Diary of a Dead Wizard - Chapter 391

Chapter 389 The Missing Genius

The backup plan Gorza mentioned made Thor tense up, but the other party didn’t seem to have the intention to make his point clear.

He played with the blue water spirit in his hand, letting the small ball jump between his fingers like a toy.

“Have you seen the elves?” He suddenly changed the subject.

Thor’s voice was still a little frozen and stiff, “I… I don’t know if what I saw counts as an elf.”

Gorza said: “If we follow the original definition of species classification, it should not be considered an elf. But since there are no pure-blooded elves in this world, it’s okay to call them new elves.”

He lowered his head slightly, as if he was looking at his hand, and seemed to be looking at other things through his hand wrapped in pink bandages.

“So someone asked that question for us a long time ago. The soul really can’t exist independently from the body.”

Thor didn’t say anything, he was just a little surprised, “Do you know what happened to the elves?”

Didn’t he say he didn’t know before?

“Half-elf, he mentioned a few things to me before he went in, and the rest of the information is my guess.” Gorza blinked at Thor, “I guess that the elves, who are born with strong spiritual power, chose to throw away the burden of the flesh for some reason. To this end, they opened up a back garden for themselves. Unfortunately, this exploration angered the underlying rules of a certain existence, so they were sent to the back garden they created with their own hands, and then found that this back garden had become an abyss prison.”

“I guessed, right?”

Gorza was asking Thor.

Thor also wanted to compare his answers with Gorza to see if his thoughts and ideas could be recognized.

“The elves… after seeing the huge depression on the back of the world, decided to abandon their flesh and hide in a world composed entirely of consciousness. This is my guess based on what I saw and heard in the valley.”

Unexpectedly, Gorza on the opposite side frowned little by little.

Specifically, the bandage on his forehead wrinkled.

“The back of the world… depression…” Gorza fell into deep thought.

Looking at him, it seemed as if he had heard of the “depression” for the first time.

Isn’t it said that the tower master comes from a very powerful wizard family in other continents?

Why doesn’t he know about the depression on the back of the world?

“Is it… because of this?” Gorza whispered to himself.

When he saw Thor’s puzzled look, he suddenly restrained his expression and didn’t say more about his thoughts on the depression.

“It seems that the body is actually our natural locator. Although it is not as powerful as the locator we choose after birth, it is safe and stable… Unfortunately, many people just regard it as a burden.”

Gorza leaned back and leaned comfortably on the soft cushion, with his elbow just on Mark’s head.

“Thor, you can complete two wizard body transformations without hurting yourself, which is still very good.”

Faced with the tower master’s praise, Thor could only bow his head and accept it guiltily.

Unlike Senior Byron, his transformation still relies more on external forces.

In Thor’s view, Senior Byron, who can turn his body into a locator through his own efforts, is a true genius.

It was only because the degree of transformation was too great that Senior Byron was promoted to a third-level apprentice when he was nearly 30 years old.

I must praise him well when I go back.

While thinking about it, Thor suddenly noticed the red-eyed puppet on his waist.

At this time, both eyes of the puppet were two empty holes.

Thor then remembered that when he was observing the elf world, the puppet’s eyes seemed to have exploded.

He quickly took off the puppet from his waist and handed it to Golsa, “Teacher, this puppet’s eyes are broken.”

You won’t have to pay for it yourself, right?

Thor said carefully: “It seems that the elf once tried to influence my mind, but the puppet blocked part of the mental attack.”

In fact, more of it was blocked by the diary.

However, Golsa didn’t know how powerful the mental attack of the elf was, so he attributed most of the credit to the puppet.

Who knew that after seeing the puppet, Golsa suddenly showed a funny and distressed expression – don’t ask Thor how he saw it.

“Oh, it’s so bad. The person who left a mental mark on it will suffer now.”

“Mental mark?” Thor asked back.

Anyway, listening to Golsa’s tone, you know that the person who left the mark is definitely not him.

“It’s from Youla.” Gorza immediately revealed the answer, “She is very good at identifying malicious mental attacks, and this puppet was made using her ability.”

After a pause, he said, “It doesn’t matter. I sent her back to the wizard tower yesterday. She is safe in the tower.”

…

An hour ago, in the wizard tower.

“I heard from Kaz that you also found the blue water spirit?”

In the dim room, Teacher Rum, who was sitting in the corner, was looking at Byron who entered his room for the first time.

Byron stood five meters away from Rum’s head. He lowered his head and was careful not to let the meat mud at his feet flow onto the upper of his shoes.

“Hmm.” As if he felt that it was not good to answer the teacher’s question with one word, Byron’s throat cracked open a mouth, “I named it Gray Matter.”

“Hehe,” Rum couldn’t help laughing, “Kaz must have complained that your name was ugly, right?”

In fact, Byron thought that Gray Matter sounded much better than Blue Water Spirit, but he was just a bit straightforward, not stupid.

“Hmm.”

Rum couldn’t help laughing again.

Now when he laughs, he doesn’t let the fat on his body shake back and forth.

Just like the deepest sea, the rapids under the sea surface will not affect the calmness of the sea.

“Of course, being able to find it is nothing. What really surprised me is the formula for the preparation of the potion you submitted. The idea here is very interesting, and judging from your state, it has been verified, isn’t it?”

Byron nodded, but he didn’t ask why the potion formula he submitted to Teacher Kaz in exchange for promotion materials fell into the hands of Teacher Rum.

“Tell me about your application ideas.”

Byron didn’t speak immediately this time.

Rum was not angry either, and smiled and said, “I won’t let you talk in vain. As long as your ideas are fine, I will recommend you to join the resurrection experiment after the tower master comes back. At that time, you can ask for any materials you want with just one word.”

Byron’s eyes lit up, “Is Thor also in this experiment?”

Rum nodded, “Yes. If you also want to join this experiment hosted by the tower master, then show me your knowledge.”

Byron cheered up, put his hand into his mouth, and took out a thick notebook from under his skin.

This notebook is much thicker than the one he gave to Thor at the beginning, and it records his experiments and conjectures on gray matter.

And Thor’s is a concentrated version.

Just as Byron was about to start his performance, a dark shadow came in through the crack of Teacher Rum’s door.

Youla never knocks.

Rum tilted his head, half of his face squeezed in his fat, and smiled.

“Wait a minute, we have a guest.”

A black figure like a paper cut slowly walked in.

“I heard that someone also discovered the Blue Water Soul?”

“Yes, it seems that he is a genius that we have overlooked.” Rum pointed at Byron in front of him and said.

Then he introduced Byron, “This is the person we want to resurrect, and also the wife of the tower master. You can call her Mrs. Youla.”

Byron saluted Youla expressionlessly.

Youla turned her head to the side, and her expression was completely invisible. “That’s great.”

She sat down leisurely on a laboratory table, crossing her legs like a little girl.

“Gorza attaches great importance to this experiment and will probably start formal testing within half a year.” Yula reached out and rummaged around on Rum’s lab table, and found a small transparent sphere with mist swirling inside. “Let me sit in on it. Do you have any new ideas?”

Yula tossed the blue water spirit in her hand.

Byron looked at the small sphere in Mrs. Yula’s hand, thought for a while, and took out a small bag from his pocket.

“This is the blue water spirit in its original state. I call it gray matter. Take a look at this. It’s more in line with my research report.”

After saying that, he took out two gray matters from the small bag and handed one to Mrs. Yula and Professor Rum.

(End of this chapter)