(End of this chapter)
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