Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 109 - 82 - I Know You’re Panicking, but Don’t Panic Yet_2

Chapter 109: Chapter 82 - I Know You’re Panicking, but Don’t Panic Yet_2

And because of Planck, the teacher now feels very insecure, and insecurity leads to insomnia, insomnia affects work, and eventually, it leads to getting laid off and becoming a full-time housewife.

To secure the teacher’s career and to ensure I can press the locals and the Holy Maiden on the Nightlight script in the future, Wayne bit the bullet and decided to go along with it.

Property deed, huh? Hurry up and bring it to me to sign!

"Teacher, is that house very big?"

"Not too bad, a bit more spacious than the one you’re living in now."

So that’s just a bit more spacious then!

Wayne raised an eyebrow; such a big house surely needed a butler, and since he was hiring one, he had to get the best.

Philark!

As the saying goes, ’Constantly thinking of something will bring an echo,’ for the first time, Wayne felt that his distance from the butler was so close, that he would no longer be Young Master Wayne but Master Wayne.

But there was one troublesome issue: Philark was the butler of the Lando Family and was utterly loyal to them, so money couldn’t lure him away.

Ignoring loyalty, Mister Lando runs a bank, and he’s so poor all he has is money. No matter how rich Wayne was, he couldn’t outbid him.

Wayne: Here is two thousand bucks, sell me Philark’s employment contract.

Lando: Here’s twenty million, get lost.

Wayne: Alright, daddy.

"That’s just pathetic, I can’t even reject him in my fantasies..."

Thinking this, an image of Veronica appeared before Wayne’s eyes. No matter what, he still had to find a breakthrough with the Magician Girl.

"What are you muttering about over there, rejecting who?" Hefei raised an eyebrow.

"Teacher, I was thinking about the house. Do you remember the butler Philark from Enrold Town? I really want him, but he’s the butler of the Lando Family, so I can only dream." Wayne said with regret.

"Philark..."

Hefei smiled mysteriously: "If that’s what you’re thinking, I can help you."

"You know people from the Lando Family too, Teacher?"

"A few, not many."

Hefei patted Wayne’s shoulder and advised, "I’ll take care of this for you. Study hard and stop thinking about all kinds of nonsense. The Asylum doesn’t sound like a clean place. It wouldn’t be surprising if that old fellow was a madman."

"Don’t worry, Teacher. I’ve already forgotten who Schrödinger is."

"Schrödinger?!"

"The Asylum Director who just left, have you forgotten already, Teacher?"

"..."

Hefei fell silent for a moment, then said sternly, "Yes, that’s the name. Don’t bring it up again."

————

Hefei drove off, leaving Wayne with some good news before she left.

Sidney and the Void Lord had murky ties, and his faction was doomed to be purged. Not just a purge but a repeated scrutiny to not let any fish slip through the net.

Once matters settled down, Lundan would be at peace, and by then, Wayne could move freely without fear that his identity as a High Priest student would cause him any trouble.

By the way, he would accompany the teacher to a family banquet and meet her relatives.

Wayne shared the good news with Veronica immediately.

When he went to make the call, he suddenly found that the phone line in the big house had been cut.

"Damn, worthy of a Golden Mage, doing things so meticulously, much more professional than those four clowns before."

Wayne went out to the street, found a phone booth, and told Veronica the good news in the second instance.

Being naturally cautious, he didn’t specify who the teacher was, merely saying the teacher’s trouble was over, his imprisonment was ending, and he would soon be free.

"How much of the diary have you written?" Veronica asked straight to the point.

"Uh, you’re just concerned about that? Can’t you care about me a little?"

"Why should I care about you?"

"I’ll be writing a diary!"

"..."

It made sense, and Veronica couldn’t fault it. To celebrate Wayne’s release and his chance to start anew, she decided to throw a small party, inviting senior Chris and Vily, setting the time for one week later.

Wayne calculated the time; the teacher was swift and decisive, a week would be enough to clear the remnants of the former regime, so he readily agreed.

"Wayne, remember to bring your diary and write more these days."

"So you really enjoy reading documentaries that much?"

"They’re okay, but it’s mainly because Chris’s detective novels are so terribly written, and she keeps making me read them."

"My senior likes to write novels, that’s interesting, I must read them someday."

Wayne became interested and continued, "By the way, at the risk of being rude, was the sponsor of that evening’s party the beloved Miss Veronica?"

"Yeah, who else, you gonna pay?"

"No, I was just confirming."

