Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 732 - 217: Unknown Guest in the Dream2

Chapter 732: Chapter 217: Unknown Guest in the Dream_2

This ans that even if Elise Clark passed the trial on her own, the other 64 wizards must similarly pass their individual trials or do so with her assistance.

Only then would Elise Clark have completed the entirely new ninth challenge.

Moreover, the chance of successfully re-lting this Special Ruin World had beco slim.

Did they… just make things worse?

In the starry sky.

Link felt a powerful suction force emanating from the beam of light that fell upon him.

For a wizard, this isn’t exactly a delightful experience.

While his body was silently frozen in place, he was being drawn towards an unknown location by a strong suction force.

However, Link did not resist, but was rather cooperative.

“Rember to co find , Wizard Grande.”

Jasmine Mitchell shouted neurotically, and in an instant, she disappeared.

In that sa mont, Link’s figure was also teleported away by the beam of light.

He only saw Jasmine open her mouth, but he couldn’t hear what she said clearly.

He felt as if he was thrown into a tumble dryer.

Sorsaulting, spinning, non-stop.

It wasn’t long before Link was so dizzy and disoriented that he beca drowsy.

He didn’t know how many revolutions he made.

With a ‘plop’ sound.

Like a atball being squished, he rolled into water.

Link escaped from his dizzy state and landed in a warm and damp environnt.

For so reason, his eyelids were quite heavy and he couldn’t open them no matter how hard he tried.

Even trying to speak was impossible.

Moving his body was incredibly difficult too.

Moreover, he felt increasingly sleepy.

The ti he could stay awake every day was very short, less than a minute.

Wait a minute…

What does ‘every day’ an?

Why would I know this?

Confused, Link fell asleep before he could think.

This state continued for quite a while, roughly several months, until major changes occurred.

Link felt the warm and damp environnt that had hosted him for so ti started to reject him, forcing him to leave.

If I have to leave, so be it.

Who cares?

For so reason, Link had beco extrely emotional, and he even started a fit of pique.

Following the exclusionary force, Link struggled to escape from the warm and damp environnt, leaving the place that no longer welcod him.

The escape process went smoothly.

In just a short while, Link left the warm and damp environnt through a relative narrow passage.

What’s this sll?

As soon as he left, Link noticed sothing was off.

He instinctively sniffed.

Wait a minute, what’s a nose?

Sniff, sniff…

After taking several more sniffs, Link breathed in the peculiar slling air and felt a little uncomfortable.

The warm and damp environnt from before felt much more comfortable than this.

He had just left for a short while and Link was already starting to miss it.

However, one should not hold onto what has passed.

Since he has already left, he shouldn’t miss it too much… right?

Instead, he should examine his new environnt.

Lost in thought, Link blinked and made an effort to open his eyes that had been closed for a long ti.

A person wearing a mask and cap was what he saw. Their face was obscured, revealing only a pair of bright eyes that seed capable of speech.

Link distinctly saw an expression of “hey, this guy is quite intriguing” in the other’s eyes.

He was just about to use his dwindling ntal capacity to ponder the situation at hand when sudden…

With a crisp ‘smack’ sound,

Feeling the burning pain in his buttocks, Link was sowhat in disbelief.

Was I… spanked?

Anger flared up instantly.

Fueled by this emotion, Link instinctively shouted, “Who was it? Step forward!”

Sothing unexpected happened.

Link thought he had shouted furiously, but the sound that reached his ears was a clear and lustrous cry.

Only then, with his scant remaining intelligence, did Link realize that he had beco a newborn baby!

“I…”

At a loss for how to express his feelings at this mont, Link opened his mouth, yawned, and fell asleep.

Just before he fully succumbed to sleep, he seed to hear a murmur.

The nurse or doctor holding him muttered in Mandarin, a language he had not heard for a long ti, “The little guy is finally born. You must be considerate, a good child. Your mother suffered a lot while carrying you.”

