Death Wizard Diary

Chapter 165 Conspiracy

Just do it if you think of it!

After confirming that there was no warning in the diary, Sol walked up the stairs again.

Soon his head popped out of the floor of the fourteenth floor. The lights were on, and there was obviously someone in this dormitory.

The dormitories of third-level apprentices are twice as big as those of second-level apprentices.

After once again confirming that there was no danger, Thor got out and started walking around the dormitory.

Although the bedroom was twice as big, the extra space was not used for enjoyment. It was as simple as an ascetic monk.

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 get into the laboratory to see what the owner here was studying, the diary popped up and reminded him: Don't read it randomly, be careful to seal it!

"Things studied by third-level apprentices are still dangerous to me!"

"The diary says to be sealed instead of going crazy. Could it be that the other party is studying the imprisoned spirit body?"

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 will have a handle. Then we can give him a small amount of benefits and let him do more things."

"What can you do?" The other person's eyes darkened, "Kill him! As long as the person who works is gone, this task will definitely come back to you."

"But the price is too high. Do you have a lot of credits?"

Seeing that Culkin was doubting himself, Ferguson almost became furious, but he thought of something, suppressed his anger, and even lowered his attitude.

Before Sol could turn around, a muffled conversation reached his ears.

Before Ferguson finished speaking, Kujin stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "You didn't tell me that this would happen!"

These legs are a bit scary.

They quarreled in a controlled voice and kept their anger suppressed.

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

Kujin did not wait for the confused Ferguson to speak, and took the initiative to explain: "For the first time, I will use something that he will definitely be interested in in exchange for him to steal something that seems very inconspicuous, but very important.

"

Ferguson suddenly began to take off his belt.

Ferguson's legs were almost completely charred, as if they had been burned by fire. Just by standing like this, fine black powdery residue fell down.

"What?" Saul and Ferguson asked at the same time.

After this retreat, I retreated to the bedroom next to the laboratory.

"Teacher Kaz personally sent the person here and didn't even allow me to argue. What else can I do?" The man who sounded a little frustrated when he spoke was none other than Ku Jin, who had been robbed of his job by Saul.

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

"

But Saul noticed more than that.

As soon as the belt was untied, the entire pair of pants fell to the ground, as silky as if there was no leg support at all.

But his legs, wrapped in tight pants, were as thin as a rod, completely inconsistent with Ferguson's muscular upper body.

He turned around and saw two tall men with bulging muscles standing face to face in the middle of the bedroom.

Such a coincidence? This is talking about him!

"If the materials cannot be supplemented..."

He walked over and took a closer look at the material of Ferguson's pants. They were actually the same as the long black gloves he once wore. Those gloves were ruthlessly thrown away by the tower owner not long after he wore them.

Ferguson frowned in confusion.

"Is there anything that can't be done? Is it surprising that someone died in the tower? Who has the mentor been in charge of? Don't forget, without warehouse work, our things will be out of stock. Do you want to change back to the person you used to be?

Trash?" Ferguson was not to be outdone.

…

Sol quickly took two steps back.

In the room, both Thor and Ferguson stared at Culkin for a moment, waiting for him to make a choice.

Ku Jin finally let go of his hand, his voice full of weakness, "We must get back to the warehouse!"

Under Ferguson's baggy trousers, he was actually wearing a pair of black tights.

"But he doesn't need to steal materials." Ferguson asked puzzledly.

Kujin said word by word: "Candles."

Ferguson put on his pants silently, and then replied with a gloomy face: "If you use other people's methods to advance, of course you will have to endure stronger side effects."

"you mean……"

I don't know the other person, Saul, but judging from his demeanor, he must be a third-level apprentice.

"What on earth are you thinking? Did you really let that little man steal your job?"

At this time, Ku Jin, who was frightened, finally spoke tremblingly, "Why, why is this happening?"

"I'm indeed anxious. But I can't help it. Why do you think I haven't gone out recently?"

The diary reminded him: If he goes out for too long, the old house will catch on fire.

"Ferguson!" Culkin stared and couldn't help but raise his voice, but he quickly reacted and lowered his voice again, "You're crazy, how could you do something like this a second time? Do you think your mentor really doesn't know?

?"

But Ferguson was not optimistic about Culkin's plan, "Just stealing something once, the other party may not be afraid of it."

"Am I going to be like this?" Ku Jin clenched his fists, and the blood vessels on his forehead jumped.

Shorty? Stealing the job? Saul immediately responded.

Unexpectedly, Ku Jin just rolled his eyes at Ferguson, "Do you only know how to kill people?"

Sol quickly took a few steps back and moved away from the laboratory.

Kujin's pupils trembled, his brows furrowed, and his fingers tightened on Ferguson's collar.

It's like the upper and lower bodies of two different people spliced ​​together.

But the skin that had been burnt by electricity quickly returned to normal. She was still a beautiful woman, but Ferguson's legs looked hopeless.

"We can definitely get that kid Saul on board."

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

How can I still walk and stand with legs like this?

"We can lure Sol with credits or other things he is interested in and let him steal materials for us."

A large sum of magic crystals was lost.

"Let me show you."

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

"Whether you take risks or not depends on the costs and benefits. If the benefits are large enough, a timid person will dare to kill; if the costs are small enough, he will not act cautiously."

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."

Sol, who was watching on the sidelines, suddenly widened his eyes.

He didn't care to continue eavesdropping on Ku Jin's plan, and quickly sank down into the bathroom, walked six steps clockwise, and returned to his body.

Ku Jin gasped, and his expression immediately changed.

Ku Jin took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, "At least I have other options."

A trace of white arc appeared on the carbonized legs.

"You're just a loser who's nearly thirty and can't be promoted. What other options do you have?"

This electric arc is very familiar. If you think about it carefully, Ferguson's situation is very similar to that of Mentor Monica!

Ferguson's expression remained unchanged, "Tell you, will you change your mind?"

Thor returned to his dormitory.

"I know that in the second warehouse, although some materials can be used at will, those materials are either small in quantity, of little use, or have strong side effects. It is much more difficult to find the right materials in the warehouse than outsiders think. I am like this in the warehouse

Haven’t we only experimented with a few materials that we can use over the years?”

"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 on the ground.

His eyelids were as heavy as lead, and his arms were as soft as noodles.

He fell to the ground, and the last thought before he fell into coma was: "This time the soul left the body, is Mrs. Yula a warning?"

(End of chapter)