Chapter 37 Please take care of me. Goodbye.
When Thor discovered that no matter what material he picked up, only the word "death" would appear in the hardcover book, he knew that he had reached his limit.
It's not that the hardcover book has reached its limit, but that the crucible has reached its limit.
Even with the naked eye, one could clearly see that the sticky purple slurry churned from time to time, and some familiar organs occasionally churned out and quickly sank to the bottom.
It's like a drowning person who keeps struggling, but ultimately drowns under the water and turns into a pile of dry bones and mud.
Thor picked up the handle of the crucible and, with a heavy face, poured the contents into the large box containing the corpses.
This big chest provided by the Wizard Tower is amazing.
No matter how much a corpse flutters, it will be as quiet as a bird once it is thrown in.
Thor watched as the solution and the guests in the box began to produce some indescribable chemical reaction, and quickly closed the lid of the big box before the smoke spread.
Standing up and looking at the slightly fluttering big box, Thor shook his head and sighed.
"Sure enough, with my current limited wizard knowledge, it is still too difficult to succeed by luck."
"It may be that the transformation of the sense of smell is beyond my current understanding. Should we try another direction?"
Thor looked back at the remaining materials on the test bench and estimated that he could still use them a few more times.
In a corner of the lab bench, there is a book with several pages of notes.
The hardcover book records in Thor's previous life the various possible ways of dying in the experiment.
Sol conducted a detailed statistical analysis of these deaths and deduced the properties of each experimental material and their possible effects in the potion.
Through continuous induction and summary, we can continuously correct the direction of the experiment.
This is a typical known result and derivation process.
It is also an experimental method that no other wizard dares to think of.
“Swish!”
The sound of the candlesticks becoming brighter interrupted Thor's deep thoughts.
He sighed, rolled up his sleeves again, and pulled himself together.
Although it is painful to have your thoughts and inspiration interrupted by work, having guests means there will be a steady supply of experimental materials in the future.
Research is often boring and tedious, especially when you only have a vague understanding of the principles behind it.
After five boring days, Thor finally welcomed a first-level apprentice guest on the sixth day.
This guest was not a freshman, but someone he had never seen before. He died unexpectedly for some unknown reason, leaving only a pair of eyes looking upward in fear and helplessness.
The upward angle of view almost squeezes the entire pupil into the upper eyelid.
It was like there was something above its head, attracting its attention.
The body was incomplete, and Senior Hayden, who was in charge of the previous process, would work diligently most of the time.
This will result in a corresponding reduction in Thor's harvest.
Thor checked and found nothing, so he could only attack his head.
The removed organs are placed in a box of appropriate size.
Thor took out the light yellow leather given by senior sister Kong Sha, wrapped the entire box directly, and put it aside.
The remaining guests were sent into the big box.
When it was time to get off work, Thor, holding a box wrapped tightly in light yellow leather, peeked out the door and looked around.
This was the first time Saul had taken a body out of the morgue.
Despite Kongsha's assurance, Saul was still a little nervous.
The rules of the wizard tower sometimes don't matter very much.
As long as you can make sure no one finds out.
With Senior Sister Kong Sha's strength, if she really wanted to get the brain of a first-level apprentice, she wouldn't have to pull it from the corpse.
She could always make a few of her own.
But she went to great lengths to send Thor to the morgue just for a monthly share of his brain.
It can be seen that the Wizard Tower attaches great importance to apprentices.
It's okay to kill one or two secretly, but if you kill too many, you will pay a heavy price.
"If we can't take the materials out, just put them in the morgue and wait for Senior Kong Sha to come and get them. Anyway, the servants who clean up never touch any place other than the tool bench." Before he failed, Thor had already thought of a way out.
He held the box and walked out of the morgue carefully.
In order to avoid being bumped into by the seniors next door, Thor deliberately delayed his departure until nearly eight o'clock.
The lights in the corridor were not as bright as they had been in the afternoon, and the occasional flickering of the candle wicks seemed to urge Thor to act quickly.
When Thor reached the end of the corridor, he saw a sturdy man leaning against the wall like a corpse.
Thor took a step forward.
