Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 464 - 124 Young People, Should Be Full of Qi! _1

Chapter 464: Chapter 124 Young People, Should Be Full of Qi! _1

Two weeks passed in a flash.

The team cooperation training has been completed in three stages.

In the first stage, all members passed the interstellar battleship piloting as well as the command and operation of war tactics.

In the second stage, all members passed the group division, inter-group tactical drills, and the full squad exercises.

In the third stage, all members passed the live exercises based on Link’s personal experiences and some classic cases.

Although time was a bit short, thanks to the existing rapport, the cohesion of the ten-member team went fairly smoothly.

It’s impossible to say how strong their ability to execute tactics and actual combat power is.

They have to be realistic, they can’t deceive themselves.

But it’s also impossible to say that they have no competitiveness.

A bear’s power is just one, but a general’s power is a den filled with them.

Similarly, if Link, the team leader, performs well, the combat power that members can display is naturally going to be higher.

This morning, just as Link was considering whether to implement a fourth stage of training to bolster the team’s weaker areas, his personal smart computer received two notifications in succession.

The first was a summons notice, asking him to attend a meeting with the Dean of the Senior Division in the Administrative Building at exactly 14:00 today.

The second was a recruitment notice, again from Sandra Diomand to Link.

As Lanny had said, this recruitment not only targeted Link himself but also provided a quota for a ten-member team.

Link had anticipated this and was not surprised.

He didn’t rush to respond to the recruitment but planned to wait until after the meeting with the Dean to make a decision.

To be on the safe side, Link tentatively sent a message to Lanny Taylor to set up a video chat at a convenient time.

As a result, Lanny immediately sent back a communications request.

Link accepted the request and opened the communication.

“What’s up?”

Lanny’s voice mixed with a slightly noisy background.

“Are you back on the mainland?”

Link didn’t rush to bring up the main topic and asked curiously.

“No, at the academy headquarters, accompanying Sandra shopping. She’s trying on clothes.”

Lanny replied casually.

“Hmm…”

Link pondered for a while, deciding to change the topic, “I have to meet with the Dean this afternoon. I don’t know what we will discuss yet. To avoid conflicts, I haven’t rushed to respond to Wizard Sandra’s recruitment.”

“Oh, that.”

Lanny glanced in another direction before saying, “There’s no difference. The Dean of the local academy is Sandra’s third uncle.”

“Alright.”

Link could not refute.

“She’s coming out, gotta go, I’ll let you know if anything comes up.”

Lanny hung up hastily.

Putting down his smart computer, Link rotated his chair, looking out at the lawn outside the window, remaining silent for a long time.

“What’s wrong? Are you lost in thought?”

Jasmine walked into the study, her hands wrapped around Link from behind, her head resting on his neck, she softly asked, “Did you encounter something annoying, or are you dissatisfied with the results of the team cooperation training?”

“Neither.”

Link grabbed a delicate little hand, caressing it in his palm, “I just feel like everything in the world is like a big net, and people are like little birds. Birds in the net, they’re not free.”

“Really? If there’s something you can’t resist for the moment, don’t worry too much about it, leave it for later. There will be a day when we get stronger, break free from this net and be free. We are free to do anything.”

Although Jasmine didn’t know what made Link so sentimental, she still comforted him in her own way.

Be it a boy or a man, they can’t always appear as strong as they seem on the surface.

There will be times of vulnerability, or setbacks, depressions of the spirit.

Comforting, soothing, understanding, is far better than expecting them to be more competitive, criticizing this and that, or comparing them with others.

Indeed, Link’s mood eased a lot. He patted Jasmine’s hand and said, “Go and notify them to hand over the work they are currently doing. It won’t be long before we have to participate in the competition. Also, gather at our residence in the evening. There are some things I need to talk about.”

“Understood, I’ll go right away.”

Jasmine stood up straight, flicked the back of Link’s head and left the study.

Since Link formally responded to her, Jasmine started to let herself go more and more in front of Link.

She seemed likely to become quite assertive.

One could only say that as Jasmine chose to take Serene Wizard as her role model, she had already learned to be half similar in shape, and more than half similar in spirit.

Who knows when she might take a fancy to Link and decide to possess him.

After lunch, after a short rest, Link decided to go to the Dean’s office ahead of time.

Jasmine insisted on accompanying him.

With 15 minutes left before the scheduled 14:00, Link was already near the Administrative Building.

Jasmine stopped not far away, watching Link walk into the Administrative Building.

She seemed to be sending off a young soldier who was about to go to the battlefield.

Not to exaggerate, but this meeting could indeed be considered a battle.

A battle without gunpowder.

The Dean’s office occupied an entire floor at the top of the Administrative Building, the door was tightly closed.

There was a long bench in the hallway, Link sat down and waited quietly.

At 13:59, Link stood up and quietly knocked on the door.

“Come in.”

A deep, magnetic baritone from within the office.

Link opened the door, walking into the office, meeting the gaze of the Dean who was dressed in middle-aged male garb, and walked steadily towards the office desk.

Seemed to be unaffected by the oppressive gaze.

“Link Grande, reporting to you.”

After standing still, Link introduced himself in a calm and steady voice.

“Mmm, sit.”

The Dean pointed to the chair beside Link.