Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 780 Fuel Furnace

Although Ona couldn't understand Thor's hobbies, she wouldn't really interfere with him.

She wasn't worried that Thor had any ulterior motives for entering the Academy of Knowledge.

In Ona's view, at least within the Sky City, Lord Ophelia was invincible, and no one could outmaneuver her.

Moreover, Thor's hobby was so harmless that Ona was happy to take this opportunity to get closer to him.

After all, she was still tasked with getting close to Thor.

Thinking of this, Ona stepped forward and walked alongside Thor.

"Lord Nathor, would you be willing to share with me the knowledge you have verified?"

Thor did not refuse Ona's approach, and chatted with her casually, just like he would with other wizards of the same rank in the Academy of Knowledge.

After all, Ona is a second-tier wizard. Although her main job is not to research various theoretical knowledge, she can still talk fluently about multiple fields when needed.

So, with Thor deliberately adopting a humble attitude and Ona trying her best to stand on tiptoe to show herself off, the two chatted happily all the way.

As they talked, Thor gradually steered the conversation toward the Mechanical Heart.

"Wasn't the Mechanical Heart invented by Lord Ophelia?"

"No. And this isn't a secret in Sky City either. The original idea for the Mechanical Heart was proposed by the current Dean of the Academy of Knowledge. Through the joint efforts of the Academy of Knowledge and the Academy of Practice, the design and assembly were finally completed. It was only after the first generation of the Mechanical Heart was created that Lord Ophelia invested a lot of manpower and resources to establish the Academy of Knowledge and the Academy of Practice in order to create more and more useful knowledge."

Thor couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"In fact, the two academies are places where brainstorming happens all the time, and also places full of innovation. Think boldly, and verify carefully."

Ona covered her mouth and smiled, "It seems you really like the two academies. Actually, if your status weren't so important, the city lord would definitely want you to stay in Sky City for a long time. The research atmosphere here is also very suitable for you!"

Is this a veiled message that they don't intend to keep me trapped for long?

Thor glanced at Ona, pretending not to understand her implied meaning.

"I also really like the research atmosphere here, but..."

"Just what?"

"Even low-level wizards face considerable pressure here. If they fail to propose a new topic within a certain timeframe, they can be taken away as punishment, which is even more severe than the penalty for failing to complete a report assignment."

Ona didn't take it seriously. "After all, people are inherently lazy. If Sky City can't be injected with fresh blood, then why is the city lord keeping these low-level wizards around, making them do repetitive and simple experiments?"

Thor didn't say anything more, but instead brought the topic back to the Mechanical Heart, praising its ingenious design.

Ona carefully picked out all the information she could say, while secretly feeling pleased with herself.

This Lord Thor liked to feign friendliness and mingle with lower-ranking wizards, so she abandoned her original polite but distant attitude and instead adopted a more intimate and unrestrained approach, which indeed brought her closer to Thor.

Finally, the two walked all the way to the small building where Thor was currently living.

Looking at the unassuming two-story building in front of her, Ona stepped forward, carefully closing the distance between herself and Thor. "Lord Thor, would you mind if I went up for a look around?"

Thor opened the door, stepped inside first, then turned to Ona outside and said, "Let's skip the tour."

He then closed the door, leaving Ona, who had been chatting happily all the way, outside.

Ona's eye twitched, and she almost couldn't maintain her bright smile.

As time passed, the white porcelain cat gradually transformed from a cursed object that could only circulate among a few apprentices into a small-scale, mass-produced witchcraft prop that could be sold on the market.

As the manufacturers, Thor and Nathan actually made a lot of magic crystals from this, with Thor taking the lion's share.

Soon, the day for the third connection experiment arrived.

Ona greeted Thor with a resentful look as he entered the White Glass Castle.

These days she often appears around Saul, trying to get closer to him and seizing every opportunity to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

But she didn't know why, for wizards like them, physical pleasure was just as ordinary as eating and drinking, so why Thor wouldn't touch her.

Unable to fulfill the tasks assigned by Lord Ophelia, Ona naturally grew more anxious each day.

"Lord Thor, the city lord requests your presence," Ona extended an invitation from outside Thor's two-story building.

"Hold on."

Thor's voice came through the crack in the door.

Not long after, the door opened, and a spirited Thor walked out.

"I will escort you into the White Glass Castle."

"Actually, Wizard Ona, you don't have to come pick me up every time. I know the way perfectly now."

"Sigh. If you won't even let me pick you up, how will I have any chance to talk to you? To receive guidance from a third-tier wizard is such a wonderful thing!"

Thor shook his head and smiled. "It's one thing for others to say that, but you're someone who often accompanies Lady Ophelia, how could you lack guidance from high-level wizards?"

Ona put on a pitiful expression again, "What do I mean, Lord Thor? Don't you really know?"

Seeing that Ona was about to make things clear, Thor simply kept quiet and refused to communicate.

And so Ona, already feeling resentful, became even more so.

With his exceptional resilience, Thor endured Ona's scorching gaze, passed through the spatial teleportation array, and arrived at the Mechanical Heart.

At that moment, Ophelia's head was already waiting there.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, I'll start setting up the magic circle now." Thor nodded to Ophelia and then began preparing the magic circle.

However, Ophelia called out to him today.

"Based on the previous two experiments, I found that the mental energy I provide to you is not stable enough. So today I'm going to change the approach and no longer provide you with mental energy support myself."

Thor paused, frowning in disapproval. "But Lady Ophelia, aside from you being a fourth-tier wizard, the power provided by others is probably insufficient to penetrate the Stargate barrier."

Ophelia patiently explained, "Don't worry. I will still help you break through the Stargate barrier, but the subsequent mental energy simulation and mental energy replenishment will be handled by the Mechanical Heart."

Thor asked in surprise, "The Mechanical Heart actually possesses such powerful abilities?"

"This one in front of you is obviously not good enough." Ophelia smiled, her head slowly shrinking back into the thick white mist. "So today, I will take you to see the real Mechanical Heart."

As Ophelia disappeared, Thor opened his mouth to ask something, but suddenly found that the fog around him had thickened abruptly.

The dense fog had almost turned into a solidified gel.

Standing in the dense fog, so thick that one couldn't see their own hand in front of their face, Thor felt a terrifying pressure, as if he were at the bottom of the deep sea.

Then, his feet suddenly lost their footing, and he was pushed down by pressure from other directions.

When Thor fell out of the white mist, he found himself in another room.

The temperature here is very high; the air feels like it's about to boil and bubble.

He rubbed his aching temples to clear his head. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a massive steel furnace standing before him.

The "firewood" in the furnace crackled and popped as it burned.

Waves of heat emanated from the furnace, almost scorching Thor's skin.

"This is the fuel furnace," Ophelia's voice came from above. "This is the core of the Mechanical Heart, and also the power source for the entire Sky City."

Thor raised his right hand, trying to block the heat emanating from the furnace in front of him, but his eyes slowly widened after he saw the appearance of the firewood inside.

What was burning in the fuel line were corpses as black as charcoal!

As the corpses burned, they also emitted a strong spiritual and magical power.

Moreover, even after burning in the fuel furnace for a long time, the corpses and firewood showed no signs of decreasing.

All of this indicates that what is burning in the fuel furnace are the corpses of wizards!

(End of this chapter)