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Chapter 55 – Love Brain and Research Mania

"Here you go!" Without hesitation, Rocky took out two magic crystals and slapped them on Duke's table.

Duke froze for a moment, reached out and grabbed the two magic crystals, yanked Rocky's arm away and shoved them back into his coat pocket, and pressed them twice as hard.

"Hey, I was joking, why are you taking it seriously?" He shook his head and sighed, "I didn't realize that you really liked Jenna."

Seeing Rocky's eyes reddening, Duke hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you. You also know how bad Saul's temper is. When you meet, you must have something to say, Jenna may not ... Anyway, you must keep calm, no matter what you see, don't fight with Saul. You can't beat him, and if something really happens, come back and we'll discuss it."

This odd tone of voice, the side of the Duo Ze heard feel wrong.

Thor's White Bone Hand was indeed powerful, but listening to Duke's words, it seemed that Thor had more than these abilities.

Then why did Duke keep saying that Saul was wasted in the first place?

He glanced at Duke suspiciously, but didn't dare to open his mouth to ask more.

Saying goodbye to Duke, Rocky wanted Dozer to go with him to find Saul.

But Dozer's eyes flickered and he didn't agree for a long time.

He even advised Rocky not to be in such a hurry to find Saul, maybe Jenna would show up soon.

But Rocky was uneasy inside, he felt that he had to see Sol immediately.

After meeting Duke, the other party's description of Saul caused the panic in Rocky's heart to grow even more, as if something was tearing at his insides, making him have no time to think more, only wanting to find Saul and ask for an explanation.

So that afternoon, Saul's experiment was again interrupted by a fierce knock on the door.

Saul frowned slightly, but his hand movements remained steady, slowly adding things to the test tube.

The liquid in the test tube began to swirl on its own, forming a tiny underwater vortex.

Saul exhaled and picked up something with his tweezers as if to add it to the test tube.

At that moment, the diary flew out wearily, telegraphing the next explosion.

Saul shook his head and switched to another material.

The diary didn't go back and gave Saul another way to die.

Saul put down the material again.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The knocking on the door intensified.

Saul picked up the third material.

The diary listlessly turned pages and wrote down new ways to die.

"Is this scenario at its limit too?" Sol muttered.

The knock on the door behind him had turned into a slam.

Saul finally put down the test tubes and tweezers, and let go of his diary as well.

He stepped to the door and opened it with one hand in between the knocks, while quickly catching the fist that was about to land on his face due to inertia, and pushed it back with such force that the person outside the door stumbled into the wall of the hallway behind him.

The other man let out a cry of pain.

The man outside the door was Rocky, not Duke.

Saul was a little surprised, but on second thought it was normal, Duke had been too wimpy to knock on the door like that now that he had seen him.

Without saying a word, he directly hit a 0th order sorcery.

Mourning Gaze!

Luo Qi, who was originally about to rush over, froze in place as his entire body, his lips and hands and feet began to tremble.

"Bam!"

The small knife that Rocky had hidden behind his back fell to the ground, making a crisp ringing sound that echoed in bursts in the empty corridor.

Saul glanced at the pocket knife with disdain in his eyes.

A sorcerer's apprentice, even armed with a knife, these two months in the sorcerer's tower, net talk about love to go?

"You, you ... "What made Saul a little surprised was that Loch could even take the initiative to ask, "You actually know sorcery?"

Rocky looked at Saul, scared and surprised.

A guy who had clearly given up on himself and didn't even go to public classes had learned his first sorcery even faster than he had?

It hadn't occurred to Rocky that Saul actually knew more than one sorcery, because that was outside the realm of what he could understand.

Sol was also a bit surprised why Rocky was so surprised.

Had he not learned sorcery by now?

It can't be, can it? Saul knew all four.

"Who told you to come to me?" Sol didn't bother answering Rocky's question, asking back impatiently.

At the same time he took half a step back, ready to duck behind the door at any moment.

He didn't want to get splattered with blood again.

Loki's answer, however, surprised Saul a bit.

"Jenna hasn't shown up for three days now, and I was worried about her well-being, so I wanted to come over to look for her."

Rocky seemed to have broken free from the intimidation of the Mourning Gaze, only the fine beads of sweat on his face still showed what kind of horror he had just experienced.

"Who told you I was here?" Saul glanced at the knife on the floor, "And you're pretty sure I had something to do with Jenna's disappearance."

"Duh, Duke." Rocky replied weakly.

Duke again?

When did this kind of retarded guy get to be the mastermind behind this?

Guess it's just a puppet.

