Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Itchy Meat

I am most afraid of the air being suddenly quiet for a long time.

Seeing Kong Sha remained silent, Thor was a little anxious, and his eyes were still wrapped in gauze.

“It seems that my worries are unnecessary, so…” Kong Sha suddenly did not dare to give Thor any suggestions, and she changed her words to a euphemism, “If you are interested in the plan to strengthen your mental power, I can take you to a place. There you will definitely find a suitable locator.”

“Locater…” Although Thor already has a diary, he has not yet turned the diary into a clue for his own locator.

It would be nice if he could learn from other locator plans, so that he can expand his ideas.

“Senior Kong Sha, the locator is not that easy to find, right? Is the place you mentioned particularly dangerous?”

“Yes! But only dangerous places can have powerful locators. Thor, you are indeed… very good now, but if you want to continue on the path of wizards, you can’t be satisfied with your current achievements. Sometimes, you just want to stop and rest, and when you set off again, you will find that you will never catch up.” The

eyeballs in Kong Sha’s head shrank back one by one, as if they also felt her gloomy mood.

“Is this Kongsha’s real experience?” Thor thought, “Sorry, I still need to think about it.”

Although he was tempted, Thor did not agree immediately.

Kongsha’s shoulders sank slightly, “I can give you the locator plan first. Even if you don’t use this plan, you can sell it to others at a high price. For a second-level apprentice, the locator has always been the most rare.”

The work in the second warehouse was indeed hot. Before Thor had even sat down, he was already being targeted by so many people.

Now Ferguson wanted candles, and Kongsha wanted the Elf Whisper No. 117.

The first thing, Thor had heard from Ku Jin that it seemed useless but was actually very valuable. If Thor took this thing out, they would have a handle in their hands, and Ku Jin and others would use it to threaten him.

The second thing was the elf item that Senior Byron had warned Thor not to touch before he reached the third level.

In fact, Thor was very strange. Obviously, there was an item called Elf language in their witchcraft text, so why were elf-related items a taboo?

But at that time, Thor was too weak and had no energy or qualifications to explore the reason.

This time he had a chance to learn more about it. But before he was sure, he would never carry anything related to the elves with him like Kongsha and Sid.

The elf doll that could make wizard apprentices afraid to use their mental power just by holding it in their hands really made Thor curious.

Isn’t this a killer weapon against wizards?

“How about this, Senior Kongsha, within ten days, if I’m ready, I’ll go to your dormitory at the agreed time before.”

Thor was not sending Kongsha away. If he didn’t want to cooperate, he wouldn’t set the time so long, but to let the other party give up as soon as possible and not have any hope.

At five minutes past three, Thor finally returned to the second warehouse.

He first went to check the communication pen and found that there was no mission today.

Then he turned around and walked through the group of corpses, came to the wall, and confirmed the number of candles that were lit.

91.

This number was a bit dangerous, and Thor quickly added it to more than 100.

He held the lamp lighter and waited for a while, and no candle suddenly went out.

Thor nodded with satisfaction, “No wonder Ku Jin said that the second warehouse is the safest place, this task is easy to accomplish!”

The next second, Thor, who had worked hard to light the lamp, put away the electric lamp in his hand, moved a large box, and moved it under a candle lamp that had not yet been lit.

He held a beaker in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and climbed onto the box.

Standing on the box, Thor’s line of sight was at the same height as the candle lamp.

He used the knife to directly cut a small piece of candle and threw it into the beaker under the candlestick.

Thor squatted down and put the knife and beaker at his feet, then stood up again, took out the lighter and tried to light the candle.

Without any surprise, the candle was lit, but it was shorter than the candles in other candlesticks.

Thor turned around and looked around the entire warehouse. The candles in all the candle lamps in the warehouse were the same height.

Only the candle he had cut was shorter.

“The candles in the wizard tower are always bright and never extinguished. No one has ever replaced the candles. Why are the heights consistent? It’s as if a machine has measured them accurately.”

Thor jumped down from the box, picked up the beaker and the dagger and returned to the long table.

“I used to think that a servant or apprentice would be responsible for replacing the candles. But only the tower master and I can enter the second warehouse freely, and no one else can enter, so this should be the effect of witchcraft.”

