Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 394: Chapter 100: Such Ruins, Such Reunion_3

All actions depend on you.

The College only cares about outcomes.

As the Vice Leaders, Wizard Grande and I will not intervene readily.

Therefore, after formal learning exchanges have commenced, the three captains and vice-captains must assume responsibility, unify their teams, and command exploration…”

Listening to Peck’s words, looking out of the porthole at a planet with a faint hint of blue and a familiar outline. Some parts of the terrain are vaguely familiar when seen from above. Link was overwhelmed with complex thoughts.

An idea that he was unwilling to believe sprung up in his heart.

Could this be the planet he lived on in his previous life?

Has it been reduced to ruins, entirely devoid of vitality due to endless warfare?

“Captain, the people from Shadow City are here.”

Having finished reading the instructions, Peck found a new situation and promptly reported to Link, interrupting his train of thought.

“Let’s go, meet them.”

Link performed the “Mind Closure Technique”, concealed all emotions, adjusted his status, and headed towards Shadow City’s team.

Similar to Ravensmouth College, Shadow City’s team also consisted of two leaders and twenty peak third-class wizard apprentices on the verge of becoming official wizards.

That was the agreed terms between both sides.

The closer Link approached, the more familiar Shadow City’s team leader seemed.

After searching through his mind, Link quickly recognized the other party.

“Christina, long time no see.”

Link revealed a genuine smile and extended his hand from afar.

Just now, he saw a possible former homeworld, and now he was meeting someone from his current world. Between the moments of joy and grief, the contrast was stark.

“Hmm.”

But Christina didn’t reach out her hand. She simply responded with a voice that was extremely hoarse and grating, like the sound of two rusted irons grinding against each other.

Link knitted his brow slightly.

It wasn’t because he felt embarrassed due to being snubbed.

But because Link found something wrong with Christina.

Her voice was off, her expression was off, her soul was off, her physical body was off, everything was off.

After deep contemplation, Link realized what was wrong.

Christina had undergone biological transformation!

This also explained how Christina, with her third-class wizard qualifications, was able to advance to an official wizard so early and why she was chosen as Shadow City’s team leader for this exchange study.

Every gain comes at a cost.

The only difference lies in the size of the cost, and Christina’s was particularly heavy.

The biological transformation she underwent was too much riskier and had more lasting effects compared to Serene Wizard’s “Chatterbone Worm” program and Link’s “Fairy” potion.

Christina gave Link the impression not of a lively human, but more like a cold, venomous snake.

The slight joy of reuniting with someone from home instantly dissolved.

Deeply inhaling, Link gave Peck a sign, indicating him to liaise with the vice leader of Shadow City.

Link asked: “Can we talk on the side?”

“No…need.”

Christina spoke with some difficulty, revealing a snake-like tongue.

Similar to her pair of snake-like eyes, and the cold aura emitted from her body, everything about her was “matching”. freewёbnoνel.com

“I specialize in biological research and Potion Study, and I’m highly skilled. If you need help, feel free to ask.”

Link tried again.

He did not suddenly become a saint.

There was slight fondness rooted in their shared hometown, genuinely wanting to help Christina;

However, he also had ideas of researching and learning from Shadow City’s biological transformation technology and methodology to advance one’s wizard qualifications.

“No…need.”

Christina opened her mouth with difficulty again and rejected again, “Thanks… for… your… concern.”

Perhaps because she thought her voice was too grating, halfway through her speech, Christina simply used witchcraft skills to replace her speech.

A wisp of black smoke appeared in the air out of nowhere and formed a few simple lines of words.

“I’m doing well, and there’s nothing I need help with.”

“I’ve avenged my brother.”

“The person who killed my brother, the person who transformed me, I’ve swallowed them.”

“Additionally…”

“Jimmy is dead.”