I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 49: 049 Like… this? Chapter 49: 049 Like… this? ——Yunjuan Yunshu, the meditation breathing technique you mentioned in your posts is really useful, and I want to delve deeper into it. How should I go about it?

In the afternoon, the young boss came to drive Lin An to see Professor Cao. Hesitating for a moment, Lin An left the red string at home and didn’t bring it with him. Right now, he was in the car sending a message to that yoga blogger.

From initially wanting to snap Chen Shuyun’s neck, to letting the wild fire in his heart burn uncontrollably in the middle of the night, to being engrossed in various lethal whip skills come noon…
Lin An keenly felt that he might need a method to restrain his inner emotions.

Unlike the hallucinations of demons and ghosts encountered in past life experiences, the surge of inner desires was harder to detect, yet greatly influenced his behavior.

Of course, the first step of killing Mr. Liu’s Spiritual Grey Wolf was an unchangeable decision.

To restrain the surge of emotions.

Yet, this was similar to not acting out when facing hallucinations. The method was to calm oneself down. The difficulty only deepened a step, from restraining behavior to restraining inner thoughts.

He did not want to follow the path of a wizard and become a Sorcerer Zombie, step by step. Just thinking about Chen Shuyun suddenly going mad made him shudder.

How sad.

From not wanting to become a neurotic, to now not wanting to become a madman…
Lin An thought for a while and continued typing on the private message interface on his phone.

——I really need this, and I hope to receive your guidance, Yunjuan Yunshu. I would be grateful.

He opened Yunshu Yunjuan’s homepage and tipped him some money, all he could do next was to wait quietly.

“We’re here.”

The young boss got out of the car first, taking out a bunch of drawings from the trunk and leafing through them. Noticing Lin An’s gaze, he shrugged his shoulders, “These are the blueprints for Mr. Cao’s villa, I need to see what he thinks.”

Lin An smiled without speaking.

It seemed that the young boss hadn’t completely left the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order; he was still carrying out the responsibilities of the ‘Yi’ Branch, painstakingly supporting the Witch Hunter Knights.

They entered Doctor Zhang’s clinic, weaved through various electronic devices, and arrived in the inner room.

Professor Cao casually flipped through the drawings and stuffed them back to the young boss, “Keep the layout of the armor workshop; whatever else is up to you.”

“What do you mean ‘up to you’?” the young boss said, showing Professor Cao the tablet, “There’s a ‘New Chinese’ interior design that’s very popular now, and…”
Professor Cao just shook his head, “As long as it’s habitable, it’s fine.”

The towering, muscular man looked tired, pointing to a touch of gray at the tips of his hair, “See this? Who knows how many days I have left to live; it’s not worth wasting money.”

“Ah, this…” The young boss was visibly confused.

Just then, a chubby hand wrapped around him; it was Doctor Zhang, “Don’t listen to Mr. Cao’s nonsense, come on, let’s go outside. You tell your uncle what ‘New Chinese’ means. I also need to prepare a wedding room for my daughter.”

The young boss seemed to want to say more, but Doctor Zhang’s arm had a unique force, continually leading him towards the outside of the clinic.

He opened his mouth, finally turning to say to Doctor Zhang, “Young people don’t necessarily like the New Chinese style; I think your sister would probably prefer European-style.”

“European-style?” Doctor Zhang paused.

“Of course, our local Witch Hunter Knights all pretend to be reclusive experts, each doing their own thing. The foreigners, whether they are Witch-Hunting Knights or Wizards, are trying to spread their culture, seeking more recognition in the ordinary world. European style is quite popular here now.” The young boss could not help but ridicule the transcendental world of his country.

“You don’t know shit,” Doctor Zhang laughed and cursed, hastily dragging the young boss out to the roadside.

He looked back at the clinic and sighed softly, “Lu, it seems like your Mr. Cao has really aged; otherwise, with his explosive temper, he would have come out and beat you up after hearing what you just said!”

The young boss fell silent.

“Sit~” Professor Cao said to Lin An with a gentle look, pointing to the chair opposite him.

“We agreed on recuperating here at Mr. Zhang’s for a month, but because of this investigation into wizards and Sorcerer Zombies, it’s going to be delayed.” He sat shirtless, revealing his brawny muscles, with several cups attached to his back.

Lin An just smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, your health is the most important thing. I have been reading the books you gave me.”

Professor Cao, however, looked at Lin An with surprise, “When it comes to wizards and Sorcerer Zombies, you don’t seem to be surprised?”

