Chapter 166 An Invitation from Culkin
Thor ran in the corridor.
He had just made a new dead man's flower. The moment he placed the flower in the corridor, Thor suddenly regained consciousness.
But this time the dream didn't end there.
Finally someone discovered his evil deeds and chased him!
Now, the terrible hunter has raised his bow and arrow, ready to loosen the string at any time.
Thor was forced onto the ramp, but a person also appeared on the ramp.
The man blocking the road had only half a face, and Thor was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground while running.
The other party turned out to be Kong Sha, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time!
"I caught you." Kong Sha raised her red lips slightly.
Thor turned back, and the man chasing him behind him was holding a silver-blue longbow with a gloomy look on his face.
The pursuer behind him is a third-level apprentice.
Compared with him, the seemingly terrifying Kong Sha in front of him turned out to be a more promising way of survival.
Thor heard himself reciting spells quickly, so fast that he couldn't even hear the runes contained in them.
However, just as he was running and chanting a spell, Kongsha's eyes suddenly popped out of his head, which was filled with half a bottle of white syrup.
These eyes were glued to the glass wall, focusing on Sol, who was constantly approaching, with incomparable desire and excitement.
"Ah!!! Go to hell -" Thor was about to wave his hand, but his mind suddenly went blank, and he completely forgot what he was doing.
There was only a short and sharp cry...
Sol suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the left side of his face was pressed against the cold floor tiles.
He didn't rush to get up from the ground.
This time the dream seemed to end with the death of the murderer.
If so, that's a good thing.
Thor finally didn't have to endure the nausea of biting raw meat every time he slept.
But...
he still stayed close to the ground, observing his room from this perspective for the first time.
Like a timid voyeur, hiding in the most secret gaps, observing and alert to the outside world.
While maintaining this posture, Thor felt inexplicably at ease.
After a while, he got up and looked at the time.
It’s 6 a.m., just in time to have breakfast.
Thor was a little hungry.
He raised his right hand, suddenly stuck out his tongue, and gently licked the fingertips that had turned into white bones.
The hunger seemed to be somewhat satisfied, but with it came a deeper need.
Sol took a deep breath, suppressed his violent emotions, and walked into the bathroom.
He filled the basin with water and plunged into it.
It wasn't until his lungs began to moan and his trembling arms could barely support the weight of his body that Thor suddenly raised his head.
Water splashed everywhere, hitting the wall and the floor. The excess water flowed down the bridge of the nose, cheeks, and hair into the collar.
"Gan!" Thor cursed several times, "I almost lost my consciousness."
Thor directly wiped the water on his face with his hands. The faint sting caused by the friction between the white bones and the skin made him more awake.
"This nightmare butterfly has become so terrifying?"
"Is it because the magic radiation in the wizard's tower has amplified its influence, or is it... about to hatch?" The
eye problem has reached the point where it has to be solved.
Even if the owner of the dream goes offline, Thor can't guarantee that he will be pulled into the dream of a more terrifying person after falling asleep.
Or consciousness.
"Should we go to Hayden for surgery now?" Thor thought for a while, but then denied it. "Although I have prepared materials to seal the cocoon, it is not for the nightmare butterfly. I don't know if something will go wrong."
"Don't be in a hurry, it's easy to make mistakes if you are in a hurry." Although he understood that the nightmare butterfly was far more harmful than he imagined, Thor kept telling himself to calm down.
"The danger comes from the unknown. I must find out the characteristics of the Nightmare Butterfly. Even if I can't find it, it would be better to know more about it."
Thor patted his left shoulder, "Brother Diary, your item identification can't write a better introduction. Can you be more clear?"
Diary remained silent.
"Go to the library and look for it." Thor still believed that he shouldn't take out the chrysalis recklessly. If he couldn't find the answer in the library, he could ask his mentor.
If there is really nothing to gain, it is not too late to act recklessly. Anyway, Saul has a diary to tell the truth.
After rearranging his instruments, Sol left the dormitory.
However, when he just opened the door, he saw a man standing outside who needed to look up to him - Ku Jin.
