Excellent People Always Find Their Opportunity

Mark saw determination in Thor's eyes.

Although he didn't know how a newcomer who had just become an apprentice could make up his mind to undergo witch body modification on the second day.

One had to know that he himself had hesitated for a full month before he dared to take a blade to his own hands.

But now, Mark could see a certain value in Thor.

To be able to escape the laboratory at midnight, the other party was definitely not an ordinary newcomer.

Either he had real ability, or he had a powerful backer.

"Then you can start copying. This book is very straightforward. If you want to study it in depth after you finish reading, you can come to the laboratory to find me. I will be here for this entire month."

Such a gentle Senior Mark made the jaws of the other two newcomers in the laboratory drop.

"Thank you, Senior Mark."

Thor sat back down. He didn't have much time, so he had to race against the clock to copy the book.

Mark left the space to Thor and walked to the other side of the laboratory.

At this moment, Anjita, who had been observing for a long time, picked up the book in front of her and walked to Mark, flashing a sweet smile.

"Senior, when I was building runes today, there were a few places I couldn't get right. Could you teach me?"

Angela rested her chin on her book, trying her best to show her cute side.

"Of course," Mark smiled, "10 magic crystals, or 2 credits."

The surprise that had just risen in Angela's eyes was extinguished in an instant.

She only had a few dozen magic crystals in total; how could she spend them just to ask a few questions?

"I, I think I'll think about it myself for a while longer."

Angela hurriedly returned to her seat and lowered her head deeply, afraid of seeing the mocking gazes of others.

She thought she could only wait for a chance to ask Mentor Kazi, but it seemed their performance yesterday with Duke hadn't satisfied him.

She wondered if he would even come to the laboratory today?

Green's Cognition of Wizard Body Modification was not thick, only a little over a hundred pages, and since it wasn't a printed edition, there weren't many words in total.

While transcribing, Thor skipped some useless exclamations and only extracted the core information to make study notes.

But for a newcomer who had only been at the school for two days, wanting to fully understand this book was still more difficult than he had imagined.

Thor didn't stand on ceremony and took the book to ask Mark for help.

From the change in the other's attitude, Thor could tell that he was intentionally trying to compensate him.

He didn't know the reason why.

Was it because Thor had successfully survived, making the other wary, or did Mark know that Big Pink had intervened?

Regardless of the reason, it didn't stop Thor from taking the opportunity to get some help.

With Mark's help in summarizing the key points, Thor's copying speed increased significantly. He was completely confident that he could copy all the important content in the book by noon tomorrow.

In this way, the 2 magic crystals spent wouldn't be a waste.

Mentor Kazi appeared again after 3:30.

However, he kept his brows tightly locked, as if he were thinking about some difficult problem.

Duke, who intended to step forward to ask a question, was casually blocked away.

Only then did the two newcomers realize why other apprentices didn't come to the laboratory to ask questions.

The patient explanations of the first day seemed to be nothing more than a deceptive opening; once you were drawn in, the cold, true nature of the mentor was immediately revealed.

Duke failed to find a sense of superiority over Thor again, his expression somewhat flustered, and the glances he stole at Thor became increasingly complex.

But no one expected that after Mentor Kazi had been frowning and thinking in the laboratory for a while, he would suddenly walk over to Thor.

"Mentor?" Mark, thinking Kazi was coming to find him, stood up nervously.

To everyone's surprise, Kazi stopped in front of Thor. "You, come with me."

Thor was first startled, then overjoyed.

Yesterday, Duke and Angela were taken away while he was left behind, which was equivalent to being abandoned by the mentor, yet today the mentor had actually remembered him again.

What made him change his mind?

Thor hurriedly packed up and grabbed his book, following quietly behind Kazi.

They walked down the slope of the East Tower. Occasionally, when they met apprentices on the road, the others would dodge to the sides of the path and bow their heads in salute.

