New day, one o'clock in the afternoon.

Senior First Class Apprentice Hayden silently walked into the second morgue.

He glanced at the portal, where the candlelight was dim.

I still don't have a job today.

That's a good thing.

He has been disposing of corpses for three years.

For him, the job was disgusting in itself and disgustingly boring at the same time.

But if he didn't do it, he wouldn't know how to pass the monthly test.

There are fewer and fewer first-level apprentices who have entered the wizard's tower with him.

A few succeeded in advancing to the second level, a few died in the test, a few died in studying, and a few persisted in obscurity like him.

So, despite being extremely tired of the job, Hayden couldn't give it up.

There was no work today, and Hayden walked over to the table against the wall and flipped through the books.

But he quickly put the book back in tow.

He had read these books many times, and they did not help him move up to the second rank.

"Actually, if you think about it this way, it's good not to be promoted to the second level." Hayden looked next door, "The first step in the process of disposing of corpses is already being done by a second-level apprentice. If I didn't have this job, I would probably have to worry about passing the test every six months, just like other Level 2 apprentices, right? ”

Thinking like this, Hayden was not in the mood to read.

He walked over to the conveyor belt and suddenly wanted to lie down and try it.

But just as he was putting one leg on the portal, there was a knock on the door.

He was startled, and his hand almost ran into the air.

This place, at this time, who will come?

It can't be yesterday's newcomer, right?

Hayden raised his chin and staggered to the door.

"Who?"

"I'm a second-degree apprentice, West Germany."

Hayden's jaw and shoulders immediately shrank into one place.

He hurriedly opened the door, and through the crack he saw the impatient-looking blond young man.

The scarlet door opened a crack, and Hayden hurriedly slipped out.

"Senior, are you looking for me?"

Along with Hayden, there was the disgusting stench of the morgue.

Sid frowned and took two steps back.

Seeing this, Hayden hurriedly returned to close the door.

"I heard that there is a new person working on the morgue?"

"Yes, a babbling little boy."

"How's he doing?"

"This ...... I haven't seen it yet, so it should be okay, right? ”

Sid sneered, "How good can a newcomer who has just arrived?" Besides, this is a job that my junior wants to do too. ”

"Huh?" Hayden looked up in surprise.

"Can you find a way to free up this job for him?"

"Vacate?" Hayden retracted his hand in embarrassment, his eyes swaying, "But the work in the morgue is assigned by Mentor Kaz. ”

"When this job becomes vacant, I will naturally let my junior fight for it." Sid rubbed his fingers, the tips of which were slightly distorted, and fine pieces of white powder fell.

"So, then I'm going to persuade the newcomer?" Hayden asked tentatively.

"Oh," Hisoka laughed meaninglessly, "and if you do it to my satisfaction, I'll give you a Midnight Feather." ”

"Ahh Hayden straightened his back, his eyes falling out, "I, I...... I'm going to make that kid ......."

Suddenly!

"Have you done business in the morgue?"

A deep voice interrupted the conversation.

Hayden and Sid looked deeper into the corridor at the same time.

"Is that the second-level apprentice in charge of the morgue?" Sid narrowed his eyes, "He's here so early?" I'm afraid this time there will be another extra blood. ”

However, as the speaker stepped out of the darkness, the pupils in Sid's narrowed eyes shrank sharply.

Hayden, on the side, almost sat on the ground.

"Mentor, mentor......"

Coming out of the depths of the corridor was not a second-level apprentice, but the mentor Kaz.

Sid was stared at by Kaz, and his heart trembled, but thinking of Mentor Kaz's past behavior, he stubbornly said, "Mentor Kaz, we are just ......"

Katz raised his hand and interrupted Sid, "I don't care what you're doing. ”

Sid's heart was relieved, and he knew that the mentor didn't care about the apprentice.

However, Katz's next words made West Germany almost sit on the ground.

"Recently, a lot of servants and apprentices in the tower have died, so you go out and bring back a dozen seedlings from the outside world."

Sid's heart trembled, and he tried to turn around, "Okay, Tutor Kaz, I'll ...... when I finish the test next month."

"Next month? It's this month! You'll be on your way tomorrow, no, by tonight! ”

Kaz stared, he was not tall, and he looked angry, and the other two apprentices suddenly felt that they were pressed into the crack in the stone by the momentum of the other party.

"Mentor Katz," Sid no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and his head was covered with cold sweat, "I'll test next month, and if I leave the tower now, I may not be able to come back in time." ”

Kaz turned to West Germany and said unmoved: "You have to understand one thing. ”

"All the minions, maids, and apprentices in the wizard tower are the property of the tower master, and you," Kaz's crumpled index finger pointed at Sid, "you have caused damage to the tower master, and naturally you need to compensate for it." ”

Sid opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.

A drop of sweat slipped from his sideburns and fell to the ground, shattering into several petals.

……

Saul learned that West Germany had left the tower the next afternoon.

The person who told him was still Mentor Kaz.

"West German senior?" Thor's face was a little pale.

His hand pressed against the freshly transcribed book, his fingertips constricted, and the yellowish paper gathered into a crumpled ball.

But why did he ...... Hurt me? Thor shook his head in confusion.

"It's up to you to figure it out yourself." Kaz pulled out a book and threw it on the table.

Thor looked down and saw a thin silk book.

"Guide to Corpse Forging".

He saw a book on this cloth material for the first time.

"I see you, uh, you have a good talent, take this book and take a look, if you don't understand, you can ask me." Kaz glanced at Thor's reaction and turned to leave.

Thor picked up the book.

A non-textbook wizarding book is worth at least two magic crystals a day, and a guide is much more valuable than cognition.

Mentor Kaz gave him a lot of magic crystals.

"Mentor is really interesting." Thor said, chuckling softly.

He wanted to put "Corpse" aside, restrain the smile on the corner of his mouth, and seriously smooth out the book he had just crumpled.

"Huh~"

There was a soft sound, and Thor heard the sound of it.

The candle lights on the portal table turned bright white.

Thor walked over and pulled down the wrench hard.

The black conveyor belt rolled, and a fresh corpse covered in black leather emerged from the flow rate.

This time the deceased was a stranger and died more peacefully.

Thor lifted the black leather, and sure enough, the body was relatively intact.

This is the first time he has handled it independently.

Thor allows himself to be in a semi-immersive, meditative state.

Although the figure of the monster walking is that West Germany is looking for someone to stuff in and try to kill him. But Thor was unexpectedly suitable for meditating with this diagram.

Besides, if the hardcover book doesn't speak, then you can continue to use it!

Thor felt for the tools on the table behind him.

The corpse shook slightly, and in a trance, the person lying on the portal platform turned out to be the appearance of West Germany.

Thor closed his eyes and allowed himself to return to reality.

"Now I have a month, but when West Germany comes back, I'm afraid there will be a more ferocious counterattack."

Although the crisis was not completely resolved, it did give Thor a chance to breathe.

"Now it seems that as long as I am useful, I can seek some refuge. I still need to make myself more useful. ”

As Thor worked, he aimed at the book "A Guide to Corpse Forging" that Kaz had given him.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing.

"The corpse is refined...... Will it have anything to do with the transformation of the witch body? ”