I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

Helena, the junior student, sat there for a long time, working herself up, then huffily lay down on the bed and beat up her doll for a while.

After venting her anger, she took out her crystal ball and chatted with her best friends all night.

At first, everyone chatted about the senior student and various complaints, but later, someone changed the subject, and then there was all sorts of random content.

After Roland came out, he returned to his temporary dormitory and imprinted all the remaining ghosts with runes and mental power.

The runes on the ghosts were much simpler than those on the magic puppets. Roland had repeatedly engraved runes on the magic puppets last night for a long time, stepping on all the pitfalls for novices. Now, when refining ghosts again, the success rate has reached 60-70%.

When the last ghost was enslaved by Roland, he released all the ghosts. For a time, the house was full of ghostly shadows, and the ground was covered with tiny frost.

Counting them, there were a total of seven, and Roland was very satisfied.

Using the soul niche to collect these ghosts, Roland took out Helena's magic eye and studied it.

"It is indeed a large octopus, but its mental power is very strong."

This kind of magical creature has a great resistance to magic. It is very difficult to control it with spells such as the Wizard's Hand. But it especially likes puppets, and will float to its side and stare at it whenever it sees one.

Roland tried it with his own puppet, and the result made him very satisfied.

"With the pocket watch, the Black Bone's magic curse, and the magic eye, my success rate should reach 50%. Black Bone said that people turned into puppets by the Ballet Ghost can be infused with souls and made into magic puppets. The Ballet Ghost should be fine too, right?"

"There are only four days left until the deadline for patrolling the forest. I must deal with the trouble near the big house. I'll retrieve the pocket watch tomorrow and go back."

Roland went to sleep full of thoughts.

The next day, he went to Wallace's office and told him about the wanted order.

"The last few magic eyes are indeed in the hands of the White Chess family. Your junior student is the heir of the White Chess family. She has encountered the Ballet Ghost before. Who would believe that her family wouldn't give her a magic eye? It's good that the thing is lost, otherwise, someone with ulterior motives would find her sooner or later."

Wallace pondered for a moment and said, "I'll arrange this matter. After the wanted order is issued, everyone will know that your magic eye has been lost."

After saying goodbye to Wallace, Roland went to the front door of the academy's curiosities shop.

Roland stood outside the door and looked at the window, finding the old craftsman standing inside the room, waving his magic wand, seemingly testing some feather-like curiosity.

The old craftsman's movements were a little funny, and Roland secretly found it amusing. He pushed open the door and entered the house, greeting the old craftsman, but found that there was no one in the room at all.

In amazement, someone patted Roland on the shoulder from behind. Roland looked back and found the old craftsman standing behind him, holding a pocket watch in his hand.

The old craftsman stuffed the pocket watch into Roland's coat pocket and pushed Roland into the house: "Where did you get this 'Needham's Time' from?"

It seemed that the name of this curiosity was engraved inside the pocket watch - Needham's Time.

Roland respectfully said: "Student doesn't know. This was a gift given to me by the housekeeper on behalf of the young lady after I entered the Alexandra family. Perhaps it was a gift from a certain wizard to the young lady."

The old craftsman put his hands behind his back and turned to look at Roland, saying: "If you see that wizard named Needham, tell him to come and find me. He is very talented, but unfortunately his skills are not refined enough. I still don't have any students, and I am willing to pass on my craft to him."

The old craftsman's expression was a little desolate, and Roland sighed secretly in his heart.

He thought to himself: 'This Needham is probably your student.'

Roland readily agreed and told him that he would convey his words to the housekeeper.

The old craftsman was very happy and explained the wonderful uses of this curiosity to Roland.

The silver pocket watch was repaired very well, or rather, the old craftsman had modified this pocket watch.

The old craftsman said: "Needham's killing intent is too strong. The purpose of his making this curiosity was to kill people more efficiently. As a result, he ignored the most important characteristic of the material. So it can only be used for 3 seconds each time. It can probably be used 3-5 times a day, totaling 9-15 seconds."

Now the pocket watch can be used for 30 seconds every day. During this period, the user will walk in the inner world. 30 seconds can be used continuously or separately.

"But I want to remind you that this is ultimately a broken curiosity. So when you walk in the inner world, certain special means can hit you. Only the moment you walk in the inner world and come out is the safest."

It only cost 200 magic stones in total, and Roland was already very surprised that the old craftsman could repair it like this.

"So, the moment it is turned on and off, is it an 'invincible frame'? This is already good enough." Roland muttered, touching the pocket watch.

The old craftsman frowned: "What invincible frame?"

"Cough, it's nothing."

The old craftsman told Roland that he had used 8 seconds to test it today, and Roland still had 22 seconds to use.

Before leaving, Roland asked the old craftsman to help him study the lantern.

"The damage level of your lantern is very high, and a large amount of magic power cannot be injected. No matter what magic stone is inserted, no matter how much magic power is injected, it can only protect against 10 units of energy impact. See here? When replacing the magic stone, you must extinguish the lantern."

The old craftsman demonstrated to Roland that after replacing the magic stone, the flame would only re-ignite after a few minutes.

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In battle, there is no time to do this. And if the flame is not lit, the lantern will not deploy a barrier.

A defense of 10 can defend against two chain lightnings.

The old craftsman told Roland that the worst wizard could reach a magic energy level of 20 or higher. As for apprentices, it depends on their level. And the magic energy level of the high-level apprentices in the Black Abyss can basically reach 12 or higher.

Roland was very satisfied with this, but also very uneasy. He said: "That is to say, if I encounter a high-level apprentice, I can be crushed to death at any time. How much does it cost to repair the lantern?"

The old craftsman returned the lantern to Roland and comforted him: "Don't be so anxious. With your current realm, if you encounter a high-level apprentice, you won't be able to escape even if the lantern is repaired."

Roland's face was a little ugly.

The old craftsman added: "However, if it is a 3rd-order monster, your lantern can help you withstand it."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief.

The old craftsman patted Roland's magic robe and demon hunter leather armor, and said: "Your equipment is good, it can weaken magic energy by 20%. If it is fire magic, flames below 2 units will not burn you."

He also told Roland: "As your realm increases, you will naturally have resistance to magic. Some people with strong enough bodies will also form a biological field. Your body is well-trained, of course, it would be better if you could find some suitable magic potions to temper it."

Roland kept it in mind and thanked him solemnly.

Soon, Roland used the academy's public fireplace to return to the big house in the Black Forest.

The big house was very quiet, and there were some wooden carved mice on the ground.

There was the sound of footsteps jumping outside the house.

Roland's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.

He carefully pushed open the door and looked outside, then his face became extremely ugly.