I Might As Well Quit This Lousy Wizard Profession-Chapter 31 - 0 Black Cat Portrait

Chapter 31: 031 Black Cat Portrait

Chapter 31: 031 Black Cat Portrait

The rainy season in Shenhou City arrived suddenly, with fierce winds, torrential rains, and surging thunder, causing great inconvenience to travelers.

For Lin An, the biggest problem was that he could no longer wait in the corner of the Software Park Garden until late at night to take the subway home.

Standing at the subway station, he watched the giant lizard running out from the depths of the subway tracks, silently, his lips pursed as he slowly adjusted his breathing.

Using the image of a small deer to enter the Deer Play Breathing Skill was certainly quick and convenient, but that breathing technique couldn’t be sustained for too long.

Lin An certainly did not want the subway to transform back into a giant lizard the moment he stepped into the carriage.

He didn’t know how to interact with the subway, nor did he know when the doors in front of him would turn into the fangs inside the lizard’s mouth.

Sometimes knowing more only increases fear of these illusions, but Lin An didn’t allow himself to shrink back in the face of this fear.

He could only try his best to think of ways to cope.

The image of a cat’s tail wasn’t very helpful in entering a state of the breathing skill, unless he supplemented it with the ‘Spirit Cat Body Stretching Skill’, but he couldn’t possibly strike such an embarrassing pose in public.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

Maintaining the state of the breathing skill, he squeezed into the carriage with the crowd, swaying towards the outskirts of the city.

But this method still wasn’t sustainable, and Lin An inadvertently slipped out of the state of the breathing skill.

Some say that city life is stressful and many people are psychologically subhealthy.

Lin An agreed with this conclusion.

At least, most of the terrifying illusions he had seen came from places like the elevators in the software park, the subway during peak commute hours, and so on.

Something that looked like a giant gecko, yet also like a giant salamander, clung to the ceiling of the carriage, pressing its upper body against the window and opening its mouth filled with white wrinkled pores toward Lin An.

Its cry was somewhat like the wail of a baby.

It was irritating.

Lin An sighed, looked up, and to his shock, he saw a huge flower stuck to the top of the carriage, its countless roots hanging down, wriggling and spinning silk in mid-air like maggots.

These monstrous illusions sometimes disappeared suddenly, indicating that someone else’s gaze had shifted away.

But sometimes new monsters would appear, and sometimes they would appear all at once.

Therefore, Lin An had to be careful with the floor and the handrails, because accidental touching or stepping on them could interact with these spirits, which not only spoke but also took the opportunity to cling to him.

He could only maintain his original standing posture motionless, not wanting to expend energy discerning which things were real and which were illusions.

Once, when his hand got tired and he changed his grip on the handrail, he grabbed onto a monster’s tongue by mistake.

“…”

Lin An simply closed his eyes and focused his attention on the black cat.

He didn’t know if he could fully depict that black cat upon returning home.

Everything seemed so terrible.

The disappearance of the black cat meant he had no chance to make up for it.

Only a small glob of dark golden blood was left, and his own spirit reminded him to save a little, which meant he was also running out of dark golden blood to help.

Most crucially, with the little boss noticing that a wizard had installed surveillance cameras in his office and planning to bring in the Witch Hunter Knights for an inspection, and with Lin An’s unfortunate awakening as a wizard during his trip to Yunlu Mountain…

The pressures layered on top of one another.

And ultimately, they materialized into a text message notification tone on his phone.

Lin An opened his eyes and took out his phone to have a look.

Oh~

He closed his eyes again in despair.

It was time for the monthly mortgage repayment, and although it was still a while away, they sent a reminder every now and then, was it to remind him to perform well at work and not lose his job, right?

Hehehe, if you lose your job, you’ll lose your house too~

Damn it!

Lin An felt that the world was fucked up beyond belief, the harder he tried the more fucked up it was, the more he struggled the more fucked up it became.

He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, finding that compared to complex breathing techniques or wizard’s meditation practices, the methods for adjusting mindset described in the yoga blogger’s post were more useful to him.

Letting his thoughts drift, closing his eyes, allowing himself to enter a state of emptiness, undisturbed by the complexities of the world.

