[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit":3,"chapter-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-404":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Wizard: My Occupation Panel Has No Limits",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2221295,4031,"Chapter 404: Beware of Dog, Do Not Approach","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-404",404,"\u003Cp>On the edge of the Vital Star Sector, on the highest observation deck of the flagship \"Monarch,\" Cassandra stood still like a statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distant starry sky had lost its once magnificent order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those Wizard warships, which were originally arranged neatly like a steel forest, now floated scattered in the void, like withered branches ravaged by a hurricane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every ship shadow was telling the pain of failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metal fragments left by the explosion shimmered in the starlight, like a shattered mirror reflecting desperate light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, a few severely damaged frigates drifted past slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cracks on the hull were shocking, and the distorted internal structures and solidified blood could be seen vaguely inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great Wizard Melvis’s Third Fleet has begun to retreat. Their communications officer claims they need to 're-evaluate tactical value'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra did not turn around, just stroked the surface of the observation window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The living crystal trembled slightly under her touch, as if it could feel the anger in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Evaluate?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was terrifyingly calm, but those who knew her well knew that this calmness was often the calm before the storm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What they are evaluating is how to run further away before I get completely angry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant swallowed, and fine sweat oozed from his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even from so far away, he could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the Tower Master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pass the order down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice remained calm, but the killing intent contained within made the temperature of the entire observation deck drop sharply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Any fleet that retreats without permission will be treated as mutiny. Execute the 'Purification' protocol.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant’s face turned as pale as paper instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"Purification\" protocol meant annihilating the entire warship along with the crew, leaving no traces behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tower Master... if we do this, it might trigger a larger scale of...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you questioning my decision?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra’s voice was as sharp as a blade, and the light in her violet eyes became more dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adjutant knelt on one knee immediately, his head almost touching the ground:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Subordinate dare not! Executing your order immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the adjutant left trembling, the observation deck returned to silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra stared at the starry sky outside the window again, watching those fleets that were dispersing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even the allies who have followed me for so many years have begun to betray...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stroked the Conquest Card on her chest, feeling the power contained within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, even this power seemed so insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the private cabin, the Flesh Altar was exceptionally active today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those wriggling blood vessels crawled on the ground like snakes, trying to weave into some meaningful pattern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But every time it was about to take shape, it would distort strangely, eventually turning into a crying face again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra strode toward the altar, every step making the floor emit a dull sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her emotions were near the edge of losing control, and the void power in her body began to leak unconsciously, forming a purple energy vortex around her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ancestor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pressed hard on the center of the altar, her palm almost embedded in that mass of wriggling flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fresh blood immediately seeped from between her fingers and was greedily absorbed by the blood vessels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your descendants are about to be buried here by that group of traitors! I need your power! I need your guidance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But unexpectedly, the Flesh Altar suddenly convulsed violently, as if undergoing some kind of indigestion reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the blood that had just been absorbed was actually spat out, forming a pool of dark red liquid on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood vessels began to wriggle on the ground, slowly writing a few crooked words with blood:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tastes bad... too bitter...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra froze, staring at the blood words on the ground in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even your altar has started to dislike me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anger erupted from the bottom of her heart like a volcano, and purple concentrated magic power danced in the cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The decorations on the walls began to melt, and the air itself distorted and deformed in her anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to lose control completely, the Flesh Altar suddenly started to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the voice that came out was not the strange, paradoxical, eerie voice of the King of Absurdity, but a childish voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma, Great-Grandpa isn't home; he went to play somewhere else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra froze, her full anger turning into confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This address made her feel inexplicable, but what made her even more unhappy was this relaxed and casual tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great-Grandpa said he is playing a very, very big game of chess right now and cannot be disturbed. But he left a note for you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the child’s explanation, a note actually slowly \"grew\" out from the center of the Flesh Altar, like a plant sprouting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The texture of the note looked very ordinary, but a few lines of crooked words were written on it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very busy lately, don't bother me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Solve things yourself if you have them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chess game is at a critical moment; one wrong step and the whole game is lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——Left by your dear ancestor\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end, a stick figure with its tongue sticking out was drawn, looking like a casual doodle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra stared at this note, which was clearly perfunctory to the extreme, feeling her sanity slipping away crazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dignified Wizard King actually responded to her plea for help in this way?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When you let me walk this path, you didn't have this attitude!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice began to tremble, not knowing if it was anger or despair:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that you need to take responsibility, you play deaf and dumb?! Is this the bearing of a Wizard King?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Purple magic power swept through the entire cabin like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precious decorations turned into powder under the energy impact, and even the special metal forming the walls began to deform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Flesh Altar just curled up aggrievedly, and the child’s voice continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grandma, don't be angry... Great-Grandpa is really busy with something very important; he said that after he finishes this game, he will take me to see the stars...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra’s roar almost tore the command room apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her void power was completely out of control, and spatial cracks began to appear in the entire cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was about to fall into madness completely, iridescent light unfolded in the air, as brilliant and dazzling as an aurora.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A colorful mirror slowly took shape, dispelling the chaotic energy in the cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gentle and majestic aura immediately calmed the violent purple magic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Cassandra, although that old guy’s actions are indeed annoying, you have already lost control a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of the King of Illusions carried helplessness, but there was no blame in it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Calm down first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pandora-sama...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this elder who was the only one still willing to pay attention to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra’s voice carried helplessness:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need help... The Expeditionary Force is already on the verge of collapse, and the 'Star Sector Lord' of Vital is more powerful than described in any intelligence...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice began to tremble:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I feel like I can't hold on anymore; those allies who have fought with me for many years have begun to betray, and even the ancestor is unwilling to see me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure in the mirror shook her head slightly, her tone carrying sympathy:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know, child, the power of that ancient god is indeed beyond the response range of conventional conquest. However...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King of Illusions paused, seemingly organizing her words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The key to breaking the situation is not on the battlefield, but in understanding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understanding?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra raised her head in confusion, her violet eyes full of bewilderment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have been studying the Vital Republic for thirteen years; what else is there that I don't understand?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The true source of power of the Vital Republic is not just the 'Star Sector Lord' itself, but their unique social structure and collective consciousness network.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King of Illusions’ tone became deep and mysterious:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To truly conquer them, you cannot rely solely on force; you must fundamentally dismantle this deep connection. And what this requires is insight, not destructive power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassandra nodded thoughtfully, but soon showed confusion again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But, I have already tried to analyze their social structure; I can recite the distribution map of those collective consciousness nodes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are only analyzing the surface.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure in the mirror laughed softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sometimes, the most complex problems do not require more information, but a brand-new way of thinking.\" \u003C\u002Fp>",1434,"2026-06-17T17:20:53.046Z","2026-06-18T03:34:23.509Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","21bced96b458ff0dc3b2afe0959ed5154c136b60295c8ab11b1067427fbaa5bb","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-405","wizard-my-profession-panel-has-no-limit-chapter-403",440,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fwizard-my-occupation-panel-has-no-limits-cover.jpg"]