Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

The “Multi-Threading Thinking” status card is in cooldown.

In his urgency, Link could only rely on his computing intuition to calculate the feasibility of this plan without going into its details.

In their dire state, all they could do was to doctor a dead horse like it was still alive.

No matter how feasible the plan was, they could only proceed with it.

As for how to practice the “Water Wood Mutual Growth Meditation Method” from the Wizard Scroll after the “Seed” consumed the Meditation Sphere, they had to survive first before they could think about it.

Link notified Franda to do her best to protect herself and prepare for a potential retreat at any time. He then quickly controlled the “Seed” and swallowed the Meditation Sphere in one gulp.

As soon as he completed this operation, the Fairy King’s Spirit discovered the truth about the Sea of Consciousness, its gaze ominously focusing on the calm lake surface below.

“What a surprise!”

The Fairy King’s Spirit was slightly irked, having been tricked.

Even when hit by an attack from Sage Palo, who was also a level 4 extraordinary being, the Fairy King didn’t have such a strong reaction.

It was merely a lack of skill on his part.

But being fooled by a puny level 1 Wizard was somewhat unbearable.

The youngster has insulted me too much!

The Fairy King’s Spirit quickly retaliated, his powerful spiritual power wreaking havoc in Link’s Sea of Consciousness.

All illusions on the lake were destroyed.

The Meditation Sphere shattered, and the library collapsed.

The water of the lake was violently stirred, causing massive waves.

After a moment, a whirlwind formed on the surface of the lake.

Like a dragon siphoning water, it drew all the lake water into the “sky”.

Beneath the turbulent lake, the “Meditation Sphere” emerged and flew towards the powerful Fairy King’s Spirit.

Link, cowering in fear within the sphere, looked terrified.

The Fairy King’s Spirit opened its mouth wide and swallowed the “Meditation Sphere”.

Before the Fairy King even began to grind away at Link’s consciousness.

A powerful sucking force suddenly emerged from the “Meditation Sphere” within his belly.

This suction force was so peculiar that the Fairy King’s Spirit could not resist it for a time and was sucked into the sphere against his will.

The “Meditation Sphere” then shed its disguise, revealing the true nature of the “Seed”.

Link’s consciousness and Franda both sprang out from the inside of the “Seed” at the same moment, passing the absorbed Fairy King’s Spirit and ending up in the wrecked Sea of Consciousness.

As soon as they steadied themselves, they immediately began to operate.

The big and small figure, the master of the “Seed”, and the “Spirit” of the “Seed”, fully stimulated their respective authorities.

They firmly locked the inside and outside of the “Seed”, closing all entrances and exits and trapping the Fairy King’s Spirit inside like a jail cell.

Caught off guard by the sudden change, the Fairy King could finally comprehend what was going on.

Especially since the Fairy King’s Spirit was not slow.

However, after he managed to break free from the irresistible peculiar suction force.

Upon looking around, he found that he was no longer in the despised Wizard’s Sea of Consciousness, but rather in a very unfamiliar prototype world.

This prototype world was small, but its rules were comprehensive and quite complete. All it needed was orderly development and it could grow.

The unfortunate part was that all the exits and entrances between the prototype world and the outside world had been completely sealed off.

If the Fairy King wanted to get out, he could only do so by force, by attacking the world’s barriers.

However, after a reconnaissance of the situation, the Fairy King was very frustrated to discover that he seemed incapable of breaking down this prototype world.

The bright “sun” in the sky was a manifestation of a world’s will, which was hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the fairy world’s world will.

The faintly appearing “moon” on the horizon was much smaller compared to the “sun”, but it was still powerful enough to make the Fairy King lose all desire to resist.

The sun and the moon represented the rules of time.

For a prototype world to already have a set but well-developed time rule during its “Seed” phase, what did that signify?

It signified that, given enough resources, this prototype world could definitely grow into a “World”.

And there was no need to take the route of a neutered “Domain” or the more tool-like “Gate”.

To an extraordinary being at level 4, possessing a “World” was a concept different from not having a “World”.

The gap between the two concepts was incalculable.

A level 4 Sage possessing a “World”, attacking a normally promoted Sage Palo would be like Sage Palo attacking the Fairy King.

Just one blow, a casual one at that.

That’s how absurd it was!

In his current state of being purely a soul, the Fairy King couldn’t think about breaking the barriers of the prototype world, let alone defending himself.

“The half-sized person starves to death on me.”

A “Seed” at its germination stage is very hungry. As long as it is to its taste, it dares to eat anything.

With the sun and the moon as its support, the “Seed” couldn’t wait to devour the Fairy King’s Spirit to replenish itself.

The Fairy King had chosen Link as he wanted to pinch a soft persimmon.

However, he found, much to his horror, that he hadn’t picked a soft persimmon, but rather kicked a solid iron plate.

He capsized in the gutter.

With this, the Fairy King was thoroughly in despair, his spirits sunken, not even exhibiting the will to resist.

Link and Franda nervously watched the inside of the “Seed”, observing the fluctuations of the Fairy King.

However, they saw him standing still for a while, showing no signs of movement.

Both were inevitably puzzled, unable to understand what was happening.

“Master, has he gone silly?”

Franda asked blankly.

“I’m not sure.”

Link’s consciousness was currently just a mist-like cloud, unable to make any expression.