I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession

Chapter 165 - 165 157 Oil Painting Punitive Witchcraft and Twisted

?Chapter 165: 157 Oil Painting, Punitive Witchcraft and Twisted Mind Chapter 165: 157 Oil Painting, Punitive Witchcraft and Twisted Mind It must not be hit by aggressive witchcraft, or this kind of personal spatial equipment will explode.

It must not be affected by the powers of spatial witchcraft, as that would result in irreparable damage, including but not limited to exploding, twisting and deformations that lead to the damage of items inside, and over-distortion of the space making it difficult to retrieve anything within…

Chen Xinmi listed a total of thirteen restrictions, successfully making Lin An feel that this thing was a tasteless item that was too good to throw away but of little use.

“Even so, you still want to do it?”

Lin An looked calmly at Chen Xinmi and nodded, “Yes.”

This world has never had anything perfect, at least he had never encountered it. Learning witchcraft erodes and distorts the soul, learning the Breathing Skill Furnace will burn away the foundation of a wizard…

Even his daily life, renting always faced the issue of being evicted, landlords wanting to hike the rent, landlords wanting to sell the property, the landlord’s son needing to get married… and owning a home came with its own set of problems, too: clogged pipes, water seeping down from the upper floor, neighbors who were difficult to reason with…

This world has never entertained the concept of perfection.

He could accept that.

The problem with the mobile personal space witchcraft item, when all is said and done, is only one—it’s unstable when subjected to strong interference.

But this does not conflict with Lin An’s current needs and situation.

First, what he needed was a place to conceal all the secretive and important items, and this item perfectly solved that issue.

He confirmed with Chen Xinmi, that even if taken before the top-tier Witch Hunter Knights, it wouldn’t be detected.

Chen Xinmi explained this with a set of complex theories and seeing that he didn’t quite understand, she gave the simplest example—the Tree Hole Organization’s headquarters has never been detected, not by the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, nor by her.

Secondly, having it on his person meant that indeed the personal space item could not withstand any massive attack and would be destroyed, but could he himself withstand such an attack?

Whether it’s witchcraft or the Witch-Hunting Knight’s attack, he currently had no means to defend himself. Just one strike from the kind of blade energy that could split a building sent by a Witch-Hunting Knight, and he would be dead.

If he was dead, why worry about his equipment exploding?

Lastly, and most importantly,

With a personal space item, he could place the witchcraft blanket inside and carry it with him, essentially gaining another means of saving his life!

“You have a good attitude,” Chen Xinmi, with her extensive experience in mind-reading and having seen a lot, could now tell even without using the ‘mind-reading’ witchcraft.

Lin An shrugged, “I like something Chen Shuyun once said, ‘The truth is, we don’t really have a choice.’

Indeed.

The truth is, we don’t really have a choice; we can only do our best.

Chen Xinmi fell silent, taking Lin An to the laboratory behind her office to begin setting up the ritual magic.

The walls of this room had many protruding brackets, and the floor was dotted with stands of various heights holding different aromatherapy candles.

“Place the chrysanthemum essential oils on the yellow brackets, the rose essential oils on the pink brackets…”

Chen Xinmi asked Lin An to help, and Lin An also quickly memorized every detail of these arrangements.

“You don’t need to learn by stealth.”

Chen Xinmi holding a slender medicinal cigarette turned to glance at Lin An, her dark red lips curving slightly, walked to an oil painting by the wall.

The painting depicted a middle-aged man wearing a monocle and reading in a study.

Suddenly, a slender, fair hand appeared in the painting, the black nails emanating a strange glow. It rifled behind the middle-aged man through the bookshelf and pulled out a book.

Yes.

She actually took it right out of the portrait!

Chen Xinmi pulled a book, about ten centimeters thick, directly from the painting and casually handed it to Lin An, “Take it, consider it your reward for going undercover as an investigator.”

Lin An’s eyes lit up as he took the book and looked at the cover, which read—”Spiritual Twisted Hollow Space.”

“This witchcraft originated from a Punitive Witchcraft used to punish traitorous wizards by twisting their souls.”

“Most wizards experience a ‘hollow emptiness’ of the soul after being punished…” Chen Xinmi exhaled a puff of smoke, raising an eyebrow at Lin An, “Simply put, they’re tormented into stupidity.”

“Later, some people dedicated themselves to researching ways to save their kin who had become emotionally numb following punishment.”

“He didn’t succeed in his research, but he achieved something else.”

“He successfully used this ‘hollow emptiness’ in the soul to transform the reality of ‘space,’ discovering that physical objects could actually be stuffed into a person’s soul.”

“Based on these research findings, the use of punitive witchcraft was banned, and all those who had been punished were raised, treated as ‘Space Chest Wizards’.”

“After that, various extended studies followed.”

Chen Xinmi indicated the middle-aged man in the oil painting with her hand holding the herbal cigarette, “This is a traitor wizard, whose face was flipped to create a painting, turning the wizard into a supporter and guardian of a library’s space.”

“I got this painting from abroad; its technology is inferior to the spatial artifacts we are about to create. It’s like an ordinary frame, susceptible to simple acts of destruction like dampness, fire, and impact tears.”

Colored ores, sulfur, charcoal, mixed with some rice paste, were smeared on the walls and floor between the lampstand and the circular platform in the middle of the laboratory using a small brush, forming intricate patterns.

As the flame on the end of a match approached, these patterns ignited, filled with a variety of colors.

The scent of various flowers emitted by the aromatic candles mingled, creating a unique sense of depth.

Chen Xinmi turned off the laboratory’s incandescent light, and Lin An then realized that the candlelight and flames were not blinding and couldn’t even illuminate everything around them.

The entire room was extremely dim.

Seeing Lin An’s interest in learning this, she simply couldn’t be bothered to move and stood to the side, directing Lin An’s actions.

In the center of the platform, there was a large bathtub with a ceramic feel and four golden legs.

Water was added to the bathtub, the wooden wolf head was placed inside, followed by a variety of materials.

Lin An even spotted Sichuan peppercorns.

“If you dare, you can climb into the bathtub now and undergo the ritual magic with it…”

Chen Xinmi glanced at Lin An, “You’ll find that the personal space artifact you end up making can only be opened by you, and when the artifact bursts open, a space will appear in your soul to accommodate and hold the items that fall out of the artifact.”

“There are no side effects, and this maintenance is one-time; you can’t access it at will, it must all be taken out in one go, and then the space witchcraft effect is completely lost.”

“At the same time, while you maintain it, you’ll feel ‘hollow emptiness’ in your heart, that feeling…”

Chen Xinmi clicked her tongue twice, looking at Lin An with a cold smile, “I’m afraid you won’t last a second.”

The black cat sat beside Lin An, looking sadly at Chen Xinmi.

“Meow~”

——She’s like this now because she exchanged hearts with her sister, leaving her own heart feeling hollow and empty, making life tasteless.

——She has been in this state for many years, every minute and second an agony.

Lin An pursed his lips and secretly stroked Miao Miao’s head in the dark to comfort her.

“Meow~”

——She’s not lying to you, this method indeed works, it’s just extremely unpleasant.

Heh~

Unpleasant?

What a joke! Scared? Me?

With a flip, Lin An leaped into the bathtub.

Chen Xinmi immediately laughed, “Are you not afraid I’m deceiving you, turning you into a space artifact as well?”

Not afraid.

Lin An smiled at Miao Miao beside him, “Let’s begin.”