Chapter 86: Little Tails
used cleaning magic on Thor and finally helped Thor get out of the mud.
"I just noticed that you were missing, so I guessed that you fell in. But you made a lot of noise. I've never seen anyone make the Soul-Eating Demon Swamp so active before." What can
Thor say?
"Haha, I don't know what happened, maybe it was an accident."
The gardener also laughed awkwardly and changed the subject without asking further questions.
"Have you chosen the companion flower?"
"Oh, by the way, I've already chosen it."
Although he had gone through a small adventure, Sol had not forgotten the very vibrant companion flower bud that he was interested in.
The gardener moved quickly and brought a small square flowerpot and helped Sol transplant the companion flowers into the pot.
The newly transplanted flower buds were a little wilted, so the gardener immediately chanted a spell and cast a witchcraft to help the flower buds regain their vitality.
"This is a small bag of flower fertilizer." The gardener handed Saul a palm-sized bag of flower fertilizer.
Sol took the bag and opened it and took a look.
The flower fertilizer inside is light red rare earth, mixed with fine particles.
Thor recalled that one of the ways he died was to become flower fertilizer.
He silently mourned for the flower fertilizer in front of him for two seconds and put the bag away.
"Mr. Gardener, are you an apprentice here too?"
Thor thought that the job of guarding the garden was quite good. It looked easy and he could stay away from the dark wizard tower for a long time.
But the other person looks to be in his forties or fifties. Could it be that he is a third-level apprentice? Is it overkill?
The gardener listened and smiled honestly.
"Haha, it was when he was alive."
Sol was shocked, and the flowerpot in his hand almost broke.
He silently stepped back and saluted the gardener.
"Thank you for today. I'll go back to find Teacher Kaz first."
The gardener didn't seem to realize what he said was shocking. He just nodded with a smile and watched Sol leave quickly.
He looked at Sol's back and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
A black, smooth, thumb-thick little tentacle suddenly stretched out from the back of Thor's neck.
It swayed in the air twice and then retracted.
The gardener withdrew with a smile on his face.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to call Sol, but in the end no sound came out.
The gardener walked slowly back to the cabin, sat upright on the small bench in the cabin, looked at the garden and smiled.
Gradually, the sun sets, and there is no other sound in the garden except the wind and grass.
The gardener was still sitting there upright, with the moonlight shining on his face...
there was no gardener at all, he was clearly a doll made of straw!
There are grass stems sticking out of the clothes on the clothes and pants. The eyes are two gray stones, and the nose is a long tree branch.
The whole scarecrow doll looked sallow.
Someone used blood-colored paint to paint an exaggerated smile on his face.
The evening breeze blows, the accompanying flowers nod and dance, and the garden is filled with the aroma of bread.
...
Speaking of the other side.
Sol returned to the corpse room holding the carefully selected accompanying flowers.
He decided to plant the flowers here. Although there is not much decay in the corpse room, I think it is more in line with the taste of companion flowers and may grow faster.
The flower Sol picked looked a bit like a peony, with particularly large buds, goose-yellow petals, and pinkish-white tips.
Sol placed it in a corner of the room and mixed some flower fertilizer into it.
The flower buds that had lost their energy due to the lack of sunlight suddenly stood up again.
Sol found it interesting and teased the little flower bud with his fingers before returning to his experimental table.
He began to study his left hand again.
This is a spirit ester that even diaries are interested in. It is definitely a good thing. If it can absorb other soul fragments, Thor will have one more information channel to understand the world.
It's just that the spirit ester is too out of the ordinary. After studying it for a long time, Thor has no direction.
You can only ask your seniors or tutors, or you can go to the library to see if there are any relevant books.
Only low-quality spiritual ester can bring such huge benefits to Thor. If the quality of the plastic bone-made spiritual ester can be improved, wouldn't Thor's witch body transformation be able to take it to the next level?
Take this opportunity to reshape his left hand and increase his magic power again. If the effect is good... Thor plans to include his right hand in the scope of transformation.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
A knock on the door interrupted Saul's research.
"Who?" Thor closed the note.
"I'm Hayden."
The senior next door?
The other party hasn't taken the initiative to look for Sol yet. Could it be that there was some problem with the disposal of the body?
Thor walked over and opened the door carefully.
Hayden had a forced smile on his face, "I, I heard that you came first in the freshman test, congratulations."
Is it an ordinary human relationship?
"Thank you, what can I do for you, senior?" Sol asked directly.
"Ah, we are all first-level apprentices, so you don't have to always call me senior. You can just call me Hayden."
Thor smiled and did not answer.
"I want to ask you, do you plan to work in the second morgue?"
"Why do you ask? Is your senior leaving?"
"No, I think you can find more good materials in the second corpse room, so if you want to come, I can switch with you." He
actually took the initiative to show his kindness.
Is the title of the first among freshmen so useful?
No, it should be more than that.
Saul thought of Anze's invitation, Rum's relatively sincere invitation, and Mentor Kaz's special move to warn him not to change mentors in the name of choosing a companion flower... It seems that it was the sudden attention from the mentors that made
Hayden Do you want to give him the job of the second morgue where you can gain more rewards?
Sol was really moved, and worried that Hayden had other intentions.
But soon, he thought that the main material of the spirit ester he was currently researching was plastic bone.
The main material of plastic bones is spiritual bones.
It would be okay if he was in the third corpse room. Except for the deaf and blind giant man outside the door, no one would know what was left after the body entered the big box.
But if Sol moved to the second corpse room, as Sol's downstream position, Hayden could easily guess what materials Sol had taken.
The spirit ester was related to Thor's witch body transformation, and he didn't want to leak it to others at will.
After thinking about this, Sol smiled politely and shook his head.
"No need, senior. In terms of ability and experience, you are more suitable for the job in the second morgue than me. I will be fine here." Hayden didn't expect Saul
to refuse. He was a little surprised, but he was also very happy.
After all, in his opinion, the second corpse room still had more oil and water.
The two exchanged a few more polite words, and Saul sent Hayden away.
From beginning to end, he didn't invite Hayden in.
After closing the door, Thor returned to his research on the transformation of the witch body.
But if he really wanted to continue transforming his right hand, he would have to prepare one more material.
Today, Sol finally met a first-level apprentice guest. He packed up his guest's brains and headed to Senior Kong Sha's dormitory that night.
This was the first time that Saul took the initiative and went to see Kongsha alone after killing West Germany.
It is impossible to say that she is not nervous, but Kongsha is still very valuable.
When Kong Sha opened the door and saw Sol, her white eyes rolled several times.
"You came very quickly. I thought you would hide and be afraid for a few days."
Kong Sha stepped aside and invited Thor in.
Thor walked to the center of the room, placed the box in his hand on the table, and opened it, revealing a round object wrapped in light yellow leather inside.
A faint stench suddenly dispersed.
(End of chapter)