Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 158

Chapter 158 Soul-Guiding Oil Lamp

Thor slowly clenched his teeth.

Such a cold truth made his breathing stagnate. But deep in his heart, there was a voice telling him that this was how the world should be.

Winnie seemed to be still unsatisfied with the extent of the shock the truth had on Thor. She approached Thor again, and the shadow leaned forward and stayed by his ear.

A small voice sounded, “Do you know how many years Gorza has been at the peak of the second level?”

“If you don’t understand the meaning of this sentence, I’ll give you an example. Do you know why the second-level apprentices who cannot advance to the third-level apprentice at the age of thirty will be driven out of the tower?”

“Why does the wizard tower let them leave instead of squeezing them to death?”

“Because those who stay at the peak of the level for a long time will have their knowns continuously contaminated by the unknown above. Leaving those second-level apprentices in the tower will sooner or later be contaminated and turn into monsters. You work in the morgue, you should know that contaminated things will be sent to the garbage dump. Even a powerful person like Gorza is unwilling to take the risk of using it.”

Thor vaguely felt a sweet breath blowing on his cheek, but after the sweetness, it was extremely bitter.

Winnie continued, “You said Gorza… Is he becoming more and more like a monster?”

Thor finally couldn’t help but take a big step back, his back hit the table, and the pain and fear made him breathe heavily.

“Heh… Heh…”

Thor couldn’t help thinking, if the tower master turned into a monster, how many people would be left alive in this wizard tower?

Just as Thor was trapped in the terrible future described by Winnie, a gentle voice suddenly sounded at the door.

“Eula, don’t scare Thor.”

Thor and Winnie turned their heads at the same time, and saw Gorza, wearing a reddish-brown cloak, walking slowly from the middle of the corpses.

When Gorza passed by, the corpses would automatically move aside and wait for people to pass by before going back.

When he walked in front of Winnie and Thor, Gorza opened his arms, lifted his cloak, revealing a body wrapped in pink bandages underneath.

“Come back.”

Winnie’s shadow just stayed where it was.

But Gorza was very patient with her, and said again: “Come back… Be good.”

Winnie only glanced at Thor at this time, and her red eyes couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

She walked over, opened her arms and hugged Gorza, and then like raindrops falling on the lake, she merged into each other’s body and disappeared.

Thor suddenly came back to his senses. When Winnie left and looked back at him, he seemed to see a beautiful and cold female face.

Gorza retracted his hand, and the wide cloak swayed gently, covering his body tightly again.

He lowered his head and whispered to Thor: “Don’t worry about what Yula said, especially the part about resurrection. I will tell you when you are promoted to level three.”

Thor couldn’t help but step forward, “Master, is the spirit just now really Mrs. Yula?”

Gorza nodded, “It was her.”

He chuckled, “Did she tell you that she was just a replica and named herself Winnie?”

Thor didn’t know how long his conversation with Winnie had been overheard, but there was no point in hiding it, after all, Winnie herself was sucked into someone else’s body.

He nodded.

“She is always like this. When she is happy, she says she is Yula, and when she is unhappy, she says she is Winnie.” Gorza’s eyes curved, but soon dimmed. “I have tried my best to keep her consciousness intact, but when replenishing Yula’s soul energy, she was still somewhat polluted by the outside world. So her cognition was also affected.”

“There is no way for the time being. The consciousness is more fragile than the soul. Sometimes a trivial impact from the outside world, or a change in one’s own thoughts, can cause great harm to the consciousness. Go from one extreme to another.”

Gorza stretched out his right hand from under the cloak, holding an old and rusty oil lamp on his fingertips, with a thin layer of oil in it.

“The body is the cornerstone of the soul. Don’t play with the soul leaving the body for no reason.”

Thor paused and reached out to take the oil lamp.

The oil lamp was very small and he could hold it in one hand.

The wick was a small piece of noodles, burning steadily.

