Chapter 245 Bang!
Thor went all the way back to the first floor of the East Tower and met no more acquaintances.
After returning to the second warehouse safely and confirming that there was still stock of black amber, Thor looked up and saw that it was still early, so he sat back at the laboratory table and continued reading the book he had not finished in the morning.
How to choose a locator that suits you
Barbara, the author of this book, believes that the wizard's locator is a means of self-control and restraint, so before choosing a locator, one should first understand oneself.
But this step is a little difficult for Thor.
Because of the lack of memories of past and present lives, Thor's self is also incomplete
But Saul was not discouraged, and he did not intend to do it exactly as it was written in the book.
At present, apart from the Diary of the Dead Wizard, he could not choose any other witchcraft props as his locator.
Firstly, with his last experience at Ralph's manor, Thor was certain that the diary could definitely help him stabilize his consciousness.
Moreover, with the diary as a good example, Thor really looked down upon other locators.
Then Thor doesn't actually need to choose a locator at all.
His locator had already confirmed it.
What he needed was to find a direction and a method to connect himself with his diary.
“How can I deepen the connection between my journal and myself?”
Saul drew circles unconsciously on the paper.
Regarding the information in the diary, he could only make a rough draft of his deduction in his mind.
“If the first step is omitted, then I should now consider the diary and myself as one subject.”
"That is, my self includes the diary."
It's a bit of an exaggeration to say this, after all, Thor can't even touch the diary now.
"Wait..." Thor's eyes suddenly widened. "Actually, I touched the diary once. In the cave of Chuishou Valley, in order to defeat the evil spirit Morton, Senior Byron helped me build a consciousness platform. At that time... I used the diary as a brick!"
But Thor also remembered that he couldn't open the diary at that time, so he had to use only the "physical" properties of the diary.
“Maybe, I should build the consciousness platform again!”
"But even if Senior Byron can help me build a consciousness platform, it is still very dangerous to separate consciousness from the body. We must find a way to minimize the danger."
Thor thought about it.
When he exists independently as a consciousness, his emotions are always very cold and extreme.
Murderous and irritable.
It's too easy to get contaminated.
"Maybe I can try to stabilize my consciousness." Thor punched his right palm with his left fist, having made a decision. "Okay, then I'll go buy the magic circle for building the consciousness platform from Senior Byron tomorrow."
"As for stabilizing consciousness and stabilizing the spirit... I remember seeing the corresponding experimental records in the tower owner's private library on the 19th floor. I can go and take a look tomorrow!"
…
When Thor found his next target, Light had just walked back to his dormitory holding his puppet.
Compared to the others, Wright's dormitory was unusually lively.
As soon as you open the door, you can see several maids sitting or standing inside.
They were wearing the same maid outfits as the doll in Wright's arms, but they were even cooler.
When they saw their master coming back, they all gathered around him.
"Lord Wright."
"Owner!"
All kinds of soft whispers surrounded him, but Wright was in no mood to respond to these lovely girls in front of him.
He lowered his voice and tried to speak gently: "I have something to do now, you guys go back first."
The girls looked at each other, no one was dissatisfied, and they all put on their tightly wrapped cloaks and left the Wright dormitory.
When the dormitory door was closed, the doll in Wright's arms suddenly moved.
She jumped to the ground lightly, then turned around...
“Bang!”
He slapped Wright in the face.
"You!" Wright lowered his voice, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Waste." A cute female voice came out from the puppet's slightly opened lips, "He refused to accept it. Can't you explain it again? Who was touched by you?"
Although the puppet's movements were a bit stiff, its speech and thoughts sounded like a living person.
An obvious red mark appeared on Wright's face, but he just moved his chin and the slap mark disappeared.
He suppressed his anger and controlled his voice, "It's because the things you made are not attractive enough, so don't blame me for not recommending you successfully. Besides, it's normal for him to misunderstand you since you insisted on going with me."
