Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique

"Hello."

While he was contemplating what was wrong, the demure and beautiful new classmate Iris sat down at the table next to Link and said hello softly.

"Hello."

Link came back to his senses and lightly shook the little hand that Iris reached out to.

"This is our first meeting, please take good care of me."

Iris had a sweet smile on her face, said a few polite words, and then listened intently to the class.

"first meet?"

Link frowned when he heard this word.

He felt something was wrong with this sentence.

It seems that I have seen this sister somewhere, and it seems that my sister's personality is not like this.

Not so demure, more lively.

"Strange, why do I think 'lively' is not enough to describe my sister?"

Link thought to himself and shook his head, feeling that he was getting more and more confused.

This has been the case since I was woken up by the abstract-looking English teacher in the last class.

Wait, what does an English teacher look like?

Oh, I remembered it.

He looks a lot like Lao Xu, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and "doesn't want his wife if he wants it"?

It's a pity that he doesn't have a beautiful woman like Cong Shan as his wife. I heard that he is a bachelor who has lived for thousands of years.

The kind where one person is fed and the whole family is not hungry.

Alas, why doesn’t anyone ask me, “Do you want a wife or not?”

At that time, I can shout out loud and righteously, "Yes"!

Hey hey hey...

Unknowingly, Link's thoughts turned away from his sister, and he thought about his happy life where he might get stabbed.

A Chinese class passed by in random thoughts.

"Can you go out and play?"

Sister Iris was not afraid of strangers at all, and actually extended an invitation to Link.

"No, I'll sit down again."

For some reason, Link actually wanted to agree, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed his mind.

It seemed as if something bad would happen once I walked out of the classroom.

"well!"

Iris sighed, a flash of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and then she became confused.

She no longer mentioned going out to play, and she didn't even go out by herself. She circled her hands, put her head down, and took a nap.

"well!"

Link felt disappointed, feeling as if he had done something wrong.

I don't know where I went wrong.

After staring blankly at Iris lying on the table for a while, her pupils vibrated up and down violently.

It's like two people are playing tug-of-war in their heads, and the pupils are the red threads tied to the rope.

It made my head hurt.

Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, go to sleep.

Helpless with the pain, Link lay down on the table. His pupils stopped shaking and his head stopped hurting.

"Can you go out and play?"

After waking up, I heard Iris's invitation again.

It turns out that another class has been completed.

What class is this?

"No, I'll sit down again."

Link thought for a while, but still felt that he hadn't slept enough, so he refused directly.

Hey, why the hell do I feel like sleeping just thinking about going out to play?

I am not Ah Q, who has a habit of shouting "I want to sleep with you" loudly.

By the way, who is Ah Q?

Which character in the article was taught in Chinese class?

This question came to mind, and Link began to look for Chinese textbooks.

One, two, three, four, five...

There are so many Chinese books in the desk drawer that I can’t finish them all.

Blah blah blah, blah blah, blah blah.

Link flipped through the book desperately, trying to find the Ah Q who liked spiritual victory and "was finally beaten by his son."

"What are you looking for?"

Iris was beside me and asked gently.

"What am I looking for?"

Link repeated the action of flipping through the book and repeated Iris's question.

He seemed to be asking Iris, and also seemed to be asking himself.

What is he looking for?

Are you looking for Ah Q, or something else more important?

Link couldn't help but feel frustrated.

He stopped what he was doing, with a deep sadness on his face, and faced Iris's confused gaze, and said dullly: "I seem to have forgotten what I'm looking for."

After saying that, Link suddenly felt that his eyelids were heavy.

He circled his hands, laid his head down, and fell asleep.

Iris looked at Link who was snoring slightly, her lips pursed, and she asked herself silently:

Ah Q?

Who is Ah Q?

Why has she never heard of it?

After hesitating for a while, Iris stretched out her right index finger and lightly tapped the side of Link's face.

A strange thought suddenly came to my mind. She seemed to have secretly kissed here.

Smiling and shaking her head, Iris suppressed this absurd thought.

We had only known each other for a short time, so how could we have kissed Link secretly?

I'm obviously not a lover, so how could I do such a shameful thing?

Fake, all fake!

Thinking like this, Iris took back her hand and sat upright.

The day passed like this.

The following ten days were like a replica of the first day after waking up.

Class, get out of class, class, get out of class, class, get out of class.

It seems that apart from these two things, nothing else should be done.

For example, refusing to hang out with Iris.

It seems like this is an evil deed that will cause great disaster if done.

"Can you go out and play?"

