Chapter 258 Mist Man
Thor never knew that his workplace was so lively.
He lay on the wall with his face pressed against the gap, almost squeezing his eyeballs out.
He saw that the second warehouse was crowded with people.
These people were different from the standing corpses. They were illusory, even more unstable than the forms of Morton and his companions on the consciousness platform. Their bodies were floating and scattered like mist, barely maintaining the shape of their limbs and heads.
They were standing on the floor, lying between the shelves, hiding in a box, crawling on the ceiling.
These misty people kept shaking their heads from side to side. Although their facial expressions could not be seen, they seemed to be looking for something.
"They're looking for me." Realizing this, Thor's right eyeball began to move up and down and left and right.
It seemed to want to find all the foggy people in the room.
Ever since arriving at the Wizard Tower, he had always behaved very cautiously, whether in the dormitory, the morgue, or now in the second warehouse.
Even when sleeping, I would be careful not to reveal the existence of the diary.
He even occasionally wrote a real diary for this purpose so that he could naturally bring up diary-related vocabulary.
Because Thor didn't feel safe in the wizard tower.
Now he finally found the source of the uneasiness that always surrounded him.
It was indeed as Gorza said, there were no evil spirits in this wizard tower, but it was filled with all kinds of spirits.
There are fragments, vengeful spirits, and unconscious wandering souls.
Rather than being a wizard's tower, it is more of a prison for the soul.
All the facilities here seem to be related to imprisoning spirits.
The so-called laboratories, dormitories and other structures were renovated later to facilitate the move-in of strangers.
"Can these spirits really see me? If they can, will they tell Gorza what I did?"
Thor felt a chill and heat in his spine, as if someone had filled it with ice and then poured a pot of boiling hot water over it.
White mist lingered in front of his eyes, making it difficult for him to see the truth.
"If Gorza can learn all the information in the tower, then no matter what Mentor Anze, Mentor Rum, or anyone else wants to do, it's actually under his control."
"If some people want to do something bad, they either do it in a more covert way or operate outside the tower."
Thor suddenly thought of the several times he walked in the wizard tower in spirit form. Did the tower master know all of this? At that time, he did not hide his soul form or reshape his appearance.
Does Golsa also know that his soul and body... do not belong to the same person? Will Golsa associate it with world travel?
Or did he just regard him as a wandering spirit that plundered other people's bodies? But no matter whether Gorza knew it or not, and what he thought after knowing it, he never mentioned it to Thor.
"Perhaps the tower master is concealing it on purpose, or perhaps... he doesn't care."
Thor did not find any differences or connections between those mist-like people, nor could he observe whether they could communicate with humans, and he could not find any other clues from those mist-like people.
He leaned back out of habit, but found that there was not much space to move.
He reluctantly raised his hand to rub his eyelids. His right eye felt a burning pain, as if he had squeezed it too hard when he was peeping just now.
If you touch it with your hand, you can feel obvious indentations.
"Let's see if I can get out easily first." Thor tried to put his fingers out of the gap as he did when he came here.
Then there was another dizzying moment and he came out easily.
After coming out, the first thing he looked at was the crack in the wall. It was still the same as before. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice that there was a long and thin crack there.
Thor turned his head and carefully noted the current time - selectively forgetting that there was a misty man hanging under the blue hourglass clock.
Then he entered the gap again to test how long he could hide in it.
Half a month later...
Thor asked his mentor Kaz to find someone to cover for him and took a month off.
This time he went out to secretly go to Mofan Town.
In order to conceal his identity, the destination he registered in the registration office was Mobei City, which was more than a day's journey away from Mofan Town.
He specifically emphasized that he should let the coachman with mushrooms growing on his head drive for him.
This time, he not only wanted to see if there was any stock of Mosheng Fruit in Mosheng Town, but also wanted to find a way to get the seeds and cultivation methods.
After successfully building the consciousness platform last time, Thor realized that if he wanted to transform the diary into his own locator, he would probably have to conduct more research.
And even if he successfully transforms the diary into a locator, he can continue to use the consciousness platform to replenish the energy of the soul consciousness stored in the diary.
This way his black pages would no longer be temporary consumables.
When Thor, wearing a gray cloak, went to the wizard tower again, he saw a single-passenger carriage parked on the avenue.
The coachman was standing beside the carriage at this time, and the little mushroom above his head was jumping up and down.
Looking from a distance, it seems that it is not being blown by the wind, but it is really jumping by itself.
The driver saw Thor and greeted him respectfully: "It is a pleasure to drive for you, Lord Thor."
"We might also stop by Black Castle Forest this time. Do you dare to go?" Thor raised his head slightly and looked at the little mushroom above the coachman's head that was extremely active in the wind.
"It's okay, sir. Thank you for your consideration, but in fact this mushroom has brought me a lot of convenience. At least when I was trying to steal your task, no one dared to compete with me." The driver didn't care. In order to make it easier for Thor to observe, he bent down to show it to Thor.
"Hasn't your mushroom absorbed yet?"
"It has been a long time since it has gotten smaller." The driver couldn't help but raise his hand and touch it, his movements very gently, "But it's nothing once you get used to it."
His expression was also very gentle, as if he was touching not a strange mushroom, but his own child.
Thor narrowed his eyes and looked at the mushroom.
In his semi-immersive vision, the mushroom was extremely active. It did not look like an ordinary plant, but rather showed the activity of an animal.
However, the driver in front of him was not affected at all and his spirit was very stable. It seemed that the two had reached a symbiotic state.
Just living in symbiosis with a mushroom, Thor couldn't be sure what the coachman would become in the future.
"I can help you with that if you need."
The driver touched his head, thought for a moment, bowed and said to Thor: "Thank you, sir. But no need, this mushroom also brings me strength, so when I follow you, maybe I can help a little."
"Is that what you think...well then." Thor didn't persuade her any further.
Everyone has their own choice.
Just like when he chose to become a wizard apprentice, he also had to bear the risk of dying at any time.
The driver chooses to keep the mushrooms that give him strength, but he also has to endure the crisis behind it.
Sol will not interfere with an adult's autonomous choices unless it affects himself.
So much for mushrooms.
The driver opened the door for Thor and waited until he was seated firmly before sitting on the front frame.
"Sir, shall we set off for Mobei City?" the driver asked respectfully.
"Let's go." Thor leaned back.
He prepared a lot of props and materials for this outing, and also deliberately left some props in the wizard tower, such as the red-eyed doll given to him by the tower owner.
This doll is both a protection and a surveillance for Thor. It seems that Yura can see what is happening around Thor through this doll.
But Yula and Gorza didn't seem to be completely on the same page. After thinking about this invisible contradiction, Thor decided to keep him in the wizard tower.
It takes about six days to travel from the Wizard Tower to Mobei Town by carriage.
Five days later, in the morning, the driver drove through a sparsely wooded area, breathing in the cool and fresh air.
He likes the early morning, the morning dew makes his mushrooms very comfortable.
Suddenly, an unquestionable order came from the car behind me, "Change route at the intersection ahead."
The driver was startled. If the route was changed, it would not be the way to Mobei City.
However, when the driver remembered the destination of the other road, he tightened the reins without saying anything and turned the carriage to another path.
(End of this chapter)
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