"Senior Kujin," Thor immediately showed his trademark polite smile, "Do you have anything to do with me?" "
I have an experiment and need an assistant. If you can get the approval of Teacher Kaz, I believe you have the strength. If you are willing to come, I can give you 10 credits per session."
Pay-per-view?
And the unit price is quite suitable.
Sol was immediately moved, "I'm willing to help senior, but I don't know what kind of experiment it is?" "
Of course the content of the experiment cannot be made public at will. If you have nothing to do now, you can come with me."
Sol stayed still. "Sorry, Senior Kujin, I really have something important to do now."
Kujin's face darkened.
Saul immediately suggested: "How about 2 o'clock today?"
Kujin thought for a few seconds and nodded in agreement, "Okay, at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, you come to my room, 1404."
Sol immediately responded: "No problem."
Looking at Ku Jin's retreating back, Sol still maintained a smile on his face.
Since working in the morgue, he knew that the apprentices would do small deals under the table.
As long as the transaction is not too extreme, the instructor will turn a blind eye.
But after seeing the conspiracy between Culkin and Ferguson, Saul knew that this was not a small deal.
But a bait!
Whether and how to eat this bait is still a question.
Sol closed the door and walked quickly to the library.
But the eyes matter is more urgent. Compared with this matter, the experiment of reshaping the hands has been delayed.
At 6:05 in the morning, no apprentice has come to the library yet.
As soon as he entered the library, Thor saw a young administrator standing in the middle with a arrogant look.
He ran in without saying hello, his arm unconsciously brushing against the hem of the young man's clothes.
No, it didn't pass by, it went right through.
The young administrator was about to jump up and curse when he suddenly saw that a piece of his sleeve was missing.
His mouth that had just been opened suddenly closed, and the tip of his tongue was pinched off before it could be retracted in time, and disappeared before falling to the ground.
The young man's lips began to tremble, and he slowly raised his head and stared in the direction where Thor disappeared.
He burst into tears.
Tears also had no time to fall and dissipated in the air.
Saul didn't know what was going on outside.
He just followed his memory and started looking for information about the nightmare butterfly in the insect chapter of the advanced version of Cognition of All Things.
But after looking through the entire catalog, he didn't see any relevant words, so he could only quickly go to the next location.
Advanced version of Cognition of All Things, Foreign Objects.
No!
Advanced version of cognition of all things, chapter on monsters.
No!
Advanced version of cognition of all things, supernatural chapter.
No!
Saul put down the last book. Even though he glanced at the table of contents of each book in a hurry, the high intensity of information input still made him feel dizzy.
This was still the effect of two small increases in his mental power. If it had been before, he would have been able to crawl out now.
"Do you want to ask the librarian?" As soon as Sol came up with this idea, another idea suddenly came to his mind.
Dream, nightmare, butterfly.
He looked deep into the library, and his sight seemed to have penetrated the white fog and saw the fourteenth row of bookshelves.
Even though the tower owner had told Thor before that the people hiding under the bookshelf on the fourteenth floor were just his fears, Thor didn't go there again for a long time.
Even if he went, he wouldn't specifically look for knowledge about evil spirits.
So that person has been lying on the bottom of the fourteenth row of bookshelves and has never been seen.
Sol clenched his fists and walked silently deeper into the library.
Soon, he came to the bookshelf that he could not forget for a long time.
As soon as he got here, Thor saw the arm half exposed outside the partition at the bottom of the bookshelf.
"Although I already know its essence, it is still difficult to face fear head-on."
Although he said this, Thor raised his feet and walked to the front of the bookshelf without any hesitation.
"What is it that makes me feel scared just by seeing a hand?"
Thor took a deep breath, and a light mist entered his nose and was spit out by his mouth.
He squatted down and slowly tilted his head to the right until it was almost parallel to the ground.
Finally, he saw it.
He saw himself.
It's not Thor, it's himself!
He was facing up, with a dazed look on his face, and dark red corpse spots covered his skin.
It is the previous life in which the time traveler died.
Happy New Year! I wish you all good health and financial resources in the new year!
Thank you readers for your companionship last year. I hope that we can all continue to walk together and grow into better versions of ourselves in the days to come!
(End of chapter)