Finally, he dragged his tired footsteps back home.

After a shower and changing into loose home clothes, he shoved the annoying Ugly Head aside and sat at the long table, pouring some ink into a small dish.

Picking up the brush and dipping it into the ink, he began to trace each line with focused precision.

Now, all Lin An could rely on was himself.

Boom! Boom! Boom!~~

Accumulated thunder outside the window finally burst forth, streaking through the pouring rain, and illuminating the entire room.

The sound of the wind, the rain, and the thunder accompanied each other.

The annoying chatter from Ugly Head became a distant backdrop to the milieu.

Lin An quickly submerged himself into the same sensation he experienced while painting; as the ink spread, it seemed like nothing else existed but him, the memory of the black cat in the depths of his mind, and the brush in his hand.

Dark golden light surged outside the window, yet he was oblivious to it, his eyes appearing empty and unfocused.

Gradually, his condition improved, and his eyes too began to turn a dark golden hue.

Boom!

Thunder roared once again, so close this time that the sheer loudness made his hand tremble, resulting in an ugly line across the long table.

“!!”

Lin An blinked and was stunned to find that the black cat he was painting had extended well beyond the edges of the paper.

He had only been painting a cat’s head on an A4 sheet, but he had filled only two-thirds of it with his brush, inadvertently extending the remaining third onto the table next to the sheet.

He quickly set the paper aside and grabbed a rag to wipe the table clean before the ink had a chance to dry.

“I think I need a bigger piece of paper…”

He remembered the small store at the entrance of his school, where they sold large sheets of Xuan paper or something like kraft paper; but looking at the torrential rain outside, he hesitated.

Now was not the time to waste.

He had to finish the painting as quickly as possible. Even if it wasn’t perfect, at the very least, it should allow him to enter the state of the ‘Spirit Cat Body Stretching Skill’ and ‘Deer Play Breathing Skill’ effortlessly.

This…

Could be his only chance at survival.

The plan was to avoid being identified as a wizard, not to flee the city by night and then face an endless pursuit for the rest of his life.

And it wasn’t just the pursuit of the Witch Hunter Knights he had to worry about, but also the manhunt by wealthy individuals and big internet company bosses who would pin the blame on him.

That would be the dumbest move!

After thinking for a bit, Lin An simply walked over to a wall cabinet next to the kitchen, opened it, and pulled out a courier bag that had been opened.

Inside was a white satin curtain.

The curtain felt luxurious and had received lots of praise on the lifestyle sharing software. Lin An had snagged this discounted clearance item with his quick fingers.

But to hang it up…

Well, this piece of white curtain was somewhat creepy, not quite fitting his aesthetic.

Unable to return it, he had kept it.

Lin An quickly spread it out on the floor, kicked off his slippers, held the ink bottle in one hand and the brush in the other, and crouched down, ready to paint on it.

Strangely, he swiftly returned to that state of spirit-filled painting, as if he was especially suited for this kind of work.

However, immersed in this state, he didn’t see the enormous dark gold-colored world outside the high-rise window.

Otherwise, he would have been too frightened to use this method.

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Wasn’t this just performing witchcraft? And in his own home, no less, virtually signaling to the Witch Hunter Knights how to find him.

Lin An felt fantastic.

He didn’t even need the help of the dark golden blood; he could feel his mind working better than ever, never before had he felt his head so useful.

He even managed to adjust his strokes based on how the ink was absorbed by the curtain and monitored the diffusion to control his painting process.

Assuming a horse stance, with a single grand stroke, he drew a mischievous yet powerful line that represented the curve of Miao Miao’s back, a delight to behold.

As he waited for the ink to spread, Lin An went back to the beginning to draw the cat’s head.

After a few strokes, he moved to the edge of the curtain to sketch the cat’s tail.

Then he added fur to Miao Miao’s back, filling in the fluffy texture.

For a moment, he felt as if he were truly creating art. His mind was not fixated on the cat’s expressions but instead on that unique restless feeling. He savored the cold agitation of the dark gold blood as he meticulously laid down each stroke.

With the ink diffusing, infused with his spirit, and the continuous rain outside pouring down…