Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 520, when translated, is called "Great Perfection".

When Thor was first imprisoned in the old witch's cage, he did consider escaping.

However, the old witch was, after all, only a second-tier wizard, and she was always mysterious and never revealed her strength.

She used various magical tools and potions to imprison and confine several people. If it weren't for the undeniable magical aura emanating from her, Thor would have doubted whether she was a genuine Tier 2.

However, once he started conducting experiments on the perfect body transformation project with the old witch and Ochri, he temporarily forgot about his plan to escape.

joke!

After leaving the campus (Wizard Tower), where else can you use witchcraft materials and potions for free?

Moreover... Thor concealed the true progress of his research on this modification.

On the surface, he is still struggling with the problem of how to stably retain optimal characteristics after multiple body fusions.

To this end, he continuously changed the parameters and simultaneously started multiple reference experimental groups.

But in fact, half of these reference groups... were secretly simulating the body modification scheme that Thor had just obtained from Anne—the fusion of flesh and spirit.

Both involve modifying one's own body, and many of the issues are similar.

Thor then designed numerous experimental subjects to demonstrate how the spirit body could be nourished before, during, and after the transformation.

This caused the old witch's previously abundant magical materials to run out in just a few days.

So when the old witch said she was going out and warned Thor and Ochri not to think about running away, Thor sincerely agreed.

But when the old witch left, Thor did not immediately return to the lab table.

He leaned against the wall and slowly walked out of the laboratory.

"Where are you going?" Ochiri asked loudly, still standing in the same spot.

"Don't worry, I won't run, I'll just walk around."

Ochili was still worried and staggered after him.

Because he has been taking the love soup given to him by the old witch, Ochiri has to hold onto tables, chairs, or walls when he walks, otherwise he will just spin around in circles.

It's like being blinded by a ghost.

Although Thor was unaffected, in order to put the old witch at ease, he also imitated Ochri by walking while holding onto the wall.

Thor followed the direction the old witch had gone, and after making two turns and passing several similar rooms, he finally saw the sunlight ahead.

How did he manage to walk to the exit so easily?

Moreover, there was no door blocking the entrance, making it seem as if Thor could escape this cage with just one step.

"Hey! Don't test the old witch's temper!" Ochir was chasing after her, questioning his own existence. He wondered, how could Thor walk so fast? Didn't he feel dizzy?

Or does he have another way to neutralize the toxicity of the love soup?

Ochiri's eyes flickered twice. "Hey, do you believe it or not? If you dare to step out of the cave, the old witch will skin you alive and then leave you naked for her experiments!"

"Can you still stay naked like this?" Thor was speechless. He turned to Ochiri and said, "I'm not going out."

As he spoke, he pushed open a door.

Near the entrance to the cave, there are also two rooms.

Thor pushed open the door to the second room from the entrance of the cave.

The door wasn't locked, but as Thor prepared to enter, a burst of electric sparks suddenly appeared on the cross-section of the door and the wall.

Thor was touched, and the extended fingertip turned black, but he did not panic. Instead, he observed the area around the door.

Sure enough, there were magic circles engraved on the top of the door frame and the threshold.

Thor squinted at it for a while and thought the magic circle wasn't difficult.

Even without the help of the diary, he was confident he could solve it within half a day.

"Hmm... Am I just too inexperienced? Why do I feel like the wizards I've encountered since entering the No Man's Lands don't seem to have much theoretical knowledge?"

Thor noticed this from the Perfect Body Modification Experiment: whether it was the old witch, Ochri, or even Claude whom he met earlier, they all seemed to focus more on the practice of witchcraft, but lacked a solid grasp of the fundamentals, especially the precise theoretical knowledge.

They were like a group of unskilled fighters who had learned their way through hardship and battles.

It's not that they lack ability, but if you ask them to conduct precise research, it would be putting their brains under tremendous strain.

Despite this, Thor did not underestimate the old witch in the slightest.

After being shocked by the electric shock, he didn't actually try to break the magic circle. Instead, he stood at the door and shouted inside.

"Mash! Are you here?"

The white mushrooms he drank had written two messages for him.

One was a message to let people know they were safe: "I'm fine."

One is "two".

Thor didn't know what the number two represented, nor did he know if it meant the white mushroom wasn't finished writing.

But today, after seeing the second room furthest from the cave entrance, he wondered if "two" meant that Marsh was locked in the second room.

The room contained some ordinary odds and ends: bottles and jars, shelves and cabinets, and a few wide-mouthed jars piled in the corner.

"Brother Thor, should I go in and take a look?" Penny, who was still tucked inside her diary, volunteered.

"Never mind, although your form of existence is rather special, this is, after all, a stronghold of a second-tier wizard."

Penny wouldn't dare show herself in front of Gorsa, so it's best not to let her out and risk it.

Just then, a faint echo finally came from inside the room.

"My lord? Is that you? My lord?"

Thor followed the sound and finally fixed his gaze on the jar in the corner of the room.

Clusters of tiny white mushrooms, about the thickness of a thumb, suddenly sprouted from the mouth of the jar.

The mushroom caps twitched up and down, releasing tiny spores.

Unfortunately, before these spores had gone far from the mouth of the jar, they were quickly ignited as if they had encountered a flame, turning into blackish-gray powder particles.

"Master, I can't get out."

Thor didn't know how to start the conversation.

The sound came from a jar that, although wide-mouthed, was only half a meter tall and had a small volume.

No matter how hard Marsh curled up, she couldn't fit into that jar.

Unless there is a spatial magic array inside.

But who would inscribe a spatial spell just to eat mushrooms?

Let's not remind Marsh of her current situation yet.

"It's me," Thor replied to Marsh. "You stay there and don't move around. I'll take you with me when I leave."

"Yes, sir." The jar shook slightly, then returned to its calm state.

There was nothing else of value in the room. Thor glanced around one last time, closed the door, and went to the room closest to the exit.

However, the room was locked.

Although Thor had several ways to open the "closed door" of the witch's magic, he temporarily abandoned his exploration out of "respect" for the old witch.

There will be opportunities to explore this environment in the future.

Ochiri had been following Thor, and when he finally saw him return, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, I'm just looking around, I have no intention of running away."

The two started walking back.

As they were about to return to the laboratory, Ochili suddenly whispered, "It's not that you can't have thoughts of running away, but you can't have them when you're not fully prepared."

Thor turned around in surprise, and Ochiri was staring at him with a serious expression.

Agu: [It seems that Ochiri doesn't not want to run, he just isn't ready yet.]

An: [Hehe, the fox is about to show its tail~]

Although he appears to be obediently locked up here, diligently helping the old witch complete her experiments, Thor has his own plans in mind.

Now that he was certain that Ochiri also had ideas, he began to worry whether this guy's plans would interfere with his own.

Thor lowered his voice and asked, "So, when do we consider ourselves fully prepared?"

Do you know a term called "approximate"?

Sol nodded.

"This term also exists in wizard ranks, for example, 'near-second rank'," Ochiri said solemnly.

"Oh, I see." Thor exclaimed in realization, "First-tier Great Perfection... is that right?"

I went out for fun this morning. I'll try to finish the next chapter before 10 a.m.

(End of this chapter)