I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Chapter 99 Black Forest House
Junior Helena sat there for a long time, taking a deep breath, then lay down on the bed in a huff, and beat the doll for a while.

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

At first, everyone chatted a few words about various complaints about the seniors, and then someone interrupted them, and the conversation became a mess with all kinds of topics.

After Roland came out, he returned to the temporary dormitory and branded all the remaining ghosts with spells and mental power.

The spells on the ghost were far simpler than those on the puppet. Roland spent a long time last night repeatedly engraving the spells on the puppet, avoiding most of the pitfalls of beginners. Now, when refining ghosts, his success rate has reached 60-70%.

When the last ghost was enslaved by Roland, he released all the ghosts. For a moment, the house was filled with ghosts, and fine frost condensed on the ground.

After counting them, there were seven in total, and Roland was very satisfied.

After using the soul shrine to collect these ghosts, Roland took out Helena's magic eye and studied it.

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

This magical creature is very resistant to magic, and it is very difficult to control it with spells such as the Wizard's Hand. However, it particularly likes puppets and will float to its side and stare at them as soon as it sees one.

Roland tried it on his own doll and was very satisfied with the result.

"With the pocket watch, Black Bone's spell, and the Demonic Eye, my success rate should be 50%. Black Bone said that people who were turned into puppets by the Ballerina can be infused with souls and made into puppets. The Ballerina should be no problem, right?"

"There are only four days left before the patrol deadline. I must deal with the trouble near the big house. I'll get the pocket watch back tomorrow and then go back."

Roland fell asleep with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

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

"The last few Magic Eyes are indeed in the hands of the Baiqi family. Your junior sister is the heir of the Baiqi family. She had encountered the Ballet Ghost before. Who would believe her family for not giving her a Magic Eye? It's better that the thing is lost, otherwise it would be found by someone with ulterior motives sooner or later."

Wallace pondered for a moment and said, "Let me arrange this. Once the wanted notice is issued, everyone will know that your Demon Eye is lost."

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

Roland stood outside the door and looked into the window. He found that the old craftsman was standing inside the house waving his wand, as if he was testing some strange feather-shaped object.

The old craftsman's movements were somewhat comical, and Roland secretly found them amusing. He pushed the door open, entered the house, and greeted the old craftsman, only to find that no one was inside.

Roland was stunned when someone patted his shoulder from behind. He turned around and saw the old craftsman standing behind him, holding a pocket watch in his hand.

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

It seems that the name of this strange object is engraved inside the pocket watch - Needham's Time.

Roland said respectfully, "I don't know. This was a gift the butler gave me on behalf of the young lady after I entered the Alexandra family. Perhaps it was a gift given to the young lady by a certain wizard."

The old craftsman, with his hands behind his back, turned to look at Roland and said, "If you see that wizard named Needham, tell him to come to me. He's very talented, but unfortunately he's not very skilled. I still don't have any students. I'm willing to pass on my skills to him."

The old craftsman looked somewhat bleak, and Roland sighed inwardly.

He thought to himself, "This Needham is probably your student."

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

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

The silver pocket watch was repaired remarkably well, or rather, the old craftsman had modified it. The old craftsman said, "Needham was too murderous. He crafted this artifact to kill more efficiently, so he overlooked the most important properties of the material. Therefore, it can only be used for three seconds at a time. It can be used approximately three to five times a day, for a total of nine to fifteen seconds."

Today's pocket watches can be used for 30 seconds per day. During this time, the user will wander into the otherworld. The 30 seconds can be used continuously or separately.

"But I must remind you that this is a broken artifact after all. So while you're wandering in the inner world, certain special means can hit you. The only time you're safe is when you're wandering in the inner world and when you emerge."

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

"So, the moment it's turned on and off is considered an 'invincible frame'? That's enough." Roland muttered, touching his pocket watch.

The old craftsman frowned: "What invincibility frame?"

"Ahem, it's nothing."

The old craftsman told Roland that he had spent 8 seconds on the test today, and Roland still had 22 seconds left.

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

"Your lantern is severely damaged and cannot be infused with significant amounts of magic power. No matter what magic stone you insert or how much magic power you inject, it can only protect against 10 units of energy impact. Do you understand this? When replacing the magic stone, you must extinguish the lantern."

The old craftsman demonstrated it to Roland. After replacing the magic stone, the flame reignited after a few minutes.

In battle, there's no time for that. And if the flame isn't lit, the lantern won't deploy its barrier.

A protection level of 10 can protect against two chain lightning strikes.

The old craftsman told Roland that even the worst wizard could reach a magic energy level of 20 or above. As for apprentices, it depended on their level. However, the advanced apprentices of the Black Abyss could generally reach a magic energy level of 12 or above.

Roland was both pleased and nervous. He said, "That means if I run into a high-level apprentice, they'll easily crush me. How much will it cost to repair the lantern?"

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

Roland's face looked a little ugly.

The old craftsman added, "However, if it's a level 3 monster, your lantern could 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 quite good. It can reduce magical energy by 20%. If it's fire magic, flames below 2 units won't hurt you."

He then told Roland, "As your realm improves, you'll naturally become resistant to magic. Some people with strong enough bodies will even develop a biological stance. Your body is well tempered, but it would be even better if you could find some suitable potions to further refine it."

Roland took it to heart and expressed his gratitude solemnly.

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

The big house was very quiet, with some wooden carved mice on the floor.

There was the sound of jumping footsteps outside the house.

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

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

(End of this chapter)