Diary of the Death Wizard

"It turns out that my eyesight is quite good. Regardless of your magical aptitude, your high mental power is enough to make you competent for many basic tasks." When Nick praised himself, he did not reveal any complacency.

"Yeah, Senior Nick's vision is really good." Saul thought to himself, "He was also the one who saw at a glance that what I am normally best at is the perception of light elements, and I didn't just fill it in casually."

"So now we have reached a consensus, can we cooperate well?" Nick spread his hands and faced Saul.

Sol quickly responded, "I will do my best to cooperate with the senior."

Nick nodded slightly, still expressionless, as if he was born with a lack of facial expressions.

"I wasted a little time, let's start the experiment directly, and explain while doing it, come in on the 1st!" Nick put on the earbags, raised his voice slightly, and shouted in the direction of the door.

Sol turned his head, just in time to see the door of the laboratory being pushed open, and a blond but expressionless female second-level apprentice walked in.

It was one of the ones Sol had seen in Rum's room before, and she didn't know when she was waiting outside the door.

The female apprentice walked in, stood across from the console, and faced Senior Nick.

Neither of them showed any expression, or emotion.

Thor's eyes rolled over the two, wondering if they were related.

"Don't look at me." Senior Nick gestured to the woman, but he was still talking to Saul, "I am different from her and their situation."

Nick seated the stiff, pretty female apprentice on the metal high-backed chair opposite.

When the slender female apprentice sat on the metal chair, the metal chair immediately began to deform.

The back of the tall chair sank, and two iron rings protruded from the back of the chair, locking the female apprentice's neck and waist.

The two armrests were drawn inward, just enough to support the female apprentice's lowered forearm and lock her elbows and wrists.

Metal loops extend from the chair legs as well, snapping around the ankles and knees.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like punishment.

Nick asked Saul to follow, and stepped forward to teach him how to use the metal chair.

There are ropes hanging down like wires behind and under the chair, and the ends of the ropes are very thin, like embroidery needles.

When the female apprentice was seated, Nick went over and stuck the tips of the roots on the female apprentice's cheeks, wrists, ankles and other places.

Those ropes looked heavy, and the depth of the tip piercing into the skin was only a few millimeters, but when Nixon held his hand, the ropes did not fall due to gravity, but remained in their original position as if consciously.

While memorizing the operation method, Sol was thinking about when to discuss the matter with Nick about the Wraith.

The work started so unexpectedly that he hadn't had time to speak.

The female apprentice remained expressionless and unresponsive throughout.

Sol felt that even if Nick did something more terrifying at this time, the female apprentice would not have any resistance.

After the busy work up and down, the two returned to the back of the operating table.

Nick took out a disc made of the same material as the metal chair.

Thor stretched his neck and leaned over to look.

The disk is divided into four areas by a cross, and each area is divided into small cells of different shapes and numbers.

"This is called an inductive chair, and this is the corresponding control panel." Nick began to introduce, "The principle of the control panel is relatively complicated, and it is not part of public knowledge. You don't need to worry about it. You just need to remember where each sensor rope is tied. "

Making sure Sol remembered the previous steps, Nick took out a pen and paper and sat Sol next to him.

"Usually, I mainly record the emotional changes of the experimental subjects to perceive their feedback to the stimulation of the electric chair. After a while, you use your method to record the performance of the experimental subjects."

Nick lightly tossed the disc in his hand and put it down again. Suddenly, a blue electric light lit up from the inside of the entire control panel, flashed across the entire panel, and finally fell silent again.

Sol's left fingertips retracted unconsciously into his sleeve.

Electricity, the bane of plastic bones.

"Actually, I'm quite curious, why did the instructor send you over to record the reaction of the experimental subject. Have you awakened some strange talent?"

Nick said he was curious, but he didn't roll his eyes, as if saying politely.

Without waiting for Saul's feedback, Nick pressed the control panel, "It's started."

With Nick's pressing, different positions of the control panel began to flash light.

Correspondingly, currents were transmitted to the female apprentice along the rope of the induction chair, and a faint burnt smell immediately came out of the female apprentice.

The female apprentice immediately frowned, showing a painful expression. She wanted to arch her back, but she couldn't move because of several iron rings.

Sol first observed it with the naked eye, but found nothing special.

It seemed that the female apprentice had just received an electric shock.

He then entered a semi-immersed state of meditation.

When Sol's eyes fell on the female apprentice again, he was shocked to find that a translucent gray-white man's face appeared on the female apprentice's face!

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, looking very refreshed.

This face is very similar to the human face formed by the rune circle on the female apprentice's back.

"I feel that No. 1's current mood is joy. Have you noticed anything?" Nick said without looking at the painful expression of the female apprentice, but staring at the control panel.

Saul stared at the transparent man's face on the female apprentice's face.

"It's cool."

Nick was taken aback, then turned to look at Saul, "Your wording is a bit strange, can you describe it in detail?"

"It's very comfortable and relaxing."

Hearing this, Nick looked down at the control panel in his hand and thought.

After a while, he suddenly threw the control panel on the table, leaned on the table and began to write and draw.

And the female apprentice on the electric chair was so painful that her facial expression began to twist, and a trace of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.

And the man on her face started to roll his eyes.

"Senior Nick, why don't you turn off the induction chair first?"

Only then did Nick come back to his senses and noticed the pain of the female apprentice, but he did not turn off the control panel, but changed to a different way of excitation.

Then, another silver arc danced on the rope.

The pain on the female apprentice's face disappeared instantly, her whole body softened, she leaned back on the back of the chair, and let out a soft breath.

But in Saul's eyes, the translucent man's face became painful little by little.

His pain was more like suffocation than electric shock.

He kept opening his mouth wide, trying to breathe, but forgot that he didn't need to breathe.

Saul stared at the two different faces at the same time, and felt that the man on the female apprentice's body was probably also a spirit body.

A spirit body possessed by a female apprentice.

"What I feel this time is pain and exhaustion. How about you?" After observing for a while, senior Nick next to him asked again.

"Suffocation," Thor said matter-of-factly, "is thrown ashore like a fish."

Nick was thoughtful, but this time he was not in a hurry to record, but turned off the control panel and the electric chair.

"From your point of view, it's indeed clearer than my single recognition of emotions." Nick continued his notes.

Sol turned his head to look, and found a bunch of incomprehensible identification symbols.

Seeing Nick writing and drawing intently, Saul said while watching: "Senior Nick is actually more accurate than me through emotional sensing. The performance of the experimental subject combined with my subjective interpretation can easily bring about information transmission." error."

Nick finished the last stroke and looked sideways at Saul, "You don't look like a twelve-year-old kid."