Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 620: Chapter 175 Entrusted_3

The four procedures, in terms of technical difficulty, undeniably lay heavy on bearing and fusion, these two procedures being the most difficult.

The Potion Department’s dozen or so pharmacists, based on scheduling, only engage with these two procedures on the last afternoon.

This reality truly makes old man Morpheus fuming with anger.

However, on Wizard Salossal’s arrangement, Link did not sense anything improper.

Whether it involves individual quality or the grasp of the “Construction” knowledge system, the Potion Department is much behind the Medical Department.

The first phase of the “Construction” project is critically important; no mistakes can be allowed.

That Wizard Salossal even arranged half a day for the Potion Department is already a great display of consideration for Potion Department.

If it was up to Link, let alone half a day; even half an hour wouldn’t be possible.

However, for various reasons, Link’s role is simply the chief designer of “Construction” and a special consultant for the “Construction” project.

He only has advisory power, not the decisive power on specific matters.

Therefore, Link merely laughed and pretended not to notice this point.

Not bothering with the two old men who would reconcile soon, Link walked through the four procedures one by one, inspecting all of them.

The artisan’s breath was remarkable, with both merits and demerits.

The nearly forty Pharmacists from the Medical Department and the Potion Department followed the rigorous standards set by themselves, implementing the content, technology, and methods trained by Link.

There was no innovation, but also no deviation, no mistakes!

This aspect was exceptional.

It’s fair to say that the pharmacists initially trained by Sage Selene for Sage Palo were all-round excellent!

Identifying where improvements were needed, Link refrained from correcting them on the spot.

Instead, he returned to where Wizard Salossal and old man Morpheus were residing and wrote a technical document.

“There are some aspects that need to be corrected, or optimized.”

Waved towards both Wizard Sallossal and Morpheus, who had already ended their cold war. Link projected the freshly written technical document into the air and explained of his own accord.

“Very well, in the evening meeting, all of these will be conveyed.”

After hearing the explanation and reading the technical document, Wizard Sallosal made a promise.

Old man Morpheus opened his mouth, wanting to ask about his grandson Peck joining the “Freedom to do Anything” club, but couldn’t muster the courage to.

Inappropriate timing, inappropriate context.

It would be better to ask next time.

The Wizard World.

West Coast, Ravensmouth City.

Peck Murphy walked into the headquarters of the “Freedom to do Anything” club with a few friends.

Following the instructions, they arrived at the club registration booth and filled out several forms.

According to the club’s procedure, several First Level Wizards had to be interviewed by Linn, the Vice President of the club.

In a conference room.

Linn sat in the interviewer’s position, looking at the applicants for membership, “seniores.”

In particular, Peck Murphy, who had been Vice Leader, led the Brotherhood Group with Link and some others to exchange and study with the Shadow City apprentice team.

Knowing very well that these “seniores” had probably come for the boss.

Without showing anything unusual on his face, Linn conducted the interviews as usual, made evaluations for each of the “seniores,” and politely asked them to wait for the results at home.

Whether or not they could join the “Freedom to do Anything” club would require discussion by the executive committee.

Before leaving, Peck Murphy deliberately glanced back at Linn.

Linn looked back placidly at Peck’s eyes, his expression unaffected, not giving away a shred of information.

After everyone left, Linn convened an emergency executive committee meeting to vote on the admission of these “seniores.”

After a thorough discussion, with General Manager Assad Kenneth’s approval, an admission notification was signed.

Agreeing on the inclusion of six First Level Wizards including Peck Murphy.

All six First Level Wizards had one thing in common, they all hailed from a Half Blood Family!

Clearly, more and more people were seeing the potential for growth in the “Freedom to do Anything” club after the wedding ceremony for Assad and Renée yesterday.

Upon leaving the headquarters, Betty returned to the Grande Potion Shop, but before she could proceed with her work, she was notified by the shop assistant that a special package had just arrived at the shop.

The recipient’s name written was Boss Link Grande, and the sender’s name was unroverified.

The sending address was from Shadow City.

Betty took the special package to the second floor. After seeing that it was a peculiar package that could contain a living organism, she sent a report to the boss and the boss’ sister, then decided to open the package.

A lovely baby girl was lying quietly in a box lined with soft padding, looking quiet as she gazed at Betty with her large, bright, and shiny eyes.

A letter was placed on baby girl’s swaddling clothes.

Betty remembered the boss had once collaborated with Sage Selene for a study that lasted half a year.

They ultimately succeeded in preserving the unborn baby in the belly of the Shadow City team leader, who was part of the student exchange group, converting the baby, who was a high-risk stillbirth without first-hand care, into a successful birth.

She guessed that the little girl in front of her was that lucky baby.

However, why would the Shadow City team leader send her hard-won daughter to the boss?

And without any prior communication.

If so, the boss would have given a hint.

Betty thought for a while then filmed a video of the baby girl and the letter in the swaddling clothes with her inter-dimensional encrypted communicator, and sent it to the boss and the boss’ sister.

She then patiently waited.

Fortunately, the box in the parcel had life-support functions, which assured that the baby girl wouldn’t be in any immediate danger.

After a while, Betty received a cross-dimensional communication request from the boss’ sister.

“Hello, Boss’ Sister.”

Upon connecting the video communication, Betty immediately greeted her.

“Hmm.”

Jasmine nodded and immediately cut to the chase, “Let’s have a look.”

Betty lifted the communicator aiming the camera towards the box.

“Unfold the letter, I want to read it.”

After Jasmine carefully examined the baby girl, whose eyes were rolling around, she gave instructions.

Betty immediately complied, picking up the letter from the swaddling box, opening the envelope, and taking out the paper slip.

She unfolded the paper, on which there were merely three short lines:

Dire circumstances dictate desperate measures, please take care of my daughter.

If I live, I shall return to express my gratitude!

Christina Smith