I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 270 - 232 An stop right now (requesting monthly pass)

Chapter 270: 232 An, stop right now (requesting monthly pass)

Chapter 270: 232 An, stop right now (requesting monthly pass)

Lin An didn’t have much time left.

The Coffin-Sealing Sorcery, although it isolated the spirit and temporarily protected the body from being found, was constantly ‘attacking’ the mind.

At this moment, Lin An’s mind had been extracted from his body, escaping the issue in a bug-like manner, but Chen Shuyun and the trio of detective siblings wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer.

Especially Chen Shuyun, who knew what problems she had encountered.

As Lin An’s Soul Balancer sorcery took effect, Mr. Liu’s large banyan tree began to merge with the shadow sitting on the bench below it, and the mind wall constructed by the tree roots behind it started to twist and sway.

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Amber light flickered, and Lin An’s expression was so focused.

Armormaking skills seemed to have been present from the very start of his journey on the transcendental path. With the aid of spirituality, Professor Cao’s teachings continually leapt from the depths of his memory.

—”Breathe, it’s the interaction between you and the armor. At this moment, it’s not just an apparatus for protection against attack; it’s an extension of your life force…”

—”But armor is ultimately armor, it’s not you. Armor crafted by a Sorcerer Zombie is even more so, for it bears the Sorcerer Zombie’s obsessions, thus leading to the concept of a gambit…”

—”The process of gambiting with Sorcerer Zombie armor is akin to the movement of a Furnace, where breathing acts as a bridge, bringing everything together in harmony, complementing each other…”

—”Lin An, you could think of it as a whetstone. It’s hurting you, but at the same time, it’s sharpening you…”

—”You said Liu Yuanmou has mastered ‘Wizard’s Will’? Hah, then he could be the best material for Sorcerer Zombie armor…”

—”We are all imperfect. It’s not to say that sticking to one’s truest self is always the right path. We should embrace change and become more powerful. When you gambit with Sorcerer Zombie armor’s obsessions, don’t focus only on maintaining oneself…”

—”Drawing power from the obsessions of Sorcerer Zombie materials, in the philosophy of the Wizard’s Crucible, is equivalent to treating the other as a ‘witchcraft mold’; and then remember, the power each mind eventually gains from this original template is different…”

—”Your best skill isn’t Whip Skill. I don’t know why you like it, but my observation is that you are particularly outstanding in painting skills. It can be your strength too… Painting is in itself an expression of personal will…”

—”…”

The power of the Furnace surged within him, turning all thoughts into strength and channeling them into the armormaking before him.

Gradually, Lin An’s breathing became calm and elongated.

Grey-black smoke swirled around him, morphing into a flame behind him. In the midst of the flames, a small deer gazed curiously at the large tree before it.

Instinctively, sorcery was cast.

Scales of a balance appeared beneath the deer and the banyan tree, shimmering faintly.

“No! What in the world are you doing!” Mr. Liu’s terrified shout echoed in the Mind Space, “Are you freaking refining me? I’m still alive! You’re making living armor, you’re more evil than a Black Sorcerer! Chen Xinmi was right, you’re no Wizard, you’re just a Witch-hunting Knight!”

Lin An pursed his lips.

“Mentor, do you know? If it wasn’t for you operating on my eyes, I should be diligently coding right now and trying to earn a salary to pay off the mortgage.”

“Ha~” Mr. Liu’s voice was full of mockery, “So everything is my fault, huh?”

“Yes!”

Lin An suddenly pressed down with his arm forcefully, and the shadow thudded against the large banyan tree; a great deal of grey-black smoke emerged from the point of contact.

“I’m just an ordinary person, I don’t like adventures, I don’t like fighting and killing, I freaking just want to live a good life!”

Lin An took a deep breath, the Furnace Aura surging in him becoming more active.

“Even after I managed to get a glimpse into spirituality, and I finally found a way to solve it, the first thing I thought of was to use it to develop games, do you know that?”

“I really don’t like the fight and kill of the Supernatural World. I could’ve just settled my debts, saved some money, and then started my retirement.”

Lin An murmured dreamily, as his right hand plunged into the heart of the shadow, and his left hand pulled out a tree core from the Coffin-Sealing Sorcery.

“Wait, what is this!” Mr. Liu shouted in terror.

Being such a smart man, he immediately understood upon seeing the tree core and screamed shrilly, “Lu Ting, you, damn you! You freaking betrayed me!”

Thump!

Lin An’s right hand pulled a black, greasy heart from the shadow’s chest, and his left hand forcefully stuffed the tree core into it.

“Lin An, stop it right now!” Mr. Liu’s cries became increasingly frantic, his voice distorting until it was extremely sharp, “Your technique is too rough, I don’t know where you learned this Heart-to-Heart Sorcery from, but damn it, that’s not how you use this sorcery!”

Lin An ignored him, continuing to speak his own words.

“Mentor, do you know? My boss, Mr. Liu, although I hate him, he was once an idol I aspired to.”

“A programming guru, rising to a management position, with work so easy and a salary so high it was unimaginable to us ordinary coders …”

“My aspirations aren’t high; if I could achieve that in this life, it would be enough.”

“And then I did. Now I’m the game producer in the company.”

“If I had a choice, I really wish life could just be like that, using my talent for observing spirituality to develop an awe-inspiring game, gaining the fame, status, and money I want. How nice that would be.”

“I’d be truly satisfied with such a life.”