"You know Jenna disappeared after she came looking for me, and you still have the nerve to come here on your own." Saul gazed across the room at the teenager, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say boy. Rocky, who was being watched by Saul, had an illusion at that moment.

It was as if the person across from him was not the boy who became a sorcerer's apprentice in the same batch as him, but some second level apprentice who was inscrutable enough to jeopardize his life.

Becoming a sorcerer apprentice is less than three months ... The gap between people can really be so huge?

Rocky's passion was doused, and he finally knew to be afraid.

He lowered his tone, lowered his stature, and lowered his head.

"Saul, do you know where Jenna is? I'm worried about her."

You're caught up in the conspiracy and you're worried about someone else?

Saul really wanted to grab Rocky by the collar and show him Jenna's body.

Unfortunately, the contents of the large crate were cleaned out every night by the giant man outside the door.

Saul opened his mouth, but eventually just said, "Jenna's not here anymore, so go back."

What he wanted to say more than anything else was, it's not your place to meddle in what's going on here, it's not too late to turn back.

But he didn't say it.

Rocky looked up, his eyes slightly red and he pursed his lips, already sensing something in Saul's cryptic words.

"Thanks."

He lowered his head and stumbled a few steps, holding onto the wall as he walked, out into the corridor on the second floor of the East Tower.

Watching Rocky's back disappear, Saul closed and locked the door with a complicated face.

At first Saul thought that Rocky was also a human bomb sent over by whoever, but it seemed to be just a case of teenage sentimentality.

Either way, the girl he was looking for was not going to show up again.

Is Rocky behind you tugging on the puppet strings also Sid?

What the hell is he up to?

Isn't he afraid of being held accountable for bringing so many people into this?

Or has he been so galvanized by Brown's death that he's given up on reason and decided to fight to the death?

The days of waiting for the conspiracy to surface in this way are very torturous, but Saul is in the way of his current lack of power, and can only suffer in this way.

Moreover, Syd has been hiding behind the curtain, and it is very difficult for Saul to solve the root of the problem.

It was necessary to make Cid show up, so that he could step onto the stage as well!

Tugging on the two puppets, Rocky and Duke, might be able to drag out the rope-carrying man behind the curtain.

"But Rocky's resistance to the Mourning Gaze is much stronger than Brown's, and he's recovered so quickly."

Saul's mind quickly shifted to sorcery.

"Is it because an apprentice sorcerer's mental power is much higher than an ordinary person's? That's why the sorcery that made Brown sink completely, but only made Rocky stiff for a small period of time."

Sol recalled, "About five seconds of stiffness. However, if the distance isn't very far and it's used to kill someone, it's more than enough time. But if it's used against a second level apprentice, it might only be a second of stiffness."

No wonder 0th level sorcery was also called theater.

It really wasn't very useful amongst sorcerers.

The experience he had just had gave Saul some new ideas.

His second Sorcerer Body Transformation Potion seemed to have fallen into a situation where the base liquid was not efficacious enough to provide a strong enough medicinal property of the material, which was what kept the potion from being stabilized.

It was like a 0th order sorcery, the potency that could be raised was limited, so the probability of being able to research more than one transformation program using the materials in hand was very small.

But Saul didn't have any other way to quickly increase his strength right now.

In the diary, Saul already didn't know how many times he had died.

Luckily, that diary didn't seem to be short of pages, and it still only used a little bit of the front at the moment.

Inside the test tube in his hand, the underwater vortex took shape once again.

Saul picked up a material that had failed yesterday.

The journal reads: "You didn't die better ..."

Without changing his face, Saul goes for a second one.

The diary reads : "You died a better looking death."

Saul is used to this, he picks up the third ...

"How did you come up with this move?"

A voice suddenly came from behind him.

Saul's heart trembled, but his left hand remained as steady as an old dog, and the potion in the test tube did not ripple.

He returned the test tube to the test tube rack and turned back to salute respectfully.

"Mentor Katz."

This mentor wasn't responsible at all, and hadn't come over to teach Saul in almost ten days.

But the respect on Saul's face couldn't be less.

Kaz took the reagent Saul had just put down and held it up to his eyes for a closer look, while Saul squinted at the door to the room.

The door was open, the lock intact.

Well, a normal lock shouldn't be able to keep a wizard out.

Mentor Katz looked at it for a moment and put the test tube back, some pity in his tone.

"This program of yours is unlikely to work. At least for now, you are missing key materials and live reaction feedback. A lot of the planning and changes to the program need to be based on clinical response, and you're thinking out of the box like this ..."

Kaz shook his head and turned to Sol, but the words that came out of his mouth stuck when he saw Sol's left hand.

"Uh ... what's with that hand of yours?"

(End of chapter)