Chapter 237: Diary Levels
After Saul agreed to attend the party, Luo Kai readily made way for him.
Although the corridor in the East Tower is actually very wide, concession also represents his attitude.
The mutual aid society is trying to please Saul.
"Needless to say, it's the influence of that rumor again. But that guy Luo Kai... may not really be concerned about the tower master." Thor had no intention of being complacent and hurried back to the second warehouse.
Now the young administrator is still in his belly. If he goes back too late, who knows what will happen.
After safely passing through the bronze gate, Thor walked through the empty corridors.
As he passed the room full of boxes outside the warehouse, he suddenly stopped.
For some reason, it seemed as if someone was watching him.
Thor looked around and found nothing unusual. When he looked at it in semi-immersive meditation, the feeling of being voyeurized disappeared.
He frowned slightly, but finally rushed into the warehouse.
Shortly after Thor entered, a black shadow dripped from the ceiling.
"His mental power is getting stronger. It seems that I can't use this method to stare at people in the future." Youla touched his lips, and then his whole body turned into black mucus and drilled into the stone slab under his feet.
When Thor entered the warehouse and closed the door, he glanced at the roof intentionally or unintentionally.
Then he walked through the crowd of corpses and rows of tall shelves, and leisurely came to the laboratory table in the white candlelight.
The communication pen was still silent today, and no instructor assigned him any work.
I wonder if Ku Jin had such an easy time when he first worked here.
Thor pulled out a chair and sat down, took out the new first-level witchcraft he had been researching recently, and began to analyze the compound runes needed to be used in it.
But after a while, he began to stare into the void in a daze.
However, out of the reach of others, Thor's diary had already flown out.
Then the tip of Thor's right index finger began to turn white and transparent, and gradually extended towards the diary.
This was the inspiration that Xiao Zao gave to Thor, transforming part of his spirit into tentacle form, greatly improving flexibility and "hunting" efficiency.
But even in this form, Thor cannot touch the diary.
Unable to touch the locator and understand the principle of its form, Thor has never been able to transform the diary into his own locator.
However, in the past few days, Sol has gained a lot of inspiration after reading the new book "How to Choose the Right Positioning Device for Yourself".
If one wants to turn the diary into his own locator, he must first have a deeper and more stable connection with the diary.
Another thing is to re-examine your own positioning.
He has ideas about these two points, but he still lacks some things at the moment, otherwise he could start researching.
Back to the present, after a wisp of spirit came out from Thor's fingertips, the spirit gradually approached the diary and actively transmitted energy to the diary.
"Here is a good spiritual consciousness. Can you keep it for me for a while, diary brother?"
As soon as Thor thought of this, the diary seemed to be touched by something and turned to the last black page.
Then, Thor felt a force connecting to his spirit and received a signal.
This signal was a kind of inexplicable conceptual consciousness, but Thor immediately understood the meaning of the signal as if he had learned it without any instruction.
"Request to start consciousness transmission."
"Wow!" Thor was startled. "It suddenly feels like science fiction."
However, since this consciousness signal was translated based on Thor's cognition, it may be that the words in Thor's memory that fit this sentence are more sci-fi, and its essence should still be witchcraft.
"It would be interesting to communicate in this way." He rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Start transmission, limited...oh, I don't know his name yet, that is the consciousness of the limited young administrator."
Then, the force connected to Thor's spirit began to produce a weak suction force.
Thor was still wondering if the power had weakened when he saw new black pages suddenly appear on the diary.
【What is this place? 】
A line of trembling, messy white handwriting appeared on the new page.
Thor responded in his mind: "This is where I'll keep you temporarily. You may need to stay here for a while...Are you afraid of the dark?"
【Not afraid.】
According to the rules, the one in white answered Thor's question first, and then asked again.
[But it’s strange here, I can’t feel the passage of time. And every time I answer your question, I can feel my soul energy slipping away.]
Thor's eyes flickered.
The young man was the first spirit to discover this problem. Was it because he had been a vengeful spirit for a long time, or was there something special about him? "Yes, not only answering questions, but every time you think, your power will be consumed until your consciousness completely dissipates."
【……】
Six dots cannot express the young man’s complicated feelings at this moment.
The reason why the other party was able to write six dots was probably because the diary was deliberately translated so that Thor could understand it.
[You lied to me, you didn't even want to set me free! I still lost the bet. ]
The black pages seemed slightly unstable, as if the young administrator's consciousness would disappear at any time.
Thor quickly explained, "I didn't mean to lie to you. I will replenish your energy later and won't let you dissipate."
Although recharging the black pages with energy is just a blank check for now, Thor is confident that he can do it in the near future.
Feeling the black pages become stable again, Thor couldn't help but shake his head. It was so easy to fool.
"But you should be more careful. You didn't even prepare any restraining force and let me subdue you."
[I can't leave, and I don't have time. All I can do is try to die with you when you break your promise. But now I can't do it.]
As soon as he opened his eyes, he entered the diary and was forced to answer all of Thor's questions. He was completely unable to resist, and even it was difficult for him to erase himself.
The power Thor used to restrain him was completely beyond his imagination.
In fact, Thor still doesn't know to which level the Diary of the Dead Wizard belongs.
Gorza, a second-level official wizard, could not sense the existence of the diary, and Kira and Kismet never noticed anything special about his left shoulder.
Ralph, who had been madly pursuing the diary, once believed that owning the diary would allow him to become a formal fourth-level wizard.
It would not be surprising if the level of the diary was really equivalent to that of a fourth-order formal wizard.
But the more Thor came into contact with the diary, the more he felt its power.
The fourth level... may not be the limit of the diary! Thinking about it this way, it is very logical that the young man, a vengeful spirit, has no effect on the diary with his prepared countermeasures, and has completely become a servant of the diary.
Although Thor could use the power of the diary to enslave the young man and force him to answer all his questions, he felt that there was no need to rigidify their relationship.
Rational communication and proper respect can appropriately enhance the subjective initiative of the consciousness sealed in the pages of the book.
"Since you have no way to get out of this predicament now, you should understand that there is no need for me to deceive you anymore." Thor continued to comfort the young man, "Don't worry, I just need you to stay here for a few years. As long as you don't play tricks, I will let you out later. The promise of giving you freedom a hundred years later will still be valid."
The white handwriting was silent for a moment, and finally chose to compromise.
After all, he had no choice.
[I understand. In the meantime, I will do my best to serve you. ]
The other party did not say anything hoping that Thor would keep his promise.
It doesn't make sense.
[Let me introduce myself again. I was a second-level official wizard in my lifetime, but because of my bloodline, I was hunted down and had to abandon my real name. But for convenience, you can call me Agu.]
Diary of a Dead Wizard: The signal is being transmitted... Are you receiving it? (End of this chapter)
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