Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 165

Chapter 165 Conspiracy

Do it as soon as you think of it!

After making sure that there was no warning in the diary, Thor walked up again like taking a step.

Soon his head poked out of the floor of the 14th floor. The light was on, and there was obviously someone in this dormitory.

The dormitory of the third-level apprentice was twice as large as that of the second-level apprentice.

After confirming that there was no danger again, Thor got out of it and began to walk around in this dormitory.

Although the dormitory was twice as large, the extra space was not used for enjoyment. It was as simple as an ascetic.

People who are content with pleasure cannot become a third-level apprentice before the age of thirty.

In addition to the regular living room and bedroom, the dormitory also has a large warehouse and a pocket laboratory.

When Thor was about to go into the laboratory to see what the owner here was researching, the diary popped up to remind him: Don’t look around, be careful to seal it!

“What the third-level apprentice is researching is still dangerous to me!”

“The diary says to be sealed instead of crazy. Could it be that the other party is researching to confine spirits?”

Thor hurriedly stepped back a few steps and moved away from the laboratory.

This retreat led to the bedroom next to the laboratory.

Before Thor turned around, a suppressed conversation reached his ears.

“What on earth were you thinking? Did you really let that dwarf take your job?”

Dwarf? Steal your job? Thor immediately identified himself.

What a coincidence? They were talking about him!

He turned around and saw two tall, muscular men standing face to face in the middle of the bedroom.

They controlled their voices and argued in a low voice, even their anger was suppressed.

“Master Kaz personally sent someone here and didn’t even allow me to argue. What else can I do?” The man who sounded a little discouraged was Ku Jin, whose job was taken away by Thor.

Thor didn’t know the other man, but judging from his demeanor, he must be a third-level apprentice.

“What can we do?” The other man’s eyes darkened, “Kill him! As long as the people working are gone, this task will definitely come back to you.”

“Ferguson!” Ku Jin glared and couldn’t help raising his voice, but he quickly reacted and lowered his voice again, “You are crazy, how can you do this kind of thing a second time? Do you think the mentor really doesn’t know?”

“What can’t be done? Is it surprising that someone died in the tower? Who has the mentor ever managed? Don’t forget, without the work in the warehouse, our things will be out of stock. Do you want to become the waste you used to be?” Ferguson was not to be outdone.

Ku Jin narrowed his eyes and looked unfriendly, “I think you are anxious, right? Once this matter is discovered, I will be the most suspected, and you can stay out of it. After all, on the surface, no one can see the relationship between you and me!”

Seeing Ku Jin doubting him, Ferguson almost flew into a rage, but he thought of something, suppressed his anger, and even lowered his posture.

“I am indeed anxious. But I have no choice. Why do you think I haven’t been out recently?”

Ku Jin pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

“Let me show you.”

Ferguson suddenly began to untie his belt.

Thor, who was watching from the side, suddenly widened his eyes.

As soon as the belt was untied, the whole pair of pants fell to the ground, as smooth as if there was no leg support.

Under Ferguson’s wide trousers, he was wearing a pair of black tights.

However, his two legs wrapped in tights were as thin as poles, which was completely inconsistent with Ferguson’s sturdy upper body.

It was like the upper and lower bodies of two different people were spliced together.

Ku Jin took a breath and his face changed immediately.

But Thor noticed more than that.

He walked over and carefully observed the material of Ferguson’s pants. It was the same as his old black long gloves. He hadn’t worn the gloves for long before the tower master ruthlessly threw them away.

A large amount of magic crystals was lost.

While lamenting his loss, Ferguson had already grabbed the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down, revealing a pair of thighs.

Saul quickly stepped back.

These legs were a bit scary.

Ferguson’s legs were almost completely carbonized, as if they had been burned by a raging fire. Just standing there, fine black powder and residue fell down.

How can such legs still walk and stand?

A trace of white electric arc appeared on the carbonized legs.

This electric arc is very familiar. Thinking carefully, Ferguson’s situation is actually very similar to that of Teacher Monica!

But Teacher Monica’s skin that was burned by electricity can quickly recover to normal, and she is still a great beauty, but Ferguson’s legs seem to be hopeless.

“My gloves are used to defend against external electric shocks, and his pants are to isolate the current in the body.” Thor shook his head and said in the tone of the tower master, “They are all stupid methods.”

At this time, the frightened Ku Jin finally trembled and said, “Why, why is it like this?”

Ferguson put on his pants silently, and then answered with a gloomy face: “Borrowing other people’s methods to advance, of course, you have to bear stronger side effects.”

“Will I become like this?” Ku Jin clenched his fists, and the blood vessels on his forehead jumped.

“If the materials are not replenished…”

Ferguson hadn’t finished speaking when Ku Jin stepped forward and grabbed his collar. “You didn’t tell me this would happen!”

Ferguson’s expression remained unchanged. “Tell you, will you change your mind?”

Ku Jin took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. “At least I still have other options.”

“He’s just a waste who can’t be promoted in his thirties. What other options do you have?”

Ku Jin’s pupils trembled, his brows knitted, and his fingers pinching Ferguson’s collar tightened.

In the room, Saul and Ferguson stared at Ku Jin without blinking, waiting for him to make a choice.

Ku Jin finally let go, his voice weak, “We must take it back to the warehouse!”

Ferguson finally breathed a sigh of relief, “How do you want to do it? If you are afraid of trouble, you can lure him out, and I will do it, and you can take the opportunity to get rid of suspicion.” Unexpectedly,

Ku Jin just rolled his eyes at Ferguson, “Is that all you can do?”

Ferguson frowned in confusion.

“We can definitely get that kid Thor on board as well.”

“But he doesn’t need to steal materials.” Ferguson asked puzzledly.

“I know the second warehouse well. Although some materials can be used at will, those materials are either in small quantities, not very useful, or have strong side effects. It is much more difficult to find the right materials than outsiders imagine. Haven’t I only experimented with a few materials that we can use in all these years in the warehouse?”

“You mean…”

“We can use credits, or other things that Thor is interested in to lure him to steal materials for us.”

“But the cost is too high. Do you have a lot of credits?”

Ku Jin suddenly raised the corners of his lips, “Who said we will always give him credits? As long as he violates the rules once, we have a handle in our hands. Then we can give him a small amount of benefits and let him do more things.”

But Ferguson was not optimistic about Ku Jin’s plan, “It’s just stealing something once, the other party may not be afraid.”

“Whether to take risks depends on the cost and benefit. If the benefit is big enough, even a timid person dares to kill; if the cost is small enough, he will not act cautiously.”

Ku Jin took the initiative to explain without waiting for the confused Ferguson to speak: “The first time, I will use something he will definitely be interested in in exchange for him stealing something that seems inconspicuous but very important.”

“What is that?” Sol and Ferguson asked at the same time.

Kukin said word by word, “Candle.”

…

Sol returned to his dormitory.

The diary reminded him: he had been out for too long and the old house was going to catch fire.

He didn’t bother to continue eavesdropping on Kukin’s plan, and quickly sank down and fell into the bathroom. He walked six steps clockwise and returned to his body.

“Yawn…” Sol yawned and quickly put on his clothes, “Candle…”

The scene in front of him began to spin, and he finally walked out of the bathroom and fell to his knees.

His eyelids were heavy as if they were tied with lead, and his arms were soft like noodles.

He fell to the ground headfirst, and his last thought before he fainted was: “Is this time the soul leaving the body a warning from Mrs. Youla?”

(End of this chapter)