Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 229 Secondary Body Modification

Gorsa was engrossed in reading, finishing one page and then picking up another from the table.

After he finished reading all of Thor's derivation formulas, he frowned in rare confusion.

"A brilliant idea, choosing fusion without any precedent, but the risks are even greater. How can he be sure he can survive this destruction and reconstruction of body and soul?"

Gorsa put down the draft paper, completely unconcerned that he had already messed up their original positions.

He walked to the stone coffin and saw small algae that appeared to have been petrified.

Unlike Yura, Gorsa was not angry at the algae's disrespectful defensive posture, and even patted the algae's bald head.

"You're a good boy, and I believe Thor is a better fit for you than Yura. Once Thor becomes a Level 3 Apprentice, I'll dig up your seed and give it to him, okay?"

Little Algae opened its mouth in a daze, and a black tongue emerged from between its shark-tooth-shaped teeth, gently licking Gorsa's fingertip.

It cannot speak; it can only make instinctive reactions based on its own understanding.

Gorsa smiled, his eyes narrowing. "So happy?"

Little Algae nodded.

Seeing this, Gorsa reached into his "pocket" and took out a red candle from the gap in the bandage.

He pulled the tentacle that Xiaozao had separated, wrapped it around the red candle a few times, and only let go after making sure that the other party had a firm grip.

He snapped his fingers, and the red candles were immediately lit.

"If Saul hasn't woken up before the red candle burns out, burn his palm with the candle flame."

Little Algae looked at the candle, then at Gorsa, and nodded obediently.

Gorsa smiled and disappeared from the second warehouse.

Passing through the interlayer filled with eyeballs, Gorsa instantly sped back to his living room.

He sat stiffly on the soft sofa, his silver eyes slightly narrowed.

"Saul's ideas are interesting, but what's even more interesting is his reasoning process... Many of his hypothetical solutions were abruptly terminated halfway through, and then he switched to another line of reasoning that had almost no connection to the original ideas."

"Is it because his thinking is more jumpy, and he likes to think in his head, or... does he have some method to be sure that the original deduction was definitely wrong?"

……

"Waaaaah..."

Thor opened his eyes and thought he heard someone crying.

But when he looked up, he saw blue sky and white clouds.

"Am I hallucinating?" Thor reached out and grabbed at the sky. "It feels like there's wind?"

"Waaaaah..."

It was that crying sound again.

"Could it be a hallucination caused by the witch's body modification, like when I saw the world turn into bubbles last time?"

Thor turned his head and looked at his left shoulder.

The diary was still floating there, which put his mind at ease.

"Waaaaaahhhhhhh..."

The crying grew louder and louder.

It seemed that Thor was ignoring it, so he deliberately raised his voice.

"Well, curiosity still killed the cat in this situation. Even without a life-or-death crisis, it could still cause me trouble. I'd better just pretend I didn't hear it."

Although the sky felt real and the fragrance of flowers carried by the breeze was delicate, Thor still believed that everything before him was an illusion.

He secretly touched the ground beneath him, feeling the grass mixed with soil.

My fingertips felt as if they were touching water droplets, echoing the dampness emanating from the clothes beneath me.

"It looks like it just rained heavily here." Thor stopped mid-thought, "Don't follow illusions; you'll only get more lost."

Thor tried his best to circulate his mental energy, hoping to wake himself up as soon as possible.

His spirit body began to tremble slightly. Thor tried to recall the feel of the wizard tower's floor, imagining that he was touching dry stone bricks instead of damp soil.

Like someone who is dreaming, trying to wake themselves up.

Suddenly, a face appeared above Thor, blocking his view.

Surprisingly, her whole face was beautiful, almost dreamlike.

No beauty Thor had ever seen could compare to this face.

It's more like a meticulously crafted painting that can avoid all the imperfections of the world.

Thor hesitated for two seconds before reason told him to either close his eyes and not look, or look carefully and look for flaws.

Thor chose the latter.

He doesn't like to close his eyes passively.

But the more Thor looked, the more he felt he might not be in a hallucination.

Because this girl is real in every way except for her unrealistically beautiful appearance.

Her light green short hair hung down, each strand finding its place.

Pointed ears were also visible through the strands of hair on both sides.

Upon seeing those ears, Thor immediately thought of a word—elf!

"Is it really an elf? Or is it just my imagination?"

"Waaaaahh ...

A tear fell onto Thor's face; it turned out that the elf had been crying just now.

Despite admiring the beauty of the elves, Thor immediately became alert upon hearing the crying.

Should one remain silent or initiate a conversation?

Thor had just tried and even saw the diary, but he still couldn't return to the real world.

Since the first method failed, Thor decided to try a different approach.

Why are you crying?

The green-haired elf paused in her sobs, looked at Thor with a sorrowful expression, and said, "I'm going to die."

Thor was taken aback. "You're injured?"

The elf shook his head. "I'm going to die."

Saul was unsure whether continuing to press the issue would lead to a trap.

For example, if you ask what to do, the other person might just say, "Let me eat you!" and then immediately switch to a ghostly expression.

After thinking for a moment, Thor said, "Please accept my condolences."

The elf was stunned.

She stared blankly at Saul, a tear that had been welling up in her eyes for a long time falling onto Saul's cheek.

Then, the world suddenly shattered like glass, crashing to the ground.

Thor saw the ceiling of the second warehouse, the dark face of the little algae, and the drool about to drip from its mouth.

"Holy crap, was that your saliva too?"

Thor sat up abruptly and quickly touched his face, and sure enough, he felt a drop of liquid!

"Do you want to eat me?"

Xiao Zao held out a red candle, which was now only a short stub, with wax dripping onto her hand.

"A red candle?" Saul took the candle. "Did you take it from my cupboard?"

The small algae swayed its tentacles horizontally.

"Did someone give it to you?"

The small algae swayed its tentacles vertically.

"Who is it?" Thor asked and then laughed. Who else could possibly be allowed into the second warehouse?

"Lady Yura or the Tower Master? If it's the former, nod; if it's the latter, curl up into a ball."

The small algae curled into clumps.

"The Tower Master came in person? Is he worried that there might be problems with my modifications this time?" Thor turned to look at his lab table and immediately noticed that the things on it had been moved.

However, Thor wasn't nervous. If it were the Tower Master, it wouldn't matter if he saw the modification formula. All the materials were legitimate, and there was nothing to hide.

Moreover, Thor no longer uses the language of his previous life to write secrets, unlike when he first transmigrated.

In the Wizard Tower, a place teeming with powerful figures and rife with mystery, doing this would be tantamount to telling others that you have a problem.

Moreover, after becoming a wizard's apprentice, his spiritual body gradually grew stronger, and Thor's brain became capable of storing the secret knowledge he needed to keep hidden.

Information that doesn't need to be kept secret can naturally be recorded in the book.

Moreover, the fact that the tower owner openly browsed through the items was also a sign of safety.

At this moment, Xiaozao suddenly nodded again.

Thor raised his hand and patted the small algae.

This action didn't seem like confirmation of Thor's earlier speculation, because there was a rather long interval. Although, in some ways, the algae's reaction time is indeed quite long.

"So, more than one person came in?"

(End of this chapter)