Iris waved her hand in front of Link who was stunned for an unknown number of times. Seeing that he had attracted attention, she extended an invitation.

Before Link could refuse, Iris deliberately lowered her voice and said, "I'll show you something fun."

After saying that, he firmly grasped Link's hand, dragged him and ran outside the classroom.

No room for rejection.

etc.

Outside the classroom?

Have I ever left the classroom these days?

As he was being dragged out of the classroom, Link had questions in his mind.

While adjusting his running posture, he recalled the experiences of the past ten days.

The result was a lonely memory.

What the fuck have I been doing these past ten days? Apart from going to class and finishing get out of class, there is nothing else.

Eating, drinking, having diarrhea and sleeping, only sleeping happened.

And slept a lot.

I was often chatting with Iris, and suddenly the two of them fell asleep on the table together.

The pictures of class and get out of class also looked very blurry, like a mosaic.

What was taught in class and what the teacher said were all changed.

Sometimes he looks like a human being, and sometimes he doesn't look like a human being.

Sometimes it sounds like a real sound, and sometimes it sounds like a sizzling electric current.

It's weird, I don't know what I'm doing.

Iris ran faster and faster, and the wind whistled in Link's ears.

Link noticed something was wrong, looked down and saw that he was running in the sky.

What you step on is no longer ceramic tiles, but light white clouds.

No wonder it feels like I'm stepping on cotton, without exerting any effort.

"Aren't you surprised?"

Iris looked back at Link, whose brows were always furrowed, first with questions, and then with emotion, "You're really not surprised."

"surprise?"

Link was puzzled, "Why are you surprised?"

"I'm surprised I can fly."

Iris raised her eyebrows and said.

"oh."

Link replied blankly, not knowing how to reply.

He remembered that he seemed to be flying, and he was flying higher and faster.

Iris spoke again at this time: "I have been here for so many days, attended so many classes, and come into contact with so many teachers and classmates, and I feel that the only one who looks like a human being is you."

After a pause, Iris emphasized: "Just like you and me, we always need to sleep, and no one else sleeps."

Link suddenly burst into laughter.

Smiling and laughing, tears overflowed unconsciously.

"So you don't think they are human beings. I thought I was the only one who felt this way."

"Yeah?"

Iris squeezed out a word through her nose, and then asked thoughtfully, "Do you feel that you are special? Do you feel that you are incompatible with this world?"

"Have it?"

Link pondered deeply.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that what Iris said made sense.

In the past ten days, he has been like Truman in "The Truman Show". He is a real person, but his life is fake.

Wait, fake?

As soon as this thought emerged, it was like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark night.

It’s more like the singularity Big Bang created the universe.

The world in Link's eyes seemed to be wiped clean by a thick layer of mist covering the glass, becoming clear in an instant.

Where is the sky? Where are the white clouds? Where is the school?

They are all streams of flowing 0s and 1s.

Only Iris in front of her was real, with the rainbow mark on her forehead flashing.

Five thick data flow chains were tightly tied to Iris's wrists, ankles, and waist, restraining her.

Iris kept running forward, but stayed in place.

Link didn't know when he let go of Iris' hand.

The whole person was pulled up to infinity by the power that came from nowhere.

Until he is squeezed out of the world composed of countless data streams of 0s and 1s, he becomes an "observer" who has nothing to do with the data world and can only watch and cannot interfere.

This process gave Link the feeling that the bug could not be killed and could only be kicked away.

Iris, who inspired Link and awakened him from ignorance, is still trapped in the world of data.

At this moment, Iris looked around blankly, seemingly forgetting Link's existence and why she came to the clouds. She walked back to the classroom dejectedly and continued to repeat her life of going to class and after class.

Link understood somehow, he was a supporting character and an audience member.

Iris is the protagonist of this game.

When will she wake up from the state of ignorance and cut off the five data flow chains on her body, this game will be truly over.

Link was just a passer-by who entered by mistake.

This game did not belong to him, so he was kicked out after it was perceived that it might have an unknown impact on the situation.

"Master, master, where are you?"

Flandre's voice sounded in Link's heart.

"What's wrong, Flandre?"

Link responded to Flandre while observing Iris' movements.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Flandre burst into tears and accused Link.

Well……

Link quickly focused his attention on the "small world", concentrated, touched Flandre's little head, and comforted him: "Master is always here. Flandre is so cute, how could Master leave Flandre behind? .”

"Master lied!"