Although they were in the dormitory, the two communicated through telepathy to prevent their conversation from being overheard by others.
The puppet can't make any micro-expressions, only its eyeballs are rolling around.
"Maybe he's too young and hasn't tasted a woman yet. But looking at him, has he given up his physical desires?"
"Uh..." Wright recalled Thor's new form. "It's really unexpected and dangerous to transform again in just a few months. But you can't feel it by concentrating your mind, but I can feel obvious vitality from him."
"Thor didn't really develop into a necromancer, nor did he solidify his appearance. He even grew a few centimeters taller."
"That's good." The puppet took a few steps back and forth. "How about this, when the goods ordered by others arrive, you can give him a new puppet. This way he will definitely accept it, right?"
Wright shook his head. "No, if I offer to give him a doll twice before he asks for it, it will definitely alert him."
The puppet blinked, "Alert? Just that 14-year-old brat?"
Wright smiled disdainfully, "All those who looked down on him are either dead or in bad luck."
The puppet was a little dissatisfied, "What about you?"
"If you hadn't caught me when I went out a month ago, do you think I would be willing to face him again? He is that person's student." Although he was dissatisfied, Wright still lowered his voice as much as possible.
The puppet compromised a little, but she still didn't want to let Thor go. "Okay, then when he goes out, we will find a way to send him on an adventure. We must place a structural core next to him. This guy is protected so closely by yours, he must be of great value."
Wright closed his eyes to hide his complicated expression, seemingly acquiescing to the puppet's decision.
…
Eight o'clock in the evening.
It is the quietest time in the East Tower again.
Some brave apprentices have not left the East Tower yet, and some other dangerous monsters have not appeared yet.
Ku Jin arrived on time at the first floor of the East Tower, outside the bronze gate, with the Shadow Feather mentioned at the exchange meeting and the Seed of Evil that he had been cultivating for more than three years.
It’s not that he wasn’t in a hurry, but he was afraid that he would come too early and Thor wouldn’t come out, and something might happen to him here alone.
Since he no longer looked after the second warehouse, his status among the third-level apprentices dropped sharply, and many people who used to dislike him began to cause trouble for him.
The most terrifying thing is that the strange phenomenon that once happened to Ferguson also began to appear on his arms.
Nerve necrosis and muscle rot.
If it is not specially covered up, the disgusting smell of rotting corpses can spread throughout the entire corridor.
But these pains, stench and even inconveniences in life are nothing compared to life and death.
The ulcer on the arm was only the initial reaction of the unstable locator's rejection. If it could not be restored in time with the obsidian amber, the ulcer would probably spread to the chest cavity.
Then he won't feel any pain.
Unless one is unfortunately transformed into a vengeful spirit, one will be forever trapped in the pain of the eve of death.
At eight o'clock, the bronze gate opened as scheduled.
Thor appeared at the door with a small box in his hand.
In order to get this thing out of the warehouse, Thor had to use some tricks.
Some time ago, he was "locked" in the second warehouse, and when there was a task, he had to contact Keli to help deliver the goods.
He therefore gained the power to write with the subpoena pen.
To this day, the tower master has not taken back this power.
So Thor carefully wrote "Dark Amber" on a piece of paper and successfully carried the things out of the warehouse door.
If he didn't have this authority, he would probably need Ku Jin to provide a way to smuggle the items.
After all, Ku Jin had done this smuggling thing before.
Outside the door, Ku Jin stepped forward with his eyes shining.
"Let me take a look at your things first." Thor raised his hand in front of him to let Kujin show his sincerity first.
The initiative was not in Ku Jin's hands, so he could only compromise and took out two carefully treasured things from his arms and handed them to Thor.
Thor reached out and took the two metal boxes, examining them carefully.
Materials related to dark attributes are always placed in boxes of similar materials to avoid being accidentally affected by other materials and causing mutations.
(End of this chapter)
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