Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

Chapter 234: Chapter 45: Picking the Soft Persimmons_3

Translator: 549690339

She would appear petty and provoking trouble for no reason, which would easily irritate people.

Thinking again and again, she couldn’t come up with a good way to vent her anger.

Jasmine couldn’t help but huff with anger, her cheeks puffed up like two small buns.

They were white and tender, plump and bouncy.

“Okay, that’ll be it.”

Elise quickly made a decision, filled in a few names, and handed back the list of “papers”.

Along with the list also came a large box.

At a glance, you could tell it was filled with at least 500 standard first-grade Magic Stones.

Before Link could ask, Elise started explaining, “This is our custom in the North District. Many people like me who don’t like research, and have academic points requirements, buy authorship with Magic Stones.

Generally speaking, 200 Magic Stones can buy a third authorship of an ordinary ‘paper’. If the quality is high, an additional payment can be made later on.

Considering that we have provided so much experimental material, we’ve made a discount for the Magic Stones we’re giving you, which is not too much, right?”

So that’s how it is.

Upon hearing this, Link suddenly understood.

He took the list of “papers” and the large box, and responded, “That’s fair, very reasonable.”

“Alright, is that all?”

When not acting crazy, the straightforward Elise handled things with the decisiveness of a strong woman, without any delay.

“Yes, that’s all.”

Link took a sip of his drink and got up to leave.

With a bang, Jasmine forcefully set down her cup and got up.

It had been a long time since she had to plot and scheme, she was out of practice. She was suppressed from start to finish and couldn’t find an opportunity to interject.

So annoying!

“Wait.”

Elise suddenly called for them to stay.

“What else is there?”

Link frowned slightly, intuiting that something unpleasant was about to happen.

A crazy smile appeared at the corner of Elise’s mouth, “Tracey Lucia and her group are having a party, would you like to go and take a look? It just so happens that Monroe’s confinement has ended, you could call him over too.”

Saying that, Elise picked up her vibrating handheld smart device, took a look at it, and laughed heartily, “What a coincidence, as soon as we mentioned him, he sent an invitation, asking me to come calculate scores with him.”

This is an attempt to regain status and face by instigating the isolation of members from the “Pure Blood Will” within the Righteous Faction!

When Elise found out from Serene Wizard that Link was conducting a comparative study on the world’s ecosystem, she immediately sought cooperation, presumably for this purpose as well.

“Why should the New Blood of South District, get involved in the business of you folks from the North district?”

Link waved his hand in direct refusal, “I won’t go, you have fun without me.”

As soon as his words fell, Link, together with Jasmine, headed straight out of the door toward the laboratory building.

Elise smiled meaningfully, not attempting to hold him back further.

Some things are inescapable even if one tries to avoid them.

What’s meant to come will inevitably arrive.

“What does she mean?”

Mentally prepared not to stoop to the level of a crazy woman any more, and having regained her usual intelligence, Jasmine asked in puzzlement.

Just a moment ago, she had the feeling that Elise was up to something mischievous and she wanted to make Link fall into her trap.

Link remained silent for a moment, then said in a rather solemn tone, “News about Lucia’s Family wanting to kill me has probably spread. In the future, anyone or any power that has a disagreement with Lucia’s Family, will likely try to use me as their weapon!”

Hearing this, Jasmine also fell silent.

These were necessarily going to happen and it was impossible to steer clear of them in advance.

They could only take one step at a time.

Trying to maintain their own pace without being easily manipulated by others.

“Don’t worry too much, I have a plan.”

Seeing Jasmine’s worried look, Link comforted.

But no sooner had the words left his mouth that Link’s expression suddenly changed.

Monroe Lionel was actually waiting under the laboratory building, blocking the way of Link and Jasmine.

Looking at his positioning, was it necessary to make a trip?

Did he really think he was a pushover?

To be manipulated at will?