Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 565: A Bountiful Harvest

The woman finally moved her eyes and slowly turned her head toward the person who came in to report the news.

"Not surprising. When I discovered he was cultivating parasitic monsters, I knew he wouldn't succeed. Third tier, that's not something you can reach so easily."

After saying that, the wind demon stopped moving again, like a lag caused by a bad signal.

The kneeling guards dared not offer any advice, nor did they dare to move.

The last person to speak up while the Wind Demon was in a daze has been hanging on the peak that has disappeared into the clouds for three months.

A few more minutes passed before the wind demon spoke again.

"You all go out, I need to rest."

The maid standing to the side and the servant who came to deliver the message exchanged a glance, and then carefully left the room with the slightest movement.

After everyone else left, a ceramic water jug ​​in the corner of the room began to gurgle.

After a moment, a human head, also made of water, emerged from the earthenware jar.

"Sir, you wanted to see me?"

"How was the last Cleansing Wizard Tower challenge?"

"The person hasn't returned. They have some discernment."

"Ha, killing the men you sent, you think you've got some skill?"

"...The pollution from the halfling merchants has indeed been greatly reduced."

The wind demon closed its eyes briefly. "Find someone else who is truly dedicated to healing the pollution. Until then, don't let any other shady characters near that wizard's tower."

"Yes... sir!"

In the middle of the water-headed man's speech, there was a word that was pronounced unclearly, making it difficult to understand.

But the wind demon immediately glared at it.

It's like being able to guess what the other person is saying even without hearing it.

"Get out." She was silent for a moment, then uttered a single word in a low voice.

The water head disappeared with a splash, leaving a few drops of water on the edge of the earthenware jar.

The wind demon closed its eyes slightly and remained still once more.

Like a beautiful sculpture carved by a master, she has no human warmth whatsoever.

……

Thor searched through the ancient forest of survivors, from nightfall to dawn.

Strangely, although the candidate queen of the quicksand termites kept searching for traces of the colony and seemed to have made a discovery, she ended up just circling around in the ancient forest.

Although the small algae following closely behind explored deep underground, they still did not find a single ant nest.

It seems that all the land here has been taken over by the archback termites.

"Quicksand termites and archback termites have many similar habits, which is why they are almost mortal enemies." Thor couldn't help but feel worried as he watched the candidate queen fail to find the colony.

Agu: [Could it be that the quicksand termites have recently migrated away, and this potential queen ant hasn't changed because it was sealed away by the wizard?]

Hermann was somewhat confused.

Even if the termite colony moves away, there's no need to worry. We can simply cultivate this potential queen and make her the new queen, right?

"It's not that simple." Thor stopped and let Xiao Zao pick up the candidate queen ant that was scurrying around on the ground. He had already accepted Agu's guess.

"Quicksand termites are rare, and the success rate of their candidate queens transforming into true queens is very low."

Although he wasn't very confident that the candidate termites in his hands would be successfully converted, Thor still carefully put away the quicksand termites to avoid hurting them.

If he fails to find the ant colony on this trip, he will have no choice but to find a way to successfully cultivate the alternative termites he has on hand.

Otherwise, who knows when we'll hear about quicksand termites again.

Thor crossed the Ancient Forest of Survivors and emerged from the other side.

He still couldn't find the quicksand termite colony in the ancient forest, but he did see a lot of arched-back termites fighting in groups.

Clearly, the death of the queen termite caused this powerful colony to fall apart, with each termite going its own way.

"The conversion rate of these archback termites as queens is quite high. Otherwise, the fighting in the forest wouldn't be so fierce."

Thor shook his head and stood at the edge of the woods.

It's time to go back.

However, before going back, he still needed to carefully examine the scrolls he had taken from the Ban Di Ting.

Having rushed out in a hurry and spent the entire night searching for quicksand termites, he now finally has time to confirm what good things he has managed to steal.

Thor opened the first scroll, and the first one was a good thing!

It turned out to be a Tier 3 sorcery spell, Strong Acid Breath.

Although this spell has a short attack range, its inherent corrosive ability can cause continuous damage afterward.

However, the Acid Breath is water-based, which Thor isn't very good at and would be very difficult to learn.

He put the scroll back and then took out a second one.

The second reel is more powerful.

It turned out to be a level 4 spell, Wall of Poison Gas.

Thor is currently unable to learn anything.

"This witchcraft is likely related to the magic circle on the settlement's walls. Because the area of ​​effect is expanded, its destructive power is reduced, and it's not too difficult to break."

Additionally, the Poison Gas Wall is a form of sorcery primarily based on poison elements, which is also unsuitable for Thor.

However, he could use this to exchange for fourth-tier magic with other wizards.

"There are already three spells I can't learn yet. But I've never interacted with other wizards. When I get back, I'll have to ask the old witch if there are any similar exchange meetings."

Thor put away the second sorcery scroll that he didn't need for the time being.

Now there's only one left.

It feels like drawing cards.

He gripped the reel with both hands and suddenly unfurled it.

When he saw the words on the scroll, he first frowned, then broke into a wide smile, "Ha! Finally, I drew a super rare one!"

Seeing Thor's reaction, everyone in the diary was very curious about what was written on the scroll.

Saul didn't hide anything, showing what he had seen in his diary.

Agu: [Is this the method of extracting formic acid from the human body?]

Hermann: [Monte montage? He seems very confident in this method; he's even named it after himself.]

Penny, always eager for chaos, asked, "Brother Thor, are you going to raise third-tier ants too? That sounds like so much fun! Or how about we raise a third-tier butterfly?"

"I've already said this is meaningless. And you can't possibly advance to the third tier this way."

Saul casually rejected Penny's suggestion. "I want this extraction method, not for extracting formic acid from archback termites. The method is good, but it's a pity it's being used on completely unsuitable materials."

To be honest, Thor valued this extraction method even more than that fourth-tier sorcery scroll.

This extraction method can be used in many places, and it may even be useful in his future research career.

"This extraction method has a built-in filtration function, all that's missing is quicksand termites. It's just a pity that I only have this spare queen ant on hand right now, and I don't know if she will survive."

"If quicksand termites can also take shape, then my magic storage pool can be considered to be in its initial stages. The rest is to find a suitable nest... or let's call it a vessel."

"This potential queen ant can't be kept in storage for too long, otherwise its survival rate will decrease... Search for another day, and if we still can't find one, we'll immediately return to the Wizard's Tower and begin cultivating a new queen ant!"

Just as Thor made up his mind, he suddenly sensed someone secretly watching him from ahead.

I looked up and saw a familiar face, hiding furtively behind a big tree.

It was the same boy he had saved.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Thor beckoned him over. "But it's good that you haven't. The settlement was destroyed, but your father should still be alive. Now you don't have to sneak around anymore. You also don't have to worry about being captured and turned into a meat nest. Of course, living in the no man's land isn't exactly safe either."

The boy walked over hesitantly, clearly frightened, but still mustered his courage and said to Saul, "I've figured it out. Thank you, sir!"

Before Saul could explain that this matter actually had nothing to do with him, the boy continued, "Are you looking for another kind of termite? I know where they are."

(End of this chapter)