It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

Late at night, Lin An, who returned from Antlers Headquarters, checked on Chen Shuyun and came to his own space in silence.

This place is still a scorched earth, just like his mental state after building the furnace.

Descending from the long and continuous mountains, the broad plains were all dark. From time to time, a breeze would blow, picking up a pile of ashes and floating in the air.

Only the small river meandering down from the depths of the mountains still flows quietly.

Lin An found a stone, blew the ashes on it, turned around and sat down.

Before I could sit down, I heard a crunching sound, and all the stones turned into powder.

Obviously, his previous indiscriminate bombing here had completely destroyed everything around him.

He simply sat on the ground with his legs crossed, looking at the somewhat illusory boundary of space on the horizon in silence.

The ugly head was bouncing on the ground, frantically chasing a stubborn rat that survived, and occasionally bouncing on other people's heads.

"Lin An, Lin An, what's wrong with you?"

The mouse couldn't hold himself any longer and lay on the ground, pretending to be dead. No matter how much his head tried to toss, he rolled his eyes and remained motionless, so his head ran over again in boredom.

"I'm just a little confused..."

Lin An can only confide his feelings to his head. Although after a while his memories turn into traces of the past, his head will naturally know about it. But for him, his head is one of the few things in his lonely life that can make him feel good. Someone to talk to who is relaxed and treatable.

"I understand~"

It looked like I know you too well, and said cheerfully, "You just ran to fight against the top witches that far exceeded your strength, so you just felt powerless. Please, where are you? But I have been practicing since I was a child.”

"Besides, can wizards be judged by their age?"

"Don't think that the Chen sisters are similar in age to you, but you think they have to be like others. If not, go and beat up the lottery and the old accountant. These two people have been practicing for a lifetime, and they are not as good as you for more than half a year. You can do it with them Find a sense of superiority in yourself.”

His head suddenly lowered his head and grabbed a corner of an earthworm's head or tail, twisting it and swinging it up.

Lin An smiled and shook his head.

He simply lay down, put his hands under his head, and his eyes were empty and unfocused.

"An orphan like me has been looked down upon by everyone since I was a child, and I am used to being alone. In fact, many normal people's desires are not that strong for me."

"What I wanted from the beginning was to find my own place in this world. To have a place of my own in this world, to be sheltered from the wind and rain, to be able to close the door and ignore everything outside..."

Lin An's eyes were blurred, and he murmured softly. His head became quiet, and he jumped aside and fell silent.

"Later, I finally got a house and a place to live in my heart. What I longed for at this time was to finally take a good look at the world. I wanted to save some money so that I would no longer be busy at work and devote my life to Both body and mind are liberated.”

"At that time, I knew that I could not seek fame or fortune, so I gave up and stopped asking for it. I just lay down and pursued my individuality and freedom in life."

"Then I had your eyes in an operation..."

Lin An turned his head and looked at his head, smiling slightly, "I haven't had time to say thank you to you, your eyes have brought me a different life."

His head grinned, "Don't say that, it's not because you have my eyes that I can come to this world. You know, spirituality resides in the depths of the soul, where it is very dark and boring, and everything looks like... It’s like a mirror, hazy and unreal.”

Lin An smiled and looked at the night sky again, "Now that I have the ability to seek fame and fortune, my individuality and freedom cannot be so thorough. I have to adapt to the laws of society, and I have to work with everyone in the project. Personal communication, to make a game.”

"Everyone has different ideas, and everyone wants to express them. The tool man theory mentioned by the little boss is wrong. No one is a tool. Making projects is a process of mutual compromise, and then the works will be the result of collision. soul."

He smacked his head and mouth, and sighed, "It sounds a bit complicated."

Lin An laughed, "There is nothing simple in life."

"That's true." Head tutted.

"The same goes for the extraordinary path." Lin An raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you notice? This is very similar to the practice of the Witch Hunter Knight, a kind of spiritual power under discipline."

"The spiritual power of wizards tends to go to extremes, which is the power that bursts out the strongest emotions and the most extreme self."

The head's chin tapped the little beetle on the ground, taking it as a nod, "It's the complete opposite force."

"Yeah." Lin An's eyes were dark, "Real society and the supernatural world, witch-hunting knights and wizards are all on opposite paths."

The expression on his head became weird, "Anzai, you are the one who wants everything!"

Lin An was happy and grinned, "Yeah, greedy guy!"

"Still laughing! That's why you can't digest the 'hesitation' emotion in your heart." The head vomited, "You are not happy to choose 'ambition', and you are not happy to choose 'twisted cruelty'. What do you want?"

"That's the point!"

Lin An pursed his lips and pondered for a while, "Do you still remember the wizard's practice method I figured out?"

Hey, my brain really can't tell. It has to search for traces of spirituality, as if searching in an endless list. The list is too long, it's too lazy, just give up.

"The theory of digestion."

Lin An didn't expect his head to help him think clearly, "After emotions arise, they form strong desires, just like 'hesitation' breeds 'ambition' and 'twisted cruelty'."

"Then the mind guides, which requires a strong will, and then the body behaves accordingly."

"Emotion - desire - wish - practice, this is the theory of digestion."

The head looked at Lin An in confusion, "Since you know it, why haven't you digested the 'hesitation' emotion?"

