Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Chapter 108 Further Cultivation

"Witch Celine, thank you for your kindness."

Jasmine's choice was not unexpected by Link; she politely declined Celine the Wizard's invitation.

"But I feel that there are still many things I haven't learned well in my sales assistant position, so it's not suitable for me to switch to the pre-processing and refining of plants and herbs at this time."

After speaking, she waited anxiously for Celine's reply, wondering if her refusal would displease Celine.

Far from being displeased, the witch Celine was quite pleased.

A wizard, or a wizarding apprentice, who wants to achieve something, no matter how big or small, must first persevere.

Those who blindly follow others, lack independent thought, or are easily swayed by others are not valued by the witch Celine, and she dislikes them even more.

"Yes, that's good."

Celine the Wizard nodded, her expression quite amiable, and then walked away with her tray.

Seeing this, Jasmine felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

She used to watch Link and Celine the Wizard chat and laugh without thinking much of it, but now that she was facing Celine herself, she could truly feel the pressure.

How to describe it?

It's like an ant standing in front of a giant. Even if it knows the giant means no harm and even feeds it, it will instinctively fear the giant.

Because the giant only needs to blow a breath to kill the ant.

"Did I do something wrong?"

After thinking for a moment, Jasmine couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Link didn't say anything, he just shook his head.

No matter how low you whisper, it's no use being under the same roof as the witch Celine.

You can still hear it.

"That's good."

Jasmine let out a long sigh of relief, completely at ease.

After lunch, I continued working.

Link spun around like a top between the two control rooms, constantly busy and feeling very fulfilled.

Until the sun set and the evening glow painted the sky.

The day's work is finally over.

After changing out of their uniforms, Link and Jasmine left the pharmacy and headed towards the platform.

From afar, Link could see five timid figures pacing back and forth by the platform.

Like ants on a hot pan, their panic was palpable.

"What's up?"

Link approached the platform and the five thugs, smiling as he asked.

"Big...Big brother, something's wrong."

For some reason, the gang leader's tongue would involuntarily tie itself in knots whenever he saw Link these past few times, and he would stammer, "N-nothing... I just... just wanted to explain what happened last time."

Even though Link showed no signs of causing them any trouble these past two days, the five thugs were still worried.

Forgive them for their lack of knowledge; they only learned about the press conference controversy between Celine Wizard's Apothecary and Lucia's Apothecary this morning.

I simply don't have the spare money to buy an account registration for the "Rivos Forum".

I only learned about this from other people chatting about the increasingly heated witch rights movement.

Thugs may lack talent and ability, but they are not brainless.

After a little thought, the thugs realized they had been used and dragged into the struggle between two big shots who were about to be promoted to sages.

This is really nothing.

The fatal flaw was that they had directly offended a seemingly refined but ruthless man.

After much deliberation and wild speculation, the thugs all felt it necessary to come in person to explain and apologize.

To prevent this ruthless person from dealing with them the same way he dealt with that fool last time.

At that time, they may not even know how they died.

"Oh, about that."

Link pondered for a moment, then deliberately drew out his words, saying, "No need to explain, I didn't take it to heart."

"Thank... thank you, brother."

The thugs nodded repeatedly, their heads bobbing like they were pounding garlic.

"Hmm. Be more discerning in the future, and don't take on just any job."

Seeing that the railcar was about to arrive at the station, Link waved his hand, signaling the thugs to leave on their own.

"Thank you for your guidance, brother. Thank you so much."

The thugs bowed and scraped, thanking them profusely once again.

Link ignored the thugs and boarded the train with Jasmine.

As soon as she sat down, Jasmine couldn't help but ask, "Link, what exactly have you done? People both inside and outside the academy are so afraid of you!"

Link remained silent.

indeed.

His image has been demonized without him even realizing it.

The five guys in the academy and the five thugs outside the academy all behaved exactly the same way when facing Link.

Similar awe, almost the same fear.

There are some differences inside.

The five gentlemen were simply used to this style of work, while the five thugs had to keep a low profile.

After thinking for a moment, Link could only say, "It's not that exaggerated."

Jasmine pursed her lips, inwardly complaining.

It's not that exaggerated!

Look how scared Mina Havček is, she doesn't even dare to compete with you for the job!

Hmm... Ella told Jasmine about this.

Needless to say, the others are even less likely to be included.

Many times, Jasmine felt that if it weren't for her clinging to Link, Link would probably always act alone and never socialize.

Let's leave these things for now and leave it at that.

Jasmine leaned her head back against the carriage and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

Back at the college, I ate something in the cafeteria.

Without stopping, the two headed straight for the laboratory building.

The laboratory is located on the third basement floor.