Did the tower master see that his soul had left his body before? Or did Winnie, who was following him, tell the tower master?

“I don’t know why I suddenly left my body last night. I was shocked, but luckily I returned later.”

Thor explained, trying to show that he was not seeking death on his own initiative.

“Take this soul-guiding oil lamp with you. Drop a few drops of fingertip blood and saliva into the lamp oil. If your soul leaves your body again, it will help you return to your body.”

Thor held the oil lamp tightly. So the tower master believes that the soul will leave your body again?

“Thank you. But do you know why this happened to me?”

“You already have a guess in your mind, go and verify it, instead of listening to others.”

Gorza’s eyes curved gently again, “If you want to thank me, grow up as soon as possible. At least you have to reach level three, then you can help me.”

Thor nodded quickly, “Yes, Tower Master, I will definitely work hard.”

Gorza smiled, and the whole person suddenly disappeared in front of Thor.

In the huge warehouse, Thor was finally the only living person left.

Without the worry of being possessed by evil spirits, he didn’t have to find anyone to help.

Thor held the soul-guiding oil lamp and walked back to the table and sat down.

He lay on the table with his arms around his face, and no one could see his expression at this time.

Before three o’clock in the afternoon, Thor moved all his experimental materials from the corpse room on the second floor of the East Tower to the warehouse on the first floor of the East Tower.

Then he took advantage of lunch time to find Senior Byron, intending to transfer the contribution he got from the sailboat to Byron as a reward for saving his life.

Not surprisingly, Senior Byron did not refuse and directly accepted Thor’s thank-you gift.

“When did you come back?” Byron counted the portion he deserved, and returned some credits to Thor.

“Actually, I came back yesterday.” Thor smiled bitterly.

Byron glanced at Thor, but thought that Thor did not return to the dormitory after returning to the tower, but was with the tower master, so he did not ask much.

“What are you going to do about Wright?”

Thor knew what Byron meant, and said with a smile: “What he did at that time was actually the norm in the wizarding world. It was you who came back to find me, which really surprised me.”

“I only took action when I was sure of it.” Byron’s expression was indifferent, and he did not think that what he did was so surprising. “If you died, I would escape immediately and would not avenge you.”

Thor shook his head, “Senior, don’t you take this life-saving grace to heart?”

“I just did some assistance. You can survive on your own. As for that little favor…” Byron raised the account book in his hand, “It’s offset.”

Thor smiled obediently, and there was no need to talk about favors.

“By the way, where does Senior Wright live?”

Looking at Thor’s seemingly innocent smile, Byron silently mourned for Wright in his heart, and then reported Wright’s dormitory number and the laboratory he often went to without hesitation.

The information was very detailed.

But Thor did not go to find Wright. This matter was not urgent.

He took advantage of the little time and moved to a new house.

Keli next door had not returned yet.

He felt a little regretful, but this was the rule of normal outings. Who would be like him and come back in a few days.

There was no time to rest. Thor exchanged some things he needed and returned to the second warehouse.

…

While Thor was busy, the news that he replaced a third-level apprentice and became the warehouse manager had spread among the senior apprentices.

On the twelfth floor of the East Tower, there was a free activity room dedicated to the exchange of third-level apprentices.

There were not many people here at ordinary times, but the third-level apprentices who came back from outings would basically come here for a walk.

They would exchange their gains and experiences outside, or inquire whether there was any new news in the tower recently?

Today, the door of the activity room was pushed open again, and three people walked in from outside.

Two men and one woman.

The first man had an aggressive demeanor, the second had a sinister look, and the third woman wore a large hood that covered the upper half of her face, revealing only her fair skin and beautiful chin. There

were only two people talking in the activity room, and they stopped talking immediately when they saw the three people coming in.

They looked at each other, and one of the women stood up and walked towards the people who came in.

“Billy, I heard that your brother Bill died on this mission.”

The man with a sinister expression raised his head and replied lightly, “Oh.”

(End of this chapter)