Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 809 - 2 Returning Home_2
Chapter 809: Chapter 2: Returning Home_2
Chapter 809 -2: Returning Home_2
These three worlds, a Servant Soldier Origin World and two resource worlds, are managed by the college on behalf of others.
Link did not plan to change this arrangement.
“Do Anything Freely” had great development potential, but it required time.
Lacking a sufficient number of capable hands, Link couldn’t take back control now; retaining sovereignty would suffice.
After all, the college wouldn’t embezzle the profits due to Link.
As for the Construction test project entrusted to the Palo Sage army, the results had not yet come out.
For Link, this was actually a good thing.
Shifting from external implantation to internal growth, the “Construction” system could be said to have iterated a major version.
The “Construction” designed for the Servant Battalion composed of 3,000 Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs could no longer keep up with Link’s pace.
The moment the Servant Battalion switched from being outsourced or rented to being used internally, it was destined to be newly armed.
When negotiating this project again with the Palo Sage army, Link did not meet with Sage Palo himself.
The college had assigned a task, and Sage Palo, leading his Personal Guard Army and three main forces, had gone to carry it out.
The one stationed in the Fairy World was the logistics base.
After getting these three things done, Link was finally at leisure.
Sandra, Lanny, Tiffany, Gerald, and Fred didn’t always hang around Link; they each had their own things to do.
However, before Link could enjoy his free time, the college sent a notice.
He couldn’t avoid the six-month advanced training after his Promotion to Third Level Wizard.
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Of course, Link didn’t want to avoid it; he gladly accepted the advanced training.
But before going for the training, he needed to visit Sage Selene one more time, to catch up.
“You’ve finally come. I thought you had forgotten you had a Sister Serene,” Sage Selene said sarcastically as soon as they met, her experiments not going well and fraying her nerves.
“Ah? How could that be?” Link replied reflexively, “Sister Serene is so beautiful. If it weren’t for fear of angering Sage Palo, I’d want to visit Sister Serene every day.”
After the words left his mouth, even Link was stunned.
Wasn’t that a bit too honest?
He hadn’t even entered the Metamorphosis Period yet, and he was this alarming?
“Hehehe…” Sage Selene’s frustrations disappeared, and she laughed heartily, shaking like a branch with swaying blossoms.
Fruits hanging on the delicate branches trembled perilously, almost about to fall.
Link couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
When Sage Selene laughed her fill, he finally felt a bit better.
“What are your plans next?”
Proving to be considerate, Sage Selene did not continue with the topic that was embarrassing for Link.
“First to undergo the advanced training, then to follow the college’s arrangements,” replied Link honestly, especially regarding the latter.
They say to counter magic with magic.
Since his recent experiences had been so heavily tinged with a sense of destiny, struggling was futile; he might as well lay back and let the college handle this hassle.
The outcome would be one of two things: either the college would break this destiny or would comply with it.
In reality, the higher the rank of Wizards in the Wizard World, the less they believed in so-called fate.
Otherwise, why would The Saint of Nostrodamus of the Mysterious System make preparations for his revival after his supposed demise?
What he foresaw was the inevitable fate of his own extinction.
Isn’t extinction about being reborn life after life, perhaps awakening past wisdom but having a changed personality?
At least in the eyes of the World Will of the Wizard World, the Nostrodamus who awakened past wisdom wasn’t the original Saint of Nostrodamus.
Thus, the newly awakened Nostrodamus couldn’t retrieve the Saint Position taken into the care of the World Will.
To achieve sainthood again, it was necessary to climb from the mundane step by step, starting as an Apprentice, becoming an official Wizard, ascending as a Sage, progressing to a Great Sage, and finally becoming a Saint.
Going through this path once did not mean it would be any easier the second time around.
Moreover, the new Nostrodamus was no longer the original Saint of Nostrodamus!
“That’s good as well,” said Sage Selene, bringing Link’s wandering thoughts back to the present.
The two chatted for a while longer, each with their gains.
Sage Selene dissipated the gloom from the unsuccessful experiments, while Link gained some information regarding the advanced training and the Metamorphosis Period, and also…
…the truth about Jasmine’s reason for this exchange study.
