I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 310: Two sentences drove four people crazy! I am actually the first dean!
Therefore, Roland really has a bit of 'schizophrenia' - a typical sequelae of a mysterious wizard.

As for 'mania', all pathological serial killers actually have some of it.

From the performance point of view, there are two points.

One is that the desire to kill is too strong!
Another one is that they suddenly burst into laughter and shout "Hahahaha!" or "I understand! I understand!" and start dancing and hysterically yelling!

Or 'Shut up! You're a leech!'

Then he stretched out his hand and said, "I'll let you fight with me - Awa eats the big melon!"
This guy looked like a normal person, but after looking at the doctor's instructions, the beautiful snake master's wife was right. Roland's illness was extremely serious.

As a wizard, rationality and calmness are very important.

But Black Abyss wizards are often a bit "manic".

Judging from the way Roland looked when he was going crazy, he was not just ordinary "manic".

If this disease is cured, Roland will be able to control his emotions when he gets mad in the future. He won't lose his mind when he encounters something that makes him suddenly enlightened!

At this time, Roland's mentally ill roommate 'Johnson' also came back.

He saw Roland taking medicine, snorted, and said, "Don't worry, there will be more for you later."

As he spoke, Johnson took out a small cloth bag and spit out a bunch of medicine into it.

Roland couldn't help but frown. He couldn't help but say, "These medicines are good. Why did you vomit?"

Johnson said: "Good medicine? They are harming you! You, you, the newcomer is too naive. Everyone in the whole city is trying to harm me!"

Roland rolled his eyes fiercely and was too lazy to pay any more attention to this madman.

Seeing that Roland ignored him, Johnson suddenly came over and asked, "Do you know?"

As he spoke, he looked at the door and the window in horror and said, "There are 1.23568 more people in our hospital?"

Roland was just reading the instructions and pretended not to hear.

Johnson suddenly showed an extremely terrified expression: "They, they are coming!"

Just at this moment, the door slammed and several people rushed in.

There are six people in total.

Leading the group was none other than 'Miss Florence'.

This is a group of tall and strong nuns.

Leading the group was none other than 'Miss Florence'.

The six people came in and without a word, they began to search through the windows, cabinets, and other corners. They checked every corner, including the flower pots, the soil, the radiator, and even the ceiling fan.

Miss Florence brought her people directly to Johnson.

With a snap, Miss Florence snapped her fingers, and then Johnson froze there.

Miss Florence pried open his mouth and said, "Stick out your tongue and lift it up, left and right."

After checking, everyone searched Johnson's body again.

At this time, those who were rummaging through the boxes and cabinets had finished their work and came over and said, "We didn't find it."

Miss Florence nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, I took all the 13 medicines on time."

She reached out and took seven or eight medicines and poured them into Johnson's mouth.

After she finished, she took out a bottle of cold water and poured it into Johnson's mouth, then closed his jaw and turned it several times.

Afterwards, the guys checked Johnson's mouth again before letting the poor old bishop go.

Johnson rubbed his hands flatteringly and said with a smile, "'Brianna,' are you on duty today? I've always taken my medicine on time and followed the doctor's orders. When can I be discharged?"

Roland, who was standing by, was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Brianna? Her name was Florence—sister sisters don't have last names! Just Florence.

Miss Florence seemed to accept the name, and with a sigh of pity she said, "You have many things to recover from."

As she spoke, she looked at a strong nurse beside her.

The nurse flipped through the notebook in her hand and said, "Judging from today's reaction, the 'talking all the time' and 'constant hand rubbing' syndrome have recurred. Compulsory treatment must continue."

Johnson's face froze instantly.

Miss Florence sighed: "Take your medicine on time."

Roland, who was standing by, was stunned.

At this time, the six people had slowly turned their heads and looked at Roland.

Roland's face froze slightly.

He pondered for half a second, picked up the instruction manual, and said, "I'm eating it."

Miss Florence came over with a frown on her face, checked the medicine on Roland's bed, and said, "These medicines are not right."

Roland said nothing. He picked up the medical instructions written by Florence and handed it to her.

After Florence finished reading the doctor's instructions, she looked very strange.

Roland asked, "Ms. Florence, your name is Florence, right?"

Florence said, "Mr. Lawrence, you should call me Aunt Florence."

Roland nodded and said, "Okay, Brianna—this diagnosis was also written by you, right?"

As he spoke, Roland picked up the diagnosis written by Dean Williams and handed it to the nun.

The nun took it and looked at it, then said helplessly, "Mr. Lawrence, your amnesia is getting worse. This is from Williams."

Roland looked at the young lady in front of him and suddenly said, "You've forgotten, Theresa. You clearly wrote this diagnosis."

As he spoke, Roland took out another new medical order: "And this diagnosis was written by you, Lord Williams."

The nun suddenly froze in place.

Suddenly, she felt as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer. Her body swayed slightly, her face turned pale, and she covered her head and was about to fall down.

Seeing that the nun was about to collapse, everyone was horrified and hurried over to ask what happened to her.

