Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Chapter 173 A Young Man Arrives at the Pharmacy Department

"How should we say goodbye?"

At the villa entrance, the hovercar that had come specifically to pick up Link was already in place.

Link carried a large bag on his back and a small bag in his hand, ready to board the train.

That's how troublesome it is to not have a spatial storage artifact.

The "seed" is not yet fully developed and is in the second stage, so it cannot stably store foreign objects for a long time.

Otherwise, Link wouldn't need to carry so many bags wherever he goes.

It's so complicated.

It's not convenient at all.

Just before getting into the car, Jasmine tugged at Link's sleeve and asked him this question.

Link turned to look at the graceful young woman, whose expectant emerald eyes did not offer the hug or any further response she had hoped for.

Instead, she smiled and said, "Life's journey is long, so let's cherish every moment. Jasmine, it's been a pleasure meeting you and walking this path with you for so long. I hope we can continue to journey together in the future."

Jasmine paused for a moment, then realized what she meant and nodded vigorously.

This is not a farewell, but an anticipation of meeting again.

"I'm gone."

Link turned around, raised his left hand, and boarded the hovercar.

"goodbye."

Jasmine waved her hands vigorously to bid farewell to Link, watching the hovercar speed away.

"goodbye!"

Jasmine sniffed and murmured something.

That's life; it's always about parting ways.

It would be a blessing to see each other again.

She turned and went back into the villa, but soon came out again with her luggage.

She's moving back to her dorm and doesn't want to stay here a second longer.

The scenery evokes emotions, and seeing objects brings back memories of people.

After returning to the dormitory, I put down my luggage but didn't rush to unpack.

Jasmine went straight to the lakeside laboratory.

Link has embarked on his new journey, and she is about to begin hers.

Traveling together is an expectation, a pressure, and also a motivation.

Jasmine's deep reluctance and longing transformed into boundless motivation, unleashing an astonishing passion.

This relieved the group of brothers, the socially awkward group, and the six new members who were secretly worried about the leader's condition.

It's good that the big boss's departure didn't have much of a negative impact on the eldest sister.

Otherwise, how much suffering would they have to endure during the weekly witchcraft practice exercises?

Even though the brothers' team has now caught up with the leader's record, the psychological trauma from the past is still there.

They were terrified that Jasmine had suddenly gone berserk.

Link once again arrived at the wide plaza where the interdimensional portal was located.

This time, unlike the competition between the two regions, everything was set up beforehand, and you could just enter directly.

After going through four rather cumbersome procedures—registering identity information, verifying the conscription order, security check, and confirming the teleportation coordinates—Link finally stepped into the teleportation portal.

It seemed like only a second, yet it also seemed like a very long time.

Between closing and opening my eyes, the world has changed.

Link arrived in a desolate world dominated by withered yellow hues.

A miniature interdimensional portal stood behind him.

Standing on the high platform, looking ahead.

Before us stretched a camp that seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see.

The layout is straight and orderly, with main roads and branch lines arranged neatly and cleanly.

In the event of an emergency requiring mobilization and response, the system must be able to react and assemble quickly.

"This way."

Below the platform, a somewhat frivolous young man leaned against an off-road vehicle and waved to Link.

Link walked toward him, carrying his bag.

The follow-up arrangements for the conscription mentioned that someone would come to pick them up after they were transported to their destination.

"You're Link Grand?"

The flippant man raised an eyebrow, asking with interest, "Did you really develop the 'Superbrain' serum independently?"

Link nodded slightly and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Link Grand."

However, he did not respond to the frivolous man's question about the "super brain" drug.

Instead, they asked, "Please show me your identification to prove your identity."

"Yo ho!"

The flippant man exclaimed in surprise, "Dude, you're pretty cautious, but I like that. Cautious people live longer."

As he spoke, the frivolous man took out an ID card and a personnel appointment document from his breast pocket and handed them to Link.

After careful examination and comparison, Link confirmed the identity of the frivolous man; he was indeed the one who had come to pick him up.

As for the personnel appointment letter concerning him, Link did not open it rashly.

"No wonder so many people have fallen into your trap. You're really cunning."

The frivolous man watched Link's actions, muttered something, then opened the door of the off-road vehicle, got in first, sat in the driver's seat, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to your new post."

Link readily agreed, opened the back door, stuffed his bags inside, and then sat down himself.

For some reason, this off-road vehicle is no longer a hovercraft, but is moving on the ground.

The frivolous man did not choose autonomous driving; instead, he manually controlled the vehicle.

It travels at extremely high speeds, frequently drifting and fishtailing, with plenty of power and very strong tire grip.

The loud music started roaring as soon as the car started moving.

It was deafening, like noise.

