Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

“Sly Little Fox.”

Watching Link leave the office, Wizard Palo mutters quietly.

The more cunning Link Grande is, the more he admires him.

Even those with extraordinary talents cannot go far or achieve anything if they are too honest.

This is the nature of the world.

The honest people always suffer.

One loss, two losses, three losses, accumulated minor losses until they are utterly crushed.

Wizard Palo, who has been through ups and downs for many years, has seen too many honest geniuses fall by the wayside.

Picking up his laptop, Wizard Palo immediately makes a “video call” to Peter Lionel.

“What’s the matter?”

The screen is black, and the heavy breathing, indescribable noise, and impatientvoiceof Peter Lionel come through, “I’m busy right now, spit it out!” Wizard Palo curses under his breath, then succinctly drops a line: “Just one thing, stop all minor tactics against Link Grande, don’t force me to lose my temper.”

“Understood.”

The tone of Peter Lionel becomes even more impatient, “You hassle me over such a tiny matter. Is he your son? Why are you so concerned about him?” “Stop the nonsense, that’s it.”

Listening to the increasingly impassioned solo singing of a woman, Wizard Palo, rendered remarkably speechless, promptly hangs up the call.

“Bad luck!”

Feeling his ears are somehow tainted, Wizard Palo grumbles, thereafter logging into the “Ravensmouth Forum” to browse posts about witch equality to distract his mind.

On the other hand.

After trying hard for a long time, Peter Lionel finally reaches a consensus with his partner, bringing a temporary end to the metamorphosis period, and hence ascends into the Sage realm.

With a few spells cast at will, all the water stains, sweat stains, and other marks on the two disappear.

Convenient, refreshing, and comfortable.

While his female companion, satisfied and happy, goes to change her robe,

Peter Lionel connects to Zoran Archie’s communication.

“Zoran, your probe has feedback.”

Without exchanging pleasantries with Zoran, Peter Lionel gets straight to the point, “Palo just contacted me, demanding that we halt all minor tactics against Link Grande.”

“Alright. I got it.”

On the screen, Zoran Archie still keeps his face rigid and expressionless and answers coldly, “Since we’ve tested Palo’s attitude, let’s arrange for someone to kill him during the match in the two districts.”

“Right, that’s it, I have something else to do.”

Seeing his partner coming out of the cloakroom, dressed as a goddess from the World of God, Peter Lionel becomes excited and quickly ends the call.

Another fierce battle is about to unfold.

Link did not waste any moment.

The four spells he bought from the black market still linger at the proficiency level; they need to be upgraded.

He spent the whole afternoon on the seventh floor of the laboratory, practicing spells.

He practiced the proficiency of individual spells and also frequently combined the 12 zero ring spells he mastered.

Based on the spell casting technique developed from Pseudo Destiny

Witchcraft, he practiced “Continuous Casting”, “Parallel Casting” and “Double/Multiple Casting”, one by one, to deepen his understanding and improve proficiency.

There is less than two and a half months left for the tournament in the two districts.

With the limited information revealed by the college, Link learned that the most deadly form of the tournament is a one-on-one fight, and the most challenging one is exploring secret realms and surviving in desperate situations.

These three forms have one thing in common that is, the participating apprentices in the tournament of the two districts are required to have high mastery and application of spells, although each has its emphasis.

In a one-on-one fight, attack and defense spells are more emphasized. Use of Rune Objects and Magic Tools is not encouraged, but also not prohibited.

But, it is a prerequisite for the competitors to provide a reasonable source of income, proving that the Magic Stones used to buy Rune Objects and Magic Tools are earned using their knowledge.

Exploring secret realms emphasizes detection spells and various knowledge reserves.

Surviving in desperate situations tests the overall ability of the competing apprentices, emphasizing slightly more on practice and less on theory.

Since Link started preparing in advance, he must take these three forms as key targets for the preparation.

Apart from practicing the 12 zero ring spells he mastered, Link also plans to select a few more zero ring spells and reserves them after the start of the spring term.

Even if he only reaches proficiency and not mastery, these spells may still come in handy in some cases, right?

Anyway, he is talented in spell casting, he can be capricious!

After practicing spells for the entire afternoon, Link went through a few sessions of shallow meditation to recover his spiritual power and magic power, which exhausted him greatly.

But Link, despite his tired body, went to pick Jasmine up when her shift ended. Nothing happened along the way.

Jasmine initially planned to discuss a few questions that arose during her shift seeing the clear signs of fatigue in Link’s eyes, but she chose to drop the idea. After eating dinner in the cafeteria.

Jasmine volunteered: “I’m quite tired today. Let’s not go to the library or laboratory. I want to go back to the dormitory and rest early.”

Link switched his thoughts and realized that Jasmine’s suggestion was her way of soothing his concerns.

“Okay.”

Link responded with a smile, then escorted Jasmine back to her dormitory.

He didn’t go to the library or laboratory by himself.

Considering she was sympathetic to him, if he didn’t refuse her suggestion on the spot, it would disappoint her.

Link had been on tenterhooks lately, it was rare to rest.

