Chapter 162 - Reanimation 1 (2/2)

Still, to prevent this from happening, i.e. having enemies access your life’s work after killing you, many alchemists would use different methods of hiding their logs.

Thank god Coldblood Thirteen didn’t think that was necessary. His journal was conveniently in his space ring. Ye Lang was lucky.

Ye Lang pulled the journal out of the space ring. The book was still regular-sized. Although the ring shrank, the objects didn’t.

Ye Lang stared at the gigantic book, thought for a moment, then turned to Coldblood Five: “Little Five, help me turn the pages.”

“Hmmph!” Coldblood Five grunted, ignoring Ye Lang.

“Do you want to get us big again?” he asked convincingly. He knew it had the strongest persuading power.

“Very much!” she grunted again, but she still approached to open the book.

As he watched Coldblood Five open the book, Ye Lang couldn’t help but say, “Little Five, I didn’t know you were cute too!”

Picture this. A girl of barely twenty centimetres flipping open a book taller than her. Even with a cold person like Coldblood Five, it was still adorable.

“Read. Stop your nonsense!” Coldblood Five lashed.

”Flip to the last page,” Ye Lang was used to her tone, so he didn’t take anything to heart.

She continued to flip the pages, asking, “Why the last page?”

“Stupid, it’s so we know when he died,” Ye Lang responded, annoyed.

Coldblood Five had a strong urge to punch him. She couldn’t believe she was being lectured by an idiot. Unfortunately, the idiot made sense. Once they saw the date of the last entry, then they’d know when Coldblood Thirteen died.

“From the journal, it’s been seven days!” Ye Lang read the log, deep in thought.

“Oh, he’s been dead for seven days!” Coldblood Five looked at Coldblood Thirteen with a complicated expression, either pity or grief.

“No, he was incapacitated seven days ago. He didn’t die. A more accurate point of death is three days ago,” said Ye Lang, shaking his head.

“?!” Coldblood Five looked at him, bewildered.

“He was incapacitated seven days ago. If someone came to save him, he’d probably survive. He didn’t have an assistant or supervisors, so he didn’t even have a last chance,” Ye Lang looked at Coldblood Thirteen with pity.

Alchemists usually have assistants or partners. They weren’t only for companionship, but more importantly to have someone to help them when there’s an accident.

“Oh,” Coldblood Five seemed to have understood a little.

The truth was not far from Ye Lang’s speculations. Coldblood Thirteen’s laboratory did have an accident, not a fatal one nor did he think it was serious. Unfortunately, he was paralyzed because of this small accident, and he could only await death, quietly.

Like what Ye Lang said, if someone found him, he’d definitely been saved!!