Lin An said nothing.

Because he is confused.

The desire for fame and wealth in the real world and the desire for strength in the extraordinary world are two completely opposite paths.

He no longer has nothing, and he can't just let it go without asking for anything.

The game company's projects are running, and there are too many people working hard on the development direction he presides over, so how could he not want to?

The same is true here in the supernatural world, antlers, wizard academy, witches, black cats...

The head chuckled, "Want to hear my advice?"

Lin An was stunned for a moment, looking up and down his head in disbelief.

"What's that look in your eyes!" The head was angry, "You know nothing, this is called listening to the inner voice, do you understand? Have you never seen the movie? Whenever the protagonist is confused, the character responsible for guiding the protagonist will say this - Follow your heart! Listen to your inner voice!”

The truth is this.

But after everything becomes visual, it sounds so weird.

Seeing that it was going to keep nagging again, Lin An quickly made an expression of listening attentively and comforted it, "You say, you say, I'm listening."

Only then was his head satisfied, and his expression became serious.

Although its messy hair was always flowing with blood, its skin was as black as a bruised mummy and it was swollen, and when it opened its mouth, it was dark and bleeding...

"Let go, put everything down for the time being, don't think so much."

My head imitated the intonations of those wise men in the movies, lengthening the syllables and saying in a deep voice, "Do whatever you can!"

"Do your best!"

Good guy, even his English is perfect.

6!

After finishing this, he stared at Lin An with a wise expression on his face, "So, get moving!"

Lin An was still lying on the grass with his head in his hands and shrugged cheerfully, "Okay, okay, what do you think I should do now? In terms of gaming, I drew two spiritual portraits today. In terms of transcendence, today I not only re-read the book "Ignite the Heart", but also had a real battle."

"Forehead……"

The brain thought about it, okay, it can't think effectively, it can only constantly mobilize memories from the past.

Not sure what it was recalling, it looked at Lin An with some confusion, "Speaking of the book "Ignite the Heart", when you were faced with Chen Xin's obsession, why didn't you release this scorched earth witchcraft and turn the entire hillside upside down? It's all blown up. At this level, she may not be able to stop it."

"I let it go."

Lin An waved his hand, and a 1.2-meter-diameter fireball floated in the air, emitting dazzling light. "This is its normal state. Every time it is used, it is a distortion of the soul. The accumulation of such distorted power, To completely ignite it and release it is to cast a spell in a cathartic state, which is what you call blowing up the entire hillside.”

"Then you are saving up!" Head said he didn't understand, "It's like charging a battery, always maintaining a state of catharsis that can be cast at any time!"

Lin An looked at him helplessly, "It's emotions that are accumulated, you know? If I maintain this state, I will look like a madman."

My head didn’t agree, “Is it crazy?”

this……

Lin An recalled the past memories and shook his head, "It will be an overly excited state. It's not too crazy. It's like getting chicken blood."

"That's it!"

"What's wrong with being a little crazy? You're not a normal person."

His head started to mutter, "Anzai, move!"

Lin An thought for a while and nodded, "Maybe I should really listen to some inner voices."

With that said, he turned over and climbed up, patted the ashes on his clothes and looked at the scorched earth.

He actually liked the feeling of casting spells. No one could refuse the extraordinary power, even if it looked so weird and had such strong side effects.

But extraordinary power is extraordinary power, existing in everyone's fantasy and in everyone's desire.

He is just resisting killing and hates the life of fighting and killing. He likes a peaceful life and likes to create beauty with his hard-working hands. The only bad thing about the extraordinary world is that no matter how beautiful everything in front of you is, it is like a castle in the air and may be destroyed at any time.

This is the reason why he resists the extraordinary path.

The chaotic thoughts in his heart were running at high speed in the furnace. The antlers pierced out from the top of his head and submerged into the spiritual world, leveraging the spiritual energy, and the threads of thoughts were continuously amplified.

Every contradictory thought is being strengthened, so it becomes more and more contradictory.

If you keep cutting, it will become messy.

then……

Lin An put his hands in his pockets and looked at the scorched earth with an inexplicable expression. A huge fireball with a diameter of 1.2 meters suddenly appeared next to him.

The surface of the fireball rolled with lines like magma. It was not as erratic as flames, but more stagnant.

Fans of Chen Xin will feel that the fireball released by Lin An does not look like witchcraft. This feeling is correct. This fireball is actually so similar to Lin An's thoughts, as if it is the reflection of the furnace in Lin An's chest in the real world.

It is natural and round, so it does not radiate any heat to the surroundings.

It was extraordinarily bright, even a little dazzling, which was also a reflection of Lin An's chaotic thoughts. There is a faint restlessness and desire in my heart, wanting to let my heart influence the world.

It is witchcraft, and it is also the craft of the furnace.

It is Lin An's perception of the extraordinary world. It is Lin An's unique perception. It has the perception of witchcraft and the skill of the furnace, nothing more.

Phew~

The fireball floating aside roared over, hit the ground, and exploded violently. The surrounding soil sprayed high, and a burning smell filled the air.

That was the mouse that just pretended to be dead. It had just managed to slip far away and struggled to dig out a hole in the ground. But it did not escape its fate after all. It flew up in a charred posture.