Wayne smiled sheepishly, not daring to contradict Veronica’s haughty tone. From the scraps of information from Butler Philark, he had gained a rough understanding of the Lando Family.

There was no point in arguing. Veronica’s dad did business with the philosophy of taking from the people and giving back to them, and he was currently the top brother of the police department. Wayne didn’t stand a chance when it came to money matters.

Having hung up the phone, Wayne sighed deeply, patting the two thousand Xianling in his pocket, determined to pick up some decent clothes soon; he couldn’t let his teacher down.

"Speaking of which, these two thousand Xianling were given to me by Veronica..."

Wayne reflected on the past six months of his life. He ate potatoes for the first three months, and for the next three, he was either being kept by Veronica or mooching off his teacher, with virtually no income. He was purely living off others’ charity.

"Delicious indeed!"

...

In the basement, Wayne lay sprawled out, trying to maximize his contact area with the Four Elements that roamed around him.

When two Legendary Mages collided, a great number of the Four Elements were left homeless.

This time, they were truly homeless. The Void Lord was gone, and with no home to speak of, the stray Four Elements wandered through the sewers, ending up being gathered by the Magic Array in the mansion’s basement.

Wayne opened his heart, offering them a new home.

There’s an old saying, one should knock three times on the Void Lord’s grave for such immense virtue. The Void Lord had fought to the death, not just to push Wayne forward, but even in death, he allowed his disciple to take over his home.

"To the goddesses who come from the south and go to the north, and those passing by, please pause for a moment. Your faithful believer, Wayne, has something to say. Please bless the Void Lord with another life, and in the next life, he may meet me again." Wayne prayed sincerely, his Essence of Life being filled continuously by the Four Elements, and as his thoughts drifted back to the mansion in Enrold Town, he couldn’t help but mutter about the Void Lord’s goodness.

The number of Four Elements gathered in the basement was overwhelming, so much so that Wayne didn’t need to use any feelers; just lying still, the Fire Element took the lead and came to join him.

The situation could be described as the Fire Element charging ahead, pushing and shoving into Wayne along with the other three elements.

Five days later, Wayne’s Essence of Life was filled.

The moment it was filled, the shadow of a Hexagram flashed by, causing Wayne to shiver uncontrollably.

He couldn’t describe the pleasure he felt, extraordinary and beyond words, like an enlightenment of thought, making him feel as if his spirit and body were more closely connected, as if he and the world formed some kind of link, using his mind to feel the world, with a clearer vision than before.

I gradually understood everything!

Hissss!

Wayne looked down at the Great Eyeball on his chest and punched it shut.

"Who said you could look? What does it have to do with you?"

Wayne’s Essence of Life had been filled, but the glow of the Hexagram was fleeting. Earth, water, and wind remained unlit, while the already-lit Fire Element had once again distanced itself from the others.

He remembered his teacher saying, fill the Essence of Life first, then light the six points, and when everything is balanced, they’d connect to form the Hexagram.

"There’s too much of the Fire Element; that’s troublesome..."

Wayne faced a dilemma. He was too attractive to the Fire Element; earth, fire, water, and wind could never reach balance within him.

He might have been able to cast Fire Elemental Magic to weaken the reserves of the Fire Element and achieve the perfect balance of the Four Elements, but suffering from "squirrel syndrome," he couldn’t bear to waste extravagantly.

Moreover, the books said, weakening the elemental reserves was equivalent to weakening the power of the Hexagram. A Magic Apprentice had to push themselves to their limits before they could achieve balance.

Once earth, fire, water, wind, and void were perfectly balanced, everything would fall into place, and the Magic Apprentice wouldn’t have to try too hard. The Hexagram would naturally form.

"So the problem isn’t that I have too much of the Fire Element, but that I have too little of the other elements!"

Wayne frowned, facing another problem. When would the goddesses grant him a second Void Lord?

He glanced at The Book of Greed, which had an ample supply and was particularly greedy during the loot division.

The Book of Greed shifted its Great Eyeball away, not wanting to make eye contact with Wayne. If it had a mouth, it probably would have been whistling instead.

This path was a dead end; Wayne had to think of another way. Counting on the goddesses was not practical. Ultimately, you have to rely on yourself.

Wayne thought of Planck, the old coot who was crazily coveting his body and would likely not mind spending a bit more as long as Wayne agreed.

After all, it wouldn’t cost much. The major share, the Void Lord, had already been taken care of.

"You’re the one... Liberty Mage Alliance!"