As a new apprentice, Thor had never been to the lower levels of the East Tower.

The lower levels of the West Tower were the living quarters for stewards and servants, and the very bottom floor was a garbage dump.

The trash Thor received when he used to clean the corridors was always brought back to the utility room, where someone would clear and haul it away at regular intervals. He himself had never been to the garbage dump and didn't know what kind of place it was.

He had only heard that the servants who went there were old, long-time staff, and each one of them had a strange personality, barely interacting with outsiders.

The further down they went, the dimmer the lights in the corridor became. Thor kept his head down and followed Mentor Kazi closely, not daring to look around out of curiosity.

But he counted the floors silently in his heart.

9, 8, 7, ...

2!

As he counted down to two, Kazi suddenly turned and led him into this floor.

At the entrance of the second floor, a burly man who looked to weigh over two hundred pounds was leaning against the wall, sitting on the ground without moving.

The entire corridor was more than half blocked.

Kazi led Thor through the remaining gap, but the burly man still didn't react.

A few steps later, there was a red wooden door.

Kazi pushed the door open and entered, the door panel emitting a harsh, creaking sound.

As soon as Thor followed him in, a pungent stench mixed with the smell of blood drilled into his nasal cavity.

Thor immediately held his breath and looked up at the mentor in front of him.

Mentor Kazi acted as if he didn't have a nose; the expression on his face didn't change in the slightest as he stood in the center of the room.

The walls surrounding this room were coated with a ghastly white powder. Scribbled on them were characters that looked like graffiti, which Thor did not recognize.

Fortunately, although these characters looked somewhat chaotic, they did not make Thor feel dizzy or disoriented.

In the very center of the room was a conveyor belt extending from the wall.

The entrance was covered by black leather tassels, making it impossible to see inside.

Next to the conveyor belt was a long table, covered with various square boxes of different sizes.

These boxes were currently all open and empty, but their edges and corners were stained with some unknown viscous substance.

Some of the boxes even had clusters of finger-sized mushrooms growing on the outside.

On one side of the table hung tools such as hammers and chisels.

Under the long table sat another large box with wheels. Its opening was also agape, and its inner walls were stained with patches of dark red, almost black, marks.

That box seemed to be the source of the stench and the smell of blood in the room.

Near the inner wall, there was another table and two chairs. The chairs were pulled out haphazardly.

Stacked on the table were many books, scattered loose pages, an overturned pen holder, and pens that had rolled onto the floor from the holder.

"The first and second floors of the East Tower are rooms for storing corpses. This is the second floor."

Corpses?

Thor pressed his lips together, and everything he had just seen suddenly clicked into place.

"If you can handle the work here, you can receive 3 credits every month."

Thor looked up abruptly.

It was written in the apprentice handbook that one credit could be exchanged for ten magic crystals, and credits had even more uses; conversely, ten magic crystals could not be exchanged for a single credit!

Thor could hardly contain himself; the words "I want it, I can do it, I'm capable" were about to push past his teeth and lips and spill out on their own.

But he suddenly thought of Angela and Duke from yesterday—had they also been brought here? Yet, because they didn't meet Kazi's requirements, were they the ones who had returned to the laboratory again today?

"What do you need me to do?" Thor tried to make his voice sound as calm and obedient as possible.

"Process the mutated corpses." As Kazi spoke, he pulled a lever next to the conveyor belt.

The conveyor belt began to roll, and soon, a fresh corpse broke through the black leather tassels and rotated in front of the two.

Thor had actually guessed that he would definitely be doing work related to corpses. But when the real corpse appeared before his eyes, he still couldn't help but turn pale and take two steps back.

The corpse, strapped to the conveyor belt, was covered with a piece of black leather, but its face was undamaged and exposed outside the leather.

Thor recognized at a glance that this person was the new apprentice Keli had mentioned, the one who had sliced his own legs into strips and buried them in the flower bed yesterday!