Chapter 161 Riddler
It took Thor nearly ten hours to find all the materials, and it took almost the same amount of time to transfer everything safely to the cart.
In other words, when Thor packed his things, it was already early morning on the 30th.
Thor pounded his arm, which was sore from carrying things up and down, and put the cart aside first.
It's not even six in the morning yet, and it's not safe here in the East Tower. You should wait until the candlelight turns back to white before going out.
While there was still some time, Thor carried a lamp, walked through the shelves and came to the back of the zombies.
He hasn't checked the number of candles today.
The number of burning candles should not be less than eighty-one, and to ensure safety, it is best to have more than one hundred.
"one two three……"
Thor walked along the wall surrounding the zombies, counting the number of lights one by one.
"Chi..."
Thor had just counted to the tenth candle when he saw it go out on its own.
Without saying a word, he raised the lamp lighter high, and the blue flame approached the candle wick, relighting the lamp.
The candle lamp was immediately lit up again by the flame from the lighter port.
But as soon as Thor put down the lamp lighter, the candlestick went out with a "click".
Click again, it turns off again, click again, it turns off again.
Thor put down the lamp lighter with a gloomy face, looked around, and made sure that the number of lit candlesticks was definitely more than eighty. Then he rolled up his sleeves and continued to raise the lamp lighter.
He half-closed his eyes and visualized the erosion pattern. Through the slits in his eyelids, he stared at the naughty candlestick.
This time, when he relit the candle, a pair of translucent pale lips appeared out of thin air, and then pouted at the candle...
Thor immediately turned the lamp so that the flame at the port coincided with the mouth.
"Wulala wulala jiligulu..."
He vaguely heard a few wailing sounds. Although he couldn't understand them, he felt that they were curse words.
So Thor unceremoniously chased and burned the mouth with the lamp lighter.
White flames came out of its translucent lips, which scared it so much that it turned its mouth and flew away.
Thor would not let it go easily. He held the lamp lighter and chased after it relentlessly.
One escapes, the other chases.
Thor followed the mouth and ran into the group of corpses, watching it land on one of them.
Thor stopped and looked carefully at the diary on his left shoulder before picking up the lamp lighter and approaching the body.
"Were you the one causing trouble just now?" Thor raised the lamp lighter and waved it in front of the corpse.
The corpse had its eyes closed and behaved like an ordinary corpse.
But after seeing what Trouble Mouth had just done and how he saw himself when he possessed these corpses, Thor seriously doubted that these corpses were not completely unconscious.
They can see the outside world, have memories... and can cause trouble! Is it necessary to keep the candles in Chuishou Valley bright just to prevent these corpses?
Thor raised the lighter, but this time he didn't light it. He just pressed the still hot end against the corpse's mouth.
"If you keep making trouble, I'll burn your real mouth."
After making the vicious threat, Thor walked back into the candlelight.
This time the candle did not go out again, and there was no other incident in which the candle could not be lit.
Thor counted along the wall and found a total of 108 lights on, and some of them would not light up even with a light fixture.
Maybe it's broken.
After checking the candles, Thor turned around and looked at the corpses standing in the warehouse.
Because of his experience working in a morgue, Thor is not afraid of corpses and blood, but when he stays here, Thor always feels something is strange.
He always felt that when he wasn't paying attention, these corpses would move on their own, change positions, watch him, or even talk about him.
It's really uncomfortable to have people's eyes always focused on my back even though I haven't discovered anything.
When Thor was tidying up the warehouse, he deliberately noted the location of each body, but when he checked later, he never saw them moved.
However, as someone who had experienced inexplicable possession of corpses, he understood that even if these corpses did not move, they were definitely not completely normal.
However, these corpses were all important numbered items in the warehouse, so even if Thor wanted to dissect one for research, he couldn't.
But Thor is not really helpless against them. As his research on the soul becomes more in-depth, one day he will ask his mentor to borrow a corpse for research.
Letting these guys go for the time being, Thor continued to sort out things in the warehouse.
As a new warehouse manager, he planned to make an item search table, sorted by characters, so as to avoid wasting time on looking for things in future tasks.
This is also a big project.
He was busy until 6 o'clock, when the East Tower was released. Only then did Thor put down the semi-finished product in his hand and pushed the cart out of the warehouse.
After passing the fork in the road and the room filled with boxes, he soon arrived at the outermost double-leaf bronze metal door.
Thor pulled the cart backwards and pushed open the big door on the right with one hand. He made sure that the door on the left was still and then walked out.
Outside the door was a darkness so thick that it was about to solidify into substance. The candle lights on the walls had shrunk into balls of white halos, making it impossible to move one's hands or feet.
I walked through the dark corridor and reached the second floor of the East Tower without realizing it.
Thor walked to the outside and saw Chrom tiptoeing into the third morgue.
The other person didn't see Thor and looked as excited as a child who stole candy.
"He really likes working in the morgue!" Thor shook his head and sighed as he walked.
Thor thought that he was different from Chrom, who was obsessed with corpses. He was simply enjoying the pleasure of a successful experiment.
Because of his bloated body and difficulty in moving, Instructor Rum is probably the only person in the tower who hardly goes out.
In the past two years, Thor has met Rum several times, and each time he met him mainly to report the experimental results.
Teacher Rum did not persuade Thor to study under him again. It was unknown whether he had given up or was secretly stopped by Teacher Kaz.
Thor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered. However, the folding door automatically opened a small gap.
It was said to be a small gap, big enough for Thor and the cart to fit in together.
Walking into the room and pushing open the heavy curtain with one hand, Thor once again saw the sunlight and the corner that became increasingly darker under the sunlight.
Mentor Rum is sitting in this darkest corner.
"Teacher Rum, these are the materials prepared for you." Thor stepped forward and said respectfully.
After about ten seconds, Rum, who was motionless, whispered, "Put it on the table."
Thor moved everything to the table, bowed to Rum, and prepared to leave.
“Sniff…”
Rum, who was originally like a silent mountain of meat, suddenly sniffed at Thor.
"Where did you get that doll?"
Doll? Thor hesitated.
His relationship with Lord Gorsata has always been a secret. No one except Master Kaz knows about it.
But this time when they returned to the tower, Gorza took Thor away in front of everyone. There were not only Byron and his men, but also five captives on the land boat.
The tower master probably no longer wanted to keep the secret. When he gave him the red-eyed doll, he didn't warn him not to tell anyone else.
What made him change his mind? These thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and Thor did not hide it. "The tower master gave it to me."
"Hmm..." Rum narrowed his eyes and looked at Thor, as if he was meeting him for the first time.
Thor could only lower his head and let him look at him.
After not seeing him for a few months, Teacher Rum has gained weight again.
His height did not change, but the fat around his body increased, piling up into a mountain and gradually beginning to devour his still relatively normal head.
Mentor Rum just sat there, making Thor, who was standing next to him, feel cold and uneasy.
It's like an active volcano that could erupt at any time.
"Have you decided to major in dark elements? You should understand that your talent is more suitable for studying areas related to spirits and mental power."
Teacher Rum spoke again, and the topic he hadn't mentioned for a long time.
This time Thor did not hesitate, "Yes, Teacher Rum, I have made up my mind."
"Is this your own choice? Did anyone force you?"
Thor was surprised that Rum would ask so directly and abruptly, but he still nodded to show his attitude.
"Heh." Rum chuckled, "Majoring in the dark attribute is not bad. Maybe this is destiny."
Thor didn't understand what his mentor meant. These strong men were all riddlers.
When he becomes a full-fledged wizard, he will make these people guess what he means! Chapter 2 A few minutes later
(End of this chapter)
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