Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 320 The Initial Test

Thor, however, could hardly remember the scene when he first transmigrated.

He had just entered a completely unfamiliar body, and this body had an injury on its head, leaving him in a daze. That's why he was bullied by those little boys and had to take on the most dangerous night work all by himself.

It turns out that he had already been discovered by his mentor, Gorsa, back then.

The professor is really patient!

Thor's tense shoulders gradually relaxed. His spirit body no longer showed itself from time to time. Even the body's subtle rejection of him was suppressed by his witch body modification.

His entire body, modified using his own consciousness and mental power, has completely transformed into the appearance of the new Thor.

"I followed you for the next few days," Gorsa continued. "Your soul and new body are merging better and better. It has surpassed the best results of our resurrection experiments. If I hadn't bumped into you at the beginning, I wouldn't have been able to tell the difference from your appearance. So I've been wondering whether it's the special body that carries you or your soul that's abnormal."

"Until that day, you encountered a pool of blood on the thirteenth floor..."

Thor certainly remembered that night that changed his life and activated the Death Wizard's Diary!

To escape the death that the pool of blood would bring him, Saul knocked on the door of his neighbor, Sandra.

"Your intuition is astounding," Gorsa swayed. "Although it's an unknown spirit, it doesn't seem particularly powerful. Its mental strength appears to be above average, but even that's only at the level of a typical genius. How could you perceive the lethality of that pool of blood?"

"I don't know..." Thor immediately blanked out and answered blankly, "There's a voice inside my body that keeps telling me that I absolutely must not touch that pool of blood, or I'll die. But I also know that if I leave that pool of blood untreated, I'll be the one being dealt with tomorrow."

Saul was right, except that the voice inside his body actually came from the diary on his left shoulder.

Gorsa had no doubts; he even nodded in agreement. "From that day on, I finally understood that your uniqueness lies not in the body you are integrated into, but in your soul. Perhaps it is the history of your spatial travels that has given your soul a special adaptability, allowing you to resist the body's rejection and not be contaminated by differences in cognition."

"Your subsequent actions have further proven this point. The biggest problem was that your soul would occasionally leave your body as it grew stronger. And you solved this problem by modifying your sorcerer's body." Gorsa's swaying body suddenly stopped. He leaned forward slightly and looked at Thor earnestly. "Thor, although you have been studying vessels, this is only the foundation. Sooner or later you will walk the path of the soul."

"Yes, mentor. I understand my mission."

Gorsa's voice trailed off. "My time is running out, so yours isn't either. Five years... I hope you can find the answer, otherwise I'll have to do it myself."

Moreover, many soul-based witchcraft experiments cause irreversible damage to the spirit. Faced with an experiment with little certainty of success, and with only one high-level consumable item in front of him, Gorsa preferred to be patient and wait a little longer.

Wait until Thor grows up, until his spirit is more stable, until he personally unravels this secret for himself.

"This is also a kind of experiment," Gorsa thought to himself.

It's like planting a tiny seed in a petri dish; it might wither away halfway through, grow into a ravenous vine, or simply become an ordinary seedling.

But it doesn't matter, he still has some time, and he wants to see what this rare seed will produce.

"Five years?" Thor knew that this was Gorza's limit. "No problem. If I don't complete the mission in five years, I'll just lie down on the lab table myself."

Since there's no other choice, let's gamble everything!

"Very good." Gorsa's silver eyes curved again. "Finally, let me give you one more piece of advice. The wizarding world has conducted in-depth research on the soul, but even so, there are still many areas beyond our known scope. To study the soul, you can't simply stay in a safe zone. A true wizard is always on the path of exploring the unknown."

Thor pondered those words.

Is Mentor Gorsa... encouraging him to take risks?

Do you think he's been too cautious lately?

Because he has a diary, some of Saul's actions, which may seem risky, are actually always within his comfort zone.

This is why he only knows what something is, but not why it is.

He seems to be lacking the most crucial spirit of exploration that is essential for a wizard.

If he had relied solely on his diary, he could have easily completed the first half of the wizarding journey.

But it's like a hundred-story building without a foundation.

When he reaches the end, he will one day find himself facing an inescapable and inescapable life-or-death crisis.

He rode a hot air balloon into the sky, but without the skill to fly, when the balloon ran out of energy, all that awaited him was death by crash.

Thinking of this, Thor felt a chill run down his spine, his body covered in cold sweat. The fear in his heart was even stronger than when Gorza had just revealed his identity as a transmigrator!

"From now on, I can no longer use the power of my diary for research and study, otherwise I'll develop a dependency and forget the habit of proactive learning. I'll become a puppet of my diary, a useless person who wouldn't dare to learn any new witchcraft without it!"

When Gorza spoke to Thor, he may have only intended to give his student some advice, but he did not expect that Thor would inadvertently uncover the biggest hidden crisis at present.

Gorza was pleased with the shake-up Thor had shown after hearing his advice. He could tell that Thor had already grasped the point.

Sometimes, seemingly profound truths, when combined with personal experiences, can transform into concrete cautionary tales, thus carrying an educational significance that others may not be able to grasp.

Of course, the premise is that you have to think about it carefully.

"We've talked long enough today. You can think about the experiment when you get back. If there are no other questions, I'll take you back to the second warehouse now."

Thor was jolted awake from his reverie. Hearing his mentor's dismissal, he was about to agree when he remembered something else. "Mentor, that puddle back then..."

"Um?"

"No, it's nothing." Thor's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately gave up asking questions. "Could you please send me back, mentor?"

Gorsa smiled slightly, and the aura above their heads suddenly went out, returning the surroundings to darkness.

Then Thor felt a wave of dizziness, as if he were falling. He passed through the dark world filled with eyes once again and landed on a single bed in the storeroom.

He didn't get out of bed, but remained in the same position, staring straight at the ceiling.

"Kongsha once told me that no one lived in the dormitory across from hers. So who put that pool of blood there back then?"

Thinking of Gorza's calm gaze at the end, Thor ultimately chose to give up the investigation.

"So, the test for me started from that time?"

Monthly pass~~~

(End of this chapter)