The nun didn't answer either. She just stood there with her hands covering her head, grabbing her hair and muttering to herself.

Everyone was getting anxious. Just then, they heard Roland say to one of them, "How many points does she have now?"

The strong nurse hurriedly flipped through the notebook in her hand and said in a panic, "This is the first time Theresa has shown symptoms of mental illness, but the situation is a bit serious. The current score is 37."

Before he could finish his words, Roland suddenly interrupted him: "What did you call her just now?"

The nurse was slightly stunned. She flipped through the things in her hands, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and said, "Sorry, it's Williams."

Roland frowned and said, "Wrong! Her name is clearly Maria! Last night when we were writing the will, it was Maria who handed the paper and pen to Theresa!"

This time, the second nurse was also confused.

Roland looked at the third person and asked, "How many points do they have now?"

The man said seriously, "Sir, you are a patient. You have no right to command us. Besides, I am not a clerk. I am a nurse. I have no responsibility to record."

Roland nodded and said, "Well, then, fulfill your duties as caregivers and take them to someone who can make decisions."

This tone of instruction made the other four look a little unhappy. However, the head nurse, doctor, and clerk were all experiencing problems. They were unable to assess the patient's condition or make a decision.

The remaining four were merely caregivers, and could only lead the group to find someone who could make the decision. They gave Roland a deep look, then left with the two sick ladies.

Roland wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Old Johnson, standing by, was stunned. He couldn't help but nod, looking Roland up and down for a long moment. He said, "Boy, you're quite skilled. It's actually the Black Abyss's Logic Lock. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, we've tried this trick before, but it's never been this effective. How did you figure that out?"

Roland's pupils suddenly shrank. 'Logic lock', also known as 'logic maze', is a typical Eastern Territory magic term.

It is a basic science, and many magics are developed based on this science.

Logic locks are widely used, and spell locks are a typical application.

It is also widely used in demonic contracts, undead slavery, mind control, and illusions.

Because it works on all living things that have thoughts.

There are many schools of wizards who are proficient in this art, but only White and Black Abyss are the best at it.

In White Chess, some great scholars can even disrupt a creature's thinking and cognition through mental suggestion using language, props, etc. without using any magic.

And in the Abyss, the Abyss wizards can use it to deal with mysterious creatures - especially those creatures that strictly follow the rules, which are most susceptible to this!
For example, 'Beautiful Snake Man'.

When Roland first entered the academy, Wallace gave him a copy of the 'Black Abyss School Rules', in which one of the 'answers' to dealing with the American Snake People was a logic lock!
There is no standard answer to the questions asked by the beautiful snake person, so no matter what the answer is, she can use logic to prove whether it is right or wrong.

So once you touch it, no matter what magic you use, you can't escape and you're dead!
But in the old Black Abyss era, the beautiful snake man was a harmless security captain.

Because wizards from the old Black Abyss era all understood logical locks.

By answering questions, they can set logical traps for the beautiful snake person, making it impossible for her to ask further questions and forcing her to choose answers that are beneficial to the answerer.

Roland saw through the thinking logic of these six people at a glance, so Old Johnson concluded that he must be a pure Black Abyss wizard who was extremely crazy.

Because often only those crazy Black Abyss wizards can understand the thinking logic of mysterious creatures!

Only the Black Abyss wizards who deal with creatures like the Beautiful Snake People all day long can use the logical rules of the mysterious creatures themselves to develop logical locks to deal with them!

After all, these guys have been receiving special training from the Serpent Mermaids every day since they were apprentices. If they don’t learn well, they will be doomed if they encounter the Serpent Mermaids!
Therefore, Old Johnson believed that Roland was the Black Abyss Wizard.

Facing Old Johnson's question, Roland feigned composure and said, "I don't understand what you're talking about. These past few days, we at the Mystical Department have been encountering these kinds of strange things. This time, we're here to deal with them, sir. Which parish are you from? Have you had any contact with these guys before?"

Hearing Roland's words, Old Johnson smiled coldly, knowing that he was deliberately changing the subject.

He concluded that Roland was definitely a pure Black Abyss wizard.

Moreover, he is definitely the Tower Master of the Black Abyss.

Ordinary Black Abyss wizards cannot play with these six things.

You know, the serpent is a creature with 'clear logical thinking' - or in other words, it is not that mentally ill!

Therefore, the Heiyuan people had studied it thoroughly. The apprentices just had to memorize it and copy the answers.

But who the hell knows what these six idiots are thinking about all day?!

So, when Old Johnson saw that Roland suddenly understood the thinking of this group of psychopaths, he was stunned.

I can understand the thinking of a group of mentally ill people and chat with them. This child is sicker than anyone else in this hospital!
Old Johnson said irritably, "Don't change the subject."

Johnson came closer with a flattering look on his face and said, "Don't worry, tell me. I'll tell you in secret that I'm actually a dark wizard too!"

Roland deadpanned, "Oh, I see—but I'm not."

