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Chapter 312 Container

The circular laboratory on the 20th floor was the largest laboratory in the entire wizard tower.

Every mentor had a place here.

Sol was currently the only apprentice allowed to appear here.

According to Mentor Katz, Haywood and Kongsha had also once had a place here, but they quickly lost their qualifications and were kicked out of the 20th floor.

And the only apprentice who wasn't kicked out was called Ivan, but he played himself out, and in the end, his body completely disappeared, leaving only a lost soul, wandering in the dormitory area every night, looking for his body.

After hearing Mentor Katz's description of Ivan, Sol immediately remembered the gray shadow he had encountered several times while wandering around the wizard tower at night.

Mentor Katz said with a look of emotion: "You must never use yourself for experiments casually."

But he had just finished speaking when he saw Sol, whose skin was gray and white, nodding in agreement.

Katz: "…"

Some rules don't seem to apply to everyone.

Finally, Mentor Katz told Sol how to use some of the facilities in the circular laboratory and the precautions, and then left him alone here.

Sol cautiously walked around the laboratory.

Although this place was called a laboratory, because it was a place used by all mentors and experimental participants, it had instead become a display of experimental results.

Experiments that were less dangerous or involved preliminary steps were never conducted here.

This wasn't a rule, just a convention.

If Sol wanted to start his own research here, no one would stop him.

After all, there was usually no one here.

Mentor Katz said that he could choose to follow a mentor to conduct experiments, or he could independently establish a project. But he didn't need to rush, he could first look at the experimental records here, especially those that were considered failures and had no research value.

So as not to waste time on the path that predecessors had already walked.

As for whether Sol would see some dangerous knowledge—he was already at the third level, did the mentor still need to hold his hand and walk him through it?

After Mentor Katz left, Sol wasn't in a hurry to look at the experimental records and corresponding books.

He was very interested in the rows of stone coffins in the room.

Some of the coffin lids were open, some were half-open, and some were closed, which was definitely not entirely for storage purposes.

On the side of each stone coffin, there was a small booklet tied with a hemp rope. This was obviously used to record information about the stone coffin.

Sol came to the nearest completely sealed stone coffin and squatted down to check it.

The booklet recorded the number.

Container No. 1342, do not open the stone coffin without permission. Non-humanoid, unstable form of existence, experiment terminated. See: 19th floor, * study, * bookshelf * *. Information updated: January 1, 311.

Sol flipped back a few pages, and the following were records of the state of 1342 at different times.

The date of the last page of records was June 9, 310.

After that, the frequency of information updates began to increase, even once a day in July 310. But after entering August, the speed of updates suddenly decreased, and later it was even updated once a month.

Until January 1, 311, the experiment was terminated.

From the descriptions above, Sol could imagine that the experimenters had started the experiment with great expectations and enthusiasm, and may have once thought that success was within reach. But in the end, it still failed. So they racked their brains, thinking about where the problem was and constantly improving it. However, repeated failures gradually made the experimenters realize that there might be a problem with their direction, or that a crucial node had not been broken through.

In short, this experiment was terminated.

The only good news was that termination was not the end.

Sol stood up. Although he was a little curious about the container in the stone coffin, he didn't rashly open the stone coffin.

The record clearly stated that the state was unstable. If the contents inside were damaged after opening it, it would destroy the work that the experimenters had spent so much effort on. It would also betray the extremely difficult "termination" written on it.

Sol browsed some of the records hanging next to the stone coffins and roughly summarized a rule.

All the completely sealed stone coffins here were containers for terminated experiments—it seemed that those that were terminated didn't even have the qualifications to stay in this laboratory.

And those stone coffins that only had a gap left were mostly containers with unstable states or certain dangers.

Those that were half-open or fully open were containers that had been used at least once in the past month.

As long as the lid of the stone coffin was open, it meant that the experiment was still continuing.

But Sol scanned the entire room, and with his extremely strong mental power, he immediately calculated the number of all unsealed stone coffins.

Not many, 12.

And there were a total of 117 completely sealed ones.

Next, Sol returned to the circular experimental platform in the center of the laboratory.

This circular experimental platform was obviously for multiple people to use together. The desktop was pieced together from polygons. If needed, any polygon could be moved in front of oneself.

There was also a pipe in the middle of the experimental platform that went straight to the roof. This pipe could directly transport the required materials—including spiritual bodies.

Sol originally thought this was some kind of modern mechanical structure, but when he opened the door of the pipe, he found that it was actually the slender arms that had enthusiastically chased him before.

These arms were different from the appearance he had seen outside the bronze door on the first floor of the East Tower. Each one was quiet and obediently shrinking in the pipe.

Sol didn't know if these arms still remembered him, but he remembered these arms very clearly.

When he traded candles with Ferguson, and when the ugly woman behind Haywood pulled out his soul, these slender, noodle-like arms had entangled him a lot.

"Why are you so obedient now?" Sol supported his chin, "Could it be because this is not other places in the East Tower? Because this is the tower master's laboratory?"

These arms were not as crazy and chaotic as they appeared. At least they knew how to restrain themselves when facing the tower master.

Although it's meaningless to argue with a group of chaotic broken spiritual bodies…

"Bang!" Sol slammed the pipe door shut.

"I'll use you for experiments sooner or later!"

Now Sol had almost finished visiting the entire laboratory. Occasionally, a few places had diaries that would come out to remind him not to touch them.

Of course, with Sol's current eyesight, he could also discern the danger.

"Next, I have to determine the research direction." Sol walked back to the bronze door and, imitating Mentor Katz, pressed his hands on the left and right doors, "I already have an idea, I don't know if it's feasible."

Thinking in his heart, he pushed open the door to the 20th floor. Then he waited in place for a while, listening to the subtle sounds behind the door disappear, before stepping out.

However, as soon as he stepped out, the light in front of him suddenly became dim.

Sol turned around instantly and found that the bronze door behind him was closed, but the walls on both sides of the door were not quite the same as the walls on the 20th floor of the East Tower.

The faint scratches on the wall told Sol that this was not the 20th floor of the East Tower.

He looked back again at the corridor shrouded in dimness behind him, and finally realized that he had passed through the bronze door on the 20th floor and had actually arrived outside the bronze door on the first floor of the East Tower!