Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest

Chapter 104 Interrupting Spellcasting
Li Weiguo sighed in his heart.

If I had known this guy was so arrogant, why would I have asked him what he thought of other teams? Wouldn't that just give him a chance to show off?
"Have you assigned all the professions to your team?" Li Weiguo decided to change the subject.

"It's settled." Yan Yu nodded and said, "Lin Ning and I will follow the path of Sword Immortal, Su Yunjin will cultivate Dharma, Zhao Jiuzhen will be the assistant officer, and Chen Lingyun will be the envoy."

"Yeah." Li Weiguo nodded. The distribution of these occupations was relatively balanced.

Current research within the military suggests that sword immortals and magic practitioners are more inclined towards offense, while assistant officers and envoys are more inclined towards containment.

The most reasonable combination is three to two, that is, three attacks and two distractions.

Of course, Li Weiguo would not use the theories of those old scholars to press Yan Yu's head and say, "You must match it like this."

But Yan Yu was just the right match, which gave Li Weiguo a subtle sense of security.

"Judging from the system of the Magic Sword Assistant, how long will it take for the team to complete the transformation?" Li Weiguo continued to ask.

"Lin Ning and I have adapted to the Sword Immortal profession and can now display our initial combat capabilities," Yan Yu explained. "Su Yunjin is still learning Taoism and hasn't yet begun practicing. Chen Lingyun and Zhao Jiuzhen are similarly lacking suitable envoys or magical weapons."

This was actually half-truth. Yan Yu, having been a mortal in his previous life, relied on external energy storage devices to fight, so he chose the Sword Immortal class, which consumed the least amount of energy on average. Although he would choose the Assistant Officer's Puppet Master class in this life, his combat experience as a Sword Immortal wouldn't be lost, so he could easily play the Sword Immortal role—the Sword Immortal class happened to be the one that required the most technical experience.

As for Zhao Yuanzhen, although her real profession is a puppeteer, the Qiansi Sect also likes to refine sinister magic weapons, so it is no problem to let her disguise herself as a magic weapon assistant officer.

Li Weiguo didn't know the hidden meaning of Yan Yu's words, so he just nodded and said:
"Envoys and assistant officers are indeed very dependent on external resources. If you need any supplies, please let me know. If there are any related secret realms later, I will do my best to secure opportunities for you to participate in the battle."

"Okay." Yan Yu nodded.

He would definitely look down on the supplies obtained by the military monks while exploring low-level secret realms.

At the very least, it has to be at the level of Longquan Mountain Secret Realm.

But for this level of secret realm, I was the one who led the Zhendong Army to conquer most of them! After the battle, I looked at the supply catalog and directly reserved it. Do I still need to choose?
So unless you can get your hands on the inventory of the other three armed forces, there is no need to pick them. It is a pure waste of time.

Oh, when will there be new secret realms to conquer?

Yan Yu left the principal's office and walked slowly towards the outside of the school, ready to go home.

At the school gate, he saw Su Yunjin standing at the door, looking around as if waiting for someone.

"Why are you here?" Yan Yu walked over and asked, "Where are your parents?"

"They went back." Su Yunjin replied, "I took a taxi. Do you want to go back with me?"

"Yeah." Yan Yu nodded.

It’s strange. It was just me and the demon girl living together outside of school, so how come the whole team suddenly moved into the villa?
But if you think about it carefully, it is really unlikely that you would live in a school dormitory instead of a villa.

"I've already explained my mother's misunderstanding to her." Su Yunjin continued, "Don't mind it."

"Oh, I wouldn't mind." Yan Yu said calmly, "This kind of thing is very normal. Every time Lin Ning calls home, her father asks her if she has found a boyfriend. At least your family hasn't urged you to, right?"

"Haha." Su Yunjin covered her mouth and laughed, "Indeed, I often hear Ningning complain too."

"The marriage rate is getting lower and lower now, and young people don't like to date anymore." Yan Yu continued chatting, "There are especially many leftover women in big cities, so it's normal for your family to be anxious."

"But from my perspective, you don't need to be anxious."

"What's the reason?" Su Yunjin asked.

"The emergence of leftover women is that there is no opposite-sex person who meets their standards for a spouse in their social circle." Yan Yu explained calmly, "But you are the most outstanding group of cultivators in Lu Country. There must be a large number of outstanding talents gathered around you, so there will be no shortage of potential spouses." "Yes, that's true." Su Yunjin nodded.

The cool breeze of the summer night blew slowly, ruffling the hair on her cheeks. Su Yunjin used her slender fingers to tidy up her hair and suddenly asked:
"Captain, you..."

"Oh, here we are." Yan Yu interrupted her and said, "The car parked in front is the one we called, right?"

"Yes." Su Yunjin glanced at the license plate.

"Then let's go." Yan Yu said.

The two of them got into the back seat of the car. Su Yunjin looked out the window quietly, watching the scenery quickly pass by.

In the reflection of the car window glass, Yan Yu's profile was clearly visible. He was looking down at his mobile phone.

"We should be home around 9:30." Su Yunjin said.

"Yeah." Yan Yu responded.

"Captain," Su Yunjin continued, "Do you have any..."

"Wait a moment." Yan Yu suddenly interrupted her.

He clicked on the voice call in the chat window and put the bottom receiver of the phone to his ear.

Although Yan Yu did not turn on the speaker for the sake of the driver, Su Yunjin, who was sitting next to him, could still vaguely hear the woman's crying voice:
"...Yan Yu, they are all dead... So many people died..."

"Don't worry." Yan Yu pressed the [Voice Input] button and said in a deep voice, "Listen carefully. Seal off the apartment immediately. Block the main door with a cabinet, close the windows, draw the curtains, and nail them shut with wooden boards if possible. Mute both your and your father's cell phones and confiscate them from you. Mute the TV, too. If there's a call, remember to cut the phone line and don't open the door to anyone."

"Your family's water reserves should be enough to sustain you for two weeks. After two weeks, the situation may improve. Watch the news on TV every day and avoid going out unless necessary. Remember to place an upside-down glass bottle behind your door at night to protect you from intruders. Don't be afraid."

"There's one more question." In the distant city of Amur, Anna was hiding in her apartment, nearly collapsed, her fingers trembling as she tapped on her phone. "My mom's in a residential complex far away."

"Don't worry about your family." Yan Yu said calmly, "The most important thing for you now is to save your life and your father's life. Staying in the apartment is the safest way."

"If you're really worried, you can call your aunt. She's quite kind to you and your father. But remember to wait at least three days before calling again. Otherwise, if your aunt asks you and your father to seek refuge there right now, given your father's personality... I'm not sure he'll make the right choice."

"I understand." Anna quickly tapped the send button and then pressed the phone hard against her chest.

Her messy blonde hair was loose and there were traces of tears on her face, as if she was crying hysterically after an emotional breakdown.

But Anna quickly opened her eyes, and this time there was no panic or fear in her eyes, only determination, toughness and ferocity.

I know magic, and I have supplies at home...

I won't die, and neither will Dad...

We all have to survive...

Outside the apartment, black smoke was rising from the distant street, and dense gunfire could be heard from time to time.

The security officers were setting up defenses, but these defenses were quickly broken through by the psychics.

Their original identities ranged from local gang members to low-level laborers and unemployed people, but now they all have only one identity left:
Illegal psychics.

An illegal werewolf psychic who has been infected with the "lycanthropy virus" and is no longer afraid of gunfire.

(End of this chapter)