Chapter 165: Conspiracy,
just do it if you think of it!
After confirming that there was no warning in the diary, Thor walked up the stairs again.
Soon his head popped out of the fourteenth floor. The lights were on, and there was obviously someone in this dormitory.
The dormitory of a third-level apprentice is twice as big as that of a second-level apprentice.
After once again confirming that there was no danger, Thor got out and started walking around the dormitory.
Although the bedroom was twice as big, the extra space was not used for enjoyment. As simple as an ascetic.
People who are content with pleasure cannot become a third-level apprentice before the age of thirty.
In addition to the regular living room and bedroom, the dormitory also has a large warehouse and a pocket laboratory.
When Thor was about to get into the laboratory to see what the owner here was studying, the diary popped up and reminded him: Don't read randomly, be careful to seal it!
"Things studied by third-level apprentices are still dangerous to me!"
"The diary says sealed instead of crazy. Could it be that the other party is studying imprisoned spiritual bodies?"
Thor quickly took a few steps back and stayed away from the experiment. room.
This time he retreated to the bedroom next to the laboratory.
Before Sol could turn around, a muffled sound of conversation reached his ears.
"What are you thinking? Did you really let that little man steal your job?"
Little man? Grab a job? Thor immediately took his seat.
Such a coincidence? This is talking about him!
He turned around and saw two tall men with bulging muscles standing face to face in the middle of the bedroom.
They quarreled in a controlled voice and even their anger was suppressed.
"Teacher Kaz personally sent the person here and didn't even allow me to argue. What else can I do?" This man who was a little frustrated when he spoke was none other than Ku Jin, who had been robbed of his job by Thor.
The other person, Saul, didn't know him, but judging by his demeanor, he must be a third-level apprentice.
"What can you do?" The other person's eyes darkened, "Kill him! As long as there are no more people to work with, this task will definitely come back to you." "
Ferguson!" Culkin stared and couldn't help it. He raised his voice, but he quickly reacted and lowered his voice again, "You're crazy. How could you do something like this a second time? Do you think your mentor really doesn't know?" "Is there anything that can't be done? Tali died
. Is there anything surprising for me personally? Who has the mentor been in charge of? Don’t forget, without warehouse work, our things will be out of stock. Do you want to go back to the waste you were before?" Ferguson was not to be outdone.
Ku Jin narrowed his eyes and looked unkind, "I think you are anxious, right? Once this matter is discovered, I will be the biggest suspect, but you can stay out of it. After all, no one can see the relationship between you and me on the surface! "
Seeing Culkin doubting himself, Ferguson was almost furious, but he thought of something, suppressed his anger, and even lowered his stance.
"I'm indeed anxious. But I can't help it. Why do you think I haven't gone out recently?"
Ku Jin pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"Let me show you."
Ferguson suddenly began to take off his belt.
Thor, who was watching on the sidelines, suddenly widened his eyes.
As soon as the belt was untied, the entire pair of pants fell to the ground, as silky as if there was no leg support at all.
Under Ferguson's baggy trousers, he was actually wearing a pair of black tights.
But his legs, wrapped in tight pants, were as thin as a rod, completely inconsistent with Ferguson's muscular upper body.
It's like the upper and lower bodies of two different people spliced together.
Ku Jin gasped, and his expression immediately changed.
But Saul noticed more than that.
He walked over and took a closer look at the material of Ferguson's pants. They were actually the same as the long black gloves he once wore. Those gloves were ruthlessly thrown away by the tower owner not long after he wore them.
A large sum of magic crystals was lost.
While lamenting his loss, Ferguson had already grabbed the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down hard, exposing a pair of thighs.
Sol quickly took two steps back.
These legs are a bit scary.
Ferguson's legs were almost completely charred, as if they had been burned by fire. Just by standing like this, fine black powdery residue fell down.
How can I still walk and stand with legs like this?
A trace of white arc appeared on the carbonized legs.
This electric arc is very familiar. If you think about it carefully, Ferguson's situation is very similar to that of Mentor Monica!
But Mentor Monica's skin that had been burnt by electricity quickly returned to normal, and she was still a beautiful woman, but Ferguson's legs looked hopeless.
"My gloves are used to protect against external electric shocks, and his pants are used to isolate the current in the body." Thor shook his head and imitated the tone of the tower master and said, "They are all stupid methods." At this time, Kujin, who was frightened,
finally He spoke tremblingly, "Why, why is this happening?"
Ferguson put on his pants silently, and then replied with a gloomy look on his face: "If you use other people's methods to advance, of course you will have to endure stronger side effects." "Am
I going to be like this? Ku Jin clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead jumped.
"If the materials cannot be supplemented..."
Before Ferguson finished speaking, Kujin stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, "You didn't tell me that this would happen!"
Ferguson's expression remained unchanged, " Tell you, will you change your mind?"
Ku Jin took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, "At least I have other options." "You're
just a loser who is nearly thirty years old and can't be promoted. What other options do you have? ?”
Kujin's pupils trembled, his brows furrowed, and his fingers tightened on Ferguson's collar.
In the room, both Thor and Ferguson stared at Culkin for a moment, waiting for him to make a choice.
Ku Jin finally let go of his hand, his voice filled with weakness, "We have to take it back to the warehouse!"
Ferguson finally breathed a sigh of relief, "How do you want to do it? If you are afraid of trouble, you can lure him out. I will do it, and you can You can take the opportunity to get rid of suspicion."
Unexpectedly, Kujin just rolled his eyes at Ferguson, "Do you only know how to kill people?"
Ferguson frowned in confusion.
"We can definitely bring that kid Saul on board."
"But he doesn't need to steal materials." Ferguson asked puzzledly.
"I know that in the second warehouse, although some materials can be used at will, those materials are either small in quantity, of little use, or have strong side effects. It is much more difficult to find the right materials in it than outsiders think. I am like this in the warehouse Haven't we only experimented with a few materials that we can use over the years?"
"You mean..."
"We can lure Thor with credits or other things he is interested in and let him steal materials for us."
"But the price is too high. Do you have a lot of credits?"
Ku Jin suddenly raised his lips, "Who said we will always give him credits? As long as he violates the rules once, we will have something in our hands. Then we will You can give him a small amount of benefits and let him do more things."
But Ferguson is not optimistic about Kujin's plan. "If you just steal something once, the other party may not be afraid of it." "Whether you take
risks or not depends on the cost and benefits. If the benefits are If it's big enough, even a coward would dare to kill; if the price is small enough, he won't act cautiously."
Kukin didn't wait for the confused Ferguson to speak, and took the initiative to explain: "For the first time, I will use one for him. He would be interested in something, and exchange it for him to steal something that seems very inconspicuous, but very important."
"What thing?" Saul and Ferguson asked at the same time.
Kujin said one word at a time: "Candle."
...
Saul returned to his dormitory.
The diary reminded him: If he goes out for too long, the old house will catch on fire.
Not caring about continuing to eavesdrop on Ku Jin's plan, he quickly sank down into the bathroom, walked six steps clockwise, and returned to his body.
"Yawn..." Thor yawned and quickly put on clothes, "Candle..."
The scene in front of him began to spin, and he finally walked out of the bathroom and fell to his knees on the ground.
His eyelids were as heavy as lead, and his arms were as soft as noodles.
He fell to the ground, and the last thought before he fell into coma was: "This time the soul left the body, is Mrs. Yula warning?"
(End of this chapter)