It took Thor nearly ten hours to find all the materials. And transferring everything to the cart safely took almost the same amount of time.

In other words, when Saul sorted out his things, it was already the early morning of the 30th.

Thor thumped his sore arm from moving up and down, and put the cart aside.

It's not yet six o'clock in the morning, and it's not safe on the east side of the tower, so you can't go out until the candlelight turns white.

While there was still some time left, Thor carried a lamp lighter through the shelves and came to the back of the corpse.

He hadn't checked the number of candles today.

Candles should not be less than eighty-one, and for safety, it is best to exceed a hundred.

"One, two, three......"

Thor walked by the wall around the corpses, counting the number of lights one by one.

"Wow ......"

Thor had barely counted the tenth candle when he saw it go out on its own.

Without saying a word, he held the lamp aloft aloft and the blue flame approached the wick and rekindled the lamp.

The candle was lit by the flame at the lighter port, and it was immediately brightened again.

But as soon as Thor put down the lamplighter, the candlestick went out with a "bang".

Again, again, again, again, again.

With a gloomy face, Thor put down the lamplighter, looked around, and made sure that the number of candlesticks lit was definitely more than eighty, and then rolled up his sleeves and continued to hold up the lamp.

His eyes were half-closed in the erosion figure, and through the gap in his eyelids, he stared at the mischievous candlestick.

This time, as he re-lit the candlelight, a translucent pale lip appeared out of thin air, and then pouted into the candlelight......

Thor immediately turned the lighter so that the flame in the port coincided with the mouth.

"Ulawala Grunt......"

He faintly heard a few wails, and although he couldn't understand them, he felt that they were curses.

So Thor unceremoniously chased after the mouth with a lamplighter.

White flames erupted from its translucent lips, causing it to twist its lips and fly.

Thor wouldn't let it go easily, holding the lamplighter and persevering in chasing after it.

One escapes, the other chases.

Thor followed the mouth and ran into the crowd of corpses, watching as it landed on one of the corpses.

Thor paused, looked at the diary on his left shoulder, and then lifted the lamplighter and approached the corpse.

"You were the one who was making trouble?" Thor held up the lamp and shook it in front of the corpse.

The corpse had its eyes closed, and behaved like a normal corpse.

But after seeing the mischievous talk he had just made, and seeing himself when he possessed them, Thor seriously suspected that the corpses were not unconscious.

They can see the outside world and have memories...... And make trouble!

Is it necessary to keep the candle light bright in the valley of the hanging hand just to prevent these corpses?

Thor held up the lamp, this time he didn't light the fire, just pressed the still hot port against the corpse's mouth.

"If you make any more trouble, you'll really burn your mouth."

After viciously threatening, Thor walked back under the candlelight.

This time the candle was not extinguished again, and there was no candle that could not be lit again.

Thor counted along the walls, and there were one hundred and eight lights in all, and a few more that didn't turn on even with a lamp lighter.

Maybe it's broken.

After checking the candlelight, Thor turned back and observed standing in the storeroom; The corpses in the room.

Because of his experience working in the morgue, Thor is not afraid of corpses, but when he stays here, Thor always feels that something is strange.

I always feel that when he is not looking, these corpses will move on their own, change positions, watch and even talk about him.

It's a terrible feeling to always have eyes on your back when you don't find anything.

Thor also deliberately wrote down the location of each corpse when he was tidying up the storeroom, but he never saw them touch it during the later inspection.

But having had the experience of inexplicably possessing corpses, he also understood that even if these corpses couldn't move, they were definitely not really unusual.

It's just that these corpses are all numbered and important items in the warehouse, and Thor can't even dissect a study if he wants to.

But Thor didn't really have anything to do with them, and when he studied the soul more and more, he would one day ask his mentor to borrow a corpse to study.

Leaving the group aside for now, Thor continued to sort through the contents of the warehouse.

As the new storekeeper, he plans to make an item search table sorted by characters, so that no time is wasted on finding things in the future.

It's a big project.

It was busy until 6 o'clock, when the ban on the East Tower was lifted, and Thor put down the semi-finished products in his hand and left the warehouse with the cart.

Passing through a room full of boxes at a fork in the road, he soon came to the outermost double bronze metal gate.

Thor pulled the car backwards, pushed open the door on the right side with one hand, and made sure that the door on the left was not moving, and then walked out.

Outside the door, there was a thick darkness that was about to condense into substance, and the candles on the walls were shrunk into white halos, and it was impossible to use their hands and feet.

Walking through the dark corridor, he went up to the second floor of the East Tower unconsciously.

Thor walked to the outermost part and saw Kulom tiptoeing into the third corpse.

The other party didn't see Thor, and his face was excited like a child stealing candy.

"He really loves working in the morgue!" Thor shook his head, sighing as he walked.

Thor thinks that unlike Cullom, who is obsessed with corpses, he simply enjoys the thrill of a successful experiment.

Because of his bloated body and inability to move, Mentor Rum was probably the only person in the tower who barely went out.

In the past two years, Saul has also met with Rum several times, each time mainly to report the results of the experiment.

Mentor Rum did not persuade Saul to study under his name. I don't know if I have given up or if I was secretly stopped by Mentor Kaz.

Thor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered, but the folded door automatically gave way to a small crack.

Said it was a small slit, enough to accommodate Thor and the cart to go in together.

Walking into the room and pushing open the heavy curtain with one hand, Thor once again saw the sunlight and the corners that grew darker and darker in the sunlight.

Mentor Rum sat in this darkest corner.

"Mentor Rum, this is the material for you." Thor stepped forward and said respectfully.

After about ten seconds, Rum, who was motionless, whispered, "Put it on the table." ”

Thor shifted everything to the table and bowed to Rum, ready to leave.

"Sniff ......"

Rum, who had been like a silent mountain of meat, suddenly sniffed at Thor.

"Where did you get that doll?"

Doll? Thor hesitated.

His relationship with Lord Gorsa had always been a secret. Except for Mentor Kaz, no one else knew.

But this time back in the tower, Gorsa took Thor with him in full view. There were not only Byron and a few of them, but also five captives who traveled by land.

Thinking about it, the tower owner no longer wants to continue to keep it a secret. When he gave him the red-eyed doll, he was not warned not to tell outsiders.

What made him change his mind?

These thoughts flashed quickly, and Thor did not hide it, "It was given to me by the tower master." ”

"Hmm......" Rum narrowed his eyes at Thor, as if he had met him for the first time.

Thor could only look down.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and Mentor Rum has gained weight again.

His height has not changed, but the fat around him has become more and more, piling up into a mountain, and gradually began to devour his normally normal head.

Mentor Rum just sat there, leaving Thor's hands and feet cold and uneasy.

It's like an active volcano that could erupt at any moment.

"Ling...... Or decided to major in the dark element? You should understand that your talent is actually more suitable for the study of the field related to spirit bodies and spiritual powers. ”

Mentor Rum spoke again, a topic he hadn't brought up in a long time.

This time Thor didn't hesitate any longer, "Yes, Mentor Rum, I've made a decision. ”

"Is this your own choice? Has anyone persecuted you? ”

Rum didn't expect Rum to ask so bluntly and abruptly, Thor was taken aback, but nodded his head in agreement.

"Huh." Rum chuckled, "It's not bad to major in the dark attribute, maybe it's fate." ”

Thor couldn't understand the meaning of the mentor, these strong men were all riddlers.

When he is promoted to official wizard, he must let these people guess what he means in turn!

Chapter 2 is a few minutes later

(End of chapter)