Chapter 167 Hunger
Thor hadn't seen himself for a long, long, long time.
It took him a few seconds to realize that the person lying there was himself in his previous life.
A poor office worker who is nearly thirty years old but already has an untidy beard and dark circles under his eyes.
To this day he still doesn't know why he traveled through time.
Did he die suddenly from working overtime late at night, or did he collapse from alcohol poisoning?
The memories before coming to this world seemed to be robbed, and all experiences were as vague as a dream.
"So what I'm afraid of is the death of my previous life? Is there something particularly terrifying in the part of my forgotten memory?"
In the library, the white fog around gradually thickened, blurring the vision.
"Time is limited, and the mystery of time travel is obviously beyond my reach now." Thor stretched out his hand towards the body in front of him, "If you keep exploring the unknown, you will be trapped in the unknown. Let nature take its course."
When his hand touched the person in front of him, Thor's eyes suddenly blurred, the corpse disappeared, and the bookshelf was filled with thick books again.
These books are different from those in other places. Each book is at least ten centimeters thick, and the whole book is tied with thin silver chains.
There was a small card hanging on the silver chain with the name of the book written on it.
The fog began to obstruct Thor's vision, and visibility around him became increasingly low.
If you stay in the depths of the library for too long, you might get lost. This is also a method used by mentors to prevent apprentices from rashly accessing too much knowledge.
He lay on the ground, quickly scanning the cards.
Before the bookshelf was completely engulfed by the white mist, Thor finally selected two books.
He pulled out the two books, returned to the aisle between the shelves, and looked around.
After determining the direction he came from, he ran away with the book in his hand.
The white fog became thicker and thicker.
Thor's running speed was getting slower and slower.
Finally, when his speed was about to drop to zero, Thor stepped out of the white fog area.
The door of the library appeared before my eyes, along with the old librarian.
Thor held the book tightly in his arms and looked back.
The bookshelves behind him were still submerged in the light white mist, quiet and tranquil, waiting for people to read. Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion to him.
But even though he was almost left in the white fog, the diary did not issue a death warning.
Is this white mist not dangerous? Or is it because he has been promoted to the second-level apprentice?
"Do you want to borrow these two books?" The elderly administrator who was originally standing at the door suppressing his inner excitement, saw that Thor was not coming and actually took the initiative to step forward.
Thor turned around when he heard the sound and found that the administrator was almost sticking to his face.
He quickly stepped to the right, "Yes."
"Let me see." The elderly administrator stretched out his hands and actually wanted to take Thor's book.
In the past, he never took the initiative to contact the apprentices except to extend his hand to receive the money.
Thor was caught off guard and failed to dodge the administrator's outstretched hand, and the book in his arms was snatched away.
However, after the other party snatched the book, he just glanced at it and immediately stuffed it back into Thor's arms.
Everything happened so fast that it was as if nothing had happened.
"It is not recommended to borrow these two books for more than three days." He actually gave Sol some advice.
"Did this bad-tempered old man take medicine today?" Thor thought in surprise and thanked him repeatedly.
Before leaving the library, Thor couldn't help but look back at the other person. He saw the elderly administrator with his hands behind his back, smiling and nodding at him.
After Thor left, the elderly administrator raised his hands and looked at them. The fingertips on both of his hands were all shorter, as if they were swallowed by something.
But he smiled excitedly.
"You're right, it smells like freedom."
…
Thor held the book in his hand and did not return to the dormitory or go to the second warehouse.
He wanted to find a relatively safe place to read these two books.
For example, Professor Katz's laboratory.
Each instructor's laboratory has an apprentice stationed there permanently, who is responsible for tidying up the laboratory and also for guarding it.
When an abnormality occurs in the laboratory, the apprentices on duty will directly inform the mentor through their unique communication devices.
If nothing goes wrong, the tutor will arrive soon.
Thor hadn't been to Professor Kaz's laboratory for a long time. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a familiar figure.
Ankita was writing and drawing at the table, but she looked dazed and no one knew what she was thinking about. She looked a little haggard.
Thor had heard from Mark that since entering the Wizard Tower, Anjita had never worked outside the laboratory.
No matter which senior was in charge of organizing the laboratory, she always successfully applied for the position of assistant.
After a while, all of Kaz's apprentices knew who she was.
To use Thor's familiar words, seniors come and go, but Ankita remains forever.
She never seemed to think about changing jobs and always stayed in the laboratory with peace of mind.
Thor walked in and sat down at the table directly across from Ankita.
The sound of a chair being dragged startled Ankita from her daze. She stood up subconsciously and looked towards the door reflexively.
Seeing that there was no one there, she belatedly noticed Thor across from her.
"Thor, you haven't been here for a long time." She tried to smile, but it made the dark circles under her eyes more obvious.
"Yeah." Thor remembered Ankita's split personality last night, and took the initiative to greet her, "You look very bad, are you sick?"
"No, I haven't!" Ankita immediately retorted harshly, but she soon realized that her tone was too harsh and smiled awkwardly, "I just haven't had a good rest recently."
Since the other party was unwilling to elaborate, Thor naturally would not interfere.
He placed both books on the table, looked at the titles twice, then picked up one of them and began to carefully untie the chain.
Ankita looked at Saul, who was reading with his head down, and hesitated to speak. After several torments, she finally couldn't help but speak.
However, her right hand suddenly raised up, with her index finger raised, and blocked her lips.
Shhh…
Ankita blinked and her eyes instantly filled with tears.
She lowered her head and two tears fell on her robe, soaking it.
Angela quickly stood the book up and used it as a cover to carefully wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Saul didn't notice Angela's abnormality, the content of the book had attracted all his attention.
The first book he opened was a collection of stories about horrific nightmare-related incidents that had occurred in the wizarding world.
Thor quickly flipped through each story. He didn't really want to read a bizarre story, he just wanted to see if there was any mention of the word "nightmare butterfly" here.
Surprisingly, Thor actually found the Nightmare Butterfly in the fifth story.
The story is simple.
A very powerful official wizard suddenly discovered that his son had discovered his secret and wanted to use this secret to kill him and inherit all his inheritance.
The official wizard knew why his son wanted to kill him.
He became a formal wizard at an early age, and his appearance remained in middle age. However, his son, who had no talent, was unable to break through the apprentice stage and grew old.
The official wizard felt sorry for his son, and although he foiled the plot, he did not punish him.
Unfortunately, the son did not repent and took the opportunity to admit his mistake to launch another sneak attack.
This time, the official wizard killed his son directly.
But at the moment of taking action, he realized that he was the son.
And before that, he had the memories of a formal wizard for some reason, which confused his own existence.
At the moment of death, the son saw a beautiful silver butterfly flying away from his eyes.
At this point in the story, the perspective changes to that of an unknown narrator.
He said that when the butterfly flew out of his son's brain, it was caught by the official wizard. After several inquiries, he finally confirmed that the butterfly was a nightmare butterfly, which is also very rare in the wizarding world! But not long after, the official wizard also died.
Before he died, he dug out his own eyes, pierced his eardrums, cut off his nose, and finally jumped naked into the earth fire, where he was burned to death.
Before he died, he kept shouting, "It's all fake, it's all fake!"
Seeing this, Thor closed the book.
"The Nightmare Butterfly can indeed affect people's consciousness, or in other words, copy other people's consciousness. If the subject's willpower is not strong enough, they will lose themselves..."
Suddenly, Thor felt a burning hunger in his stomach. The desire for food interrupted his thoughts.
food……
Thor raised his head and saw Angela, whose eyes were slightly red and who was reading a book silently with her head down.
Thor swallowed.
(End of this chapter)
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