Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 462 Enhancement Plan

Thor didn't delve into what the "big tree" that Xiao Zao mentioned was.

Based on Xiaozhao's current ability to express herself, a large tree could refer to tree roots, tree-shaped objects, and so on. At the same time, the emotions Xiaozhao conveyed to Thor were tension and confusion, but not much fear.

Thor comforted the algae and had Marsh drive away.

The move into the new home went very smoothly, and no one noticed anything unusual during the process.

Saul's temporary residence is located on the top floor of a 33-story building. The entire floor now belongs to Saul, and the rooftop area is also available for free use.

The floors beneath Thor's feet are inhabited by ordinary people.

The agent, John, said there was a radiation shield between the top and bottom levels, and that Thor's travel and ordinary people's travel would be done in two separate elevators that would never intersect. Ordinary people would absolutely not be able to disturb Thor.

After Saul moved in, he stood on the rooftop and observed that the rooftops of the surrounding buildings were all decorated in the same way.

While it's true that moving a wizard's residence to the top floor would prevent them from being disturbed, wouldn't having a wizard, especially a legitimate one, living above them really have any impact on the ordinary people below?

Thinking of the witchcraft props everywhere underfoot, the apprentice whose head could turn into a monitoring disc, the giant tree growing beneath the earth...

Thor shook his head and simply set up a warning magic circle around the entire room, while also having Little Algae plant clones here and on the rooftop.

After spending a day settling into his new temporary accommodation, Saul began planning his outing.

He came to Archista temporarily to use this bustling metropolis to collect and prepare some props and materials, and at the same time to improve his knowledge and solidify his foundation.

Because he advanced too quickly in the Wizard Tower, which was enviable, it was inevitable that some oversights would occur.

"First, there's the meditation method. While the erosion diagram suits me well, it's no longer suitable for my current environment. Ideally, I should find an advanced meditation method similar to the erosion diagram."

Thor spoke to Agu, and also to the three consciousnesses still trapped in the diary.

As for Luo Kai, who was about to disappear, and Gu Duo, who hadn't been used much, they were blocked.

"In addition, we need to collect other Tier 3 magic spells. I'll leave this task to you, Agu. Go and explore around to see if there's a place similar to a wizard tower registration office, and also find out the market prices."

Agu nodded.

"In addition, we need to continue researching Soul Fishing and Consciousness Battlefield. These two mental magic spells are my trump cards and the source of my confidence in going to the No Man's Land. The two biggest problems now are that Soul Fishing is difficult to use to instantly kill formal wizards, and Consciousness Battlefield requires me to pay attention to my own physical safety when using it, which makes the conditions for its use quite demanding."

"Also, although the four consciousnesses have a wealth of theoretical knowledge, they are not quite up to my current level in actual combat. Although the corpses allow them to cast spells, their magic reserves are too low, and the fact that their mental bodies are not as stable as they were in life is also a problem."

Morton offered this advice in his diary at this time.

Morton: [Master, you don't really need to be so fixated on finding us bodies to fight in. I still remember some of my memories from when I was an evil spirit. Back then, although I couldn't use magic, I could easily kill a level three apprentice even with the mixed influence of numerous vengeful spirits.]

Morton's words enlightened Saul.

"Yes, my decision to let consciousnesses live in containers was mostly influenced by the resurrection experiment. But consciousnesses inside containers are actually subject to many restrictions. Although they can be quite helpful in daily life, they are always hampered in combat."

Thor recalled the research ideas he had previously obtained regarding armed souls. If he could grant them demonic fighting power without corrupting their consciousness, could he then become a master of exorcism?

Moreover, carrying a consciousness body out of the body is much more convenient in terms of both concealment and ease of use than carrying a consciousness body into a container.

"Alright, Agu, let's keep an eye out for any similar witchcraft or other knowledge related to armed spirits."

"Okay." Agu nodded without much hesitation.

Hermann continued to pledge his loyalty in his diary.

Herman: [Master, I will cooperate fully with any experiments you conduct!]

Morton: [No, let me handle this one. I've been a demon before, and I'm better at recognizing the warning signs of things going out of control than you are.]

Thor tapped his hand lightly on the table a few times, not making a decision immediately. When it came to directly experimenting on consciousness, it would be necessary to see who was more suitable.

In addition to enhancing his consciousness, Thor also needs to work hard to improve himself.

This is the most fundamental of all.

He looked at his hands resting on the table. Since the last time the soul poison was neutralized, his skin had changed from gray to a normal skin tone, though it was still pale.

"I still need to improve my defense. If I can put my body in a state of absolute defense for a certain period of time, then even in front of outsiders, I can use my mental battlefield without worrying about my body being attacked."

Having set out short-term and long-term plans for future development, Saul stood up and said, "Let's get going now. Staying indoors won't get us anywhere."

Before leaving, Thor used the consciousness platform to summon the most clever Anla.

Most of the supplies from the wagon have been placed where Saul is now staying, so someone needs to stay and watch over the place.

However, Saul's plans to go out were interrupted as soon as he reached the door.

Next to the elevator in Sol's new house, there is a stairwell with a closed door. If anyone else wants to come to see him, they can take another elevator to the 32nd floor and then come up the stairs.

As Thor walked to the elevator door and pressed the switch to open it, footsteps suddenly came from the stairwell.

Agu immediately went over and stood behind the door: "Who goes there?"

The footsteps paused, then quickened.

"Sir, I am the postman, and there is a letter for you here."

Saul and Agu exchanged a glance. They had only recently moved to this place, and the only one who should know they lived here was the middleman, John. Could it be that he had written to Saul?

But why would an ordinary person need to contact a wizard?

Agu scanned the area and found that there was indeed an ordinary person outside the door. At Thor's instruction, he opened the door to the stairwell.

The postman outside was a teenager. He glanced at Agu cautiously and curiously before looking away and handing over a thin letter sealed with wax.

Agu took it. "Who sent the letter?"

"I'm sorry, sir," the postman said, bowing his head. "This was an automated mail request from the post office, and I don't know the sender's information."

Agu inspected it and found no apparent traps or mechanisms. There was only a line of small writing at the seal.

"To my younger brother."

"Could it have been delivered to the wrong place?" Agu wondered. He was a dead man, and as far as he knew, his master was also an orphan and had no older brother.

"It shouldn't be. The letter was delivered based on the information on your pass. Or you can unfold it and take a look. If it's indeed not your letter, I can return it to the post office."

Just as Agu was about to open the letter, Thor suddenly reached out and pulled the letter from Agu's fingertips.

His expression was somewhat serious. Holding the letter, he turned and walked inside. "I know whose letter it is. You can go back now."

The postman, having received permission, quickly acknowledged it, bowed, and left.

He clearly knew that the people living here were wizards, and apart from not being able to suppress his curiosity at first, he had been very careful.

After closing the door again, Agu caught up with Thor, who had returned to the living room. "Master, do you know who sent the letter?"

"Who else could it be?" Thor had already opened the envelope and shaken the letter. "Kissmet."

The next chapter will be in the evening.

(End of this chapter)