Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 528 The Choice is Yours

Ochiri never understood why Thor didn't run away, even until his death.

Of course, he fought back fiercely before he died, but even though he had temporarily "gone into overdrive" and risked his life, he was still no match for the old witch.

Or perhaps, he still died under the old witch's magic mirror, a prop used in witchcraft.

In the end, Ochili was covered in blood and as thin as a bamboo pole.

The old witch waved the mud and buried the three bodies.

She glanced warily at the cluster of tents in the distance, and quickly left before anyone else could arrive.

When the old witch came out to track down Ochri, she also had her doubts.

Although Thor returned on his own initiative, no one could be sure whether he would run away again while they were out tracking Ochiri.

She once considered crippling Thor before coming out.

But she hesitated before taking action.

Now, her perfect body transformation is only a little bit left to be completed. But she still has no confidence that she can complete it on her own.

With no other option, she could only use witchcraft to temporarily trap Thor and confine him in the laboratory as he requested.

However, after discovering that some people had already escaped from the magic-suppressing cage, she became less confident in her methods of imprisoning people.

Therefore, after dealing with Ochri, who could potentially reveal her whereabouts, the old witch immediately set off back.

Without needing to search for anyone, and focused solely on getting back to her hidden underground dwelling, she returned in just one day.

When the old witch rushed back to her dwelling, Thor remained obediently in his laboratory, intently conducting his experiments.

The old witch was initially relieved, but when she saw the mess in the laboratory, the heart that had just settled in her stomach almost jumped out of her mouth again!

"What are you doing?" The old witch ran to Thor's side in two steps and shoved him away with an elbow.

Thor stepped back before his opponent could make a move, dodging the elbow strike.

"I figured that since Ochiri had already run away, I would be the next one to go up to the lab bench, so I made some modifications to the previous formula."

The old witch looked at the "dough" on the experimental table, which had turned into a gray, semi-transparent, trembling spherical object, and suddenly remembered a food she had eaten a long time ago called "pudding".

But no matter how delicious it looks, it is no longer the same as the original modified substrate.

"You...you..." The old witch's little finger twitched with rage. "Do you think you're doomed, so you're trying to waste my magic materials to get revenge on me?"

The old witch twitched the wooden stick in her hand, waving it back and forth in front of Thor, as if she were about to slap his face off at any moment.

Thor extended his index finger and gently pressed it against the edge of the old witch's stick, slowly pushing it away from his face.

"If that's the case, why don't I just run away? Even if you catch me, at least I'll have half a day of freedom, right?"

The old witch could tell from Thor's calm and composed demeanor that he wasn't acting out of desperation and hysterically trying to destroy his experiments.

She was just too heartbroken about the rare materials in the laboratory.

"So, you're ready to get on the lab bench?"

Saul nodded. "Yes, although I'm not entirely sure, I'm willing to take the risk for my knowledge."

In the old witch's eyes, Saul had become the epitome of someone whose brain had been ruined by reading too much.

"Then you can go up there."

"Please wait a moment." Saul raised his hand and took out a piece of parchment from beside him. "Given that I have made significant modifications to the materials over the past few days, the experimental process will be different from before."

Saul handed the parchment to the old witch. "Right now, it's just the two of us in the lab, which means only you can conduct the experiments. I need to tell you the specific steps and precautions beforehand, so that the experiment won't fail due to operational errors. That would be such a waste of my life."

"Here, we can start from two places. Because the new dough, oh, the base material of the Perfect Body, has strong permeability and adhesion, we can apply it directly to the whole body. But for better absorption, I suggest removing the surface layer of skin first, and then covering the whole body..."

As the old witch listened, her already enormous mouth nearly swallowed a watermelon.

She always felt that her actions, such as dismembering living people and dissolving fat, were cruel enough, but compared to the procedures Saul involved in his experiments, at least they could make people die quickly.

She stared wide-eyed, wanting to crack open the young man's skull to see what was inside.

Didn't he know that the stripping and tearing technique on the parchment was meant to be applied to him?

Looking at Thor, who spoke eloquently and without fear, the old witch suddenly felt a sense of being humiliated and contemptuous.

"Enough!" She snatched the parchment from Saul's hand. "I can understand this stuff. Now lie down on the lab table!"

Thor looked at the parchment in his hand, now only a small fragment remained, shrugged, and let it fall to the ground.

"OK."

He voluntarily lay down on the experimental table.

Looking at Thor's obedient appearance, the old witch felt very strange. She had a sense of dislocation, as if she herself was the one lying on the experimental table at that moment.

She took a deep breath, walked to the new dough, and carefully read the contents of the parchment again.

She could understand most of the content, only a small portion of which she didn't quite understand. But according to the old witch's understanding, the logic seemed to make sense.

The only way to find out if it is the perfect body she is looking for is through experiments.

The old witch decided to suppress the strangeness in her heart for the time being and picked up the gray, transparent "dough".

As she was about to use a stick to peel off the boy's skin on the lab table, she suddenly thought of a crucial issue that she had almost overlooked.

"Wait! How many times can this base material be used?"

Thor, who had been lying on the lab table with his eyes closed, turned his head and opened his eyes upon hearing this, revealing a smile. "There's only one dose for the full-body modification."

The old witch's hand trembled. "Are there any other base materials?"

"Uh..." Thor craned his neck, surveying the mess around him. "If you had a second lab and a warehouse..."

The old witch's hand holding the wooden bucket trembled again, and she snapped a corner of the bucket off.

"Fine, so why are you so self-righteous? Are you convinced your formula is flawless and planning to steal my research findings?"

Thor showed no embarrassment at having his secret thoughts exposed. He simply asked earnestly, "If you don't want to part with these materials, you can lie on the lab table and I'll perform the procedures."

Now, the problem has been passed on to the old witch.

She used up all the materials she had to conduct an experiment with a relatively high success rate, but in the end she got nothing and had to risk her life again to collect materials.

Or should I personally take the lead and bear the risk of failure in the renovation?

Seeing that the old witch was undecided, Thor simply lay down on the cold lab table and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

In order to complete all his experimental designs before the old witch returned, he hadn't rested at all for the past four days.

Once the perfect, transparent, soft, bouncy body base, resembling a pudding, was completed, he knew that no matter what the old witch chose, he was destined to win!

(End of this chapter)