On the bed, the young woman who had just completed her postnatal cleaning and recently beca a mother, raised her hands with radiant motherly glow on her face.

Seeing this, the nurse hastened to hand over the sleeping baby.

The young mother nestled her newborn to her chest, took several careful looks, pursed her lips, and almost burst into tears, “He is so ugly!”

For a mont, all the doctors and nurses in the delivery room burst into laughter.

“Babies all look like this when they’re just born, their skin all wrinkled. Wait a few days, once they grow a little, they’ll look nice.”

The doctor comforted her and then signaled the nurse to wheel the bed out of the delivery room.

Ti flew by.

In the blink of an eye, over six years passed.

The young mother, through six years of hard-earned experience, had made considerable progress in motherhood.

She even learned to cook all kinds of dishes, just to make nutrition-packed and tasty als for her son, a chore she never bothered with before.

To the young mother’s relief, her son was naturally sensible and didn’t act recklessly.

Except for preferring solitude and not playing with kids his age, he was the perfect son.

“Link, co here.”

The young mother had made a pot of carrot and pork rib soup, scooped out a bowl, and called from the kitchen.

“Coming.”

A beautifully carved, excessively cute little boy responded and walked into the kitchen with steady steps.

Seeing her son acting mature, the young mother couldn’t help but tease him a bit, she put on a stern face and scolded, “When a parent calls, you should not delay. You ca too slow, mom is very upset!”

Little Link stared at the young mother with wide eyes, showing a profound sense of helplessness, then, in the face of his mother’s whimpering eyes, sighed, bowed, and said, “I’m sorry, I was wrong, I will correct it.”

“That’s my good son!”

The young mother humd proudly, rewarded little Link with a kiss on the cheek, then picked up the bowl of soup, and commanded, “Finish it, don’t leave a drop, understand?”

“Understood ~”

Link drawled out a reply, slowly walked to the dining room with his bowl of soup, placed it on the table, sat up straight and started to ladle and sip the soup.

“In a few days, I’ll be seven.”

As he drank the sweet carrot and pork rib soup, Link was planning.

After more than six years of growth, Link’s intelligence was almost fully restored, not much different from when he first offered his help to Elise Clark.

What troubled Link was that his Sea of Consciousness had been locked by an imposing power, rendering him unable to open it.

Even the connection to Franda had been thoroughly blocked.

His current spiritual power was just a bit stronger than his peers, not even reaching the average of a twelve-year-old in the Wizard World.

Despite his efforts, he couldn’t summon the Krypton System.

Without any buffs or extra help.

Even the knowledge he acquired in the Wizard World had been locked, he could only sense it, but not access it.

All these signs indicated that he had truly beco a six-year-old child.

Of course, being a six-year-old didn’t an he had to act immaturely.

Link had never hidden his peculiarity. He loved solitude, thinking, and reading.

His single mother, still bustling in the kitchen, was initially slightly surprised, but she didn’t reject his peculiarity, instead, she smoothly accepted her son’s uniqueness.

Exceptionally tolerant, exceptionally great.

There’s a reason Link, who didn’t want to disappoint her, often did things he didn’t want to do.

His single mother was originally a strong cultivator.

During her pregnancy, because Link would ditate subconsciously every day, absorbing too much nutrition and energy, her cultivation progress completely stopped and her body beca even weaker than an ordinary person.

It wasn’t difficult to change this situation, if Link could recover so power, or make progress in cultivation.

The seveth birthday Link had been waiting for, was the starting point of cultivation in “This World”.

Link understood that, whether this world was real or an illusion, in order to pass the test and achieve the goal of aiding Elise Clark, everything depended on cultivation.

Since he had to cultivate according to the thods of “This World” anyway, by the ti he had made progress in cultivation, it should be an easy task to nurture his single mother’s health and restore her cultivation, so why not?

Link has always held great respect for his mother.