Chapter 88: Lost
Thor didn’t wait for Kongsha’s answer.
He didn't really expect an answer either.
After leaving Kongsha's room, he continued to go up, crossing the dark corridor, ignoring the whispers coming from the darkness in the distance, and went straight to the fourteenth floor of the west tower.
Dormitory 1416.
This is Senior Byron's new home.
After being promoted, wizard apprentices can choose to move to the corresponding floor. They don't have to move if they find it troublesome.
But most people choose to move because the hardware facilities are much worse.
Today is the first time that Saul has come to Byron's dormitory to look for him. It's still late at night, so I don't know if Senior Byron is sleeping.
You can't expect all apprentices to be night owls like Kongsha.
Sol knocked on the door lightly three times, then put down his hand and planned to wait for a while.
However, the next second the dormitory door opened automatically.
"Huh?" Saul poked his head in and took a look, but saw no one in the living room.
He went inside.
The living room was in a mess, as if a house had been moved and half the owner had gone to bed. There are many boxes open and their contents have not yet been taken out. There are also some boxes stacked high together, blocking the panoramic view of the room.
"Senior, Senior Byron?"
No one responded.
Thor thought that Senior Byron should not be here. After all, with the mental strength of a third-level apprentice, it was impossible to sleep until now and not wake up.
No one is here, but the dormitory door is unlocked. Could it be that he left the door specially for himself?
Sol took two steps forward, "crossed mountains and rivers", and finally found the experimental bench hidden behind the big box.
The experimental table was also very messy, with countless things placed on it. But there was a palm-sized blank space in the middle of the table, and a letter was placed on it.
The letter read "Only Thor can read it."
"The handwriting is still so ugly." Saul shook his head and sighed, picked up the letter and unfolded it.
The letter read:
Only Thor can touch this piece of paper. If anyone else touches it, stop reading it and go and detoxify it quickly. You have 10 left to live.
9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2...
Sol, I received the first task of a third-level apprentice. I need to go out for a period of time. During this time, I owe you eight credits. If you are anxious , you can use the red potion on the table to deduct it. If you are not in a hurry, wait until I come back and continue to repay.
It's a pity that I don't have many friends in the Wizard Tower, and no one owes me credits, so I can't entrust you to others to take care of you. Please take good care of yourself, and I hope to see you alive when I come back. If you die, the eight credits will be cancelled.
I also hope that I can successfully complete the first mission and come back alive. If you are afraid that I will die, you can also take away the bottle of red potion as collateral.
Nothing more, goodbye.
By the way, if the other person who took the letter is your friend, you can tell them that there is no poison in the letter and there is no need to find an antidote. If not then forget it.
I still owe you eight credits, Byron.
After reading the letter, Saul couldn't help laughing.
He had obviously never told Senior Byron the joke about the countdown, so I don’t know how he came up with it. He looked dull, but sometimes he was strangely shrewd.
He originally wanted to ask Senior Byron about the spirit ester, but now it seems that he has no way to ask. He can only hope that Senior Byron returns safely.
The red potion Sol did not move, letting it continue to stand on the table. I didn't even check to see what the potion was, for fear that I wouldn't be able to bear it.
Sol destroyed the letter casually and left the dormitory which was like a garbage dump.
After returning to the corridor, the dormitory door closed automatically again, and Thor believed that it would not open easily again after this time.
"Senior Byron has also left. It seems that I can only ask Senior Mark tomorrow. Although he knows that I have made a witch body transformation, he does not know the materials involved, and he should not associate the spirit ester with it."
Thor turned around to go back to sleep.
At this moment, he suddenly saw his shadow on the ground, as if there was an extra piece of something.
Something long and thin flashed past the back of his neck.
Thor immediately became alert, stopped, and prepared spells and potions.
He raised his left hand and slowly touched his neck.
At the same time, he paid attention to the shadows on the ground with his peripheral vision.
Until his hand pressed on the skin on the back of his neck, Thor didn't touch anything strange.
There have been no other changes in the shadows on the ground.
"Is it my imagination, or has that thing left?"
Thor entered into semi-immersive meditation again, and scanned the surroundings, but found no unusual spiritual body.
But he did not just relax. Instead, he remained highly alert and slowly left the dormitory area of the third-level apprentices.
It wasn't until he entered his dormitory that he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sure enough, it is still very dangerous to walk in the tower at night. Now that Konsa and Byron are not in the tower, it is better not to go out in the middle of the night." ... After lunch the next day,
Thor
hurried to Instructor Kaz's house Laboratory, I want to find senior Mark to buy common sense.
Just as he was about to open the door and enter, he heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.
"...It's good that you can endure hardships like this. If your uncle could have worked harder, he wouldn't have left the Wizard Tower when he turned thirty." "
I will continue to work hard, Senior Cole, well, I can follow you. Do you want to do experiments together?"
"That's fine. Anyway, you have been doing experiments here with Mark before, so you should have experience. It also saves me the trouble of looking for assistants everywhere."
"Thank you very much, Senior Cole!"
"You're welcome. I will feel much better if I do experiments with a cute little girl like you."
Hearing this, Thor walked in and saw the second boy named Cole. A senior apprentice, putting a hand on Angela's shoulder.
That Cole was slightly chubby and had a warm smile on his face. He seems to have a very gentle personality.
But Angela still had a smile on her face and seemed not to notice anything was wrong.
Seeing someone coming in, Cole naturally retracted his hand and nodded to Saul.
"This is Instructor Kaz's laboratory. What can I do for you?"
"Hello, senior, I want to find Senior Mark. Is he not here anymore?"
Angela reminded Cole softly.
Cole raised his eyebrows, then his smile grew wider.
"It turns out that you are Sol, the first-level apprentice that the mentor values most now." He walked towards Sol. "He went out for training, and now I have taken over Mark's original job. You can ask me if you have anything. ."
The other party looked very enthusiastic.
Thor politely thanked him.
"Thank you, senior, but I'm looking for senior Mark to return his things. Since he's gone out, I'll wait until he comes back. I'm going back first. See you, senior." Cole felt a little a little bit when he saw Sol leaving so quickly
. I was disappointed, but I didn’t stop him. I just invited him to come over and play often when he had time.
Thor said something perfunctory, glanced at Angela, who was standing silently behind Cole, and exited the laboratory.
Back in the corridor, Thor was a little confused. He didn't expect that all three seniors he was familiar with had left the Wizard Tower overnight.
The next step is to head to the library to find the needle in the haystack.
There are very few people in the library. Whether they are borrowing books or returning books, they are all in a hurry and do not want to stay longer.
As soon as Sol entered the library, he found that the anxious middle-aged man sitting on the left did not appear there.
Who accidentally touched that "holographic image"?
"Are you coming to borrow a book?" A very arrogant voice came from the right.
Sol turned his head and saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen looking up at him with his chin raised.
"If you want to borrow a book, go in. If you don't want to borrow a book, get out."
After a closer look, the arrogant young man looked 90% similar to the anxious middle-aged man from before.
(End of chapter)