Diary of the Death Wizard

After leaving the room where everyone was detained, there was an extremely primitive passage outside.

There is soil all around, and traces of the reinforcement of the magic circle can be seen faintly.

The lighting equipment is still only the glowing plants at the feet.

Sol followed the old witch closely, passing the first door, the second door, and walked for about five minutes before seeing the third door.

And half a meter away from the third door is the fourth door, and then there is a long and dark passage.

I should be underground, or in a mountain. Thor silently estimated, and tried to feel the direction of the air flow to judge the direction of the exit.

The old witch stopped in front of the third door and opened it first to go in.

From behind the door is a laboratory, but most of the equipment is relatively primitive.

You don't see a lot of glass here, mostly wooden. Considering the problem of liquid penetration, they are all coated with unknown ingredients.

Since you said that you are very good at transforming witch body, let me do a simple project first.

The old hag pushed Sol in and sat him down at a table.

Afterwards, the old witch took out a large basin from a cabinet against the wall, and threw it heavily in front of Sol.

Inside the large tub were piles of parchment rolls.

Sol took the initiative to hold up all the scrolls, and saw something like dough that was hidden underneath.

But if you look closely, the dough is actually wriggling.

Sol poked it with his finger, and the dough immediately dented and did not spring back for a long time.

But when Thor turned his head to look at the contents of the parchment, the dough regained its shape in an instant.

Since your talent is so strong, I don't need to explain it. I will come to see you at this time tomorrow. If you fail to perfect this transformation idea, I will throw you into the basin.

The old witch didn't explain to Saul, and let him examine the questions by himself.

Seeing that Sol had no doubts, he went directly to the next room without closing the door, and was sure that Sol could not leave.

Saul has only one day to review and solve problems. But he took his time and spread out all the parchments one by one.

If the table area is not enough, put it on the ground.

Next, ten pieces of parchment for each person. It doesn't matter if you don't have any ideas for the time being. Let's straighten out the topic first.

Sol twisted his neck, turned his wrist, and suddenly seemed to have returned to the time when he was in the Wizard Tower and only needed to study.

...

The day passed.

The old witch let out a long sigh and slowly stood up from the ground.

Although she kept saying outside that her witch body transformation experiment was about to succeed. But only she knew that her experiment had been stuck at a critical step for more than a year.

Ochli, who had made new breakthroughs in her experiments, hadn't been used for a long time, and every time she put forward an idea, it was useless.

I hope that kid has some new ideas. No, even if he can only solve one of the small problems.

If he spends a day, but can't solve anything, can't see it... I'll... no, forget it, the rumors are a little tight recently, and it's too dangerous to go out and arrest people. Otherwise, give that kid a few more chances. After all, hasn't Oqili, the pharmacy master, been able to solve my problem?

The old witch shook her head. She was about to take a step, but her left foot couldn't keep up with her right foot, and she almost fell down.

Suddenly, her expression twisted, as if she was forcibly suppressing her anger.

She lowered her head and rolled up the pants near her left foot, and saw that her ankle was constantly deforming. It was as if someone was kneading her calf like dough.

The old hag gritted her teeth, and her huge chin almost covered the upper half of her face. She raised her hand and slapped her calf several times so hard that she could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.

But in the next second, the old witch healed her wounds with witchcraft, and her legs were no longer deformed wantonly.

She raised her head, straightened her pants, and walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.

Go out, turn left, enter the door.

She saw Saul sitting at the round table with his chin resting on his hands.

All the parchments were opened and spread all over the floor. The pile of waste paper on the table has become a hill.

And Sol frowned tightly, and there were a few drops of sweat on his forehead. The absorbent pen in his hand was trembling in the air, and the ink was about to fall off, but the pen never came down.

Seeing this, the old hag frowned, and thought to herself, Could it be that he has no idea at all? How dare he say that he is good at witchcraft transformation?

This made her angry at being played. When she took the first step, she still thought of dismantling people as materials, but when she took the second step, she had already changed her mind.

Forget it, just find any reason to let him pass by first. If it's three days...or ten days...or it's still a month. If he doesn't have any ideas for a month, then...

Thinking of this, the old witch had already seen the paper in front of Sol clearly.

Densely packed, wrote a big article!

The old witch froze for a moment, then quickened her pace and walked to Sol's side.

And Sol was still thinking with his head down at this moment, as if he didn't realize that the old witch had come to him at all.

The old witch looked at the writing on the paper, at first she looked at it with the attitude of an inspector, but after looking at it, she read it.

A novel and excellent problem-solving idea is more attractive than the gossip between Yingzhu and Fengyao.

The old witch watched from the beginning to the end, and when she finally saw a drop of ink falling on the paper, she was still wondering what kind of novel rune it was. After thinking about it for a long time, she realized that it was just ink dripping from the tip of the pen.

What's next? Why don't you write it? The old witch scratched her heart in distress, and at the same time was shocked by Sol's novel idea.

She even wanted to take Sol's head off to see what grew inside.

Sol seemed to be taken aback, and the blotting pen in his hand dropped to the table.

He looked up at the ugly face of the old witch who was close at hand, and then at the messy papers on the table, his voice was a little trembling, I, I have encountered a difficulty, it may take a little time.

The old witch turned her head stiffly like a cassette, looked at Sol's childish face, but couldn't say You're almost finishing this transformation theory?.

Yes!

What the old witch gave Sol was not a random reform project at all.

What she gave Sol was exactly what she was researching now, a witch body transformation experiment that wanted to integrate the specialties of multiple races to achieve a perfect body!

She has been trapped here for many years, and this transformation experiment is her only reliance on turning over. How could she have any interest in researching other transformation topics?

In addition, not telling Sol the real situation of this transformation experiment is also to prevent Sol from having too much psychological pressure on the premise that he knows that the problem is too difficult, resulting in no idea at all.

This is also the lesson that the old witch learned after capturing more than a dozen prisoners.

It's just that she never thought that it took only one day for Sol to break through the obstacle that she had been trapped in for a year, and he continued to deduce the transformation formula to the last step.

The old witch opened her mouth with difficulty, and she seemed to hear her upper and lower teeth fighting.

You, how long will it take you to overcome the last difficulty?

Thor opened his mouth, closed it, opened it again, and carefully held out a finger.

A month...is that okay?

The old witch opened her mouth, closed it, and opened it again.

Fine……

Saul: Knowledge changes fate... Destiny.