Link didn’t plan to do anything else, he washed, changed his clothes, was in a deep meditation, then went to bed early.

Slept till dawn, feeling very comfortable.

Link even felt his spiritual power increased a lot.

As he opened the system panel for a look, indeed, his spiritual power had already reached 45, increasing rapidly by 2 points!

Tension and relaxation, the way of civil and military mastery.

This saying made sense and is also applicable to a wizard’s training.

After meeting up with Jasmine, the two of them rode in the rail transit train, heading straight for the Southern District.

Yes, the Southern District.

Yesterday at noon, while having lunch at the shop restaurant, Serene Wizard named Link, Jasmine, and Wizard Tina to go to a factory in the Southern District to help debug the new production line of the Glasswort Series.

With the rise and development of the women’s rights movement on the “Ravensmouth Forum”, Link Grande’s popularity gradually faded away, and the heat of the Glasswort Series directly exploded.

Female wizards and wizard apprentices visiting Serene Wizard’s potion shop to buy the Glasswort Series, especially fragrances and perfumes, almost broke the shop’s door due to the crowd.

Serene Wizard hurriedly added two more production lines.

The factory was already working overtime to rush the production, lacking technical staff to debug the new production line.

Serene Wizard had no choice but to do it herself.

She brought Tina because as a potion distribution assistant, Tina was on the regular learning and development path of a pharmacist. The next stage would be a potion refining assistant, until she became a qualified pharmacist.

Unlike Link, who grows wildly depending on his talents for botany and magic apothecary.

Bringing Link and Jasmine along was due to an unspoken rule of the academy. That is, the entity employing an apprentice for part-time work, in addition to giving compensation, should also cultivate the apprentice’s relevant abilities. That was what Mina Havcheck paid a great price for, this attached cultivation. What a pity she was not assertive.

The Southern District, the closest station to the destination.

Just as Link and Jasmine got off the train, they saw Serene Wizard’s big red hover car.

“Good morning, Serene Wizard.”

Pulling open the car door and stepping into the hovercraft, Link and Jasmine greeted in unison.

“Hm.”

Serene wizard casually responded, put her foot on the “accelerator”, and the hover car shot out.

Unlike the fully intelligent driving transport vehicles she had ridden before, Serene Wizard’s hovercraft is a very retro manual operation.

Link saw some parts that were similar to the cars from his previous life.

Such as an operating handle similar to Fl racing car steering wheel, manual transmission, “accelerator”, “clutch” and “brakes”.

A familiar shock.

The hovercar was extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning.

Fortunately Ravensmouth City had different lanes for people and cars, and the hovercar could choose between ground, low altitude, mid-altitude, and high altitude modes, so there was no worry about hitting people or cars.

Jasmine had never been to the Southern District before.

Before, when she looked out through the window of the rail transit train, she couldn’t observe much.

But now, even if the hovercraft was moving fast and the buildings outside the window were retreating even faster, she could still see a very noticeable contrast and gap.

It was as if she saw the difference between her family’s castle and a slum.

Turns out, just a few streets apart, there was such a big difference.

The hovercraft stopped and the three of them got off.

Jasmine looked at the contiguous factories in front of her eyes, like matchboxes. Even without entering, she could feel a great sense of oppression. “Why are you dawdling?”

Waving his hand to attract the attention of Jasmine who was in a daze, Link called her over to follow Serene Wizard into one of the many factories.

The factory area was very clean and the factory building layout was very sensible and standardized.

No one came out to greet them.

Serene Wizard led Link and Jasmine to the clean zone.

The three of them each went into the men’s/women’s changing rooms, put on protective clothing, and then entered the “workshop”.

In the “workshop”, other than the noise produced by the operation of machines, there was almost no other sound.

On the assembly line, the workers, dressed in fully covered protective suits, were engaged in monotonous operations in a gloomy manner.

Either supplying magic power, casting witchcraft, handling materials, or operating equipment…

Their movements were precise, without a single trace of redundancy, more mechanical than the noisy machines.

If you looked through the visor at the eyes of the workers, you would find a sense of numbness, completely lifeless.

Like withered vines and rotten wood.

“Link…”

Jasmine was watching the scene in front of her. The Glasswort seeds were coerced, matured, preprocessed, finely processed, and then sent into the alchemy pharmacy chamber with witchcraft and special potions. They were diluted, mixed, canned… All this, looked less touching to her heart than that pair of numb eyes.

She tugged at Link’s sleeve and asked in a low voice, “Are these the Storm Sea New Bloods who did not advance to become official wizards within four years?” “No.”

Link shook his head.

Hearing this, Jasmine’s eyes suddenly revealed strong hope.

She hoped to hear the answer she wanted to hear.

Unfortunately, she only heard Link continue, “And a portion of local wizard apprentices with low qualifications or special reasons.”

The light in Jasmine’s eyes suddenly disappeared.

The truth was even more brutal than Jasmine thought.

Not only are the Storm Sea New Bloods exploited to the extreme, those born on the continent also cannot escape suffering and numbness.

This is the real world, the truth of the world.

Some people own herds of cattle and horses.

And others spend their whole lives as cattle and horses.