Chapter 165 Conspiracy
Do it when you think of it!
After making sure that the diary contained no warning, Thor walked up again as if he were taking a few steps.
Soon his head popped out of the fourteenth floor. The lights were on and it was obvious that there was someone in this dormitory.
The dormitory for third-level apprentices is twice as big as that for second-level apprentices.
After making sure there was no danger again, Thor crawled out and began to walk around the dormitory.
Although the dormitory was twice as big, the extra space was not used for enjoyment. It was as simple as an ascetic monk.
Those who are content with pleasure will not be able to become a third-level apprentice before the age of thirty.
In addition to the regular living room and bedroom, the dormitory also has a large warehouse and a pocket laboratory.
When Thor was about to go into the lab to see what the master was researching, a diary popped up to remind him: Don't look around, be careful it's sealed! "What the third-level apprentice is researching is still dangerous to me!"
"The diary says it's sealed, not crazy. Could it be that the other party is researching the confinement of spirits?"
Thor quickly took a few steps back and moved away from the laboratory.
This retreat led to the bedroom next to the laboratory.
Before Thor turned around, a suppressed conversation reached his ears.
"What on earth were you thinking? Are you really going to let that shorty take your job?"
A short guy? Stealing a job? Thor immediately identified himself with the person.
What a coincidence? They're talking about him!
He turned around and saw two tall, muscular men standing face to face in the middle of the bedroom.
They argued in low voices, even their anger was suppressed.
"Instructor Kaz sent the person here personally and didn't even allow me to argue. What else can I do?" The man who sounded somewhat discouraged was Kukin, whose job was taken away by Thor.
Thor didn't know the other person, but judging from his demeanor, he must be a third-level apprentice.
"What can we do?" The other man's eyes darkened. "Kill him! As long as the person doing the job is gone, the task will definitely fall back on you."
"Ferguson!" Ku Jin glared and couldn't help but raise his voice, but he quickly reacted and lowered his voice again, "You are crazy, how can you do this a second time? Do you really think the instructor doesn't know?"
"What can't be done? Is it surprising that someone died in the tower? Who has the mentor ever managed? Don't forget, without the warehouse work, our stuff will be out of stock. Do you want to go back to being the useless person you used to be?" Ferguson refused to be outdone.
Ku Jin narrowed his eyes, looking unfriendly, "I think you are anxious, right? If this matter is discovered, I will be the most suspected, and you can stay out of it. After all, on the surface, no one can tell the relationship between you and me!"
Seeing that Ku Jin was doubting him, Ferguson almost got furious, but he thought of something, suppressed his anger, and even lowered his posture.
"I am indeed anxious. But I can't help it. Why do you think I haven't been out lately?"
Ku Jin pursed his lips, said nothing, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Let me show you."
Ferguson suddenly began to unbuckle his belt.
Thor, who was watching from the side, suddenly widened his eyes.
As the belt was untied, the whole pair of pants fell to the ground, so smooth that it seemed as if there was no leg support at all.
Under Ferguson's baggy trousers, he was wearing a pair of black tights.
However, his legs, wrapped in tight pants, were as thin as poles, which was totally inconsistent with Ferguson's muscular upper body.
It's like the upper and lower bodies of two different people spliced together.
Ku Jin gasped and his expression changed immediately.
But that was more than Thor noticed.
He walked over and took a closer look at the material of Ferguson's pants. It was the same material as his old black long gloves. He hadn't worn those gloves for long before the tower master ruthlessly threw them away.
A large amount of magic crystals was lost.
As he was lamenting his loss, Ferguson had already grabbed the waistband of his trousers and yanked them down, exposing a pair of thighs.
Thor quickly took two steps back.
These legs are a bit scary.
Ferguson's legs were almost completely carbonized, as if they had been burned by fire. Just by standing there, fine black powder and residue fell off.
How can you walk and stand with legs like this?
A trace of white electric arc appeared on the carbonized legs.
This arc is very familiar. When I think about it carefully, Ferguson’s situation is very similar to that of Mentor Monica!
But Monica's skin, which was burned by electricity, quickly returned to normal and she was still a great beauty, but Ferguson's legs looked hopeless.
"My gloves are used to protect against external electric shocks, and his pants are used to isolate the current in the body." Thor shook his head and imitated the tower master's tone and said, "They are both stupid methods."
At this moment, the frightened Ku Jin finally spoke tremblingly, "Why, why is this happening?"
Ferguson put on his pants silently, then replied with a gloomy face: "If you use other people's methods to advance, you will of course have to endure stronger side effects."
"Will I become like this?" Ku Jin clenched his fists, and the blood vessels in his forehead were throbbing.
"If the materials are not replenished..."
Before Ferguson could finish his words, Kukin stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "You didn't tell me this would happen!"
Ferguson's expression remained unchanged. "Tell you, will you change your mind?"
Kujin took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, "At least I still have other options."
"You are just a useless person who is nearly thirty years old and cannot be promoted. What other options do you have?"
Ku Jin's pupils trembled, his brows were furrowed, and his fingers pinching Ferguson's collar tightened.
In the room, Saul and Ferguson stared at Ku Jin without blinking, waiting for him to make a choice.
Kujin finally let go, his voice weak, "We have to take it back to the warehouse!"
Ferguson finally breathed a sigh of relief. "How do you want to do it? If you're afraid of trouble, you can lure him out and I'll do it. Then you can take the opportunity to get rid of suspicion."
Unexpectedly, Ku Jin just rolled his eyes at Ferguson and said, "Is killing the only thing you can do?"
Ferguson frowned in confusion.
"We can definitely bring that kid Thor on board as well."
"But he doesn't need to steal materials." Ferguson asked puzzledly.
"I know the Second Warehouse well. Although some materials can be used at will, they are either in small quantities, not very useful, or have strong side effects. It is much more difficult to find the right materials than outsiders imagine. Haven't I only experimented with a few materials that we can use in all these years in the warehouse?"
"you mean……"
"We can lure him in with credits or something else that interests Thor, and get him to steal materials for us."
"But this is too expensive. Do you have a lot of credits?"
Ku Jin suddenly raised the corner of his lips. "Who said we would give him credits forever? As long as he violates the rules once, we will have evidence against him. Then we can give him a small amount of benefits and make him do more things."
But Ferguson was not optimistic about Kukin's plan. "It's just a one-time theft, the other party may not be afraid."
"Whether to take a risk depends on the cost and benefit. If the benefit is big enough, even a coward will dare to kill; if the cost is small enough, he will not act cautiously."
Without waiting for the confused Ferguson to speak, Kujin took the initiative to explain: "The first time, I will use something that he will definitely be interested in in exchange for him stealing something that seems insignificant but is very important."
"What?" Saul and Ferguson asked at the same time.
Ku Jin said word by word: "Candle."
…
Thor returned to his dormitory.
The diary reminded him: If he was away for too long, the old house would catch fire.
He didn't bother to continue eavesdropping on Ku Jin's plan, and quickly sank down, fell into the bathroom, walked six steps clockwise, and returned to his body.
"Yawn..." Thor yawned and quickly put on his clothes, "Candle..."
The scene before his eyes began to spin, and he finally made it out of the bathroom, falling to his knees.
My eyelids felt heavy as if they were tied with lead and my arms were as soft as noodles.
He fell to the ground, and his last thought before he fainted was: "Is this time my soul leaving my body a warning from Madam Youla?"
(End of this chapter)
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