Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Looking at Assad Kenneth who was expressing sincere congratulations for his early reputation in his new position, he found a sarcastic comment caught in his throat, itching to be spilled out.

So early in the morning, as the day was just dawning, he came to him just to tell him such an absurdly wild rumor?

A murder maniac?

When did he kill anyone?

Moreover, he wiped out the potion development team and the potion refinement team?

How outrageous was that?

Just thinking about it one could know that this was an impossible matter, right? These wizards, every single one famous for being cold-blooded and rational, how could they believe such nonsense?

Unfathomable!

“Do you have anything important? If you do, speak up.”

Link simply stopped thinking about it and asked coldly.

After what he had gone through yesterday, Link had adjusted his principles, attitudes, and methods for dealing with people and affairs.

Direct and straightforward was the way to go, no need to beat around the bush.

Even if he accidentally offended someone, then so be it.

After all, even if he didn’t offend anyone, he could still inexplicably suffer an “attack”.

To destroy you, what does it have to do with you?

This was not only the attitude of advanced civilizations towards lower civilizations in the Heavens’ warfare.

It was also the practice of many “powers” in their power struggles, especially how those in upper positions treated those in lower positions on the “opposing side”.

What did the tech geeks of the development and potion teams do wrong?

They did nothing wrong.

They just blocked the path of the forces opposing the Wizard Palo.

It was only due to school rules that they didn’t kill them directly. The fact that they specially sent so many beauties can be considered their luck.

Since the world is like this, Link felt that he just needed to continuously increase his own power, firmly defend the position of the Wizard Palo, that would be enough.

He didn’t need to think or do much else.

All that high EQ, being smooth and slick in social interactions, was completely unnecessary.

Assad Kenneth sensed the change in Link.

Slightly taken aback, he retracted his frivolous manner, stopped jesting, and

said seriously: “I’m here to deliver your new appointment.”

“Wait a moment.”

Link tidied up his appearance out of respect.

Assad Kenneth handed over a sealed appointment to Link.

This time, he used both hands, more formally, unlike yesterday when he casually handed it over.

He kindly reminded, “You performed very well yesterday, perhaps too well.

Some people are not very convinced and might give you some trouble. Be careful and keep an extra eye out.”

“Thankyou, I’ll be careful.”

Link had always known how to appreciate kindness, he sincerely thanked him, without disregarding this reminder.

“I have to go.”

Assad Kenneth waved his hand and left briskly.

This guy was kind of interesting.

Watching Assad Kenneth leave, looking at his retreating figure, many thoughts flashed through Link’s mind.

Suddenly he wanted to inquire into this person’s identity.

After a moment of thought, Link suppressed this impulse, as he didn’t want unnecessary trouble.

It’s still better to wait until he has a stable footing before considering other issues.

For now, he could deliver his new appointment to the department head. Speaking of which, why was the appointment process so strange? They first deliver the appointment to the person, who then gives it to their department head.

Could there be something special about this?

With this question in mind, Link entered the head’s office and met the happy and radiant elderly Morpheus.

Why wouldn’t he look radiant?

On his second day in charge, amid the skepticism of several old friends, he directly eradicated the opposing forces in the potion department and improved the work atmosphere slightly.

Now, all that was left was to restore operational capacity.

A revitalized potion department, capable of supporting the front line of combat, was about to “rise from the ashes” under Morpheus’s supervision.

This was a true achievement.

“What can I do for you?”

Seeing Link, who entered straight after knocking, Morpheus asked in a kindly tone.

This guy was a lucky charm and needed to be treated gently.

He couldn’t be scared away.

“Reporting, this is my new appointment from the front line command post. Link did not become arrogant because of favor. His demeanor and attitude remain consistent with yesterday, standing straight and reporting loudly.

“Hmm, let me see.”

Morpheus was quite satisfied with Link’s performance. He took the envelope from Link, opened it and his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

The appointment given by the front line command post was very interesting.

A little surprising, yet also within reason.

The task demand attached by the medical department in the appointment was even more intriguing.

Were they dissatisfied after hearing his scolding from yesterday and wanted to take him down a notch?

Well, let them. It would make for a good show.

“Congratulations, you’ve been promoted.”

Handing back the appointment and task demand, Morpheus looked at his lucky charm and asked seriously, “Are you confident in fulfilling these two important positions? Your two predecessors paid a great price.”

Link took it and looked, feeling even more speechless.

Just like that, he was promoted.

On his second day after arriving at the rear camp of the Desolate World.

He was now the head of the potion development team and concurrently the head of the potion refinement team.

The positions were not high, neither were the responsibilities heavy, but the roles were crucial.

He could make things succeed, but also cause them to fail.

But…

With such a promotion, wouldn’t it solidify the rumor that as soon as he arrived, he wiped out the potion development team and the potion refinement team?

Looks like he won’t be able to shake off the title of “murder maniac for a while.

What was even worse was that both the development team and the refinement team had all been wiped out, where would he get team members from?

There wasn’t even one left.

Without team members, wasn’t Link going to be split into dozens of parts to cover everything?

What an awful start.

“When will you give me additional staff?”

Link put down the appointment, ignoring the task demand and not directly answering Morpheus’s question. Instead, he started demanding manpower. “You can’t expect me to be ‘commander with no soldiers’, not even a single assistant, right?”