Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

“How should we say goodbye?”

In front of the villa, a levitating car specifically to pick up Link was already in position.

Link carried a large bag on his back and a smaller one in his hand, ready to board the car.

Without a storage magic tool, things were this inconvenient.

The “seed” was not yet fully mature, still in the second phase, thus it could not stably store foreign objects for a long period of time.

Otherwise, no matter where Link was going, he would not need to carry large and small bags.

A big nuisance.

Unconvenient in every way.

Before getting into the car, Jasmine tugged at Link’s sleeve and asked.

Link turned around to look at the slim young girl with expecting green eyes, but he didn’t embrace her or respond in any other anticipated manner.

Instead, he smiled and said, “Life is a long journey, cherish it as we march on. Jasmine, I am glad to have met you and to have journeyed with you for this period. I hope that we can continue to walk the path together in the future.”

Jasmine was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

This was not a farewell, but a hopeful anticipation for another meeting.

“Let’s go.”

Link turned around, waved his left hand, and boarded the levitating car.

“Goodbye.”

Jasmine waved her hands energetically, bidding Link farewell as she watched the levitating car speeding away.

“Goodbye!”

Jasmine sniffed, murmuring to herself.

Such is life, always parting ways.

If we can meet again, it’s a blessing.

She went back to the villa and soon came out carrying her luggage.

She was about to move back to the dormitory and didn’t want to stay a second longer.

Touched by the scenery, reminded of the person by things.

After returning to the dormitory, she put down her luggage, not in a hurry to tidy up.

Jasmine went straight to the lakeside lab.

As Link embarked on his new journey, she also started her own journey.

Accompanying each other along the way was a hope, a pressure, and also a motivation.

Jasmine’s deep reluctance and longing translated into a powerful urge that unleashed shocking passion.

This relieved the Brotherhood Group, Social Phobia Group, and the six of New Blood who were secretly worried about Jasmine’s state.

It’s good that the departure of the leader didn’t cause much negative impact on the big sister’s head.

Otherwise, how much hardship they’d have to suffer during the weekly witchcraft combat exercises.

Even though the Brotherhood Group currently has an even record with big sister, the psychological shadow from the past still remained.

They were afraid that Jasmine might suddenly lose her temper.

Link arrived once again at the wide square where the Inter-Dimensional Teleportation Portal was located.

This time, unlike during the two-district competition, everything was already set, he just needed to enter directly.

After going through a somewhat complicated four-step procedure – registration of his identity information, verification of his draft order, security check, confirmation of teleportation coordinates – Link finally stepped into the portal.

It seemed to be only a second, or it seemed like a long time.

Blinking, he found himself in a different world.

Link arrived in a barren world dominated by a desolate yellow tone.

A miniature inter-dimensional teleportation portal stood just behind him.

He stood on a high platform, looking forward.

Before him was a camp stretching as far as the eye could see.

Layout was neat and clean, main roads and branches were orderly.

If anything happened and an emergency assembly was required, a quick response and assembly could be made.

“Over here.”

Below the platform, a seemingly frivolous young man leaned against an off-road vehicle and waved to Link.

Link carried his bags and walked towards him.

The subsequent arrangements for the draft mentioned that someone would pick him up after the teleportation.

“You are Link Grande?”

The frivolous man raised his eyebrows and asked with curiosity, “Did you develop the ‘Super Brain’ potion by yourself?”

Linknodded slightly, introducing himself, “Hello, I am Link Grande.”

He did not respond to the frivolous man’s question about the ‘Super Brain’ potion.

Instead, he asked, “Please show your ID to identify yourself.”

“Well well.”

The frivolous man marveled, “Fairly cautious, mate, but I like it. Only the cautious ones can survive longer.”

Speaking, he pulled out an ID card and a personnel appointment letter from his shirt pocket and handed them to Link.

After careful inspection and comparison, Link confirmed the identity of the frivolous man. He was indeed the one who came to pick him up.

As for the personnel appointment concerning him, Link did not open it hastily.

“No wonder so many people fell into your hands. Quite observant.”

The frivolous man saw every move Link made, murmured to himself, then opened the door of the off-road vehicle, got in first, and beckoned, “Let’s go, I’ll take you to your post.”

Link found no objection, opened the rear door of the vehicle, stuffed the large and small bags in first, then got in himself.

For some reason, this off-road vehicle was no longer a levitating car, but a car driving on the ground.

The frivolous man didn’t opt for autonomous driving either, but chose to drive manually.

The vehicle was very fast, often drifting and spinning its tail. It had strong power and the tires had excellent traction.

Restless music roared once the vehicle started moving.

Deafening, like a noise.

Pounding into Link’s ears, disrupting every thought.

Link activated the “Mind Closure Technique”, shielding the associated emotions, but still kept his senses alert, including his hearing.

In the driver’s seat, the frivolous man took a glimpse through the rearview mirror and noticed Link’s composure. He smirked slightly.

Indeed, an interesting fellow.

Favored by Wizard Palo and Serene Wizard, he does have some skills.

It seemed he wouldn’t die so soon.

Let’s bet on him making it back alive once they get back.

Soon, the off-road vehicle arrived at its destination.