Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 114 Invitation to the Witch Sisters' Gathering

Chapter 115 Invitation to the Witch Sisters' Gathering

"Well—" Zhang Qingzhe hesitated.

"Our truck driver association offers excellent benefits. I can help you skip the contract stage and, based on your skills just now, get a permanent position directly, enjoying the benefits of a civil servant with six types of insurance and two types of housing funds."

"Six types of insurance and two types of funds?" Zhang Qingzhe was indeed a little tempted.

"That's not all. They pay for thirteen months of the year, with high-temperature allowances in the summer, heating subsidies in the winter, and generous holiday benefits."

"Really?"

Zhang Qingzhe was somewhat shocked!

It seems that being a civil servant is the most comfortable job in any world.

"Don't worry, we're legitimate government employees."

Gray Eyes was indeed a sharp-eyed man, recognizing Zhang Qingzhe's potential at a glance.

At this moment, he was willing to pay any price to bring this promising talent into his camp.

"Hmm," Zhang Qingzhe had just shown a hint of wavering when Xia Qiwei's cool voice interrupted.

"He won't join the Card Masters Association."

She took a step forward and stood beside Zhang Qingzhe: "He will join our Witch Sisters Club."

"Wait, Professor, I haven't—"

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Before Zhang Qingzhe could finish his protest, Xia Qiwei grabbed his hand.

Without saying a word, she dragged him along and started walking out of the woods.

"Hey, young man!"

Grey Eyes called out from behind, "If you change your mind, you can come find me at the Card Master Association anytime! Just say you were referred by Grey Eyes!"

Xia Qiwei dragged him for quite a while until the hunters were completely out of sight before letting go of his hand.

"Why go to a place like that, where all sorts of people mingle?" she asked, her tone displeased. "It will only hinder your future development."

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"But their treatment does sound really good—"

Zhang Qingzhe muttered to himself, the longing for a "stable job" from his previous life still seemed to be subtly haunting him.

Xia Qiwei turned around and looked directly at him: "Our Witch Sisterhood has better benefits."

"You mean—go to the Witch's Bar to help those 'little witches' who can't afford clothes?" Zhang Qingzhe couldn't help but complain.

"That's just one of the benefits!"

Xia Qiwei's ears turned slightly red, but she forced a calm tone, "There are many other—resources."

Seeing her stammering, Zhang Qingzhe almost rolled his eyes.

It seems that this witch sisterhood really can't offer anything decent in terms of treatment.

But Xia Qiwei then gave another reason.

"If you want to keep climbing the path of magic, you can't indulge in the comfort of the system. That kind of environment will only slowly wear down your sharpness and breed laziness."

"----is that so?"

"Don't you want to become a [Grand Card Master] as soon as possible? Don't you want to master the technique of [Resurrection Cards] as quickly as possible?"

"Of course I want to."

"Then I should join the Witch Sisters."

Xia Qiwei's voice became deep and powerful, with a certain seductive charm, "The Witch Sisterhood has passed down many secret techniques, which are memories from a distant, barbaric era."

"Isn't this illegal?"

"If you want to achieve anything, you must be unrestrained on the path of magic. Even if you pretend to be law-abiding in your actions, you must be a lawless madman in your spirit. Only by breaking free from the constraints of society can you truly reach the realm of the extraordinary."

Without hesitation, she painted a picture that captivated the heart.

Zhang Qingzhe remained silent for a moment, using this time to think things through carefully.

He was indeed trapped by his past habits of thinking, and always unconsciously pursued a so-called "iron rice bowl".

But in this turbulent magical world where danger and opportunity coexist, if you want to reach the top, you may not be able to resist the comforts of a greenhouse.

Even after getting into the car, Zhang Qingzhe was still weighing the matter repeatedly.

Outside the car window, the scenery flashed by.

The mountain path is like a slowly unfolding scroll painting, each frame tranquil and beautiful.

An unidentified bird darted across the treetops, its wings cutting through the damp air;

Small animals peeked out from the roadside bushes, then cautiously retreated.

A babbling brook meanders around the foot of the mountain, its sound clear, cool, and far-reaching.

If it weren't for the fact that this area was designated as a "Dragon Disaster" danger zone...

That might become a popular tourist destination, bringing considerable revenue to Green Island City.

He gazed at the scenery outside the window, then looked at Xia Qiwei through the reflection in the car window.

The scales in her heart began to tip slowly in a dangerous direction. Xia Qiwei glanced at him, her slender fingers lightly tapping the steering wheel: "Are you still thinking about the Card Master Association?"

"Oh, not really." Zhang Qingzhe turned his gaze away from the window and answered truthfully, "I was just thinking about it casually."

"You don't need to worry about the future path."

Xia Qiwei's tone was one of certainty and composure: "Master, I will arrange everything for you."

While keeping an eye on the road ahead, she methodically planned out: "First, you need to finish your university studies and solidify your foundation in card-making techniques and practical skills. During this time, I will introduce you to the Witch Sisterhood and help you obtain the qualification of a Free Hunter."

"After that, I'll try my best to get you a guaranteed spot in a master's program. After that, whether you choose a research-oriented or practical approach is up to you. However, my advice is..."

She turned her head slightly, a sly smile playing on her lips: "I want both of them."

After listening, Zhang Qingzhe was speechless for a moment.

This meticulous, long-term planning style —

It doesn't feel like something a master should be doing; it's more like something a mother would worry about.

However, a witch is probably such an extreme kind of creature:

Even though it's none of their business, they might get involved with unusual enthusiasm.

And they can easily shirk their responsibilities when it is theirs to be.

In any case, this is not a bad thing for Zhang Qingzhe.

Having a clear and promising path in front of you is always better than blindly groping your way forward.

When the topic of rapidly improving one's strength came up, Zhang Qingzhe suddenly remembered another question: "Professor, I would like to learn how to make [Intermediate Cards]."

Xia Qiwei gave him a strange look, her slender eyebrows slightly raised: "It's good to be ambitious, but isn't your progress a bit too fast?"

Zhang Qingzhe wanted to learn how to make intermediate-level cards, but he was actually aiming for the No. 6 battery cards.

But if I say it directly, I'll inevitably be questioned by Xia Qiwei about its purpose.

He can't very well admit that he needs to use it to "cheat" his way to the top.

So, after thinking for a moment, he gave a more ordinary reason: "I just want to improve myself as soon as possible."

Xia Qiwei seemed to accept his statement and nodded slightly: "That's not impossible. However, if you want to officially produce [Intermediate Cards], according to the regulations, you must first obtain the [Junior Card Maker] qualification."

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