Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

“You should rest first.”

Arriving at a brand new tent, Assad bids farewell and then leaves.

Link watches him go, then turns to pull open the door curtain and climbs into the tent.

The inside of the tent is not small and is divided into several areas.

There’s even a washbasin.

Link puts down his bag, flops onto the bed, pulls out his handheld device, opens the information sent by Assad, and starts to read seriously.

When it comes to matters of life and death, no amount of care can be too much.

Time passes as he studies earnestly.

The next day comes quickly.

While it’s still dark, Assad informs Link to gather via a spiritual link.

In front of the Intelligence Agency’s barracks, six team members line up by height.

Boss Otis, with his square face, stands in front of the team, looking each person in the eye for two seconds from left to right, then says, “After the mission starts, follow instructions for all actions, and don’t make any rash decisions. Is that clear?”

“Understood!”

Assad takes the lead, and others follow, shouting unanimously in response.

“Let’s go!”

Boss Otis waves his hand, taking the lead to board the flying vehicle parked nearby, which highly resembles a Chinook helicopter.

When everyone is on board, the flight vehicle immediately activates, entering a comprehensive cloaking state including, but not limited to optical, acoustic, and spiritual aspects, and leaves the base.

From a high altitude, the base is in the shape of a Chinese character for field, with the teleportation portal at the very center.

The scenery inside and outside the base is completely different.

Inside the base, everything is identical to the Wizard World except the living conditions are a bit harsh.

Once you leave the base, the world changes entirely.

You can see all sorts of greenery everywhere between heaven and earth.

An evergreen primeval forest stretches as far as the eye can see.

Tall, bizarre rocks and mountains stand straight up to the sky and cover extensive areas, numerous in number, like bamboo shoots after a rainstorm.

Three differently colored “suns” hang in the sky.

One yellow, one red, one white.

Except for the absence of floating rocks, Link feels like he has arrived at Pandora Planet from the movie Avatar.

Everything in front of his eyes is so similar.

No wonder when dissecting a fairy before, Link felt like he had seen a similar image somewhere.

Add a long tail to the fairy, lengthen its body, and you have a perfect replica of the Navi People.

Perhaps because of the similar ecological environments, similar species evolved.

Link could only guess in this direction.

The cloaked flying vehicle moves quickly between numerous mountains and crosses over dozens of primeval forests. After covering an unknown distance from the forward base, it finally begins to slow down and decrease its altitude.

It seems they are about to reach their destination.

Link, following Assad, unbuckles his seatbelt, stands up from his seat, and walks to the side door, ready to skydive.

Standing near the door, Link adjusts his “Defender 3202” suit to a jungle camouflage style, and puts on a transparent facemask that covers his entire face.

This facemask has a powerful air filtration and purification function that can block all known poisonous gases in the Fairy World.

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

Controlled by spiritual power, it can switch between team communication and private communication modes.

A backpack containing several sets of miniaturized experimental equipment is securely fastened to his body, not hindering his movements.

Link checks his condition from top to bottom a few times to make sure he is good to go and meets the standard.

The flight vehicle lowers its altitude again, preparing to launch the team.

As there is still time, Link gives Assad a light elbow nudge, selects private chat mode, and asks the question that he has been holding back since yesterday, “Are we just taking action like this? Don’t we have any plan?”

Assad looks at Link with a strange look in his eyes, and curiously retorts, “Plan? What plan? The most meticulous plans can still fail if the enemy doesn’t cooperate.”

“So, screw the plan.”

“We’ll adapt to whatever comes!”