Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Let it dry

“Who brought them back?” Thor asked in surprise.

The two men died in the Valley of the Hands, at the hands of the evil spirit Morton. At that time, there were pursuers behind them, and they left in a hurry, and had no time to collect their bodies.

He didn’t expect that he would see the two again.

“Probably Mochi Mochi. He lives in the Black Castle Forest on the border. When you go out in the future, you can go to his place to rest.”

Mochi Mochi is the man who is very slender and lives in a very slender place.

I didn’t expect that he could bring the bodies back from such a dangerous Valley of the Hands.

However, these two bodies are somewhat different from what they looked like when they were alive.

It is not the difference caused by corpse spots, gigantism, etc., but a subtle change.

Herman’s skin has become very rough. If you look closer, you can see that Herman’s skin is not rough, but there are many tiny holes in his skin.

It’s like someone pierced small holes in the orange peel with a silver needle. If you look closely, you can still see the obvious difference.

“Is this… something that has been extracted from his skin?”

Heywood smiled slightly. “It’s a silver metal, you should have seen it. But the body was severely deformed after the extraction. For the sake of the beauty of the collection, I had to find some other materials to pour into it.”

Heywood knocked on the transparent coffin-like box. “It’s not dry yet. Be careful when moving it.”

Thor opened the lid of the box, took out a metal rod from his arms, and gently pressed the back of Herman’s hand.

A milky white mucus emerged from the small hole on the back of the hand, but when Thor took back the metal rod, the mucus slowly seeped back.

“The exudation rate is a bit high. I’d better let it air out before putting it in the group of corpses.” Thor said and looked at Bill’s body again. “Bill’s body… is there anything I need to pay attention to?”

Heywood said, “He’s not a big problem. Mentor Gudo has helped neutralize the toxins in his body, but he still needs…”

He was halfway through his words when Bill’s lips were suddenly pushed open by a stream of air.

“Puff——”

“… Let the air out.” Heywood said the rest of the words without changing his expression.

Thor: “…”

“Okay, I’ll put this one aside for a while too.”

The two took out the handover documents, and now the two freshly processed collections were officially put into the second warehouse.

Heywood nodded with satisfaction, and saw that Thor had already pushed the two transparent boxes and turned around to leave.

At this moment, a crack appeared in the hood behind him, and a pair of eyes with excitement appeared from inside.

But her excitement did not last long.

“Where are your eyes???” A hoarse female voice came from behind Heywood’s head, with a sense of exasperation.

As a result, before Thor could speak, Heywood smiled and said, “Need I say more? Of course I hid it.”

Heywood turned around and said to Thor, “Of course, if you change your mind at any time, we can still continue the transaction… the beautiful eyes you hid.”

Heywood smiled and stepped back, leaving the second warehouse.

“Did this Heywood recognize the nightmare butterfly, or did he see that the cocoon was precious?” Thor could only be vigilant about the other party’s magical observation ability.

He carried Bill and Herman’s bodies into the warehouse.

Because the two new collections were not stable enough, Thor still placed them in the transparent box.

“It’s really interesting. The consciousness of these two people is with me, and now the bodies have been delivered to me, so they are reunited.”

Just as Thor was lamenting the fickleness of fate, a burst of cold air suddenly passed through his body and rushed to the two new collections.

White frost began to form on Thor’s eyebrows and hair.

He quickly took two steps back to avoid the sudden cold current, and then he felt that the temperature around him had returned to normal.

Just now, it seemed that something had penetrated into the bodies of the two people from the air from all directions.

“It doesn’t look like a simple drop in temperature. Is it a spirit?” Thor entered semi-immersive meditation and scanned the two new people, but found nothing. “The cold air seems to have disappeared. The change just now ended before I observed it. Next time if there are new people coming, remember to observe the changes in the spirit.”

Sol was thinking and taking notes.

It was almost the time agreed with Kong Sha, so Sol temporarily stopped observing the two new collections.

He came between the shelves, under the collection No. 117.

When he was organizing the warehouse before, he checked all the numbered items one by one.

Some of these things looked scary and dangerous, while others looked like the most common things around.

“No. 117, Elf Whisper.” Sol carefully took a bottle filled with half a transparent liquid from the shelf.

There was a branch standing diagonally in the bottle, with a section of liquid exposed at the top of the branch, and two tender green leaves stretched out at the top.

It looked full of life, small and cute.

Elf Whisper is actually the branch in this bottle, not including the bottle outside and the liquid in the bottle.

These two things are actually used to seal the Elf Whisper.

In the warehouse manual, the warning for No. 117 is: “Do not pour out the liquid in the bottle, and do not take the branch out of the bottle. Once the above two rules are violated, you must immediately notify Master Kaz or Lord Gorsata. If a species with white skin, golden eyes and long ears appears in front of you, you must not actively communicate with it!”

In addition, the manual does not record how to use the Whisper of the Elf, but Kongsha must have her way, and Sol does not need to worry about it.

Their agreement is: Sol will move the items to the inside of the bronze door, open the door when the time comes, let Kongsha come in and use the Whisper of the Elf, the use time is one minute, and Kongsha will leave immediately after the time is up.

The most dangerous process for Sol is the process of transporting the Whisper of the Elf back and forth.

However, Sol is no longer the first-level apprentice who had no resistance at the beginning.

Who doesn’t violate some prohibitions when they are students?

Therefore, after confirming that there is no prompt in the diary, Sol put the bottle containing the Whisper of the Elf on the cart.

When leaving, he also took a small hourglass timer.

He only planned to give Kongsha one minute to avoid other accidents.

Somewhat to Thor’s surprise, he pushed the cart all the way to the bronze gate smoothly without any trouble.

Thor took out the small hourglass timer and waited for 7:55 to come.

It was already 7:53, and he didn’t need to wait too long.

The waiting time passed very slowly.

Thor’s index finger kept tapping the handrail of the cart, and he gradually felt irritated.

After he tapped 60 times, he looked down at the hourglass again.

It was still 7:53…

“Is my perception of time wrong, or is there something wrong with the hourglass?”

Thor turned his head away and counted sixty numbers again, but when he looked down, he found that the hourglass was still stopped at the 53-minute mark.

“There must be something wrong.” Thor looked at the green branches in the cart, “I didn’t touch the branches, nor did I open the bottle. Sure enough, just moving its position will also be affected.”

Thor calmed down, trying to drive away the inexplicable irritation in his heart, and just stood there and entered a meditative state.

During meditation, he discovered that his spirit body had indeed experienced some abnormal fluctuations, but he was not aware of it at all. Fortunately, the fluctuations were not severe and could be restored through meditation.

Thor quickly calmed down the shock of his spirit body and looked down at the time, 7:56.

He immediately let go of the cart, walked to the bronze door and pushed it open.

Outside the door, Kong Sha, with her cloak covering half of her face, stood in the dark corridor with her head down.

The darkness kept squeezing her body, as if trying to drive the woman away from the first floor of the East Tower.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the woman standing like a sculpture raised her head, “You are one minute late, is there something wrong?”

(End of this chapter)