I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 80 The Final Materials
After Wallace chatted with Roland for a while, he planned to send him back to his residence in the Forbidden Forest.

He finally said to Roland, "You're advancing a bit too quickly. If anyone asks, just say you were promoted within a year. I'll tell the young lady later."

Roland nodded. Only Wallace and his senior knew when he had advanced.

Wallace warned, "The academy has been in turmoil lately, especially with Alexandra's people, who are being targeted. As a lowly apprentice like you, it's difficult to handle any trouble you encounter. Since you've reached this level of cultivation, you might as well let go."

Roland asked worriedly, "Wallace, am I climbing too fast?"

Wallace stroked his beard and said, "During their apprenticeship, many natural born wizards can become full-fledged wizards after just one nap. Compared to them, you're still a lowly apprentice after only three naps. What's that to you?"

Those born wizard seeds can comprehend the world and break through the realm in their dreams.

To some extent, Roland was using the Alayeh Notebook to comprehend the world.

Wallace added, "Of course, this sudden awakening of magic has its consequences. Young Miss, because she advanced too quickly, often encountered side effects like 'magic riots.' But using magic more often can refine your magic and avoid these side effects. However, squandering magic requires potions. Find some good potions; there are plenty in the Forbidden Forest."

As the nominal magic enlightenment mentor, Wallace is still very conscientious.

Roland took his words to heart.

He thought to himself, "The Mermaid Fruit is a precious potion. Although it's a potion for meditation, it's very effective in restoring mana and has no side effects. Unlike low-quality mana-restoring potions like the Femme Fatale, which can cause poisoning if used too much."
Wallace waved his hand and said, "The academy has a public magic fireplace. You've been wandering around the academy with that weirdo today. Go use the fireplace to go to the big house in the Forbidden Forest and bury the books. I'll ask for today's leave for you. You can catch up on the missed classes with classmates or go to the library to look up books. If you need anything, use the crystal ball to contact me."

Roland coughed and said, "Can I come whenever I want and not come whenever I want? I don't have any magic stones to run back and forth every day."

Wallace said, "Okay, I'll go to Bernard to say hello to Miss Yingtao. You can come on the day you have classes."

Roland was stunned: "Miss Yingtao?"

Wallace smiled mysteriously: "She is your friend and the mentor you chose for you."

Roland: "."

Can anyone who can hang out with senior students be a good person?

So, is Yingtao really a dark wizard?
It's impossible that such a pure-hearted tutor would even have to consult with students before letting them go to get food.

Roland stood up and asked Wallace one last question about the witches' body fluids.

"The bodily fluids of pure-blood witches? The academy no longer requires apprentices to submit this kind of material, so the stock is very scarce. But there is still some in stock."

Wallace stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and said, "I could write you a note and let you buy it from the logistics department at a fair price. But the administrator is a relative of my mortal enemy, Director Bill Zheng, and we don't get along well.

That brat might not give me this favor, so even though I can open a backdoor for you, whether you can get the thing or not depends on you."

Wallace had just taken office, and if he ran into a snag with a lowly administrator in the department over something as rubbish as witch bodily fluids, he would become the laughing stock of the entire academy. So he couldn't get involved in such matters.

Roland naturally understood the ways of the world. He took the note given by Wallace and took a copy of "Encyclopedia of Everyday Spells" from his desk before leaving.

"I borrowed that from the library. Don't forget to return it!"

With a touch, Roland closed the door.

Roland went directly to the first floor.

This was a small hall where apprentices would submit their tasks and collect supplies. Therefore, the items inside weren't particularly valuable. Materials apprentices would need, such as witch bodily fluids, were kept here.

It was a bit like an old-fashioned bank. The administrator sat inside the counter, separated from the outside by an iron fence. The administrator was the only one inside the fence, and behind him were a lot of things piled up like a warehouse, with some containers.

There were some apprentices queuing outside the small hall, and every time the administrator called out "next", one of the apprentices in the queue would walk over.

The queue consisted primarily of Black Abyss apprentices, but there were also White Chess apprentices. The Black Abyss apprentices, upon entering, would force a smile and offer flattery, carefully communicating with the administrators. But they were generally met with rebuffs.

Most of Baiqi's apprentices went in with gloomy faces. After entering, they would basically have a quarrel with the administrator, and then come out with a lot of anger.

The two apprentices complained in a low voice as they came out.

