Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 173 The Composition of Candles

The tube behind the candlestick made Thor's hair stand on end, but it couldn't stop his determination to continue the experiment.

Although Ferguson intended to harm him, the conditions he offered were very tempting to Saul.

Thor lacks magic crystals, academic credits, and various rare experimental materials. Moreover, he currently has many troubles, and resolving these troubles requires in-depth research, which will incur another significant expense.

Since Ferguson and Kugin are trying to outmaneuver him by throwing a sugar-coated bullet at him, why can't Saul swallow the sugar coating and throw the bullet back at them?

He didn't know the value of a real candle, but he should be able to make a fake one.

Anyway, Ferguson only wanted to use the candles as evidence to blackmail him, not actually intend to use them. As long as they looked okay, that was fine.

Of course, this also needs to be a high-quality replica; if it's obviously fake, then you can't appreciate the quality.

Without hesitation, Thor immediately began experimenting with replicating the properties of candles.

He first listed the various properties exhibited by the candle, then deduced the substances that might be contained within it, and even calculated and derived the synthesis reaction formula.

This deduction process went on until midnight.

The result of intense mental exertion was that Thor was particularly tired and didn't want to replace it with meditation.

"The Nightmare Butterfly's cocoon has been removed and sealed, and there are currently no unusual movements... Why not take this opportunity to sleep and see if it will still be affected by the cocoon?"

After comforting himself, Thor lay down peacefully on the low bed next to the long table.

This bed belonged to Kukin, but because it was too big to move, Kukin simply left it to Saul.

Saul simply changed the bedding and continued using it.

Before going to sleep, Saul removed the gauze, but his left eye was still blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

"It seems I'll have to find someone to use high-level healing magic to restore it. Hopefully, the treatment for my eyes won't be too expensive."

Thor slowly closed his eyes.

"I hope I don't dream tonight."

He fell asleep quickly.

But some people tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep.

The powerful Level 3 apprentices, Kukin and Ferguson, secretly met again to discuss their strategy for tomorrow.

Missing half of her beauty, Kongsha curled up under her bed, feeling both anticipation and fear for the future.

Angela, who had been stamped with five fingers by Thor during the day, walked through the West Tower at night wearing a mask;

The library, usually as quiet as a tomb, was unusually lively tonight.

For the first time ever, the three librarians—one young, one middle-aged, and one elderly—came together.

"Are you sure?" the young man asked nervously.

"It's confirmed." The old man raised his hand; almost all ten of his fingers were missing part of the first joint, and they had not recovered to this day.

The young man's eyes lit up immediately, but were quickly blurred with tears. "We...we have a chance to get out!"

The middle-aged man, however, poured cold water on the idea, saying, "Are you all crazy? Are you all crazy? How could we possibly escape?"

The middle-aged man looked distressed, glancing around nervously as he spoke, as if afraid that a figure might suddenly appear behind them and coldly watch them.

The young man looked at the middle-aged man with disdain. "Afraid? What's there to be afraid of? Can he kill us again?"

The middle-aged man trembled at the mere mention of the word "he".

The old man ignored the timid middle-aged man and stroked his beard.

"I have an idea... Tomorrow, let's find someone to test him out."

The young man, confused, asked, "Didn't you already try it?"

The old man, steeling himself, decided, "This time, let's try something drastic and just sneak out!"

The middle-aged man jumped up in fright, his entire body disappearing into the ceiling before falling back down. "You're crazy! You're really crazy!"

But the young man grinned, a twisted excitement on his face. "Let's do it! Who's going?"

The old man stood up with his hands behind his back. "Holy crap!"

The young man pursed his lips, but did not object.

Only the middle-aged man, his lips trembling, kept repeating, "They've gone mad, they've all gone mad!"

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The morning sunlight couldn't penetrate the dark wizard tower.

Thor slept soundly through the night without any dreams.

He jumped up and felt refreshed; even the gloomy warehouse seemed much more endearing now.

