Diary of a Dead Wizard

To be honest, with Senior Kongsha looking like this, Sol felt that she no longer needed her brain.

He quickly lowered his head, fearing that Senior Kong Sha would think he was laughing at her.

"Remember?" Kongsha's hands on Sol's shoulders tightened slightly.

Thor immediately broke out in pain and sweated.

"Remember, remember." He said repeatedly.

Kong Sha finally let him go, "Remember, at least one first-level apprentice has the brains of him every month."

"But what if there aren't so many first-level apprentice corpses?"

Kong Sha looked at Sol condescendingly, the warmth just now had long since disappeared, revealing his true face that he would not be able to hide in the future.

"Then you need to find a way on your own. Remember, if the quantity is not enough, I will not give you the second potion."

Kongsa left.

Leave a vial of potion for Thor.

The potion was placed in a glass bottle with a cork plugged into the mouth of the bottle. The cork was also covered with a small piece of leather and wrapped with silk thread.

Afraid of leakage.

But the first thing Thor did after Kongsa left was to open the cap of the potion with great difficulty.

The potion is transparent and some foam is produced when shaken.

With a straight face, Sol came forward and sniffed gently.

A faint fishy smell.

Can't say it smells too bad.

Thor quickly capped the bottle and resealed the mouth with leather.

His heart moved, and he immediately sat down and began to meditate.

After a while, Thor opened his eyes.

"The efficiency of meditation has improved a little. Although it is only a little, but because I have too little magic power, I can feel it clearly. It has indeed improved."

Thor looked at the potion on the table in disbelief.

Just by smelling it, he could actually feel the difference.

This medicine is so powerful!

If you really want to swallow it in one gulp and sleep for a whole day and night like Kong Sha said, wouldn't you be able to become a walking elemental particle absorber?

But the price to be paid behind the scenes is also huge.

The hard-cover book reminded me that if I drank it all, it would become someone else's spellcasting material in three years.

What form will you be in at that time? A magic mass of dead flesh? Or a walking corpse?

But Senior Sister Kong Sha asked him to drink them all within a month!

Sol's face was expressionless and he put the small bottle close to his body.

Even without the reminder in the hardcover, he had no intention of taking this potion.

The reason for keeping it was to appease Kong Sha. After all, he still planned to hold this long, white thigh and use it to fight against West Germany.

Secondly, this potion is terrifyingly effective, and Thor also wants to find an opportunity to study it carefully. It is only valid for one month, which is too short.

"Perhaps the hard-cover book can help me make some improvements." Thor was still reluctant to part with the huge improvement brought by the potion. "After all, it is a magic potion that can improve the efficiency of meditation just by smelling it."

"Wait, can I just smell it?" Thor was lost in thought.

……

The next day, Sol, who had dark circles under his eyes, met Keli, who also had dark circles under his eyes, at the door of the public classroom.

The two looked at each other and made a tacit agreement not to comment on each other's appearance.

With consistent steps and consistent movements, we came to a familiar corner, pulled out chairs, and sat down together.

As soon as she sat down, Keli yawned suddenly.

Tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes and were ruthlessly wiped away with the back of his hand.

"You seem very tired. Did you stay up late again?" Although Sol was not qualified to criticize others.

"I just feel the urgency of time. Those bad people will not give us time to grow."

The "bad guy" that Keli refers to is the mutual aid group that made her abnormal more than ten days ago.

Keli has always been proud, and her learning progress is also the fastest among this batch of freshmen.

Except for Sol, who couldn't see the progress, Keli thought she had worked very hard.

However, since she was inexplicably parasitized by someone in the mutual aid association without realizing it, Keli discovered how ridiculous it was to only think about comparing the progress of the same batch of apprentices.

Even if the difference is only a small level, there is a huge gap between hunters and prey.

Weakness is the original sin!

Climbing a steep mountain and looking only at your feet can distract you from the boulders falling above your head.

So she worked harder.

What is liver and what is volume are vividly reflected in Keli.

Sol didn't know Keli's determination, but he knew Keli's pride.

The experience in the mutual aid association had stung Keli's chin, forcing her to bow her head.

Sol also knew that although Keli was a genuine little girl, she would not be defeated by this setback.

"Have you noticed," Keli stared at a corner of the classroom and whispered to Sol, "they don't look as weird as they did that day now."

Sol still lowered his head to read, his eyelids raised quickly.

In a corner near the edge of the classroom, Doze and Rocky were still sitting next to Duke, but they were both talking to the girls in the row behind.

Keli said the girl's name was Jenna.

I once stopped Saul and wanted to invite him to a mutual aid group, but Saul pushed him back and he didn't have the chance to speak in the end.

Jenna still looked a little shy, but it could be seen that she was enjoying being surrounded by boys and chatting with her.

Although he only glanced at it, Sol also saw that Duke looked a little absent-minded and Doze was proud of himself.

Only Rocky, who had no idea, would shine when his eyes fell on Jenna.

"Youth..."

However, thinking that these people seemed to have participated in the mutual aid group, Sol changed his mind and said, "This is a short youth."

"I have observed them these days." Keli continued to whisper to Sol. "Except for the strange behavior when they came back on the first day, they have never had the strange reactions since then. But I have quietly inquired about it, and the mutual aid club seems to be It’s been around for a few years.”

How many years has it been established? Then do the seniors around them also have many members of the mutual aid association?

Sol and Keli shuddered at the thought that there might be some kind of parasite in these people, and they might turn into weird puppets at any time.

It's like you're walking down the corridor and everyone you pass by is grinning unconsciously.

"It's impossible for everyone to be a member of the mutual aid association. Doesn't Senior Byron have the means to deal with them?" Sol explained.

Keli bit her lip. She sometimes woke up from nightmares, and then reached out to touch the scar on her head.

"But Senior Byron didn't want to interfere in their affairs. Two days ago, Jenna asked me to attend a party again, but I didn't go."

Thor was never invited again, but he also felt a little bit troublesome.

It's troublesome if this kind of organization sticks.

Sometimes you just can’t participate if you don’t want to, especially when the organizers behind the event have ulterior motives.

"You have to be careful and don't let them target you."

"It's okay. I told Jenna that mentor Gudo asked me to help in his laboratory." Keli flipped her hair and said, "They don't dare to mess with the mentor."

She then suggested to Sol: "If you're fine, just go find Senior Byron. If the organizers of the mutual aid club find out that you and Senior Byron are close, they may not dare to pester you."

Thor shook his head, "Senior Byron is almost thirty years old, and he is about to leave the Wizard Tower."

Sol told Keli that he would be deported if he could not advance to the third level of apprenticeship before he turned thirty.

Keli was surprised and could barely suppress her voice, "So that's it. No wonder those second-level apprentices who took refuge with the nobles were all very old, and they were dismissed by the Wizard Tower."

"I wonder when we can get out of this tower?"

Thor has never left the Wizard Tower since he traveled back in time, and his range of activities is only limited to a few places.

I almost forgot what the sun looks like.

If he hadn't been busy with study and work all day long, leaving him no time to think, Sol might have been imprisoned and gone crazy.