I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 87: Essence of the Undead
After breakfast, Roland came to the alchemy room.

The alchemy room was extremely messy. The materials on the shelves on both sides of the room were basically empty, replaced by rows of potion bottles.

Roland took out the box of magic stones given to him by the manager of the rare item shop.

Roland had transformed its internal structure with magic spells, so that bottles of potions could be embedded inside.

In addition, Roland also carved a magic circle in the box and embedded his last magic stone inside it to maintain a constant temperature and humidity, and to a certain extent, prevent the potion bottles inside from being damaged during bumps.

Soon, the potion bottles in the alchemy room grew little wings under the spell, and flew into Roland's treasure chest like a group of elves.

Originally, this box contained four hundred magic stones. Now, the more than one hundred bottles of magic potions it contains will not be less than this price.

"I remember from the logistics procurement list that the price of a high-end Femme Fatale was around 8 to 12 magic stones. Even though my Femme Fatale is a low-end, inferior product, I should be able to sell it for 3-5 magic stones per bottle without any problem."

Roland's estimate was well-founded.

The cheapest mana recovery potion and life recovery potion on the market are both 5 magic stones per bottle.

The Femme Fatale's magic power recovery effect is slightly lower than the cheapest potion, but it is a multi-purpose potion that increases mental resistance and other functions. Therefore, its price is definitely slightly higher than 5 magic stones.

Roland didn't have a potion selling license, so he couldn't sell potions casually. But he could buy potions from black market merchants.

Merchants will certainly not purchase potions based on the market price, but they can still offer a price of 3-5 magic stones for a bottle.

Of course, if Roland was willing to put in the effort, he could secretly sell his potions to his classmates one by one in the academy.

But he certainly couldn't do that.

Not to mention that this will cause a lot of trouble, it is also not worth the time.

"The cost of the Femme Fatale is very low. This box costs less than 40 magic stones. The only thing that's a bit of a headache is that witch body fluids are difficult to obtain."

After putting away the box and the Crucible of Bitter Sleep, Roland went to the attic.

The attic was filled with flower pots and all sorts of strange little vines were crawling all over the attic.

Roland often wandered around the big house these days, and whenever he came across any herbs, he would transplant them into the attic.

During this time, since he already had enough mermaid fruits, Roland poured other kinds of potions when he was bored.

He had watered a certain herb last night, but it showed no changes, so Roland decided to come and take a look before leaving.

It was a herb that was somewhat similar to the 'lycoris radiata'.

It is commonly known as 'Soul Garlic' and is known to be poisonous to the soul. It is often used as a poison or curse ingredient.

Because it only grows in areas where the undead gather, it's difficult to cultivate in a potion garden. Consequently, Soul Garlic is scarce on the market, commanding a high price. According to potion books, under certain circumstances, Soul Garlic will regenerate, secreting a liquid called "Soul Tears."

This kind of thing is very useful in nourishing and stitching souls, and can be used to save people. It can also cultivate the undead.

"It's a lot bigger than last night, and the color has changed." Roland squatted down in front of the soul garlic to examine it, and found that bright red liquid was flowing out of the flower.

His eyes lit up and he collected the liquid in an empty magic bottle.

"If the money from selling potions is not enough, should we sell these Soul Tears?"

Compared to the Mermaid Fruit, a potion that shouldn't be naturally ripened in the Black Forest, Soul Tears can still occasionally appear on the market. At least during the days of the old Black Abyss Academy, Soul Tears would occasionally appear at the auction house.

As a forest ranger, it makes sense that Roland accidentally discovered a bottle of Soul Tears.

"But this soul garlic has grown a little differently after being forced to mature. I can't keep it."

His eyes flashed with fire, and the soul garlic burst into flames, quickly becoming ash.

Roland picked up the flowerpot and went outside the big house, where he buried the soil and the ashes of the soul garlic.

After destroying the body, Roland looked towards the forest.

The early morning sun shines through the beautiful forest, creating streaks of Tyndall light in the woods.

It's beautiful here, but unfortunately, those rotting zombies wandering among the light beams really ruin the scenery.

Roland extended his hand and unleashed a chain of lightning, striking several targets. After several zombies were struck by the lightning, a small area of ​​lightning nova exploded around them. A zombie crawling on the ground was pierced by the lightning nova and instantly became motionless.