Saul stood up, ready to tidy up and continue the experiment. But when he saw the experimental records on the table, he suddenly felt that his perspective was a bit off.

Thor raised his hand to touch his eyes, then closed his right eye to look around, and was astonished to find that his left eye had regained its vision.

He quickly used the reflective knife on the table to examine himself. To his surprise, he found that his eyes had returned to normal and their color had returned to black.

"How come my body... is starting to heal itself?"

Thor quickly checked the cocoon sealed in the test tube, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the small silver ball slowly floating up and down.

Fortunately, the cocoon didn't go back into his eye, otherwise all his efforts yesterday would have been in vain.

Since his eyes didn't heal because of the calluses, did someone secretly treat him? Or was it, as Thor initially guessed, a case of the body healing itself?

Only Thor, who works here, and Gorsa, the master of the Wizard Tower, have the right to freely enter and exit the second warehouse.

Although the Tower Master certainly has the ability, he basically doesn't actively interfere with Thor's learning and research, and seems to be letting him grow on his own.

If that's the case, the possibility of self-healing is still higher.

With that in mind, Saul simply picked up a knife, disinfected it briefly, then rolled up his sleeve and made three consecutive cuts on his right arm.

The three wounds were of different depths.

After simple disinfection and hemostasis, Saul applied a simple bandage with gauze.

He then recorded the time and the appearance of the wound to study whether his body truly had the ability to heal itself.

Having done all that, Saul's energy returned to the candle.

Yesterday, he basically analyzed the composition of the candles that have burned continuously in the Wizard Tower for many years, and by comparing them with the experimental notes he has kept over the years, he actually found one of the main components.

That's the sap from the accompanying flower.

However, the composition of this flower juice differs slightly from that described in Saul's notes. It's unclear whether this is due to differences in experimental data or variations in the materials used.

After all, companion flowers are a large category in themselves, with various functions such as poison production, magic enhancement, and stabilizing the spiritual body.

Sol had several companion flowers and kept many petals.

He immediately took out two petals belonging to different functions and conducted another component analysis experiment.

The two sets of data he obtained this time differed slightly from the data in the candlestick chart, but the overall trend was consistent.

"The two newly obtained sets of data also have similar differences. Therefore, I can infer that this component is indeed a symbiotic flower."

To ensure the reliability of the data, Saul made the difficult decision to take out two petals identical to the previous ones and conduct the experiment again.

The experimental results showed that the second set of data was almost identical to the first set of data, and the differences between each set of data were also almost negligible.

Saul picked up the analysis sheet for the candle's components. "So, the accompanying flower in this candle must be one that I haven't cultivated."

Thor stared at the data table in his hand for several minutes, then suddenly picked up a pen and wrote the words "Stabilize the Spiritual Body" on the paper, followed by a big question mark.

"The flowers added to the candles are very likely the companion flowers that can stabilize the spiritual body! That's why the Wizard Tower has been cultivating and acquiring these flowers."

The candles scattered throughout the wizard's tower are all there to stabilize the spiritual entities of one or more beings.

"If that's the case, then the candle is indeed very important. But cutting off a small piece won't affect its effectiveness. If Kukin wants to use the candle to threaten me, he'll at least demand a whole candle."

However, while one of the main components of the candle was identified, Sol could not find a corresponding material for the other.

If Saul cannot produce a candle that can fool Ferguson by this afternoon, then he will have no choice but to reject the deal.

However, Ferguson, due to his physical abnormalities, might resort to desperate measures and attack him.

Although Thor wasn't afraid, he couldn't get his hands on the sugar coating right in front of him.

"What is the other main material? Or what can exhibit the same properties?"

"A tube resembling blood vessels or intestines, carrying a white substance that can automatically repair a melted candle..."

Thor stopped twirling his pen and shifted his gaze to his arm, where he had just made three small cuts.

"Want to give it a try?"

(End of this chapter)