Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 15
Chapter 15 Come on! Let’s go together!
Thor’s fingers were on the puppet, and he couldn’t take it or put it down.
“Why do I always receive death warnings? Am I too unlucky, or is this the norm in the wizard tower?”
Thor slowly and tentatively loosened his hands, and found that he had not turned into a puppet lying on the ground.
“It seems that if the puppet wants to take my body, she can’t do it alone. I need to open the cabinet or face multiple puppets to do it.”
Thor walked around the puppet and prepared to take the small bucket containing the garbage.
“Since you don’t plan to go back to the cabinet honestly, then be my garbage!”
However, Thor was too happy too early.
New handwriting appeared on the hardcover book.
[New Moon Calendar Year 314, May 21,
because of laziness, you threw the puppet into the trash can.
Although this is indeed where it should be, the small bucket can seal the garbage, but it can’t seal the props.
When you come to the laboratory again the next day, it is like a hurricane passing through.
The angry senior Mark didn’t listen to your explanation at all. He licked off all your skin, flesh, and internal organs…
You turned into a skeleton.
Your left hand is very happy. 】
Sol immediately jumped back and grabbed the puppet on the ground, “You are so cruel. You will die if you put it in the cabinet, and you will die if you don’t put it in!”
He pinched the doll and really wanted to crush it with force.
But the doll was very strong. With Sol’s strength, he couldn’t even remove one of its arms.
Sol gave up trying.
Because when he exerted force, the doll seemed to smile.
Although there was no death warning, Sol always felt that breaking the puppet was not a good thing.
“Take it outside the laboratory and find a place to throw it away.” Sol thought tentatively.
The hardcover book did not warn again, but retracted his left shoulder.
“Huh–“
Sol breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and prepared to patrol the last section of the road and leave immediately.
However, he just turned around…
“Hua La La…”
There was a sound of something falling to the ground behind him.
The glass cabinet door was wide open, and the puppets inside were scattered all over the floor.
As soon as Thor turned around, he inevitably met the eyes of one of the puppets.
“Save me, save me, save me…”
“Save me, save me, save me…”
“I want it too, I want it too…”
“Save me, save me, save me…”
In an instant, it seemed as if hundreds of people’s voices rang in Thor’s mind.
Thor no longer cared about the warning that Mark would kill him the next day, and turned around and ran. However, as soon as his feet left the ground, he lost his balance and fell to the ground with a “bang”.
Thor wanted to get up, but found that his limbs were as stiff as wood.
A feeling of numbness was spreading from his limbs to his torso and his brain…
“No!”
Thor remembered the teachings of Monica on meditation during the day, and immediately recalled the details of the walking diagram of the human monster in his mind.
Although he had no diagram in his hand and no crystal ball to assist meditation, Thor still entered a meditative state in the face of life and death crisis.
The complicated sounds in his ears immediately weakened, but did not disappear completely.
The feeling of numbness retreated from his internal organs to his limbs.
If Monica were here, she would be amazed that Thor’s talent in mental power was better than she thought.
But Thor still couldn’t get up and run away. His limbs were still as stiff as wood.
“No, my left hand can still move!”
Thor felt that his skeletal left hand was not stiff, but could bend and stretch flexibly.
He poured all his strength into his left hand and crawled on the ground, trying to stay away from the puppets behind him.
But as soon as he moved his left hand, he couldn’t maintain meditation, and the numbness spread along his limbs again.
But simply maintaining meditation cannot solve the dilemma. He will even fall into despair after his mental strength is exhausted.
Thor simply gave up meditation and focused on crawling with the strength of his left arm, dragging his body, and crawling again…
Only when the numbness spreads to his chest will Thor pause and meditate again to let the stiffness return to his limbs.
In this way, he kept switching between crawling, meditating, crawling, and meditating, and approached the door of the laboratory little by little with difficulty.
Thor’s left hand was already on the door of the laboratory. “I didn’t expect that it was that living experiment that saved me.”
The door of the laboratory opened inward, and Thor needed to climb up and pull the handle.
But when he tried to prop up his upper body with his left hand and wanted to lean on the wall, the door suddenly opened by itself.
Half of Mark’s face stretched out from behind the door, and his eyes tried to stare down at Thor, revealing a large area of white on his eyes.
“Thor, what are you doing?”
The familiar face appeared, but it only made Thor feel like he was falling into an ice cave.
A chill swept through his body.
From the angle where he was lying on the ground, he could see it clearly.
How could that be Senior Mark?
It was only a thin half face sticking out from the middle of the door.
The face didn’t seem to realize that it had been exposed, and it was still staring at Thor, “The lab is in a mess, where are you going? Go back and clean it up!”
The big red trash can next to the door suddenly opened its lid.
“Snap!”
A pair of pale hands rested on the edge of the trash can.
The joints were bulging, and the veins were bulging, as if they were trying hard to climb up.
A strange “gurgling” sound came from behind, slowly approaching Thor, and something was rolling towards him.
Thor’s teeth began to chatter again. He didn’t expect that after becoming a wizard apprentice, he still couldn’t get rid of the fate of being weak, helpless and waiting to die.
The hardcover book flew in front of him again, flipping quickly, but without stopping. A big “death” was written on each piece of paper that flashed by.
It didn’t even bother to describe how Thor fell into death.
“Hehe… Hahaha…” Thor began to laugh, “Why does death always stare at me alone? Is my meat delicious? Hahaha…”
He was already a little crazy.
“Come on! Come on! Come on together! Let’s see who is more powerful after becoming a ghost! Come on! Hahaha…”
“Bang!”
The door was suddenly pushed open.
The door hit Thor’s forehead and knocked him to the ground.
“Ugh!”
Thor’s laughter was interrupted, he gasped, and subconsciously covered his forehead with his hand.
“Wait, my body can move?”
Hardcover quietly retracted his left shoulder.
Without time to check, Thor quickly looked up and looked forward.
On the door, half of Mark’s face had disappeared.
The door was completely pushed open, and a man wrapped in pink bandages slowly walked in.
Except for a pair of silver eyes, the man’s other parts were tightly wrapped in bandages.
The ears, nostrils, and even a strand of hair were not exposed.
Stared at by the man’s pair of silver eyes, Thor half-prostrated on the ground, unable to move, his mind was blank, and he didn’t even feel fear.
Fortunately, the man in the pink bandage only glanced at Thor, then raised his head to the laboratory and whispered, “Go back.”
He looked down at Thor again, the coldness in his eyes receded, as if he was as gentle as clear water.
“New apprentice, why did you spend the night in the laboratory?”
“Overnight?”
As soon as this thought came to Thor, his whole body regained consciousness, as if he was himself again.
Thor turned his head to look at the hourglass on the wall, only to find that the hourglass had already reached the mark of eleven o’clock in the middle of the night.
“When Senior Mark left, it was clearly not yet six o’clock, why is it already eleven o’clock now?”
In Thor’s perception, the time he stayed alone in this laboratory was definitely no more than half an hour.
(End of this chapter)
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