Flandre, who was crying so hard, put her hands on her hips, raised her little head, and said angrily, "Master is a big liar! Flandre just couldn't find him, and she couldn't pull him into the 'small world'. "

"Accident! This is an accident!"

Link repeatedly comforted, apologized, and promised, "It won't happen next time. There will definitely be no next time!"

"snort!"

Flandre pouted her mouth and tilted her head, still angry.

Link patiently rubbed Flandre's little head. Feeling that his anger was almost gone, he asked, "Flandre, what happened just now? Please tell me."

"snort!"

Flandre snorted angrily, and then gave an answer,

"The colorful halo of that special ruined world flashed, and Flandre didn't know what happened at that time.

After waking up, I found that the woman whom the master and his wife hated came to a strange space.

This space is very similar to the master's sea of ​​consciousness, between reality and illusion, existing and not existing.

The extra rainbow mark on the forehead of the woman whom the master and his wife hated flashed and emitted strange fluctuations.

This space seems to be breathing, adjusting the breathing frequency little by little, constantly getting closer to the fluctuation.

When the two get together, your souls will not know where to go if you are a woman that my husband and his wife hate.

Flandre couldn't sense the existence of the master's soul, but she was scared.

I shouted as hard as I could, but the master ignored me.

Flandre wanted to go out and wake up the master, but she couldn't get out, and her head was bumped all over. "

As she spoke, Flandre put her hands on her waist and rubbed her head gently.

When Link heard this, he was thoughtful.

No wonder he still feels like there's something wrong with his current state.

It turns out that he is still in an out-of-body state!

Take a deep breath.

Sure enough, there was only the action of inhaling, and the corresponding feeling of the soul, but there was no actual inhalation of air.

Link closed his eyes, concentrated all his attention, and tried to operate "Occlumency" to activate the "multi-threaded thinking" state.

"Occlumency" is operating as usual, and the "multi-threaded thinking" state is cooling down.

But this cooling is exactly what Link needs.

Through his connection with the system, Link connected with his own sea of ​​consciousness and "summoned" his soul into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then pass through the sea of ​​consciousness, enter the "small world", and then return to the physical body.

The reason why he took such a big detour instead of returning directly to his physical body was because Link was not sure whether his soul was contaminated with something he shouldn't have.

Even a trace of breath!

With the help of his authority as the World Master of the "Small World", Link mobilized a large amount of source power at that moment to wash away his soul.

After making sure that the soul was safe and that no one was left behind, he returned to his body.

Without opening his eyes in a hurry to take action, Link used the mental examination method of the True Spirit Wizard and the specialized medical examination method of Riversoth Academy to conduct a full-body self-examination on himself from the inside out.

After realizing that everything was fine, he opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings.

This is a strange space with contradictions in every aspect.

Life, death; reality, illusion; narrow, boundless...

There was a vast expanse of white in all directions, and except for Iris beside him, there was nothing else.

The one-ring rope-like magic weapon used to bind the two people has disappeared.

Iris was suspended in the air, lying horizontally, with her eyes closed and breathing evenly, like a demure sleeping beauty.

The rainbow mark on his forehead flashes and resonates with this strange space.

Link looked directly at the rainbow mark on Iris's forehead, as if he was seeing a world composed of countless strings of 0s and 1s.

Suddenly, Link understood where the two souls had gone.

In Iris's dream!

Combining the information that Iris is suspected of being half a fellow villager, the special features of the special ruined world, the wizarding world's emphasis on the parallel universe behind the special ruined world, and the accumulated knowledge, Link made a bold guess:

As long as Iris can wake up from her dream, she can become the master of this strange space and the GM of this special ruined world!

Of course, these are just Link's guesses.

Everything will have concrete results until Iris wakes up.

"Is there any way I can help a bunch of Iris?"

Link has never been one to rigidly follow rules.

You won't really be a spectator just because you know inexplicably that the protagonist of this game is Iris.

He stared at the rainbow mark on Iris's forehead and thought about it.

The principle that one needs to tie the bell to untie it seems to be applicable at this time.

Since this game is a dream, we should start from the dream and use the dream to make the dream.

Link had learned the witchcraft from a true spirit wizard, which was related to dreams and could play a role at this time.

However, this witchcraft has a drawback.

That is, the caster steals the dream of the subject, and accidents are prone to occur during the interaction with the subject in the dream.

For example...the union of souls.

Link hesitated.

What to say about this chapter.

I felt it was necessary to write this, but I also felt it was a little watery, so I deleted, deleted, and revised it.

Writing a book is too difficult for newcomers, and there are pitfalls everywhere.