The liquid was poured directly into Link's ears, causing great disturbance.

Link activated "Brain Lockdown" to block out related emotions, but his senses remained at their maximum, keeping him alert to his surroundings.

Including hearing.

In the driver's seat, the frivolous man glanced at Link through the rearview mirror and, upon noticing Link's behavior, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He's quite an interesting guy, isn't he?

To be valued so highly by Wizard Paro and Wizard Celine, one must indeed have some skill.

It seems he won't die so quickly.

I'll place a bet when I get back, hoping he can make it back to his homeland alive.

Soon, the off-road vehicle arrived at its destination.

A particularly eye-catching high-rise building with its exterior painted white stands next to low, yellowish-brown bungalows.

A crooked sign was stuck outside the door of the bungalow, with the words "Pharmacy Department" written on it.

"This is your workplace. Take this and go inside to report to Mr. Murphy, the head of the pharmacy department."

The frivolous man jumped out of the car, handed the sealed personnel appointment to Link, and before turning to leave, finally introduced himself: "My name is Asander Cornet. Hope you enjoy your work here, hehehe..."

Link watched the off-road vehicle speed away, the last, incredibly mesmerizing laugh of Asander Cornet echoing in his ears.

There's a hint of schadenfreude in their tone, like they're waiting to see what happens.

Could there be something wrong with this pharmacy department?

Link looked up at the flashy white high-rise building not far away, then at the ugly, low, yellowish-brown bungalow, and the crooked doorplate.

This style is quite unique.

I'm mentally prepared to encounter an oddball boss.

Regardless, let's report for duty and start working first, then we'll talk about other things.

Link carried his bag into the pharmacy department.

The hall was empty.

A layout map and signs are hung on the wall directly opposite the main gate.

After a quick glance, Link found the minister's office and walked straight there, ignoring the several pairs of eyes he was being watched from the shadows.

Boom, boom, boom...

He knocked gently, but the sound was much louder than Link had expected.

"Enter."

A voice, as loud as a bell, came from the room.

It was almost as loud as the blast of music that Assander Cornet played while driving.

The sound was so loud it made people's ears tremble.

I pushed open the door and went inside.

The office is small, about 20 square meters in area.

The layout is simple: two filing cabinets, a desk, a "sofa" for guests, and a few green plants.

An old man with only one ear left and a face full of scars sat behind a desk.

His back was ramrod straight, and his two bright eyes were fixed on Link as he entered, exuding an aura that made people want to bow down involuntarily.

Link felt more like a soldier than a wizard.

After unloading the bags and placing them by the door, Link calmly walked to his desk, handed over the personnel appointment with both hands, and shouted, "Reporting, Link Grand, reporting for duty."

"Um."

The old man was clearly satisfied with Link's deliberately adjusted way of speaking, and he took the initiative to restrain his aura, gave a response, and then opened the personnel appointment to take a look.

Before long, the old man put down the personnel appointment, looked at Link, and said loudly, "I know about your situation, and the personnel arrangement is fine. I'll give you a note. Go to the logistics team to collect the supplies and settle your accommodation. You can start your post at any time."

"Thank you, Minister."

Link responded loudly, "Yes."

The old man grabbed a pen and paper, quickly wrote a few lines, signed his name, and affixed his personal seal.

A warrant that could be verified was thus prepared.

"I only took office yesterday, and I hope we can work well together."

The old man handed the warrant to Link, gave him a serious instruction, and then waved his hand, "Go."

"Yes."

Link, holding the warrant, carrying a large bag on his back and a small bag in his hand, walked out of the minister's office and headed towards the logistics group office mentioned in the warrant.

The layout was clearly imprinted in Link's mind, and he knew the route very well.

The logistics team's office is also easy to find.

The process went very smoothly, without any difficulties whatsoever.

The logistics team, consisting of only five staff members, even assigned one person to lead Link to his assigned single dormitory room.

Hmm... the logistics staff are all wizard apprentices.

This is something that Link is quite concerned about.

I kept it in mind.

The pharmacy department's low, bungalow-like buildings look unremarkable, but they are actually very large.

Go out the back door, cross a small courtyard, and you'll reach the dormitory area.

The low, bungalows, with their yellowish-brown exteriors, blended well with the withered yellow hues of the desolate world.

Whether viewed from above or from the ground, it is inconspicuous.

It's good that it's inconspicuous.

Link greatly admired this.

Being inconspicuous means that once something goes wrong, it is not easy to be discovered or targeted as a priority attack.

Upon arriving at the dormitory, he declined the hospitality of the logistics staff.

Link tidied up his dormitory, sat at his desk, and reflected on all his experiences in this desolate world.

A problem has indeed been discovered.

This desolate world is a world that has already died.