Neither Sandra, Lanny, nor Tiffany, under Jasmine’s instruction, told Link.
Even consulting the college archives, he couldn’t find a specific description.
Fortunately, Sage Selene did not agree with Jasmine’s approach and had not kept the secret.
The Supreme Council had relaxed the ban on research into the Insect Race, sparking a research craze in the North Region.
The gateway to the Parallel Universe was about to open, and being prepared for anything was essential; the higher the combat power, the better.
When it came to high-end combat power, the Wizard World never underestimated any civilization.
Relaxing this ban was precisely to enhance the middle and lower-end combat power, or to put it more accurately, the collective battle strength at the middle and lower rungs.
The Intelligence Mechanism Wizard sect and the Beast Controlling Wizard sect were the true executors of the “human wave tactics” in the Wizard World.
Considering that Jasmine’s life-bound Spiritual Beast was a God Devouring Worm, which was highly compatible with the current trend, and that there happened to be important matters that required contact with some Wizard Organizations in the North Region, the academy facilitated this exchange and learning opportunity.
The matter was secretive.
The confidentiality agreement Jasmine signed was of a very high level; she could not contact anyone unrelated during the exchange.
This included Link Grande.
“Sigh.”
After understanding the situation, Link could only sigh.
In order not to be left behind, Jasmine really was willing to go to any lengths.
After leaving Sage Selene, Link stopped wandering around and peacefully accepted all arrangements from the academy.
To establish the Grande Sage Army centered around the Grande Main Force in advance?
Build!
To take out funds under the guise of an interest-free loan for a Legion-level Star Fleet?
Borrow!
A half-year’s advanced study?
Study!
Having officially entered the Metamorphosis Period, reassigned to serve in the homeland?
Reassign!
And so, half a year passed, Jasmine was still out of reach, and Link had returned to the Wizard World Homeland.
After discussing the “Do Anything Freely” matter with Assad, and meeting with the Brotherhood Group, Social Phobia Group, and other core members, Link returned to the Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College Junior Division.
The position he took up was consistent with what Sage Palo had once held, overseeing paper reviews and patent audits.
It was like a cycle of reincarnation.
In the dean’s office.
Link sat face to face with Dean Frist, savoring the aged tea he had brought.
The Sea of Consciousness Little World seemed both illusory and real; the amber-like Human Immortal Martial World was gradually replacing the former “Earth.”
All the tea trees had vanished, and Link had neither the time nor the energy to cultivate them anew.
This year, there would be no top-quality new tea harvest.
“I have a mission for you, will you take it?”
After drinking half a cup of tea, Dean Frist asked with a smiling certainty.
“What mission?”
Link was lying low, not blindfolding himself; of course, he wouldn’t blindly accept any mission.
“Just like Sage Palo did back then, go to the Stormy Sea, oversee the detection of Wizard talent, and bring back New Blood.”
Dean Frist was utterly confident that Link would agree.
Link hesitated slightly upon hearing this, then agreed, “I’ll take it. When do we set sail?”
“Arrange the journey yourself, as long as you don’t delay the recruitment of New Blood by the various Wizard Organizations on the West Coast.”
“Alright.”
Three days later, Link boarded the Full Metal Ship White Sail and left the Wizard Continent sailing into the Stormy Sea.
Standing on the ship’s bow deck, Link looked out at the sea, enjoying the caress of the sea breeze.
The sea waves rolled on endlessly, constantly emerging and dissipating.
All things in the world seemed cyclical, going round and round.
The Stormy Sea, the Quete Archipelago, Viscount Holliday’s domain.
Unconsciously, they had become extremely distant memories.
This distance was not measured in terms of time.
It was the realization that, although the memories were clear, they were no longer vivid and had faded.
Faces after faces surfaced and faded in Link’s eyes, words echoed.
The five young men and women who left the Quete Archipelago with grand ambitions:
Chris and Jimmy were dead, never to return home;
Christina had given birth to a daughter and was seeking revenge, probably having forgotten her origins;
Jasmine was single-mindedly chasing after Link, not wanting to be left behind, so how could she remember the past?
Link looked around in bewilderment, alone.
Time flies, people change.
