Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 86 Little Tail

He cast a cleansing spell on Thor, finally freeing him from the mud.

"I just realized you were missing, so I guessed you fell in. But you made quite a commotion; I've never seen anyone make the Soul Devouring Swamp this active before."

What could Thor possibly say?

"Haha, I don't know what happened either, maybe it was an accident."

The gardener also laughed awkwardly, but didn't press the matter and changed the subject.

Have you chosen your companion flowers yet?

"Oh, right, I've already made my choice."

Despite the minor adventure, Thor hasn't forgotten the vibrant bud of the companion flower he had his eye on.

The gardener worked quickly and efficiently, bringing over a small square flowerpot and helping Sol transplant his companion flowers into it.

The newly transplanted flower buds were wilting, so the gardener immediately chanted a spell and performed a magic trick to help the buds regain their vitality.

"Here's a small bag of fertilizer." The gardener handed Sol a small bag of fertilizer, about the size of his palm.

Saul took the bag, opened it, and glanced inside.

The fertilizer inside is a light red rare earth element mixed with fine particles.

Saul recalled that one of the ways he would die was by becoming fertilizer.

He silently mourned for the fertilizer in front of him for two seconds, then put the bag away.

"Mr. Gardener, are you also an apprentice here?"

Thor thought the job of guarding the garden was quite good; it seemed easy and allowed him to stay away from the dark and gloomy wizard tower for long periods of time.

But the other person looks to be in their forties or fifties. Could they only be a level three apprentice? Isn't that a bit of a waste of their talent?

The gardener listened and smiled憨厚ly.

"Heh, that's how it was when I was alive."

Thor was startled and almost dropped the flowerpot in his hand.

He silently took two steps back and bowed to the gardener.

"Thank you for today. I'll head back to see Instructor Kaz now."

The gardener seemed unaware of the outrageous things he had said, and simply smiled and nodded, watching Thor walk away quickly.

He watched Thor's retreating figure and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Suddenly, a small, black, slippery tentacle, about the thickness of a thumb, emerged from behind Thor's neck.

It swayed twice in the air, then shrank back inside.

The gardener left with a broad smile.

He opened his mouth as if to call out to Saul, but in the end no sound came out.

The gardener slowly walked back to the cabin, sat upright on a small stool inside, and smiled as he looked at the garden.

Gradually, the sun set in the west, and apart from the rustling of the grass, there was no other sound in the garden.

The gardener remained seated upright, moonlight illuminating his face...

There's no gardener here, it's clearly just a straw doll!

Its clothes and trousers were covered with grass stems sticking out from the fabric. Its eyes were two gray stones, and its nose was a long tree branch.

The entire straw doll was a waxy yellow color.

Someone had painted an exaggerated smile on his face with blood-red paint.

As the evening breeze blew, the accompanying flowers danced and nodded, and the garden was filled with the aroma of bread.

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Talk about the other side.

Thor returned to the morgue with the carefully selected commemorative flowers in his hands.

He decided to grow the flowers here. Although the morgue didn't have much of a putrid smell, it seemed to suit the taste of companion flowers better, and they might grow faster.

The flower that Sol chose looks a bit like a peony. The buds are particularly large, and the petals are pale yellow, turning pinkish-white at the tips.

Thor placed it in a corner of the room and mixed in some flower fertilizer.

The flower buds, which had looked listless due to the lack of sunlight, suddenly perked up again.

Thor found it amusing and teased the little flower bud with his finger before returning to his workbench.

He began to re-examine his left hand.

This is a spirit ester that even a diary would value; it's definitely a valuable item. If it can absorb other soul fragments, Thor will have another source of information about the world.

However, Lingzhi is too advanced for his field, and after studying it for a long time, Thor still has no direction.

You can only ask senior students or your advisor, or you can go to the library to see if there are any relevant books.

If even inferior spirit ester can bring such great benefits to Thor, wouldn't Thor's witch body modification be able to reach a new level if the quality of spirit ester made from plastic bones could be improved?

Taking this opportunity to reshape his left hand and enhance its magic once again, if the effect is good... Thor plans to include his right hand in the modification as well.

"Knock knock knock".

A knock on the door interrupted Thor's research.

"Who?" Thor closed his notebook.

"I am Hayden."

The senior next door?

The other party hasn't contacted Thor yet. Could it be that they've run into some problems with disposing of the body?

Saul walked over and carefully opened the door.

Hayden forced a smile. "I... I heard you came in first place in the freshman test. Congratulations."

Is it just a normal exchange of favors?

"Thank you, is there anything I can help you with, senior?" Thor asked directly.

"Ah, we're both first-level apprentices, so you don't have to keep calling me 'senior.' Just call me Hayden."

Thor smiled but didn't answer.

"I wanted to ask you if you have any plans to work at the second morgue?"

"Why do you ask that? Are you leaving, senpai?"

"No, I think the second morgue has more good materials, so if you want to come, I can trade with you."

They actually took the initiative to make amends.

Is the title of first place among freshmen really that useful?

No, there should be more than that.

Thor thought of Anze's invitation, Rum's relatively sincere invitation, and Kaz's special warning to him not to change mentors under the guise of choosing a companion flower...

It must have been the sudden appreciation from his mentors that made Hayden want to give him the job at the second morgue, where he could earn more.

Saul was genuinely tempted, but worried that Hayden might have ulterior motives.

But soon, he remembered that the main material of the linoleum he was currently researching was plastic bone.

The main material of plastic bones is bone, which is believed to have spiritual properties.

If he were in the third morgue, he would be alright. Apart from the deaf and blind giant outside the door, no one knew what was left after the body was put into the large box.

However, if Thor were to move to the second morgue, Hayden, being in a downstream position, would easily be able to guess what materials Thor had taken.

The Spirit Essence is related to Thor's transformation of his sorcerer body, and he doesn't want to reveal it to others casually.

Having figured this out, Thor smiled politely and shook his head.

"No need, senior. In terms of ability and experience, you are more suitable for the job in the second morgue than I am. I'm fine here."

Hayden was surprised that Saul would refuse, but he was also quite happy.

After all, in his opinion, the second morgue was more lucrative.

After exchanging a few more polite words, Saul saw Hayden off.

He never invited Hayden in.

After closing the door, Thor returned to his research on body modification.

However, if he really wanted to continue modifying his right hand, he needed to prepare one more material.

Today, Saul finally encountered a first-level apprentice guest. He packed up the guest's brain and headed to Senior Kongsa's dormitory that evening.

This was the first time Saul had taken the initiative to meet with Kongsa alone after killing Sid.

It's impossible not to be nervous, but Kongsa is still very useful.

When Kongsa opened the door and saw Saul, her eyes, still white with saliva, darted around several times.

"You came quickly. I thought you would hide away and be scared for a few days."

Kongsa stepped aside and let Saul in.

Saul walked to the center of the room, placed the box he was holding on the table, and opened it to reveal a round object wrapped in pale yellow leather.

A faint stench immediately spread.

(End of this chapter)