As the rear base for the Paro Wizards' front-line battlefield, it is responsible for logistical support, legion rest, and the distribution of personnel and supplies.

As is customary, the medical department is on the front lines, while the pharmacy department is in the rear.

Therefore, the pharmacy department was located here.

Based on the needs of the medical department, the pharmacy department is responsible for the research and development and refining of various medicines to supply the legion.

The wizard Paro has been on campaign for a long time; it's impossible that he hasn't taken any action.

No matter how powerful a legion is, it will still suffer casualties.

Logically speaking, the pharmacy department should be extremely busy at this time.

Material processing, drug development, and drug refining—these three areas will keep you constantly busy, even if they don't work around the clock.

However, Link glanced around and saw only a relaxed atmosphere everywhere.

This is illogical.

There must be a problem.

There must be conflicts between the frontline medical department and the rear pharmacy department!

Fortunately, Link's position was in pharmaceutical research and development, a technical role, and he did not have direct contact with the frontline medical department.

This made Link feel much more at ease.

At least we don't have to confront the contradictions directly.

After making up his mind, Link didn't stay in the dormitory and headed towards the office area of ​​the pharmaceutical research and development team.

The layout of the low-rise bungalows is very reasonable.

The front section is for administrative management, while the back section is lined with material processing, pharmaceutical research and development, pharmaceutical refining, and warehousing.

Entering through the back door, on the left is the office area of ​​the pharmaceutical research and development team, which is divided into two main parts: offices and laboratories.

Holding the minister's order, Link arrived at the pharmaceutical research and development team's office, ready to report to the team leader.

The office was empty.

Instead, the sounds of a man and a woman laughing and joking came from the locker room.

Link didn't listen to much, stepped back from the office, and walked towards the laboratory.

There were quite a few people here, including six pharmaceutical researchers.

However, no one was busy working; they were all sitting in the living/working area of ​​the laboratory.

They might chat, read books, browse forums, or entertain themselves.

In short, he does everything except his official duties.

Link became increasingly wary.

The various phenomena in the pharmacy department are becoming increasingly suspicious.

The wizard Paro may have had a deeper purpose in arranging for him to come here.

Otherwise, Link could have been placed in the frontline medical unit.

Revosoth Institute of Biology and Medicine.

Link completed the four-year course at the Junior Academy, read all the books in the Advanced Academy library, and accessed all the materials and documents in the Advanced Literature Database after his privileges were upgraded. In the field of medicine, he was at least proficient in various skills, if not an expert.

Medical technology is not much worse than pharmaceutical research and development.

The pressure suddenly weighed on my shoulders.

With a soft sigh, Link seemed to foresee several power struggles.

We can only hope that Murphy, the head of the Pharmacy Department who was also parachuted in, can be more efficient and decisive, quickly clean up the mess in the Pharmacy Department, and refresh the atmosphere.

Give Link a safe and secure working environment.

Don't let things escalate into a huge mess, forcing Link to get involved.

"Oh, a new person has arrived."

A female potion developer, bored to the point of counting on her fingers, was the first to notice Link entering the room. She exclaimed softly, "I feel like I've seen this younger brother somewhere before."

Another female pharmacist, who was painting her nails, glanced up and chuckled, "Of course you've seen it! In your dreams, of course. Yesterday you were saying you had intimate conversations with someone dozens of times in your dreams, and that you really wanted to experience what it's like to be a 'genius pharmacist' in real life. Well, here's your chance!"

"Hehehe..."

The female potion developer chuckled sweetly, and Link winked, speaking in a seductive, coquettish voice:

"Little brother, would you like to study the male-female anomalies in the human body with your older sister, and also discuss some interdisciplinary areas of life science and social science, the great harmony of life? I have a lot of knowledge and a very high level of expertise. I guarantee you'll learn a lot."

Another woman curled her fingers, admiring the colorful manicure for a moment, licked her lips, her eyes sparkling, and smiled seductively:

"If you're eager to learn, your older sister won't hesitate to help you test your skills. For example, the three of you can go surfing together, shouting at the crest of the wave, and showing your heroic nature."

The two women's lewd and unrestrained words instantly aroused the attention of the four male pharmaceutical researchers in the laboratory to Link.

Instead of feeling a shared sense of righteous indignation, they secretly hoped that Link would succumb to temptation and agree immediately.

Even the fairies in the fairy world who are currently fighting on the front lines are not as annoying as these two.

The reason their eye bags are so heavy is entirely due to continuous overtime work, working day and night, and being squeezed dry!

Please, young man, have pity on your elders.

Link was speechless when he saw this.

I felt like I hadn't walked into a pharmaceutical research lab.

It is the Spider Cave.

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