Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 2

Chapter 2 In vivo Experiments

Thor stood there.

He was thinking, but he didn’t have much time.

The candlelight on the wall had changed from dim yellow to dim yellow. When it turned bright yellow, it would mean that tomorrow would be dawn. Before the candlelight emitted white light, Thor had to return to the fourth floor.

These were all rules.

The pool of blood on the ground was still there.

If he left, it would become fertilizer for the flowers the next day.

But how to clean it up?

He was an ordinary person without any extraordinary means. How could he deal with the strange murderous blood?

Ask for help from others?

The boys who lived with him seemed to be somewhat hostile to Thor before he crossed over, and they would never come to help him. Moreover, those people were ordinary people like Thor and had no ability to help him.

Find a housekeeper?

But the housekeeper never appeared at night, and Thor didn’t know where to find him.

His current activity area was the fourth servant floor and the eleventh to thirteenth floors.

There was no way.

Thor’s trembling fingers suddenly stabilized.

He put the mop back on the cart and tidied his clothes. He

walked to the room opposite the room where the blood flowed, raised his hand, and knocked on the door three times.

In the silent corridor, the three knocks were very clear.

Sol lowered his head and glanced at the hardcover book. There was no new way of his death on it.

Just as Sol raised his hand to knock three more times, the door in front of him suddenly opened.

Sol held his breath.

The door opened little by little.

A slender figure appeared behind him.

It was a woman wearing a black nightgown. She was plump but not fat, and her skin exposed outside the clothes was very white.

Sol looked up and saw a beautiful chin, rosy and plump lips, a high nose bridge, and the top… was gone.

The woman only had half a head!

In the dark night, seeing such a scene, Sol felt that his soul was about to fly away.

Sol suppressed his fear and did not let himself show a rude expression.

But his teeth made an uncontrollable clattering sound.

The woman opposite lowered her head. The upper half of her head was gone, and the skin and flesh at the cut of the head were white and rotten.

The place where the eyes should have been was replaced by a semicircular glass cover.

The glass cover contained turbid white liquid. As she lowered her head, something that looked like an eyeball would hit the glass wall from time to time.

“What’s the matter?”

The half-faced woman opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was quite pleasant.

“My lord…” Thor heard his voice trembling. He took a deep breath to stabilize himself. “A pool of blood flowed out of the room opposite. I can’t handle it. Please save me, sir.”

The woman looked up, and an eyeball appeared in the glass cover, tightly attached to the edge.

Then the eyeball disappeared, and she lowered her head again, chuckling: “Why should I save you?”

Thor knew that he would not be so lucky to meet a kind and helpful person as soon as he knocked on the door.

“My lord, what do you need me to do?” Thor lowered his head.

He was just a servant and had no right to make conditions.

The woman supported her chin with her slender fingers, “I need a living experimental subject, but I don’t have enough credits recently. If you volunteer to be my experimental subject, I will help you solve that problem.”

Thor glanced at the hardcover book on his left shoulder.

The hardcover book did not respond.

Thor was too weak now, and he could only rely on the death hint in the hardcover book to take a gamble.

“Okay!”

The woman raised her red lips, very satisfied with Thor’s decisiveness.

She stepped aside to let Thor enter her room, then went outside and did something unknown.

Thor stood in the woman’s room.

He found that this place was much larger than the dormitory where more than a dozen people lived, and there was also a suite inside.

The oil lamp was on in the living room, very bright and stable, and it should also have the effect of witchcraft.

On the long table in the middle of the living room, there were many props and materials that he didn’t recognize at all.

The most conspicuous thing was a crucible in the middle placed on a small stove, with a pot of black liquid bubbling inside.

“That’s what you are looking at.” The woman walked in at some point.

Thor looked back and saw that the door had been closed. He didn’t know if the pool of blood outside had been dealt with.

“I need you to put one hand into the crucible, take it out and tell me how you feel.”

The woman pulled out a bench and sat across from the table, crossing her legs, waiting for Thor’s reaction.

Thor knew he had no bargaining power, so he simply didn’t play the victim and beg for mercy.

He rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and directly put his whole hand into the black liquid.

He didn’t use a finger to test it first, for fear of backfiring and causing the woman’s dissatisfaction.

“Hiss–” Thor took a breath.

But he was not burned, but cold.

A bone-chilling cold.

“Crackle, crackle”

Thor’s teeth were trembling from the cold.

“You can take it out.”

Hearing the woman’s voice, Thor hurriedly pulled his hand out.

But when he looked at his hand, the breath he had just exhaled because of relaxation was sucked back by him.

The flesh on his hand was gone.

Thor’s left hand was just a skeleton, as clean as a human model in the art studio.

The most terrifying thing was that Thor didn’t feel any pain at this moment.

“Huh… Huh…”

Thor kept panting, holding his left wrist with his right hand, and both hands trembled together.

And when his left hand was shaking, there was a sound of bones rubbing against each other.

The woman opposite did not comfort Sol’s fear. She stood up and pointed her finger at her chin.

“It seems that the Xisheli python’s gastric juice was too much. How do you feel in your left hand now?”

“Cough… cold… but not painful…”

Sol endured the fear and coldness and tried his best to act like a professional researcher.

“It seems that I can still control it.”

As he said that, he moved the fingers of his left hand.

It was a little difficult, but it was indeed able to move.

“Not bad.” The woman smiled, and seemed to be very satisfied with Sol’s answer.

She picked and chose, took a few materials from the table, and threw them into the crucible seemingly casually.

The crucible “chi chi” emitted two streams of white steam, and then returned to the quiet state of bubbling just now.

“Now,” the woman sat back, raised her chin with interest, and pointed at the crucible, “put the other hand in.”

Sol exhaled, he had expected it.

The first experiment was obviously unsuccessful.

The second experiment was also a matter of course.

Thor let go of his left hand, and then resolutely put his right hand into the crucible.

“Uh…”

He suddenly felt that his whole arm was about to freeze.

His right hand buried in the black liquid had no feeling at all.

“It’s OK.”

Hearing the woman’s voice, Thor immediately pulled out his right hand.

What was reassuring was that this time it was not a skeleton hand.

Not only that, his palm, which was originally covered with scars and calluses due to labor, also became smooth and white.

Without waiting for the woman to urge him, Thor took the initiative to say: “Huh… It’s still very cold, colder than before… Gurgle…”

He tried to control the collision of his teeth.

“… It doesn’t hurt, I can control it…”

Thor stretched out his fingers and raised them up to show the woman opposite him clearly.

The woman smiled again, and this time she was obviously happier. Thor saw the sharp white teeth behind her red lips.

“You really surprised me.”

The woman stood up and even clapped her hands twice.

She walked to the other side of the room, took out a crystal bottle from the cabinet, and handed it to Thor, “Drink it.”

Seeing Thor’s ugly face, she laughed so hard that the white liquid on her head swayed with her movements.

“Don’t worry, this is not an experiment, it’s a healing potion.”

(End of this chapter)