Chapter 548: Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
Camus stopped talking again.
It seemed as if all her actions were just to point out the shortcomings of Thor's experiments.
But when Thor walked over to her again with the materials and squatted down, she stopped talking again.
Just twist your neck and look at the back.
It's quite creepy at first glance.
Seeing that Camus didn't move, Thor looked down at the beaker in his hand, raised his hand and threw a magic crystal into it.
As a result, Camus' head turned around and said, "The magic power in the magic crystal is mixed. It is not suitable to be added directly to the material."
Thor immediately responded, "But if you want to separate and purify this layer of...energy shield on your body, you can only rely on magic power. Using mental power will cause pollution."
Camus was silent again.
hiss--
Sol tooth acid.
He thought about it and threw another magic crystal into it.
This material is basically useless, but it doesn’t matter, the source of the material is right in front of you, ready for you to do with it.
"The magic power in the magic crystal is mixed, so it is not suitable to be added directly to the material."
The second magic crystal fell into the beaker, only to receive the same words from Camus.
Thor curled his lips and stood up again, "Xiao Zao."
Black vine-like tentacles emerged.
Ever since the last algae planting mission could not be completed due to Camus's interference, Thor has temporarily not allowed the algae to enter the ground.
To prevent any further dangers from occurring underground.
So it is still parasitic on the back of Thor's neck.
He was in no hurry to rebuild his business and just had a great time playing with Penny who would occasionally show up every day.
"Xiao Zao, I have a task for you. Here is a beaker and a plate of magic crystals..." Thor was halfway through giving instructions when he felt it was a bit of a waste, so he crushed the thumb-sized magic crystals into millet-sized particles.
"Your task is to drop a magic crystal into this beaker for every ten numbers you count."
Xiao Zao nodded happily, split out a thin tentacle, carefully picked up a tiny piece of magic crystal at the tip, and then threw it into the beaker with a "pop".
"The magic power in the magic crystal is mixed, so it is not suitable to be added directly to the material."
Sure enough, I heard Camus' mechanical reminder again.
Thor was not angry this time. He turned around and went back to continue his experiment.
I don’t get annoyed by the sounds behind me, I just treat them as background music.
"Don't you like pretending to be a robot?" He thought distractedly, "Then it depends on whether you have the patience of the machine."
Ten minutes later...
Before Xiaozao had finished throwing away all the magic crystals - it would occasionally make mistakes when counting from one to ten, and the length of time would vary greatly each time - Thor heard another voice.
"There's no point in you doing this." The voice was soft, almost a sigh.
Thor didn't even turn his head. "Why is it meaningless? This is called obsessive-compulsive disorder treatment."
The other party stopped talking again.
Thor didn't stop, so Xiaozao continued throwing.
“Bang!”
"I don't know what to say other than this."
Very good, finally I am no longer a repeater.
Thor put away the smile on his face and turned around. "Communication naturally depends on the situation, the object and the context. For example, if I ask you, who are you? Where are you from? Why did you come out from underground?"
Camus was silent for a moment, and finally tried to answer: "I don't know. I don't know. I don't know."
"Amnesia?" Thor had also thought of this possibility. After all, she was in a soul state now, and Thor had no idea what she had experienced from birth to death.
"So what do you remember before you woke up this time? Try to recall it. Don't just say I don't know right away."
Camus seemed to be stuck in a stagnation.
This time Thor waited patiently for five minutes.
"There's water everywhere... I'm disappearing..." His voice trembled slightly, but there was no expression on his face.
"Water? Could it be Lake Rhine?" Thor felt that it was not likely.
The gravity coming from under the lake, which can suck away spirits and magic power, should not be able to completely trap a third-level being.
"Maybe he was trapped in some powerful rules, or was killed by others and deprived of his power." Thor guessed.
Then he asked Camus, "You said you were disappearing. Is it to prevent disappearance that you created this layer of protection around the spirit?"
Camus was recalling again, but this time it took a shorter time.
"It should be."
Saul asked a few more questions, asking the previous questions over and over again, and finally came to a conclusion.
Camus has lost his memory.
"There's still one black page left... Should I put her in the diary?"
By relying on the diary's ability to drain waste, Camus may be able to recover his memory.
Thor wanted to give it a try, but something went wrong when he was trying to implement it.
He can't suck Camus away!
Even if he just wanted to suck a finger! The other party seemed to be no longer a pure soul body due to some kind of power or pollution.
"She must be hiding other secrets beneath this gray and white skin."
If he couldn't rely on the diary to absorb Camus' soul, the threat posed by this third-level wizard would be much greater.
But Soul Thor was reluctant to throw away or destroy a third-level wizard who had lost his memory but still had instinctive knowledge reserves.
"It's better to keep it and observe its changes at any time." Thor didn't hesitate for too long.
He once again strengthened the restrictions on Camus by the magic circle, and even discussed with Camus directly and rudely how to restrict herself.
Camus didn't seem to realize that there was anything wrong with this question. He still answered Thor seriously but expressionlessly.
It seems that being bound is not a problem, but watching the small algae burning the materials is.
Just as Thor was happily watching Camus "trapping himself in a cocoon", Xiaozao, who was standing beside him and was either in a daze or simply counting the messed-up numbers, finally counted to ten again.
“Bang!”
It dropped a magic crystal into the beaker.
"The magic power in the magic crystal is mixed, so it's not suitable to be added directly to the material." Camus couldn't help but blurted out.
Xiao Zao grinned and staggered.
Thor: “…”
"You can stop now, Xiaozao."
Camus was willingly trapped in the basement of the wizard tower.
Not only does she have to cooperate with Thor in the experiment, but she also has to cooperate with Thor to continue to imprison herself.
But from her appearance, she seemed to really enjoy studying knowledge and didn't care at all whether she was trapped in a small space of less than four square meters.
When the old witch heard the wooden soul speaking, she couldn't help but come over to see what was going on.
At this time, the old witch had grown from a three-head body to a five-head body.
From a little loli to a big loli.
Only the body is visible, the head is still so ugly.
Sol noticed that Camus was staring at the old witch's exposed arm but didn't say anything, so he took the initiative to ask her: "What do you think of the old witch's object transformation?"
Camus retracted his gaze and said, "Don't comment on a creation that has already failed."
"Who do you say is the failed creation?" The old witch tolerated Thor, but that didn't mean she would tolerate Camus, especially since the old witch didn't know Camus' possible identity.
She directly trapped the air around Camus and then squeezed it inwards with force.
But Camus did not move at all, his body shape did not change, and he was not affected at all.
The old witch's eyes flickered, and then she suddenly changed her spell, directly draining all the energy around Camus.
But the latter still showed no signs of discomfort.
Thor stepped forward at this time and said, "Can't you see that there is something wrong with her consciousness? Why are you angry with her?"
He was now more interested in the protective shield on Camus.
One of the reasons for keeping Camus was to put this protective shield on himself and several consciousnesses.
Of course, the premise is that this gray-white protective shield does not harm his own soul body.
So let's let the consciousness be the experiment first! The second update will be in the evening.
(End of this chapter)
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