Thinking of this, Thor suddenly put down the beaker, raised the dagger and ran back to the big box.

He pushed the big box under a damaged lampstand with no candle on it. He climbed up again and used the dagger to pry the candlestick off the wall.

The base of the candlestick was firmly fixed to the wall by six long iron nails. Even with the strength of Thor’s arms, it took a lot of effort to pull out a candlestick.

The iron nails that had been separated from the wall fell out of the base of the candlestick under the action of inertia, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Thor transferred the knife and candlestick to his left hand, pressed his right hand on the wall, and leaned forward to explore the hole under the candlestick.

On the wall under the base, there was a small hole with a diameter of about one centimeter. It was dark inside and no details could be seen.

Thor gently moved the fingertips of his right hand to the vicinity of the hole.

“Light spell.”

The warm-colored witchcraft light ball slightly illuminated the inside of the small hole.

The small hole was neither a rough mud wall nor a smooth metal pipe, but a wrinkled, fleshy thing – a bit like a blood vessel or an intestine.

At the bottom of the blood vessel, there was a thin layer of dried white substance.

Thor immediately turned his head and looked at his left hand.

The bottom of the long-damaged candlestick in his hand also had a thin layer of dried white substance.

“Could these two things be the same substance?” With curiosity, Thor tried to use the short knife in his hand to dig out some white substance from the inside of the pipe.

But the blade of the short knife was not narrow enough, and the layer of white substance was deep in the pipe. Unless the wall was destroyed, it could not be reached at all.

Thor originally wanted to run back to change a steel needle or tweezers, but before taking action, he suddenly asked himself: “If I touch it, will it be dangerous?”

The diary did not respond.

So Thor answered himself again: “It shouldn’t be dangerous. After all, candles are everywhere in the wizard tower. The rule book only says that candles cannot be extinguished, but it does not mention that candles cannot be touched. For example, my job often requires contact with candles, and it is possible to touch candles. Since there is no mention in the rules, the candles themselves should be harmless.”

Thinking of this, Thor directly put his right fingertips into the pipe – the diary did not move – and gently dug out a little white substance.

But when he hooked his index finger, he suddenly felt that the pipe seemed to move.

It was like someone suddenly scratched the itchy flesh and it shrank slightly.

The tremor was so slight that Thor even wondered if he had seen it wrong.

He reached in and dug again, but there was no movement.

He scratched the inner wall of the pipe gently, strand by strand, as if scratching an itch.

Suddenly, the pipe really moved again.

The tremor was still very slight this time, but Thor, who was mentally prepared, saw it clearly this time.

The pipe was alive!

There was even a ticklish flesh!

Thor pressed the cut candlestick back with a complicated expression. Of course, he also took some of the white substance in the candlestick, but he didn’t dare to touch the “blood vessel”.

After that, he returned to the long table with the two substances.

Now, Thor pushed a small space out of the messy long table. There were a small section of candle, the white substance dug out from the pipe, and the white substance left in the candlestick.

Thor took a little bit from each of these substances and did various basic property test experiments.

After several rounds of experiments, the performance of the three substances was exactly the same, and it can be basically determined that they are the same substance, that is, the candle itself.

“The candles in the candlesticks are transported through pipes. So the candles here do not need maintenance and will never burn out.”

“The candles in the warehouse are the same as those outside. Except that they will go out, the candles themselves will not get shorter. So there should be a living pipe under the candlesticks in other places.”

Thinking of this, Thor suddenly felt a little creepy.

He looked up and looked around, “Are we actually living in the body of some kind of creature?”

Various materials were displayed in the cold warehouse, including the limbs of various creatures. Even if those ports were neat and smooth, they could not alleviate the pain they suffered when they died.

All the cruelty, blood, and darkness were hidden under the neatly cut stone slabs…

“Is the wizard tower a synthetic creature? There are countless creatures sealed here?”

Countless creatures have countless grievances, so the wizard tower can never fall into darkness.

Because darkness will awaken latent fear!

Recently, the number of words in each chapter is very large, so I am now a 5000 party, not a 4000 party.

Evolved~

(End of this chapter)