Lin An sat down obediently and said earnestly, “My boss told me that in ancient times, Breath Consumption relied on the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Later, as the Qi of Heaven and Earth dissipated, people sought power within themselves and felt the existence of the Spirit Realm. By consuming spiritual energy, they called it Spirit Consumption. As the first generation of explorers collectively devolved into Sorcerer Zombies, people began to seek new methods, known as Spirit Consumption 2.0.”

“Then the witch-hunters cultivated with the spiritual energy filtered through human bodies, which is known as Spirit Consumption 3.0, but it seems that now Witch Hunter Knights and wizards have entered the era of Spirit Consumption 4.0.”

Professor Cao let out a cold laugh, “One dares to speak, the other dares to believe.”

“Ah?” Lin An was bewildered.

Isn’t it like this?

“If it’s just different cultivation factions, why can’t those wizards who are chased and attacked in our country turn to the Witch Hunter Knights’ methods?” Professor Cao countered, “Is it because they are foolish? Their brains can’t make the connection?”

“Perhaps it’s because they don’t have the Witch Hunter Knights’ heritage?” Lin An pondered.

“Of course, that’s not it,” Professor Cao snorted coldly, “No matter which faction of domestic Witch Hunter Knights you’re talking about, the introductory materials for knights’ apprentices are all in books. If you ask around in the park, you’re bound to find an old man who can explain ‘The Eight Animal Plays’ more thoroughly than you.”

This time, Lin An was totally confused.

“Nature’s magical creation shows, there are always people with talents that make others envious, who can easily perceive the existence of spiritual energy in the Spirit Realm. Add to this, the incident in the past where the blood of the great sorcerers was mixed into drinks, making such chosen ones increasingly common.”

“They naturally start higher than cultivators and easily sense the aura of the Spirit Realm and easily gain the power of the Spirit Realm, which allows them to display powerful witchcraft in a short time, far surpassing the work of ordinary cultivators over several years or even decades.”

“They feel the aura of the Spirit Realm too easily. No matter how they cultivate, they will ultimately be influenced by the spiritual energy of the Spirit Realm and return to the path of casting spells.”

“After all, for them, that is the most correct path.”

Lin An stared at Professor Cao dumbfounded and blurted out subconsciously, “Isn’t that very good?”

“In the beginning, everyone thought it was quite good, and the world was filled with hope,” Professor Cao squinted his eyes, “just as in the beginning when everyone found the Spirit Realm and thought a new era was coming.”

“The chosen ones…”

He muttered that term, looking at Lin An, “The ‘heaven’ they refer to is the Spirit Realm. They are the darlings of the Spirit Realm, but not the darlings of the ordinary world. As they devolve into Sorcerer Zombies, they do become stronger and more capricious.”

“But the problem lies in this capriciousness. The human heart is a terrifying thing. When all inner desires are magnified under the influence of immense power, it truly becomes monstrous.”

“Monsters, Sorcerer Zombies, demons, no matter how you describe it, they are a disaster to the world of ordinary people, and this is the significance of the existence of Witch Hunter Knights.”

Professor Cao’s expression turned serious, “You haven’t seen a real Sorcerer Zombie. If you had, you would know that the existence of Sorcerer Zombies allows the Spirit Realm to appear directly beside them. Ordinary people influenced by that high purity of spiritual energy can easily become a diluted version of Sorcerer Zombies.”

“They can’t even count as demons; their minds are filled with terrible desires, uncontrollable desires, thinking every moment how to realize those desires.”

Lin An swallowed hard, frightened by this scenario.

It sounded like the demons in hell from novels, which would bring hell to the human world and cause ghosts to run rampant.

“Is there really no way for wizards, then?” Lin An was somewhat unwilling to accept this.

“Of course, there is!” Professor Cao smiled slightly, “The wisdom our ancestors left us is vast, with methods such as Subduing the Heart Monkey, Restrain Self and Return to Ritual, Hold One and Keep to the Center… and many, many more.”

“Foreigners are also looking for their way, but most are more esoteric. Their most mainstream method now is to entrust themselves to faith, forcibly creating a constraint for themselves.”

As he spoke, Professor Cao raised his eyebrows at Lin An, “Tell me, what’s a characteristic of Sorcerer Zombies?”

Lin An couldn’t help but think of Chen Shuyun’s right hand as he replied discreetly, “It’s said that they devolve into various animals, beastification?”

“Hahahaha…”

Professor Cao laughed, tears filling his eyes as he gazed at Lin An and lifted his finger to his own head, “Like… this?”

As he spoke, a pair of sharp spikes suddenly protruded from his thick hair.

The spikes soared upwards, rapidly branching, growing larger and larger until they turned into a pair of huge antlers.

“!!!” Lin An leaned back, staring blankly at the scene, drawing in a breath of cold air.