Diary of the Death Wizard

The last time Sol saw Luo Kai, the other party invited him to join the mutual aid club in public.

If Mentor Katz hadn't appeared suddenly and called Saul away, he would still have to find a way to politely reject Luo Kai.

Now bumping into each other head-on, I don't know if the other party will...

"Last time I asked you whether you want to join the Mutual Aid Club. I don't know how you think about it?" Luo Kai smiled and took a step forward, blocking the exit of the library.

He actually cut straight to the point and asked directly.

Saul tensed subconsciously, but he quickly realized that he was not a pure newcomer now.

"I'm sorry Senior Luo Kai, I'm too busy with work, I don't have time to participate in any activities, please forgive me!"

The tone is respectful, but there is no room for negotiation.

Luo Kai stepped forward again, and the distance between the two shortened to less than one meter.

"Are you really that busy? Or are you worried about that?"

He stretched out his hand and bent his index finger twice.

Like a little bug.

The other party actually confessed to him the existence of parasites!

Sol frowned secretly, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with today.

However, to Sol's surprise, Luo Kai was not aggressive and continued to invite.

"Hehehe, I understand. But you don't have to be so nervous. That little thing is just a safeguard to ensure that the internal information of the Mutual Aid Association will not be leaked. We naturally believe in your character as an excellent apprentice like Solwan , won’t use that kind of means.”

"Thank you, senior, but I really don't have time these days." Sol saw Luo Kai loose, and tried to get out of the gap between Luo Kai and the door with his feet sideways.

"Okay. But even if you don't want to join the Mutual Aid Association, you can also participate in our exchange meeting if you have time. You work on the second floor of the East, right? If you are really worried, you can also ask Hayden. The cooperation between the Mutual Aid Association and him has always been very good. happy."

Exchange? Will Hayden be there too?

Saul responded casually, "If there is a chance."

"That's great, you can find Dorze anytime and ask him to take you there."

After Luo Kai finished speaking, he turned sideways to make way for Saul.

Sol glanced at the two of them, nodded, and left the library at a faster pace.

Luo Kai stood where he was, watching Sol go away with a smile on his face.

After a while, he suddenly said to Dorze behind him: "Since all your good friends died, you have become much quieter."

Dazai was startled, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Luo Kai didn't look back, and raised his hand to pat the top of Dorze's skull twice accurately behind him.

"This is a good thing. If a person wants to grow up, he has to abandon something."

...

In the next few days, Sol devoted all his spare time to the two books "A Crazy Man Teaches You How to Raise a Soul Servant" and "Conjectures about Soul Carriers".

Both books refer to methods of preserving spirit bodies, and both discuss spirit esters. It's just that the latter is more like a generalization, while the former is more specific.

Lingzhi is also a general term for a large category, which can be subdivided into many types.

The time period for preserving a soul varies from a few days to decades. It can also be combined with other means to extend the lifespan of the soul again.

In addition to the basic function of preserving the soul, many spirit esters have some additional abilities. Like the plastic bone in Thor's left hand, it has the effect of improving the perception of dark element particles and increasing the magic value.

Good spirit esters are also quite precious materials in the wizarding world.

It's a pity that according to the classification in the book, the plastic bone in Sol's left hand should be the worst quality spirit ester.

The soul can only be kept for a day or two in it.

After this time, it will basically dissipate.

There are very few natural spirit esters in the world, and most of them are artificially synthesized, which also means that the synthesis scheme can be continuously improved.

But if Sol can improve his plastic bones, not only can he increase the preservation time of his soul, but he can also enhance his own magic power and dark element perception again.

It is easier to optimize a witch body transformation plan than to try out a plan again out of thin air.

Sol immediately felt that he was in the right direction. His pitiful mana value finally had the possibility of leaping again.

It's just that this research is equivalent to reading a book on the super-class. Some of the words that occasionally pop up in it don't even have annotations. In order to study these vocabulary, Sol had to borrow another book to study or ask his tutor for advice.