Link recorded his accumulated techniques, methods, and insights on plant and herbal pretreatment into a smart simulation device in the laboratory and taught them to Jasmine one by one.

For Jasmine, this was a highly efficient way to learn.

For Link, it wouldn't be a waste of time either.

We learn new things by reviewing the old.

After finishing the lesson, Link went to access the materials in the advanced literature database.

Jasmine was constantly operating the intelligent simulation device.

Wearing glasses and gloves that are so thin they are almost transparent but filled with "sensors," she practices pre-processing plants and herbs in the air, following a tutorial.

The glasses provide near-realistic visual feedback, the gloves provide near-realistic tactile feedback, and with the alchemical array of the intelligent simulation device, Jasmine and Link's working conditions are no different except for the absence of physical objects.

As night deepened, the two left the laboratory with a wealth of knowledge and experience.

Jasmine had accumulated some experience in the pretreatment of plants and herbs, while Link found two articles about the past regional competitions on the "Credits" redemption page.

I spent 2 "credits" to redeem the two documents.

After reading it carefully, Link's understanding of the competition between the two districts improved considerably.

Initially, the academy did not have the concept of a two-district competition, and even the junior college was not divided into a south district and a north district.

Later, local apprentices increasingly discriminated against and ostracized new blood from Storm Sea.

Among the new blood of Storm Sea, there are some who are extremely disappointing. Not only are they weak-kneed, but they also won't allow others to stand up.

Another group of tough-minded new blood from the Storm Sea could no longer tolerate it and began to fight back.

Conflicts between several groups are constant, fights and brawls occur frequently, and bloodshed is not uncommon.

The college administration had no choice but to divide the college into North and South campuses.

The regulation of 0-ring witchcraft also began around that time, gradually reducing offensive witchcraft in the witchcraft trading center.

It's better to guide than to block.

In order to prevent the conflict between the North and South districts from going to extremes and to provide a platform and channel for venting antagonistic emotions, the competition between the two districts was created.

The competition takes many forms and is randomly selected, making it difficult to predict and therefore hard to prepare in advance.

This is both fair and unfair to the new blood in the South District.

The point of fairness is that none of the participants know the specific information before the competition begins.

The unfair point is that the local apprentices in the North have much better conditions in all aspects than the new recruits in the South.

Even if they can't make specific preparations in advance, the apprentices in the North District have a significant advantage in terms of overall quality.

It's like children in remote mountainous areas who can only learn from textbooks.

Children in big cities can develop a wide range of interests and hobbies and cultivate various talents.

The situation is quite serious and not optimistic.

Even with the system's help, having a "Brain Occupation Technique" and four talents, Link is not necessarily stronger than the top apprentices in the North District.

There is no shortage of super geniuses.

Back in the dorm, I did nothing else but wash up, meditate, and go to sleep.

The next day.

I went to work as usual, and everything was peaceful and uneventful.

The following day, nothing happened.

For four days in a row, life remained largely unchanged.

Apart from the witch rights movement, which successfully held a march that could be described as both a success and a failure.

To call it a success was an understatement; the parade only circled the East End, and the only participants were a group of apprentices.

The march was deemed a failure, and it caused a huge uproar on the "Rivos Forum," with heated discussions and constant arguments.

Link watched coldly, thinking that as long as the academy gave the order, the increasingly farcical witch equality movement might disappear overnight.

Those Level 3 witches who made a high-profile appearance in the past few days should be close to achieving their goals.

Equal rights?

That's not what they want.

What they want are certain privileges!

Let's not dwell on these things too much.

Link felt that it was too far removed from his own life, and that he should just focus on living each day to the fullest.

Calm is always meant to be broken.

This day was Wednesday of the sixth week of the holiday.

"Don't rush to do anything, come over here for a moment."

After greeting Link, the wizard Celine called him back and prepared to head straight into the two control rooms in the backyard.

"What are your orders, Wizard Celine?"

Link stopped walking towards the backyard and asked.

"Someone will be taking over your work today. You can hand over the work to him in the morning, and then hand over all the tasks to him in the afternoon. Come up to the second floor."

"That's what the wizard Celine said calmly."

"Thank you, Wizard Celine!"

Without thinking twice, Link immediately thanked them loudly.

This is absolutely wonderful news!

The second floor is the exclusive area of ​​the wizard Celine, where all her special potions are brewed.

Of all the shop assistants, only Tina, who was serving as a potion dispensing assistant and was about to become a potion brewing assistant, had ever gone upstairs.

The wizard Celine was implying that she wanted to give Link a chance to witness proper potion-making.

The Li Xuancao series that Link developed before is called potion research, which is different from potion making.

The finished products that are mass-produced and sold to the public are very different from the samples that Link brought out.

This is definitely proper cultivation!

(End of this chapter)