“But look at me now, I’m managing a bunch of subordinates I don’t even like interacting with, all out of compulsion. At first, I was trying to ensure my safety at Lu Jiao, and it took a lot to make them think I could help them run a Chive garden and earn their approval, so they wouldn’t kill me because I was a Wizard.”

“Later, when you all started coming after me, I ended up becoming something everyone wanted to devour— you, Mr. Cao, Chen Xinmi, all wanted to drain me dry.”

“I was out of options, my abilities were insufficient, I could only recruit more people, hoping that one day I would use the ‘Mind Balance Charm’ you taught to mobilize these people to resist the threats you posed.”

“I tricked them, I confused my longing for home with their desire for a sanctuary, I never really wanted to lead an organization, I like being on my own.”

“I’m starting to dislike my life now, it’s too chaotic, I don’t like it one bit!”

“But I have to do it, I’m forced by all of you!”

The so-called ‘ambition’, the so-called ‘twisted cruelty’, was actually just the persistent ‘wandering’ deep in his heart. That was his mental state during this period.

Muttering to himself, Lin An’s actions didn’t stop.

Although his manipulation was rough, once he understood the principles, many things could still function with a rough approach.

The banyan tree’s spirituality obviously felt the attraction of the tree core, starting to collapse towards it, and Lin An cleverly used this collapsing process in his armormaking skills, thereby accelerating the fusion of the banyan tree with the shadow.

“Do you f***ing know what you’re doing? You’re just messing around, and with my body!” Mr. Liu roared in helpless rage.

As the balance was disrupted, a face-like burl started to appear on the trunk of the banyan tree.

It was clear that the mind was affected.

Lin An coldly looked at the face, locking eyes with Mr. Liu, “You deserve it, if you hadn’t performed that surgery on my eyes, you wouldn’t be enjoying me operating on you right now!”

Mr. Liu laughed in anger, the mouth of the tree face opened, and the voice boomed heavily, “I f***ing did that to verify the greatest theory of my career, and because of it, you gained the benefits I’ve dreamt of! You’re f***ing up my body, can you not see the difference?”

“I’m also verifying my theory.”

Lin An looked at the tree face earnestly, speaking very sincerely.

“Verify my ass!” Mr. Liu cursed, flustered and exasperated, “I…”

Before he could finish, a heart, smeared with grime, was stuffed into the mouth of the tree face, instantly making the entire mouth unable to move.

He knew, as soon as he bit into this spiritual heart, he was done for!

Lin An clapped his hands, stepped back, and watched the scene before him intently.

The shadow that represented Mr. Liu’s wizard’s will had completely merged into the banyan tree, turning into a strange humanoid impression on the tree.

In the heart region of the humanoid impression, there was a tree core inserted.

And in the mouth of the banyan tree face, there was a heart.

“Heart-to-Heart…” Lin An smacked his lips, “That should about do it.”

He began to radiate an orange glow all over, manipulating hands that had almost turned into magma, “Let’s complete the final step of armormaking, Mind Gambit.”

Lin An smiled, “My theory was taught by Professor Cao, he said breathing is the best bridge between mind gambits. Letting this armor take my shape through my breath.”

“Of course, there’s also an interesting situation I discovered, which is that we can live forever in someone else’s heart, as long as the person holds strong emotions within.”

Just like the clown face in his mind, he planned to forever imprint himself into Mr. Liu’s mind space.

And then, day and night, moment by moment, slowly forge Mr. Liu into his own witch-ghoul armor.

When forged, Mr. Liu would be his Furnace Core.

Of course, this was just a hypothesis, an act of convenience, Lin An didn’t care about success or failure.

He only knew that after this transformation, Mr. Liu would soon undergo Witch-ghoul Transformation, even if he wouldn’t become his own Furnace Core it didn’t matter because the most important thing – destroying Mr. Liu’s Avatar Sorcery ability – could be achieved.

After this, Mr. Liu could only hide well, waiting to finally become a witch-ghoul. He wouldn’t be able to hop around using those avatars to cause trouble anymore.

Otherwise, the Antler Witch Hunter Knights looking everywhere for him could truly kill him.

Lin An’s lips curled into a slight smile, he tilted his head as he looked at the banyan tree and chuckled softly, “Great, isn’t it?”

With that, he pressed his hands down like a branding iron.

Through the semi-transparent ground beneath his feet, he could see the real world where Chen Xinmi floated beside a waxy Mr. Liu, who was whimpering from his mouth, “Hurry up, Lin An is going to kill me, hurry up, dammit!”

Flickering flames, Chen Xinmi reached the place where Lin An had cast the Coffin-Sealing Sorcery.

There, ten kapok figures in black robes stood idly like soulless puppets, forming a circle on the spot.

The Sealing Witchcraft that was supposed to hide the sky and seal the forest had seemingly failed at some point.

Clearly, these avatars had lost their connection with Mr. Liu.

“Troublesome, the Coffin-Sealing Sorcery…” Chen Xinmi casually tossed Mr. Liu and Zheng Miao aside, took a drag from her cigarette as she stared intently at the ground, her brows furrowing.

Suddenly, her expression tensed, and she looked up.

In the sky, a massive motorcycle sped along a path of red light, with Doctor Zhang screaming anxiously from the back seat, “An, my dear An, stop what you’re doing, you’re working with my mind now, not Mr. Liu’s, dammit!”

“???”

Mr. Liu was stunned.

Chen Xinmi was also stunned.

In the mind space, Lin An looked down at the real world through the semi-transparent floor and was also stunned, “What? What the hell?”

Only Mr. Cao, driving the motorcycle, had his face full of mockery, almost unable to contain his laughter.