Wizards begin with Occlumency.

Chapter 182 Operation Plan? What plan?

"Hehehe..."

Knowing Loken's temperament, Asander laughed out loud when he saw this.

It's obvious that Link must have suffered similar losses before, which is why he's so resistant.

However, the stress response was really too strong, and he even used his innate witchcraft.

Speaking of which, this guy's "Kailan Armor" is quite different from everyone else's.

Despite such an obvious rejection, Loken did not give up.

He still opened his arms to meet him, and even quickened his pace.

He looked like he was about to give Link a big bear hug.

If they were to actually embrace, given Loken's physique, strength, and magical enhancements, Link would be rendered incapacitated instantly, even if he wasn't broken in half by the embrace.

Not to mention the pain and torment that resulted, and the loss of face in front of the people who were about to become teammates.

Since that's the case, Link could only make his refusal even more obvious.

With a thought, flames erupted from his boots, and he floated into the air, quickly retreating backward.

Not only did it create distance between the two, but it also stood near the gate of the intelligence station, ready to evacuate the intelligence station's camp at any time.

The memory of the wizard Loken casually slapping his arm and causing half of his upper body to become paralyzed with pain when the two first met is still fresh in his mind, and he would think of it from time to time.

There's no way we'd let the obviously ill-intentioned wizard Loken give us a bear hug right now.

While dodging the bear hug, Link looked at Asander, who was watching the scene unfold, and asked in bewilderment, "Isn't anyone stopping this?"

The question was asked in a very calm tone, as if it carried no emotion whatsoever.

But Asander sensed the unwavering determination beneath Link's nonchalant tone.

If even this small thing doesn't get anyone's help, why should Link trust his soon-to-be teammates to come to his rescue in a crisis?

If you can't trust them, why join the team and entrust your life to them?

It's just an informal secondment anyway, and Link can return to the pharmacy department at any time.

At worst, we'll just offend the intelligence department.

So be it, we've offended them.

Who hasn't gotten angry yet?

Asander couldn't help but feel a headache coming on; the happier he was just now, the more troubled he became.

These guys are all big shots, they're so damn hard to please.

"Loken, tone it down."

Stepping aside to block Loken's path, Asander said in a serious voice, "We're all teammates. Don't leave bad memories before the operation even begins, as it could affect our cooperation. This isn't your first time going deep behind enemy lines; you should know the importance of mutual trust among teammates."

Loken stopped and stared straight into Asander's eyes for a long time, a strange smile spreading across his face. Without saying a word, he lowered his hands, turned, and walked into the barracks.

This attitude is worse than saying something, making some harsh remarks.

At least everything is out in the open.

Asander sighed softly, feeling a sense of awe. These body-refining wizards were all incredibly muscular, their brains practically filled with muscles; it was impossible to fathom their thought processes.

"Come down, I'll take you to meet your teammates."

After expressing his feelings, Asander waved behind him and called Link down.

"What does he mean by that?"

Link landed beside Asander, stowed his armor, and asked疑惑地问道, "What did I do to offend him?"

Before Asander could answer, Link asked again, "Weren't those the previous two rumors that smeared my image also spread by his people?"

Can't you be a little less sharp-minded?

How am I supposed to answer that?

Asander grumbled inwardly, his face no longer showing any trace of frivolity, but rather a hint of pain.

He simply didn't answer those two questions, abruptly changing the subject, and said, "This time, the special forces team consists of 7 people, led and commanded by a level 3 wizard. I'm in charge of coordination and communication, you're in charge of biological research and medical care, Loken is in charge of frontal assaults when encountering enemies, 'Black Cat' Betty is in charge of reconnaissance, and Onks and Marco are in charge of conventional firepower."

After a pause, Asander emphasized, "This is just a basic division of labor and positioning, not a limitation. In practice, everyone should take the initiative to play a greater role."

"clear."

Seeing that Asander was avoiding the question, Link didn't press him. Instead, he listened attentively to the speech and then nodded slightly.

In terms of exploring other worlds, Link is a complete novice. He must lower his expectations, learn more, observe more, and think more.

Link had absolutely no practical experience in deep reconnaissance and combat behind enemy lines.

We should learn more, observe more, and think more.

By this time, the two had already entered the barracks.

Five team members, including Loken, sat among them, led by a burly man with a square face.

"Gentlemen, this is Link Grand, a first-level wizard with dual affinity for water and wood elements, a genius apothecary, and a biological genius. He has already made two contributions in just half a month since joining the Legion."

Asander began to fulfill his role of coordination and communication, first introducing Link to the five team members, and then introducing the five team members to Link one by one:

"This is the great Otis, a level three wizard, with affinity for the three elements: light, water, and earth."

