Diary of the Death Wizard

As soon as half an hour was up, Saul took his leave voluntarily.

Seeing the direction in which Saul left, Mark was a little dazed.

"Why do you like that brat so much?"

His palms were split open again, and his tongue was partly visible, but it made the sound of someone speaking.

"Master Tutor gave him a chance, didn't he? And I also want to see how far he can go. I haven't seen any first-level apprentice who can complete the transformation of the witch body."

The palm made the sound of swallowing saliva.

...

Sol didn't know that someone (sly) was greedy for him, but he only knew that the knowledge he got from Mark didn't waste his two credits.

What hesitation? fear?

hehe.

nonexistent.

Saul couldn't wait to go to the mortuary to verify his crazy inspiration.

He walked downstairs quickly, and suddenly, a woman with a hood passed him by.

That beautiful jaw and sexy red lips are so familiar.

Even if he hasn't seen him for more than 20 days, Sol is still not unfamiliar.

He stopped slowly and looked back.

Kong Sha didn't stop, her figure disappeared at the bend of the ramp.

When the two passed by, she gestured with her fingers.

Sol stayed there for a long time, and when he went on the road again, his mood was already different.

He was not surprised that Konsha hinted that he would go to her.

Since he rejected Kong Sha's request, he thought that the other party would definitely come again.

After all, after so much effort to get Saul under Katz's name, Konsha will definitely not give up easily.

After nearly a month, Sol couldn't help but go to her first.

Today, Kong Sha couldn't bear it anymore.

Sol walked down the stairs slowly, passing people he knew without stopping to say hello.

Walking into the third morgue on the second floor of the East Tower, he gently closed the door.

"call--"

Finally relaxed a little.

"Last time I acted too tough, this time my attitude should be softer." Saul thought about his response when he met Kongsha tonight, "Sister Kongsha probably thinks I am a greedy and arrogant person. Threat to life is to add more chips to lure me into the bait, I hope it is the latter."

But no matter how Kong Sha intends to blackmail Saul, Saul will promise her tonight.

If Sid, who was out, is not dead, he should be back soon. Sol needs a deterrent thigh.

The last time she directly rejected Kong Sha, she was more of a retreat.

He didn't want Kong Sha to treat him as cannon fodder that could be discarded at any time.

Sol put away the books on the long table.

He originally wanted to start the preliminary preparations for the transformation of the witch body today, but Kong Sha's sudden appearance disturbed his mood.

Although he intends to use Konsha, Sol's heart...is still afraid of her.

Doing experiments in this state will fail in all likelihood.

Let's read a book...

"Hey!"

The candle lights on the teleporter light up.

The guests are here.

Saul walked over and pulled down the wrench deftly.

The conveyor belt turns, and a guest appears in front of Saul through a black tassel.

"This person... is so clean."

Cleanliness was the first impression this corpse gave Saul.

He looked serene, his eyes were slightly closed, and his hands were naturally placed by his side. The black leather of the top cover was like a quilt and fell right over his chest.

Thor pulled away the black leather covering his body, only to find that there was no wound on the man.

"Hey, how did he die?"

He flipped over to his back lightly, but he didn't see any wounds, which was even more strange, the apprentice in charge of the first two stages should have checked it.

How could there be no inspection traces left? Did they decide that the corpse was worthless?

Sol turned the person back again and entered a semi-immersed meditation state, observing the guest's body to see if he could find anything.

But even after entering meditation, he didn't find the familiar shining point, and the whole corpse looked hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of holy light.

"Nothing really was found. Why was such a corpse sent to the mortuary?"

Thor straightened his back and turned his head suspiciously.

"drink!"

He jumped back in fright.

The corpse had opened its eyes, and looked at Thor sideways, with a peaceful expression.

In fact, it is not uncommon for him to see corpses opening their eyes midway.

Just because he was thinking about something and couldn't concentrate, he was taken aback.

Sol, who had recovered from his shock, stepped forward skillfully, trying to smooth the guest's eyes with his hands.

"Close your eyes, don't say that the dead have no human rights in this wizard tower, not even the living."

But the guest's eyes had just been closed, and then opened stubbornly.

"Well, I can't help it if you like it." Sol didn't argue with the dead man, picked up a cloth, and prepared to cover his head.

"Don't block my eyes, please? I want to see how I die." At this moment, the corpse suddenly spoke.

Well, Saul has also seen a talking corpse, but he has never seen one that speaks so clearly.

"Are you alive?"

No heartbeat, no breathing, he should be dead.

Do wizards also have the so-called method of tortoise suspended animation?

The guests lying on the conveyor belt looked gentle and smiled at Sol, like a kind elder watching his naughty younger generation.

"It's dangerous here, child. What you think is good is not necessarily good, and what you think is bad is not necessarily bad. What you think is alive may be dead, and what you think is dead may still be alive. Me? I'm dead and I'm not dead. So, please don't destroy my body please?"

Sol felt something was wrong, there must be something wrong with this corpse!

He reached into his pocket and pressed on a small paper package.

"This guy is kind of weird, maybe I should just throw him in the big body box."

Sol thought so and stepped forward to move the corpse.

However, the hardcover book that had been silent for a long time flew towards him with a clatter.

[Suo lunar calendar 314 years, June 24,

Today you met a bosom friend while disposing of the corpse.

You talk about life so much that you don't even want to hurt him for it.

You safely put his body into the corpse box.

I didn't expect this box to lie down very comfortably.

You happily closed your eyes. 】

Saul raised his head abruptly, and the corpse on the conveyor belt was still looking at him and smiling.

Sol lowered his face and groped on the tool table behind him, finally he picked a tool that he had never used before.

A bone chopping knife.

Holding a knife, he walked slowly towards today's guest.

"Well, what are you doing?" The guest's smile was a little distorted, his eyes were fixed on the blade, his neck, hands and feet began to tremble like cramps, as if he was about to get up at any time.

Sol pulled out the paper bag from his pocket, crushed it, and threw it at the corpse.

The white crystals quickly shattered upon contact with the corpse, decomposing into smaller powders.

At the same time, the corpse seemed to be suppressed by some force, and it stopped shaking.

The guest's tone softened immediately.

"Can you not hurt me? I just look scary, the situation is not what you think! In fact, I am not dead yet! In fact, I can still live! Don't..."

"Duang!"

The hardcover book... honestly flew back to the left shoulder.

With a sullen face, Thor raised the knife again.

After finishing the processing, Sol straightened up, panting heavily.

Fortunately, the strength of both his arms has been strengthened, otherwise a twelve-year-old boy would not be able to do such a heavy job.

"Although I don't know where the corpses passing through the mortuary end up. However, I never like to cause trouble for my colleagues. They should be satisfied with you becoming like this?"

Thanks ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh for the reward, and the affirmation and monthly pass from all the readers. Xiaojin will continue to work hard! Motivated today, to code the next chapter.