Diary of a Dead Wizard-Chapter 159: Lying Flat

Saul brushed past himself.

He watched as he, with curiosity, followed behind Kujin, walking from his right side to behind him.

As he disappeared from his peripheral vision, the scene in front of him changed again.

Saul was still standing there, unable to move, but in front of him were other people's backs.

He had teleported to another location.

While battling the nauseating and dizzying sensations, Kujin reappeared and passed by Saul. This time, Kujin's arm brushed Saul’s shoulder, pushing him slightly off balance.

Kujin immediately turned back, helped Saul straighten up, and then continued walking backward.

The next moment, Saul saw himself catching up and glancing at him.

As he disappeared from sight again, Saul’s perspective shifted.

This went on and on, with Saul repeatedly moving backward and watching the two pass by him again and again.

Until they passed through the entire mass of corpses.

Saul finally understood his current situation.

He wasn't seeing ghosts, nor had he teleported. He was now attached to the mass of corpses in the storage room, seeing the scene they had once witnessed.

But at that time, these corpses hadn’t opened their eyes—how could they see? And who had seen Kujin and himself?

However, now wasn't the time to analyze this. Saul had to return to his own body quickly.

He focused on the back of the person in front of him. Though his vision wavered constantly, the long period of observation helped him notice a patch where the back of the skull had been repaired.

The fatal wound on this corpse was at the back of the skull, but before it was placed here, someone had used something to mend the defect.

No wonder all the “people” standing here couldn’t see any injuries.

At first glance, it seemed like these people had died peacefully.

“I can’t think about this any longer. I need to break free from the corpses' control. I don’t want to suddenly die outside my body for no reason.”

Saul began to ignore the effects of the constantly shifting vision and focused on observing the Erosion Diagram.

He repeatedly watched as people walked in a clockwise direction, then at the very bottom of the circle, it transformed into an octopus-like monster.

It was an octopus-like creature rather than just an octopus because the creature’s limbs were all octopus-like suckers, but the top of its body showed human features.

Saul imagined himself as that octopus monster. He tried to take a step forward, but his body was still as heavy as if he were carrying a mountain.

Nevertheless, Saul didn’t give up. He summoned all his strength and focused on lifting his right foot.

“Snap! Snap! Snap!”

A strange, ethereal sound rang in his head, like rubber bands snapping.

He finally took the first step!

“Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap—”

The snapping sounds grew louder, and then Saul suddenly staggered and broke free from the corpse. His vision rapidly shifted backward.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in front of the tall shelves.

Looking down, he saw his own human hands.

“Did I come back?”

Saul turned around and saw his own body still sitting in the chair.

“So I just returned to the position where my soul was earlier. But at least I’ve broken free from the corpses’ control.”

Recalling what had just happened, Saul dared not move forward again, fearing that he would be grabbed by those corpses and dragged to watch some disturbing scenes again.

“Although I returned to my body by following the Erosion Diagram’s movement pattern last time, I don’t necessarily have to start from the farthest point. Maybe… never mind, let’s just try.”

Saul envisioned a circle with the two ends as the place he currently stood and the place where his body was.

Then, he stepped forward, following the imagined circle, moving in a clockwise direction, closer to his body.

This time, his surroundings were clear, with no black shadows interested in his body.

Saul walked steadily, step by step, until he finally reached the place where his body was.

He opened his eyes and saw a white skeletal arm in front of him, holding surgical tools.

Saul sighed in relief. “I’m back.”

Before he could rejoice in his return to his body, a wave of immense fatigue began to overwhelm his mind.

He leaned on the chair to stand up. After just a few steps, he realized he was so exhausted that he’d fall asleep any second, and there was no way he could make it back to his dorm.

“Although I wasn’t out of my body for long, breaking free from those corpses took up so much energy.”

He gave in and collapsed onto the ground, staring up at the ceiling.

“As long as I lie flat, no one can trip me up.”

Before his thoughts could wander further, he closed his eyes and instantly fell into a deep sleep.

After Saul fell asleep, the large feather pen, which had been still for two days, suddenly floated up.

It then wrote a series of slightly messy characters on the clean paper that Saul had prepared earlier.

...

When Saul opened his eyes again, he didn’t know he had already received his first new assignment.

All he felt was an intense hunger, as though his chest might burn out from the emptiness.

“I’m so hungry.” Saul took a step forward, his legs weak.

A cold, biting wind mixed with flying snowflakes struck his body, gradually numbing his bones.

Every step forward sent piercing pain through his joints.

In his desperate hunger and cold, a house appeared before Saul.

The door was tightly closed, but warm light shone through the windows.

Through the glass, Saul saw a fireplace burning, a long table filled with various foods, and girls laughing and talking beside the table.

“I want to go in!”

The intense desire gave Saul a surge of power, and he increased his pace, reaching the door.

“Bang! Bang! Bang.”

At first, his knocking was polite.

He didn’t want to scare the girls inside.

But after waiting for a while… probably only two seconds… no one came to open the door!

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Anger started to replace reason.

His knocking grew more frantic.

Still, no one answered, and he even heard someone running away.

“Why won’t you open the door? You’re enjoying the food and warmth, but you don’t care about the person outside?”

Saul couldn’t take it anymore. He kicked the door open.

The light blinded him, but Saul still saw a roasted chicken running away.

The chicken was as big as a person, and if he ate it, he would definitely be full.

Saliva dripped from Saul’s mouth, and he pounced on it.

...

Saul opened his eyes, and the ceiling above him was tall and grand.

He swallowed hard, suppressing the churning in his stomach, barely holding back from vomiting like last time.

He stood up, feeling all the exhaustion return, but his mental energy had even slightly improved!

But the scenes from the dream made it hard for him to be happy.

In the dream, he had eaten someone and then reverently turned the body into a corpse flower.

He could still feel the emotions of the person in the dream, as if some kind of ritual was taking place.

It was then that Saul realized he had entered someone else’s dream again.

He crawled up from the ground and glanced at the hourglass clock on the wall.

It was 4:30 in the morning.

If what he saw in the dream would happen in reality like last time, the slaughter should have just finished.

When Penny had the cocoon of the Nightmare Butterfly, she saw other people’s dreams.

But what Saul saw was reality.

Moreover, it was a processed version of reality.

Saul sighed deeply, “It seems the apprentice handling this matter hasn’t completed their task. Their efficiency is too low.”

As he looked down, Saul noticed the feather pen standing on the table.

He hurried over and saw a string of messy handwriting on the white paper.

“Dima horn, twisted toxin… Deliver to Mentor Rum by 8 PM on April 30th.”

“New job. Today is the 28th, so there’s still plenty of time.”

This was Saul’s first job, and he had to take it seriously.

First, he needed to find those materials.

Saul picked up the paper, turned around, and saw the tall shelves in front of him, filled with various materials.

“I take back what I just said.”

(End of this chapter)