I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 197 - 179 The Positive Feedback Loop of Witchcraft and

Chapter 197: 179 The Positive Feedback Loop of Witchcraft and the Furnace (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 197: 179 The Positive Feedback Loop of Witchcraft and the Furnace (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

Forms a positive cycle of witchcraft and Breathing Skill Furnace?

Unconsciously, Lin An has become more and more like an Antler Person, daring to think and act, always taking the lead.

There’s even this strong Antler spirit of ‘I was born to blaze trails for this world, and everyone else just needs to follow behind me.’

Just, very foolish behavior.

But also particularly proud, with a feeling of ‘doing this makes me feel awesome.’

Maybe, this is the kind of noble and domineering presence of Antler that Professor Cao spoke of.

Lin An quite liked this state.

Especially when the ‘ambition’ in his heart burned fiercely, it became even more intense.

Unlike the burning emotional wildfire of ‘chasing thrills’ in the past, this new burning ‘ambition’ did not drive him mad.

It gave him the feeling of ‘Ah, I feel truly alive now,’ ‘living like a real person.’

The most interesting road, among the paths of soul and spirituality, is this one.

The taxi soon arrived downstairs of the six-story building opposite the community where Lin An’s own house was located.

The shop owner and two other wizards were already waiting there.

He was obviously more enthusiastic than Lin An, inviting everyone to see their future new home.

Caidai Witch, holding his daughter, looked at him doubtfully, and the shop owner raised an eyebrow, putting his arm around Lin An’s shoulders, “Lin An is the Great Commander of the ‘Sorcerer’s Sanctuary,’ I’m the Deputy Commander, mainly in charge of logistics, personnel, activity planning, and so forth.”

This had been previously agreed upon by Lin An and the shop owner.

The shop owner thought this was especially interesting, being not just the logistics boss of the ‘Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order,’ but also of the ‘Sorcerer’s Sanctuary.’

He understood the fun and thrill of this ‘double life’ even better than Lin An.

It’s a kind of innocent and simple joy, like playing house.

“I’ve bought this entire building, which has six floors.”

“The first floor along the street has several shops, which will later be run by our wizards’ families, with businesses such as eateries, stationery, hardware, nurseries, and amusement parks. We’ll do business with the outside world but also provide a canteen, supply of goods, and services for our own people.”

“Come, come, let’s go in from the back; there’s a walled courtyard for the building, perfect for turning the first floor into a reception hall and meeting room for the organization.”

The shop owner, animatedly describing his plans, led the four new organization members floor by floor.

While doing so, he turned back to look at Caidai Witch, “Your child should also be starting elementary school, right? Leave this matter to me.”

Caidai Witch had always been cold towards the shop owner, disliking how he stole the spotlight from Lin An at this time; but when it came to his daughter, his expression softened, and he thanked him gratefully.

But honestly speaking, while the shop owner had influence in the mundane world, Caidai Witch was also a wizard with decent strength who had been in the Supernatural World for many years and naturally had his own methods.

“I’ve already made reports to have an elevator installed in this building, which will be convenient for the wizards’ families with the elderly and children.”

“This building has two stairways, each floor houses four families; I will arrange for someone to renovate it, one floor will be transformed into eight single-apartment units by tearing down the original layout, allowing more wizards to move in.”

“But for now, just leave it as it is. There is a fully furnished apartment on the third floor, with a four-bedroom and one living room layout; you three can move in there first.”

“There’s also one on the sixth floor, which for the time being will serve as our archives room.”

While saying this, he took everyone to look at each floor, explaining little by little the future layout of the organization’s headquarters.

Unlike the Tree Hole Organization’s witchcraft-type commercial headquarters, the small, albeit dilapidated and gloomy, building gave the wizards a feeling of living in the sunlight.

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Everyone listened eagerly to the shop owner’s description, their eyes shining with anticipation.

Lin An stood by, smiling as he observed their spirit and sensed their thoughts, especially pleased with the three of them.

When they reached the archive room on the sixth floor, the shop owner started to register them, and Lin An got to know the three of them better.

They represented three generations: old, middle-aged, and young, plus the little girl, making up for four generations.

The old man and the middle-aged man had come together because of Caidai Witch’s call to establish contact among wizards.

In other words, both men were bachelors.

But they were bachelors with a difference.

The middle-aged man’s real name was Wang Quan, a truck driver in the real world, “I’ve been driving trucks for most of my life, and yet my own wife was killed by a car.”

His expression dimmed at the mention of this, “On the day she died, I awakened my Sorcerer’s Bloodline and turned into a monster, and I never sought another partner afterward. My parents are taken care of by my younger brother back in our hometown, I occasionally send some money to help out.”

This was the grievance of a middle-aged man who hated driving trucks yet had no choice but to continue driving to earn money.

He had chosen the codename ‘Lottery,’ hoping it would remind him of the family and parents who had named him ‘Quan,’ as he navigated the increasingly crazy Transcendent path.

The old man’s real name was Han Qing, a retired accountant, “My family thinks I am dead. Every Tomb-Sweeping Day, my silly son even weeps at my grave.”

He was an optimistic and cheerful old man, “I’ve lived a rule-abiding life, and now that I’m old, I don’t want to be a burden to my family. I faked my death and came out to enjoy life, and it’s been wonderful.”

But his spirituality told a different story— “My daughter-in-law couldn’t stand the sight of me, an old and lonely man, and my son is afraid of his wife. I didn’t want to make it difficult for my son, so I decided to leave that family.”