The sturdy man's nose twitched suddenly.
Thor folded his arms, ready to turn around at any time.
The sturdy man turned his face towards Thor and his nostrils twitched a few times.
Quiet.
He could hear his own breathing.
The sturdy man suddenly moved. He supported himself with one hand and slowly stood up.
It is not accurate to say that he stood up. He should have stood up and lowered his head and hunched over with his chest hunched, for fear that the top of his head would hit the ceiling of the corridor.
Although the sturdy man couldn't see, he still walked accurately towards where Thor was.
"It's over."
Thor held the yellow leather and slowly backed away until his back touched the cold stone wall. A tingling sensation spread along the texture of his back to his internal organs.
“We’re going to be caught.”
"There are no hints in the hardcover book? It wouldn't be fatal if I were discovered. This is my first mistake. If I put the things back in the morgue, maybe I won't even be punished."
Thor turned his head to look at the scarlet gate not far from him, wondering whether he should put it back now.
Strive for leniency.
But at this moment, the strong man's direction suddenly changed.
This caused Thor's heel, which had just been raised, to fall back down.
The strong man slowly entered the morgue where Thor was.
Thor looked sideways and saw the burly man barely squeezing in through the gate, stopping next to the tool bench with incredible accuracy, and reaching out to pull out the large box underneath.
The heavy box was like a foam prop in the strong man's hands and was lifted easily.
Then the burly man successfully squeezed out of the door without bumping into anything else in the room.
Turn right when you go out.
Thor just watched quietly as the burly man carried the large box and walked into the depths of the dark corridor.
There were heavy footsteps, but they gradually faded away.
We must leave as soon as possible! Pass safely!
Thor suddenly came to his senses, immediately realized it was getting late, and ran out with the things in his arms.
The East Tower is still very dangerous for a first-level apprentice, especially since he currently only knows two non-aggressive level 0 spells and his ability to protect himself is questionable.
The closest passage between the East Tower and the West Tower is on the fifth floor.
As he ran, Thor suddenly felt something strange.
It only takes three laps to get from the second floor to the fifth floor.
But he just...hasn't he been turning for a long time? Thor felt uneasy, but he didn't dare to stop.
For some reason, he always felt his head was heavy and his center of gravity was unstable, as if he was about to fall at any time.
It was as if something had come out from the whorl of his hair and grown wildly into a wobbly big ball, constantly affecting Thor's actions.
Thor wanted to look up, but the movement to raise his eyes suddenly stopped.
He thought of the guest he had received today.
The apprentice who rolled his pupils upwards, trying hard to look above his head.
Thor stopped abruptly.
He suddenly stopped moving and something flashed quickly in front of his eyes.
It seemed like a smooth forehead with a few eyebrows, which protruded a little from the top of the head and then shrank back due to the rebound pulling force.
"What on earth is going on on my head?"
Sure enough, the Wizard Tower had no good intentions towards him.
Others often walk by the river, so they get their feet wet.
But if he walked along the river, he would surely fall into the ditch.
The soul gift gave him the capital to survive, but it also brought him the disaster of death.
Thor loosened his grip and slowly lifted it upwards.
The fingertips were raised above the eyebrows, but then stopped in mid-air.
What if he really touched something? Thor slowly withdrew his hand.
He kept his head still and glanced at the hardcover book.
"Can you do it?"
Hardcover did not respond.
Thor's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.
The hardcover book didn't respond~ He still held the head in his arms, and did not relax even though he guessed that the changes above his head came from here.
He walked steadily to the wall step by step and calculated the distance.
"Nice to meet you, please take care of me!"
With the sound of the boy gnashing his teeth, he suddenly leaned forward and bowed 90 degrees to the wall.
The figure became a shadow.
“Boom!”
Something hit the wall... hard.
“Pah—”
Then there was the sound of something breaking.
Thor stood up and a sticky liquid slid down his head.
It's a bit like squeezing shampoo directly onto your head.
Cold.
Slowly dripping down.
Thor raised his hand expressionlessly and rubbed his forehead hard to prevent the unknown liquid from flowing into his eyes.
"Goodbye!"
(End of this chapter)
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