"This is Betty the Black Cat, a level two wizard with an affinity for wood and earth elements. She excels at reconnaissance, tracking, and maneuvering."

"These two are Onks and Marco, twins, level two wizards, with affinity for wood and fire elements, and are skilled in demolition, fire suppression, and assault."

"This is Loken, a senior level two wizard, with super affinity for water, and a body-refining wizard."

When introducing Loken Merton, Asander specifically emphasized Loken's identity as a "body-refining wizard".

The so-called Body Refining Wizard is actually one of the five major wizarding schools in the wizarding world.

These five major schools are Elemental Wizards, Body Refining Wizards, Mechanic Wizards, True Spirit Wizards, and Beast Taming Wizards.

It was created and passed down by five saints who worked together with the world's will to reconstruct the world after the ancient war between the wizarding world and the world of gods.

As for the schools founded by the four saints who have already sacrificed themselves, they have served as nourishment for the reconstruction of the world and will never reappear.

The Saint Wizard Tower, belonging to the Elemental Wizard school, is the one that holds the western continental shelf of the main continent in place.

Therefore, the western part of the main continent, including the west coast, is mainly inhabited by elemental wizards.

As one of the many wizarding organizations on the West Coast, the Rivosos Biological and Medical Academy primarily trains elemental wizards.

People like Loken who switch to other schools of thought are not uncommon, but they are relatively few, which makes them all the more rare.

Body Refining Wizards, as the name suggests, primarily develop the potential of the physical body and pursue the path of physical sanctification.

Asander's emphasis on this reminder was well-intentioned.

Elemental wizards are like eggs in front of rocks when facing body-refining wizards; they break with a single tap.

If you can't afford to mess with them, it's best to avoid them.

Link understood immediately, smiled and nodded, expressing his gratitude with a look full of thanks.

"As for me,"

Asander formally introduced himself: "Asander Cornet, Senior Level Two Wizard, Super Affinity for Light, True Spirit Wizard."

Link's pupils contracted slightly, clearly surprised.

True Spirit Wizards specialize in the soul and cast spells using mental power, or, according to the internal terminology of the True Spirit Wizard school, primarily using telekinesis.

It targets the mind and soul, with curses and hypnosis as its main features, killing people invisibly.

No wonder there's a level three wizard in charge; Asander has a lot of influence in the team.

True Spirit Wizards possess a significant advantage in coordination and communication that other schools of wizards, especially Body Refining Wizards, cannot match.

A single level 1 spell, Mind Link, can directly connect everyone in the party.

You can communicate without making a sound.

It is efficient, discreet, and unrestricted by terrain.

Its importance becomes even more apparent when communication devices fail.

The special forces team leader, a level three wizard named Otis, clapped his hands lightly to draw everyone's attention and said seriously, "Get some rest today. We'll move out first thing tomorrow morning. Dismissed."

After saying that, the wizard Otis walked straight out of the camp and went back to his tent.

Link was increasingly shocked.

Is this over?

The mission objectives, marching routes, precautions, and operational plans were not mentioned at all.

What a joke.

But Betty the Black Cat, the twins Onx and Marco, Asander, and even Loken were all used to it and not surprised at all.

Betty, Onkes, and Marco filed out of the barracks.

Before leaving, everyone stared intently at Link's face for a while, but remained silent.

Loken stood up and walked over to Link.

His tall figure blocked out the light, casting a shadow that completely covered Link's body, creating an oppressive atmosphere.

Loken lowered his head, his eyes filled with amusement, and chuckled, "Little guy, didn't expect to run into me here, did you? I've been waiting for you ever since I heard you were drafted."

Link met the wizard Locken's gaze without flinching, and asked with a hint of doubt:

"I've always been wondering, have I offended you?"

Why are you targeting me time and time again?

The first time we met, he slapped me.

While I was in the cultivation realm, she tempted Molly Kidman to willingly accept the aptitude enhancement experiment of the witch Celine;

Twice, they instigated people to spread rumors and smear my image;

They were just trying to intimidate me again.

I'm puzzled by all of this.

"Wizard Loken, could you please tell me why you did this?"

Upon hearing this, Wizard Loken chuckled softly as if he had heard a great joke.

The laughter grew louder, echoing throughout the entire barracks, buzzing and humming.

After laughing enough, he gradually quieted down, his tone slightly sarcastic, and sneered, "It's against you, what does it have to do with you?"

With that, Wizard Loken raised his right index and middle fingers, gestured to his eyes, then pointed at Link, letting out a chilling, sinister laugh as he threatened, "Watch out, I'll be keeping an eye on you."

After uttering these words that threatened team unity, Wizard Loken strode out of the barracks and left.