Johnson was a bit pissed. He said, "Don't play games with me, little brat! I haven't even settled the score with you for swapping my water! Tell me, how did you figure out 'they were them'?"

This question really stumped Roland.

Because this is equivalent to asking a person with tetrachromatic vision how he can see so many colors - other people see black as black, but people like Roland see black as a colorful black!

If you ask Roland about the logic behind this, he can indeed explain it.

Just like when he explained the logic of 3 and 4 to his senior schoolmate, Roland was able to describe the indescribable.

But the key point is that no one can understand what he says!
Only people like 'Reynard' and 'Diana' can understand!

So, it’s normal not to understand, but whoever understands is a fucking evil god!
In other words, only the evil god can speak such logic!

If Roland were in the Holy Spirit Hospital and said something like this, wouldn't that be telling people that I'm an evil god?
After saying this, he will face two situations.

Or they were caught by the bishops and barbecued on the sacred fire.

Or they were caught by the dark wizards hiding here and sliced ​​up for research.

So, when Johnson asked him this question, Roland deliberately looked at Johnson with a strange look: "What do you mean they are they? You should take your medicine."

Johnson was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Then he quickly put his hand to his mouth and spit out a bunch of things.

Then, as if by magic, he took out a palm-sized piece of silk and wrapped up the things he had vomited in it.

Roland looked at Old Johnson deeply.

When old Johnson came back from the door, he vomited a bunch of medicine into the small cloth bag.

As a result, when the six people rushed in to check, they did not find the palm-sized cloth bag.

The 'mental power' of priests is often very strong, but their 'insight' is far from that of wizards.

As a wizard, Roland possessed far greater insight than the priests, so he witnessed the entire process. While Johnson was being examined by everyone, the small piece of cloth bounced back and forth on his palm, the back of his hand, his body, and even his shoes.

The six people checked repeatedly for so long, but were fooled by Johnson right under their noses!

Throughout the entire process, Johnson didn't use any magic; everything was done manually.

Roland only knew of two types of people who could perform these tricks so well.

One type is the wizards of the 'White Chess School' - of course, those Black Abyss wizards who have specialized in studying White Chess magic also understand it.

The other type is the monks of the Order of the Chant—this group of white wizards are the best at performing tricks and are also the best at using logic to lock demons.

This old bishop possessed no magical power, only pure divine strength. He also understood logical locks, so he must be a high-ranking member of the Order of the Holy Chant.

After spitting out the medicine, Old Johnson cursed, "Humph, Brianna, if you want to fight me, you'll have to learn for another two hundred years!"

Roland frowned. He had heard Old Johnson call 'Nurse Florence' Brianna before.

It was old Johnson's words that gave Roland an idea.

The idea is that those six people could be many people.

Roland asked, "Mr. Johnson, who is Brianna?"

Old Johnson snorted and said, "A burnt fox."

Roland frowned. The old man was talking incoherently and he couldn't understand him.

Johnson does have some mental problems, and if he doesn't take medicine, it's likely that he can't be cured.

He seemed to have forgotten the question he had just wanted to ask Roland, and leaned leisurely on the bed, reading the newspaper.

It was yesterday's newspaper, and old Johnson had just finished reading half of it.

After taking a look at it for a few seconds, he cursed under his breath, then turned to the other side and began to read it with great interest.

Roland glanced at the newspaper facing him and saw a headline on it.

The general content is that the condition of the Vice-President of the Order of the Holy Trinity, Alvin Johnson, has worsened and he will not be discharged from the hospital this year. The order has held a new election to replace him.

Alvin Johnson Roland remembered who his roommate was!
Roland had seen this man's photo in a newspaper in Triceratops' study!
This guy is a quasi-cardinal!
A famous purple-robed archbishop! A big shot from another holy city!

He is a strong man at the peak of the second level!
He had made great contributions in a previous fight against the evil god. In addition, he was a direct descendant of the Pope, so he was considered to have both status, strength, and achievements.

He should have been appointed Cardinal of the Secret Nexus Corps long ago, but he contracted epilepsy during the war.

That was more than ten years ago.

This incident caused quite a stir, so it was reported in the newspapers.

Bishop Johnson, who was sitting nearby, was bored after finishing his newspaper. He noticed Roland standing on the balcony fiddling with the potted flowers and came over to him again. "How did you figure that out?"

Roland was busy fiddling with the flowers and ignored him.

The old bishop walked around to Roland's other side and asked, "I see you have a talent for magic. Do you want to learn magic from me?"

Roland picked up the shower head and started watering the flowers.

The old bishop looked around and found no one else. He said to Roland mysteriously, "Let me tell you in secret, I'm actually one of the founders of Black Abyss Academy!

Have you heard of Alvin Johnson, the first dean of Alexandra's Black Abyss Arcane Academy?
I have taught two star wizards!"

Roland raised his eyelids, glanced at the old man, and said, "I've heard a lot about you."

What the hell? The first dean was 'Iger'!
(End of this chapter)