Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 163 Save Me

The witch's face suddenly turned to the side, revealing another face beneath the hood.

Judging from the nose and chin, it should be the face of a young man. Moreover, the features are handsome, with a high nose bridge, so his appearance should be quite good.

The man spoke, "I can trade you academic credits and guarantee you a pair of good-looking eyes."

Having undergone several body modifications, Thor was not opposed to limb replacement. However, the eyes were an important yet dangerous organ.

Whether the other party is after his eyes or his cocoon, Thor is not going to hand them over easily.

"I! Want! To!" The witch didn't give up; she even started to whine like a child.

It's really unsightly to see her using that face to act cute.

"Quiet!" the man snapped, but after the witch shut up, he continued to offer Solga the bargaining chip, "I can guarantee that the eyes I give you will be absolutely useful. If you're not satisfied with human eyes, I also have the eyes of extraordinary creatures like the Siberian Wren and the Queen Fly."

Sol released his hands from the cart, smiled politely, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't plan to get my eyes replaced right now. I'll come to you if I need them."

The man raised his hand and lifted his hood, revealing a pair of heterochromatic blue-purple eyes, and gave Thor a deep look.

Just when Thor thought he was about to make a move, the man suddenly pulled down his hood again.

"My name is Haywood. If you change your mind, you can find me in the first warehouse. I also have a better plan to modify your hands."

After saying this, Haywood continued walking, but the witch's face on the back of his head began to cry like a baby.

The quiet corridor was suddenly filled with eerie weeping sounds that lingered for a long time.

Thor waited until the other person pushed open the metal door and disappeared from sight before wiping the cold sweat from his temples and continuing to push the cart forward.

When the man revealed his eyes, Thor suddenly felt a chilling sense of being seen through.

It was as if Heywood had X-ray vision, scanning through all the secrets of his body.

Especially when his eyes swept over Thor's skeletal arms, Thor's magic began to fluctuate uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the diary did not issue any warnings, otherwise Thor would have been prepared to strike first.

"The other party is a rather powerful Level 3 Apprentice. We're currently inside the Wizard Tower, so he's holding back. But if we were to meet Haywood outside the Wizard Tower, he might not be so willing to consult with me."

Thor clenched his fist, his bones tightening little by little with a cracking sound.

"I can't be satisfied with being a level two apprentice. Even among people at the same level, there are those who are better than me. I still need to continue learning!"

Thor walked to the metal door, waited for a while, then became more alert and pushed the door open to go out.

The room, once filled with boxes, was now empty. Two-Face Heywood had no intention of launching a sneak attack and had already left.

When I met my mentor, Katz, he was in the lab instructing new apprentices.

There were four apprentices in the lab, all around ten years old, looking up at Kaz with innocent curiosity, only to be met with Kaz's merciless mockery.

One of the girls even teared up, looking aggrieved.

"Mentor, I've brought all the materials you requested." Thor quickly pushed the cart forward as soon as Kaz stopped.

"You can all go back now. If you can't even learn this much, you shouldn't be wizards!"

Kaz dismissed the others, didn't even look closely at the things Saul had brought, and pushed the car aside.

"These things aren't important. Are you adjusting well to the new job?" Katz rarely showed concern for Thor's work.

"Fortunately, there are a lot of materials in the warehouse, so finding things takes a while. I'm working on organizing them."

"...That's your conclusion?" Kaz frowned, looking at Thor. "What about the horde of zombies?"

The horde of corpses did give Thor a strange feeling, but compared to his previous experiences in the Wizard's Tower, it wasn't that terrifying.

"A bit mischievous," Thor concluded after a moment's thought.

"Heh..." Kaz pretended not to hear. "The second warehouse is the most dangerous place in the Wizard Tower, but it is also the safest place. You are very good at research. Even I was amazed by the first method of body modification. I hope you can continue to work hard, but remember to shift your main focus to soul research."

"Okay, I'll keep trying," Thor readily agreed.

How many times has my mentor brought up the study of the soul with me?

Thor sensed a hint of urgency in the other person's words.

Does Professor Katz really believe in himself that much? Is he sure his research will help Gorsa?

That's the tower master, a formal wizard at the peak of the second tier!

Thor's eyes flickered.

Is the tower master's condition getting worse?

That's why Kaz, in his despair, took a part of the hope upon himself.

After mentioning it briefly, Kaz changed the subject.

He checked Saul's recent studies and even gave him a reading list as supplementary materials.

However, Kaz, Thor's mentor, couldn't offer him much advice on the topic of out-of-body experiences, which he most wanted to learn.

"I can only say that since you are not injured, it shouldn't be due to external force causing the separation from your body. You can pay attention to what changes have occurred in the state of your body and soul."

Thor seemed to be deep in thought.

After saying goodbye to his mentor, he pushed his cart through the passage on the fourteenth floor back to the West Tower.

Thor hasn't been back to his dorm for several days.

He hasn't stayed in this twelfth-floor dormitory for a single day since he moved in.

The dormitory room was piled with several boxes, some opened and some unopened. The desks, cabinets, and even the bedroom inside were all in a mess.

Thor finally understood why Byron's new dorm room was still a mess even after he had been living there for so long.

He finally had some free time today, so he opened all the boxes and stacked them against the wall.

That's it, the cleaning is done.

Thor went to the bathroom to take a shower. Although he had learned how to clean himself thoroughly, nothing beats a relaxing bath.

However, just as Thor climbed out of the bathtub, amidst the steam, he suddenly noticed something amiss in the reflection in the mirror opposite him.

"What is it?"

Thor, carrying a half-dry towel, cautiously approached.

The mirror was covered in condensation, and only a blurry shadow could be seen approaching.

Thor raised his hand and waved it.

The reflection in the mirror also raised its hand and waved.

The movements were synchronized, suggesting that the earlier anomaly was merely Thor's illusion.

But what Saul least believed was that he could be delusional.

He raised his hand and used a towel to wipe a mark directly on the mirror.

The mirror, wiped with a towel, was also covered in water stains, but at least Saul could see his face clearly in the mirror.

The face reflected in the mirror was that of a woman.

Thor had seen this face before.

This is what the face looked like when it flashed in the shadows before Winnie left.

"Vinnie?" Thor asked tentatively.

Winnie in the mirror was initially expressionless, but under Thor's gaze, the corners of her mouth twitched little by little until her entire face began to twitch.

She opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, as if trying to say something, but the mirror blocked her way.

Thor walked over. "Vinnie, what did you want to say?"

He kept a close eye on the diary, but the diary did not think he was in danger.

"There's usually no danger in the dorms, so Winnie might be trying to tell me something," Thor pondered. "Should I listen... or not?"

The mentor always emphasized to Saul that the unknown is terrifying, but sometimes the known can also be dangerous.

Thor raised his hand and placed it on the mirror. "If you want to say something..."

Suddenly, the face in the mirror magnified, and Winnie's beautiful face abruptly transformed into a terrifying, grotesque face that looked as if it had been corroded by sulfuric acid.

The condensation on the mirror obscured most of the eerie scene, revealing only the pockmarked lower eyelids and a sliver of the nose.

A tear slid down her cheek, and Saul's fingertip touched the mirror, actually catching the tear.

"Help me...help me...help me..."

Thor abruptly withdrew his hand.

He recognized the voice; it was the voice of the puppet doll that tested mental strength!

Could it be that Winnie has been the one calling for help inside the doll all along?

Or rather, Mrs. Yura!

(End of this chapter)