——"They're obviously withholding supplies! I'll definitely file a complaint!"

"Me too. I submitted top-quality materials for the mission, but he said they were just mediocre!"

Apparently, this administrator doesn't have a good reputation. But even before Bill was promoted to director, this relative of his had been working here. He'd been there for nearly three years now, and the college hadn't changed anyone.

He often does small things in private and has a very foul mouth, but he does things without making any mistakes, so no one has ever caught him with anything.

So, although there were a lot of complaints every month, they lacked evidence, and with someone above him suppressing him, the students had no way to deal with him. "Next."

There were shouts in the hall, and Roland walked in with Wallace's note.

Roland looked at the administrator. He was just a lowly apprentice, wearing the uniform of the White Chess Academy, but without the White Chess Academy embroidery. So, this guy was an old man from the Black Abyss Academy, but pretending to be from the White Chess Academy.

The administrator looked at the note and said with a forced smile, "A lowly apprentice, you still want to make alchemy?"

He ignored the administrator's trash talk and asked directly, "How many magic stones do I need to pay for the share I want?"

The administrator raised two fingers.

Roland threw out two magic stones.

"Are you stupid? Two magic stones? Do you think alchemical materials are Muggles and peas? It's 20 magic stones!"

Roland frowned. He had seen Wallace's logistics inquiry before. Although he wanted a lot of things, they were not that expensive.

The administrator ignored Roland and said without even looking up, "Next."

Roland suppressed the anger in his eyes and threw out 20 magic stones.

The administrator collected all the magic stones with a smile and threw a list to Roland. "Look carefully, I didn't cheat you out of money. The price you saw before was from a few days ago. 20 magic stones is today's price - if you can count, you can calculate it yourself."

There is indeed nothing wrong with the administrator's list, but there are many tricks involved.

Although according to this list, the quantity Roland wants will indeed cost 20 magic stones, in fact, even if the price of this material increases, it is only worth 8 magic stones at most.

He thought to himself: "There must be something fishy going on here. Forget it, don't cause trouble for Wallace."

After the administrator finished speaking, he went to the back to get something.

He brought over two small buckets, weighed them in front of Roland, and said, "Look, if there's no problem, sign."

Roland checked the weight, confirmed it was okay, and signed. He then received the two barrels of materials.

But when he picked up the bucket, he found that the weight was slightly wrong. After shaking it, he found that the inertia of the liquid in the bucket was slightly different from that of normal materials.

There was something wrong with the load-bearing equipment on the platform, and the two barrels of cargo were also incorrect. Instead of the witch's body fluids after withdrawal, they were half genuine goods and half ordinary sewage.

An ordinary apprentice might not be able to detect these subtle anomalies, but as a high-level swordsman, Roland's five senses were very sharp and he noticed the anomaly.

Seeing Roland standing there, the administrator raised his eyelids indifferently and said, "Next."

Roland closed his eyes, tried his luck, and turned to leave.

He heard the administrator behind him muttering quietly: "You still want to make alchemy? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? Just learn to be a dog for the white chess players like the Black Abyss wizards."

Roland stopped and looked back at the administrator coldly.

"What are you looking at? What are you doing? How dare you?"

Before he could finish his words, he was pulled out from between the iron bars by a big hand and let out a scream.

There was a series of crisp sounds as the administrator's bones pushed through the fence, breaking several ribs.

Roland picked up a large bucket, opened the lid, and poured the liquid into his mouth.

Roland said coldly, "You're such a loser! You can't even hold things properly! You spilled all my goods! Bring me new ones!"

After a few minutes
Roland left the small hall with five barrels of genuine materials. Several low-level apprentices who had just watched the excitement at the door hurriedly retreated after seeing the cold eyes of this madman from the Alexandra family.

Inside the hall, the iron fence was stretched out of shape, and two disgusting empty buckets were left outside.

The manager inside was lying on his stomach in the warehouse, vomiting profusely, clutching his ribs and wailing weakly.

"What a jerk! If I don't clean it up, I'm afraid I'll get Wallace into some trouble. They're having a dog fight, tell him when I get back and ask him to clean up my mess."
Roland thought to himself, "Everyone wants to use Alexandra to get to the top now. My strength is too low, and everyone wants to step on me. I'll go to the Black Forest this time, and come back after I've been promoted to an intermediate apprentice."

　There will be four updates today, and more updates tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)