Roland had already trained Chain Lightning to its third stage (Level 3), undergoing a qualitative change. The lightning nova that erupted upon hitting a target dealt roughly the same damage as a Level 3 arc. Roland ate another mermaid fruit.

Recently, Roland has been using the Mermaid Fruit as a recovery potion.

During these three weeks, Roland's meditation efficiency had increased significantly due to his frequent contact with the Ballet Ghost. Although not as exaggerated as when they first met, he was now on the verge of advancing.

Roland also made great breakthroughs in magic.

Wallace once said that Roland should use magic more often. During these three weeks, he used magic hundreds of times every day.

Now he not only mastered dozens of tricks, but also practiced many magics to a very high level. In addition, his forbidden transformation technique also improved greatly.

[Sleight of Hand: Several Level 1-3 Spells. Arc III (0.36%)]

[Magic: Modified. Chain Lightning III (0.36%), Mind Blast II (0.7%)]

Roland could clearly feel that Chain Lightning had undergone a qualitative change after reaching level 3, but the increase in damage was not very obvious.

For this purpose, he consulted some books and found that unless he was promoted to an intermediate apprentice, he would not be able to unleash the true power of level 3 formal magic with the concentration of magic power of a low-level apprentice.

This incident made Roland feel the gap between low-level apprentices and middle-level apprentices.

The sound of lightning piercing the air drew waves of roars from the deep forest. Soon, a large group of undead appeared outside the barrier.

Roland was shocked and thought to himself, "Why are there so many undead today?"

There are more than three times as many undead today as usual.

Suddenly, Roland thought of a possibility - the soul garlic that bloomed and shed tears last night.

"I have to clean up the undead before I leave. Otherwise, they will break through the barrier and enter the house."

These undead are so smelly. If there are a large number of them in a big house, the stench will probably not dissipate for weeks, and then people will not be able to live there.

Roland immediately released the Wind Prince. His action was bold and swift. He covered his nose with a cloth and then rushed into the forest with the Wind Prince.

Twenty minutes later.
Roland followed the prince all the way and cleared out all the troublesome undead spirits first, then drove away the Wind Prince and let him go deep into the woods to deal with the small fish.

"This place is about to become the territory of the undead. Other monsters don't dare to come here."

Roland picked up the corpses of the undead with a wooden stick and threw some valuable things into the storage bag of the blond freshman.

The blond freshman's storage bag had become a place for garbage, and Roland had put all the valuable undead materials into it.

Afterwards, Roland used a spell to gather all the nearby corpses together again and chanted a spell.

Souls flew out from the corpses one after another, but Roland ignored them all. It wasn't until a strange will-o'-the-wisp floated out from the pile of corpses that Roland showed a look of surprise.

"Essence of the dead? Good luck!"

This will-o'-the-wisp is somewhat different from the phosphorescent fire, and looks more like a shadow floating in the air.

Roland pulled a strange, palm-sized pottery jar from his dimensional bag. He pointed his wand at the will-o'-the-wisp and waved it toward the soul shrine. The will-o'-the-wisp flew into a small hole above the shrine.

Roland and Wallace had bought this pottery jar at the wizard market. It was a magical tool with many runes engraved on it.

Its function is similar to the 'Harvester's Altar' that Roland had previously used, but the latter is a damaged artifact that can only collect souls, while the former is a professional magic prop with many more uses.

It's called the Soul Shrine, and in addition to collecting souls, it can also collect the essence of the dead and imprison ghosts. It can also be used to cast curses and even heal soul wounds.

Strictly speaking, this thing is already considered a black magic item and can be said to be an indispensable tool for necromancers.

However, it has many positive effects, and white wizards often need it. Therefore, there is a place for selling such items in the wizard market, but you need a certificate from the academy or an acquaintance to trade.

Roland opened the lid of the soul shrine and saw some ash-like powder inside. In addition to the ashes, there was also some faint smoke floating in the jar.

Seeing the faint smoke trying to fly out, Roland quickly closed the lid.

"I need to learn some necromancy magic. With these ghosts, I'll be more confident in dealing with the red ghost and the ballet ghost."

(End of this chapter)