Link stared at Loken's retreating figure, his eyes filled with a melancholy.

Asander, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but sigh.

Two people who originally had no enmity or grudge against each other have now become enemies after this incident.

After thinking for a moment, Asander said, "In any case, with Otis around during the mission, Loken can't possibly ignore the mission and attack you."

"Yeah?"

Link smiled and didn't take those words seriously.

It is better to ask for yourself than for others.

One should not put one's life and fortune in the hands of others.

Seeing this, Asander gave up on mediating and instead said, "Let's go, I'll take you to rest."

"Yes, thank you, Wizard Cornet."

Link did not refuse the arrangement and sincerely thanked him.

Call me Asander.

Turning to leave, Asander said as he walked, "I'll send you some materials later, about deep reconnaissance and operations behind enemy lines. Familiarize yourself with them first, so you won't panic when the operation starts tomorrow."

"OK."

"After we set off tomorrow, you'll travel with me. If conditions permit, I'll guide you and explain some things to be aware of."

"Yes, thank you, Asander."

As they walked toward the tent, Asander displayed a composure and reliability that was quite different from his frivolous nature, and kept explaining some common sense to Link.

"You should rest first."

Arriving at the brand-new tent, Asander said goodbye and left.

Link watched them leave, then turned and pulled back the curtain, slipping into the tent.

The interior space is quite large and is divided into several areas.

It even comes with a washbasin.

Link put down his backpack, lay down on the bed, took out his personal smart device, opened the information sent by Asander, and began to read it carefully.

When it comes to matters of life and death, you can never be too concerned.

Time passed by as I diligently studied.

The next day arrived quickly.

While it was still dark, Asander used his telepathic connection to notify Link to assemble.

In the open space in front of the intelligence office barracks, six team members lined up in order of height.

The square-faced Otis stood at the front of the group, making eye contact with each person for two seconds from left to right, before saying, "Once the mission begins, follow orders completely. Don't do anything reckless. Understand?"

"clear!"

Assande took the lead, and the others followed, shouting in unison in response.

"Set off!"

With a wave of his hand, Boss Otis took the lead and boarded the flying vehicle parked to the side, which was very similar in appearance to a Chinook helicopter.

Once everyone has boarded, the aircraft will immediately start up, enter a state of comprehensive stealth including but not limited to optical, acoustic, and mental stealth, and depart from the forward base.

From a bird's-eye view, the forward base is shaped like the Chinese character "田" (field), with the portal at the very center.

The scenery inside and outside the base is completely different.

Inside the base, apart from the rather basic accommodations, everything was exactly the same as in the wizarding world.

Once you leave the base, it's like entering a completely different world.

Greenery can be seen everywhere in the world.

The lush primeval forest stretches as far as the eye can see.

The towering, craggy peaks and rocks rise straight up to the sky.

These unique peaks, though not extensive, are numerous and resemble bamboo shoots after a rain.

Three "suns" of different colors hung in the sky.

One yellow, one red, and one white.

Except for the absence of floating giant rocks, Link felt as if he had arrived on Pandora from Avatar.

Everything before my eyes looked so similar.

No wonder Link felt like he'd seen a similar creature somewhere before when he was dissecting the fairy.

Give the fairy a long tail and stretch out its body, and it's a perfect replica of the Na'vi.

Perhaps it was the similar ecological environment that led to the evolution of similar biological species.

Link could only guess in this direction.

The stealthy flying vehicle sped through numerous towering peaks and traversed over a dozen primeval rainforests. It was no longer possible to get to the forward base, but it finally began to slow down and reduce its altitude.

It seems we are about to reach our destination.

Link, along with Asander, unbuckled his seatbelt, got up from his seat, walked to the side hatch, and prepared to parachute in.

Standing near the hatch, Link adjusted the "Defender 3202" suit to a jungle camouflage pattern and fastened the transparent faceplate that covered his entire face.

This mask has a super air filtration and purification function, and can isolate all the poisonous gases and miasma in the known fairy world.

It also comes with a stable short-range communication function.

Using mental control, you can choose between two modes: in-team communication and private communication.

The backpack, containing several sets of miniature experimental equipment, was securely fastened to my body without hindering my movement.

Link checked himself over several times to make sure there were no problems and that he met the standards.

The aircraft then descended to a lower altitude, about to be airdropped.

While there was still some time, Link nudged Asander with his elbow, switched to private chat mode, and asked the question that had been nagging at him since yesterday: "We're just going to act like this? Don't you have any plans?"

Asander gave Link a strange look and asked curiously, "Plan? What plan? No matter how meticulous the plan is, it's easy for things to go wrong if the enemy doesn't cooperate."

"So, screw the plan."

"Adapt to any situation!"

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