This in-depth study has given him a lot of gains, and it has also deepened his understanding of the book "Soul Carrier" given to him by the tower master.

"The owner of the tower should be a wizard who majors in dark attributes. What I want to study are souls, corpses and other knowledge. The wizard tower also occupies the two floors of the east tower as a mortuary room, which is very important. I don't know the tower. What is the Lord studying now, should it be some higher wizard subject?"

Two months later, Sol finally made a little progress in optimizing the spirit ester.

He found that when making the solution for dissolving plastic bones, the materials in one of the steps can be replaced to reduce the impurities in the plastic bones that are not conducive to the preservation of spirit bodies.

It's just that he has to experiment with what to replace.

The diary can't help at this time.

It can remind Sol which materials cannot be placed, but it cannot remind Sol what materials to put have a positive effect.

Sol can only rely entirely on his own knowledge and experience.

Now, he finally experienced the research process of a normal wizard.

Put forward conjectures step by step and verify conjectures.

If the verification fails or cannot be verified, you can only give up first.

On this day, he went to the registration room to change a batch of materials and continue the verification.

"This is a storage cloud...Why should I change this thing? Is my brain flooded?" Sol slapped himself on the forehead.

"You know that plastic bones are afraid of electricity, so can you still add electricity to them?"

While talking to himself, Sol suddenly had a new idea.

"In fact, plastic bones are afraid of electricity. I should take precautions against this weakness. Otherwise, if I fight with people, this will become my death spot! Write it down, write it down!"

Saul hurriedly documented his newfound inspiration in another book.

When researching, he often came up with some novel ideas, but many of them had no time to think deeply, so he had to record them first and save them for later.

After writing the inspiration, Saul straightened up again and continued to examine the remaining materials.

"So, which one should we try again?" Thor pinched his chin, getting into trouble.

At this time, a black tentacle as thick as a thumb rolled up a test tube of medicine and held it up to Sol's eyes.

"Is this? This is slightly alkaline, will it affect the corrosion effect of the solution..."

"I rely on it!"

Sol suddenly realized something was wrong and jumped up from the chair.

And the black tentacle didn't move away from him because of this, instead it seemed to be pulled closer to Sol's face.

Black and slender tentacles, smooth skin, familiar way of rolling things...

"You, are you the Soul Eater Demon Swamp?"

Sol saw the base of the black tentacles in the blind spot behind him, and quickly turned around to look back.

But the tentacle also rotated synchronously with Sol.

Thor moved, and the black tentacle moved in the same way.

Sol's expression was stiff, he raised his hand, and wiped it behind him along the black tentacles.

Finally, on the back of his neck, he felt... the roots of the tentacles.

Tentacles growing from his neck!

Sol immediately ran to the door of the mortuary, thinking of going directly to Instructor Katz, or turning right quickly to go to the second-level senior next door.

And the black tentacles still wrapped around the test tube, moving steadily with Sol.

Before his fingers touched the scarlet door of the mortuary, Sol, who was flustered just now, suddenly stopped again.

He looks over his left shoulder.

"Brother diary, don't you work?"

The diary watched the play quietly.

Thor was thoughtful, and raised his hand to hold the joint between the tentacles and the neck.

The diary remained silent.

Saul just started to push hard,

"Chirp!"

The black tentacle was actually pulled out by him!

He touched his neck with his other hand, but he didn't feel any wounds, and no second tentacles grew out.

"So... maybe it's not parasitic, it was just brought out by me for a short period of time. But how does it keep alive after it leaves the body?"

The black tentacles couldn't speak, and even though it was pulled off by Sol, it still rolled up the reagents and sent them to Sol's face.

Thor calmed down a little, and took the test tube medicine on the black tentacles.

"Well, before I study what you are, I want to see what the potion recommended by your seaweed dumpling is for!"