Chapter 522 The way to strengthen is to commit suicide
Ou Qili calculated the time and finished the conversation before the old witch came back.
He also sped up the progress of his experiments to prevent the old witch from discovering that he was slacking off when she came back.
But when the old witch came back with an unhappy look on her face, she didn't care at all about the experiment that Ou Qili was in charge of.
She shook her sparse ponytail, letting the finger tied to her hair hit the back of her head again and again.
"Did you go to the cave entrance?" The old witch walked behind Thor, as if she would immediately hit him with the wooden board in her hand if there was any problem with his answer.
"I didn't go to the cave entrance. I just went to look for my driver." Thor puffed out his chest. "He was locked up by you."
The old witch's eyes became complicated.
"What do you want him for?"
"I was the one who brought him into the No Man's Land. After completing this experiment, I will also take him out."
The old witch stood behind Thor, not knowing whether to scold him for being naive, or to feel relieved that she had picked up such an honest fool.
"...After you finish my experiment, think about the driver's problem."
In the end, the old witch did not punish Thor.
In fact, she left the door open on purpose, just to test whether the two would take the opportunity to escape.
Just walking around here was already something she tacitly agreed to.
In the next few days, the experiment progressed in an orderly manner.
Sol's private work that he included in the reference experimental data also produced research results.
However, these studies on the witchcraft of combining flesh and blood with spirits cannot be recorded on paper, for fear of being discovered by the old witch and Ou Qili.
Thor had no choice but to let several consciousnesses act as his notebooks and write down several different experimental results.
And so another month passed.
The old witch went out again for materials.
Although she was dissatisfied with the rapid consumption of materials, she was pleased with the progress of the experiment.
Seeing that years of experiments had finally shown promise, she could only suppress her temper temporarily.
After the old witch left, Thor continued to do the experiment seriously.
Just like when she was here.
"The flesh and blood part of the fusion of flesh and blood and soul is ready. But the fusion of flesh and blood is more troublesome. The old witch's transformation experiment is biased towards the body and does not require much from the soul. It is not convenient for me to use too many spirits for experiments." Thor put down a petri dish and threw it casually into the "failed products" area, thinking about how to reasonably apply for more spirits.
"What have you thought about?" At this time, Oqili took some new samples and came behind Thor.
After a month, he had completely transformed from a researcher to Thor's assistant.
This also made him more anxious.
Thor paused, but he held the experiment steadily.
"I haven't thought about it yet. Although it is aimed at the locator, it is also very dangerous."
"A wizard who is afraid of danger will eventually die in the unknown! Do I need to teach you such a simple truth?" Ou Qili was so angry that he almost exploded.
Seeing that he was almost driving Okili crazy, Thor finally relaxed a little.
"And I don't have any way to strengthen the locator in a short time..."
"I have!" Okili interrupted Thor immediately.
Thor finally stopped what he was doing and looked at Okili with raised eyebrows.
It was obvious that Ou Qili was trying hard to suppress his emotions, but his cheeks still flushed slightly.
"If you agree to start a similar plan, I will give you the method."
"But if you don't show me the method first, how can I agree to open it?" Thor looked righteous.
He's not in a hurry anyway.
Ou Qili's face turned a little red again, but he raised his hand and patted his cheek to calm himself down.
"The locator can help us stabilize our spiritual body and resist pollution from inside and outside the body. Some people also interpret it as an anchor, which is the key to prevent us from getting lost in the ocean of knowledge. But no matter what the explanation is, it will not change at all."
"The locator can play a certain protective role when we encounter a cognitive crisis. This effect will not weaken with the increase in the number of times it is used. In fact, it is like our brain, the more we use it, the more flexible it becomes. So my method is to actively train the locator."
Thor looked over coldly.
He knew that the method to strengthen the locator would not be easy.
But Okili's method is no longer a question of whether it is dangerous or not.
That's just a crazy test on the edge of death! Are all wizards in the Borderlands so desperate?
Well, for Ou Qili, he may have no other choice.
"This method... is too dangerous."
"But this is the only way for us to survive. Even if we suffer some irreversible trauma in the process, there is still a chance to repair it in the future. But if a person dies, there is nothing left."
Thor still didn't give Okili an immediate reply.
However, in order to appease the other party, Thor gave a deadline.
Three days.
However, within three days, something happened that made Thor change his mind.
The old witch came back half a day later than expected.
When she appeared at the door of the laboratory, she was covered in dust.
The dust penetrated into every inch of her wrinkles, as if she had been buried in the soil for several hours.
When Thor saw the other person, he was stunned for a moment, but decided not to ask more about the other person's experience.
The other party may not be willing to recall those embarrassing experiences.
"Have you found a complete soul body?"
Ou Qili couldn't help but look sideways, and sighed again that this kid really had no emotional intelligence at all.
"I didn't find it." The old witch said gloomily, "But it doesn't matter."
The old witch didn't even clean herself up, she just walked out of the room and came back again a few minutes later.
And this time, she brought the dwarf out of the cage.
The dwarf has not left his cage for a long time.
In the past, every time the old witch came to see him, she would take some body tissue from him.
Sometimes more, sometimes less.
Although he had a strong physique and good recovery ability, he was still extremely weak at this time.
He never knew when this kind of life would end, but recently he saw some light at the end of the tunnel.
The new boy, whose hair had not yet fully grown, seemed to have brought the experiment to an end.
The characteristic is that the old witch has been taking tissues from him more and more frequently recently.
Although his body was badly injured, hope rose in the dwarf's heart.
As long as he can hold on, maybe there's hope of regaining his freedom.
Whether the old witch's experiment succeeds or fails, life will never be stagnant again.
But today, the old witch brought the dwarf directly to the laboratory.
Okili was helping Thor and recording data. He saw the old witch half-dragging and half-pulling the dwarf over here. He was a little surprised at first, but then he thought of something and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
He tapped Thor's shoulder, "Just watch."
Thor stopped what he was doing and threw one of the samples back into the scrap area.
Next, he saw the old witch securing the weakened dwarf to the experimental table.
"Don't you need a complete soul for your experiment?" The old witch looked up at Thor and said, "You don't need to be picky about race, do you?"
Thor looked on expressionlessly and said nothing.
Next, the old witch dismembered the dwarf.
The dismembered dwarf did not die for a while because of his strong vitality.
Next, the old witch brought out her homemade soul extractor.
It's like an upside-down pot with many jars connected crookedly at the bottom.
This homemade instrument is quite crude, made of materials found everywhere. What is really valuable is the densely packed miniature witchcraft arrays on it.
These microscopic magic arrays turn garbage into sophisticated instruments.
The old witch used witchcraft to activate the instrument.
The dwarf, who was still breathing just now, lost consciousness in an instant.
Thor squinted his eyes and saw a highly transparent spirit between white and gray being sucked into the pipe above bit by bit.
During this time, the old witch had been chanting spells carefully to ensure that the spirit would not be cut off.
When she was done, she took the cauldron off and threw it to Thor.
"Here you go, a complete spirit body. Even though it has been deformed, I guarantee that not a single fragment is missing."
(End of this chapter)
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