Thor put his finger on the puppet, not to take it, not to put it.

"Why do I always get a death warning? Am I too unlucky, or is this the norm in the Wizarding Tower? ”

Slowly, tentatively, Thor let go of his hand, realizing that he was not lying on the ground as a puppet.

"So it seems that if the puppet wants to take my body, she can't do it alone, and I need to open the cabinet or face multiple puppets to do it."

Thor walked around the puppet and prepared to bring over the small bucket with the garbage sealed.

"Since you're not going to go back to the cupboard honestly, then treat me as garbage!"

However, Thor rejoiced too soon.

New handwriting appeared on the hardcover.

[New Year's Calendar, 314 May, 21st,

Because you are lazy, you throw the puppet in the trash.

Although this is indeed the place where it should be, the small bucket seals the garbage, but not the props.

When you come back to the lab the next day, it's already a hurricane.

The angry senior Mark doesn't listen to your explanation at all and licks off all your skin, flesh, and internal organs......

You've become a skeleton.

Your left hand is happy. 】

Thor immediately jumped back and grabbed the puppet on the ground, "You are ruthless enough, you will die if you put it in the cabinet, and if you don't put it, you will die!" ”

He pinched the doll and really wanted to crush it vigorously.

But the doll was so strong that with Thor's strength, it couldn't even remove one of its arms.

Thor gave up trying.

Because the doll seemed to smile a little when he was exerting force.

Although there was no death warning, Thor always felt that it was not a good thing to break the puppet.

"Take it outside the lab and find a place to throw it away." Thor thought tentatively.

The hardcover didn't warn again, but retracted his left shoulder.

"Whew-"

Thor breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to finish the last stretch of the road and left.

However, he had just turned around......

"Boom la la ......"

Behind him came the sound of something crackling and falling to the ground.

The glass door was wide open, and the puppets inside were scattered all over the floor.

As soon as Thor turned around, he inevitably met the eye of one of the puppets.

"Help me, save me, save me......"

"Help me, save me, save me......"

"I want it too, I want it too, I want it to ......"

"Help me, save me, save me......"

For a moment, it seemed as if the voices of hundreds of people sounded in Thor's head.

Thor no longer bothered about the warning that Mark would be killed the next day, and turned to run, but as soon as his feet left the ground, the whole person lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Thor tried to get up, but found his limbs as stiff as wood.

A numbness eroded a sensation that was spreading from his limbs, little by little, to his torso, to his brain......

"No way!"

Thor remembered Mentor Monica's teachings on meditation during the day, and immediately recalled in his mind the details of the walking diagram of the human monster.

Although there was no plan in his hand at this time, and there was no crystal ball to assist in meditation, under the crisis of life and death, Thor still entered a meditative state.

The cacophony of voices in my ears immediately subsided, but did not disappear completely.

The numbness retreats from the internal organs to the extremities.

If Monica was here at this time, she would probably be amazed that Thor's talent in mental power was even better than she imagined.

But Thor still couldn't get up and run away, his limbs still stiff as wood.

"No, my left hand can still move!"

Thor felt that his bone-bony left hand was not stiff, and he was able to flex and stretch flexibly.

He poured all his strength into his left hand and crawled on the ground, trying to get away from the puppets behind him.

However, as soon as his left hand moved, there was no way to maintain meditation, and the numbness spread down his limbs again.

But simply maintaining meditation will not solve the dilemma, and he will even fall into a Jedi after his mental power is exhausted.

Thor simply gave up meditation and focused on crawling with the strength of his left hand and one arm, dragging his body and crawling again......

It was only when the numbness spread to his chest that Thor paused, meditating again, letting the stiffness retreat to his limbs.

In this way, he kept switching between crawling, meditating, crawling, and meditating, and with difficulty, little by little, he approached the door of the laboratory.

Thor had already pressed his left hand on the door of the laboratory, "I didn't expect that it was that live experiment that saved me." ”

The door to the lab was open inward, and Thor needed to get up and pull the handle.

But as he struggled to prop himself up with his left hand and try to lean himself against the wall, the door suddenly opened on its own.

Half of Mark's face came out from behind the door, his eyes trying to stare down at Thor, revealing the large whites of his eyes above.

"Thor, what are you doing?"

Familiar faces appeared, but only Thor fell into an ice cave.

A chill swept through his body.

From the angle from which he was lying on the ground, he could see it clearly.

So where's what Mark Senior?

Obviously, there was only a thin half of the face, sticking out from the middle of the gate.

The cheeky didn't seem to realize that he had been exposed, and still glared at Thor, "What a mess, where are you going?" Go back and pack up! ”

The big red trash can next to the door suddenly opened the lid on its own.

"Smack!"

A pair of pale hands rested on the edge of the trash can.

The bone joints are protruding, and the green tendons are violent, as if they are straining and climbing up.

There was an eerie sound of "grunting" behind him, slowly approaching Thor, and something rolling towards him.

Thor's teeth began to flutter again, but he didn't expect that after becoming a wizard's apprentice, he still couldn't get rid of the fate of being weak and helpless and waiting for death.

The hard book flew in front of him again, flipped quickly with a bang, but it did not stop, and a big word "death" was written on each piece of paper that disappeared in a flash.

It doesn't even bother to depict how Thor fell to death.

"Huh...... Hahaha......" Thor began laughing, "Why does death always stare at me alone?" Is my meat delicious? Hahaha......"

He's already a little crazy.

"Come on! Come on! Let's go together! Let's see which of us is more powerful! Come on! Hahaha......"

"Boom!"

The door was suddenly pushed open sharply.

The door slammed into Thor's forehead, knocking him to the ground.

"Hmm!"

Thor's laughter was interrupted, and he let out a low snort, subconsciously covering his forehead with his hand.

"Wait, my body can move?"

The hardcover book quietly retracted into the left shoulder.

Before he had time to check, Thor hurriedly looked up ahead.

On the door, half of Mark's face was gone.

The door was pushed open completely, and a man wrapped in a pink bandage slowly walked in.

Except for a pair of silver eyes, the rest of the man was tightly wrapped in bandages.

Ears, nostrils, not even a single strand of hair were exposed.

Stared at by the man's silver eyes, Thor lay motionless and half-lying on the ground, his mind blank, not even feeling fear.

Luckily, the pink bandaged man just glanced at Thor, then looked up at the lab and whispered, "Go back." ”

He looked down at Thor again, the chill in his eyes receding as gentle as clear water.

"New apprentice, why are you spending the night in the lab?"

"Overnight?"

Together, the thought sent Thor back to consciousness as if he were him again.

Thor turned his head to look at the hourglass on the wall, only to realize that the hourglass had fallen to the scale of eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

"When Senior Mark left, it was obviously not six o'clock, why is it already eleven o'clock now?"

In Thor's perception, he definitely didn't spend more than half an hour alone in this lab.