Death Wizard Diary

Thor took two steps back because of fright, and his feet stepped on the masonry ground, making a heavy echo.

The corpse tied to the conveyor belt suddenly opened its eyes. Without moving its head, its eyes desperately looked to the left.

After seeing Sol and Kaz, his pupils suddenly dilated and trembled slightly, as if he had seen something exciting.

"Is he still alive?" Thor couldn't help but ask Kaz.

"How is that possible?" Kaz walked forward with a calm face and lifted the black leather covering the new apprentice in front of Thor.

Underneath the leather was a cut chest, with ribs open like wings, and the chest was empty.

The legs further down have turned into strips of flesh mixed with dirt and rocks.

It's cut really finely.

But the apprentice's eyes were still moving, and turned upward as Kaz moved. His lips were slightly split, revealing the white teeth inside.

Thor felt his stomach churn.

In the past few days after traveling back in time, he had seen a lot of bloody and terrifying things in the wizard's tower, which made him restrain himself from vomiting on the spot.

Now, the test for him has begun.

He forced himself not to look away.

The feeling of nausea and dizziness was still there, but Thor kept telling himself that it was just an immovable corpse and would not suddenly stand up and swallow half of his face in one bite.

The fear is slightly lessened.

"His brain has died long ago. What is left here is not his own soul. And he is not aggressive under normal circumstances." Kaz covered him with black leather, turned around and asked Thor, "Are you afraid?"

Thor took a deep breath of the smelly air.

"Afraid."

"Huh?" Kaz raised his eyebrows.

"But I can do it."

"Hmph." Instructor Kazi snorted, "This job is not something you can do if you want to. The corpse in front of you has gone through two rounds of processing, dealing with dangers and recycling materials. These alienated corpses will eventually have to be processed.

Special treatment is needed to eliminate it, otherwise it will run out and turn the Wizard Tower into a mysterious realm. But before eliminating it, we can leave some useful experimental materials. What you have to do is the final finishing and cleaning up."

Kaz's withered hands clapped against the black leather.

"Crack!"

"You have to use your knowledge or your inspiration to find the part that has magical properties due to alienation but does not harbor ghosts. Cut it apart and put it in different boxes on the table, cover it for recycling and preliminary sealing.

The rest will be put in the big box below. After you leave at night, people outside will take away the box and replace it with new ones."

"I will grade your work based on the number of useful materials. As long as you submit more than five materials each month, you will be considered qualified. If you submit more than ten materials, you can get one more credit."

Kaz raised his chin and pointed at the still moving body, "Now, tell me, which part do you think can be recycled?"

Sol walked to the conveyor belt and mustered up the courage to point at his trembling eyes.

"Is this useful?"

"It's no use." Kaz said expressionlessly.

It seems that the parts that appear to be active on the surface may not necessarily be useful.

It may also be because it has been contaminated by some strange deformation and cannot be used again, so it is useless to wizards.

It's really not easy to earn this kind of money.

Do dark attribute wizards deal with corpses and ghosts?

Thor took another deep breath.

Now he has adapted to the smell here. Although it still feels fishy, ​​it does not make him vomit.

He lifted up the black leather and looked over.

Perhaps after becoming an apprentice, his mental power has been developed. Thor is still uncomfortable, but he can now use his eyes to observe the puddle on the conveyor belt without being frightened and dizzy.

This mutilated corpse looked no different to Thor's naked eyes, and Thor was not sure where else it could be used as material for a wizard.

In his peripheral vision, Thor noticed that Kaz's left hand was already tapping his right arm, and his patience was about to run out.

"Through my knowledge or my inspiration... But the knowledge I have now can't help me distinguish it at all. Then it can only be through inspiration. What is inspiration? Intuition, or spiritual power?"

Sol's eyes moved carefully to his left shoulder. Unfortunately, his hard-cover book was only responsible for saving his life, not for earning money. At this moment, he was as quiet as a lying fish.

There was only one way Sol could try.

He stood in front of the corpse of his new apprentice and began to visualize the walking patterns of humans and monsters.

Without the help of a crystal ball, it is difficult to enter immersion. But last night's experience in the laboratory allowed Thor to enter a semi-meditative state without relying on a crystal ball.

In this state, he can see elemental particles and some things that are usually invisible to the naked eye.

At this moment, in Thor's eyes, the still-movable eyeballs stretched out from his face like a snail's tentacles, shaking up and down, looking at the world curiously.

The corpse's lips were covered with a layer of hard black thorns.

The teeth under the lips sparkled slightly.

Sol stared at the flash of light that appeared and disappeared, and felt that the flash was somewhat familiar.

Like when he played the game before, there was a prompt for items to drop.

"It's time to pick up the bag, it's time to pick up the bag."

"Have you not found it yet? I can remind you that there are at least two places on this body that can be recovered. As long as you can find one, you will pass."

Kaz's impatient voice interrupted Sol's meditation.

Thor didn't have time to judge whether the scene he was using his mental power to detect was reliable. He raised his hand and pointed at the mouth of the corpse.

Kaz frowned, "You mean his mouth?"

"No, his teeth."

A brief look of surprise flashed across Kaz's face.

He stepped forward, picked up a thin black stick from the long table behind him, and opened the lips of the corpse.

"Ahem..." He turned around and looked at Sol with a slightly unnatural expression, "Yes, this is a place."

Success!

Sol suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to observe other parts of the corpse with semi-immersive meditation.

Then,

He saw two bright spots.

Saul feigned uncertainty and pointed to one of them.

Kaz nodded and asked if he had found anything else.

Thor carefully observed it from top to bottom again, ignored the last flash of light, straightened up and said to his mentor: "I have nothing else to discover."

"Well, it's not bad." Kaz casually pointed out the shining point that Saul had not revealed yet, and said calmly, "There is another one here."

Next, Kaz verbally instructed Sol to use the props on the experimental table behind him to divide and recycle the materials. Then he placed them in three small boxes on the table, closed the lids, and inserted the latches.

The remaining parts of the body were rolled up in the piece of black leather and placed in a large box under the long table.

There is a witchcraft circle engraved inside the big box, which has a sealing effect on ghosts and monsters.

There was only a large bloody mark left on the conveyor belt.

Kaz nodded and raised his chin to signal Thor to turn the wrench on the teleportation platform again.

With the sound of the machine turning, the blood-stained conveyor belt turned to the bottom of the machine, and another corpse emerged from behind the black leather tassel.

When Thor saw the head that was also exposed outside the leather, his eyes instantly narrowed.

This deceased person... he also knew.

She tried to seduce Sol when delivering textbooks on the first day, and appeared in Sol's nightmare that night.

That plump maid!

Why did she die too?

Is it an accident or man-made?

"Do you know her?" Looking at Sol's expression, Kaz asked in a calm voice.

"Well, she once sent me teaching materials."

"In the Wizard's Tower, death is common."

"If you continue to die like this, what will you do if you all die?"

"Go to nearby towns to recruit people, and they are willing to send people in."

After the chat ended, Instructor Kaz pointed at the maid, "She has... at least one usable part. If you can find it this time, I will leave the job to you."

Sol's spirits were lifted, and he couldn't care less about feeling sorry for the maid, and lifted the black leather covering her body.

The maid's body was naked, and the long wounds on her chest proved that she had also been dissected. But she was an ordinary person after all. Although she died in a strange way, there were not many abnormal places on her body.

Unlike the new apprentice just now, when he put it into the big box under the table, it was already a light pile.