Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 327 The Final Teaching

Walking back to Lan'er Village, Yaro harnessed the horses he had left in the yard to a deer-drawn cart loaded with various materials, and drove the cart away again.

The white deer has undergone evolution, and the original jungle path is no longer accessible. Yaro now has no choice but to take the route towards the checkpoint next to Perrin Manor.

The sunlight was gentle, and a light breeze caressed my face.

Several horses trotted rhythmically, their wooden wheels creaking, while the shepherd boy laughed and sang.

Fully armed, Yaro sat upright on the carriage shaft, his expression cold and serious.

Watching the horse slowly swaying and shaking its head, Yaro's sense of urgency only grew stronger.

In just a few days, all sorts of malicious information came flooding in.

With this mindset, seeing the leisurely horse only fueled his inexplicable anger.

"Calm down! It's precisely at times like these that we need to stay calm! We can't let our anger flare up pointlessly."

Yaro closed his eyes, leaned against the carriage shaft, and carefully analyzed all the information he had gathered over the past two days.

"The information at present seems chaotic, but after careful analysis, it can be roughly divided into three types of crises: long-term, medium-term, and short-term."

"What is the closest and most dangerous crisis?"

The pursuers are closing in!

This can be described as a life-or-death ordeal.

Moreover, it's like the Sword of Damocles hanging high above; no one knows when it will fall.

The information that pursuers were approaching wasn't just based on what the mysterious man said last night; the unpleasant incident at the market the day before yesterday also served as a warning.

What are the medium-term crises?

Needless to say, it's about Bai Lu.

However, Yaro was powerless to help in this matter, so he could only live nearby near the tree spirit's territory, monitor the tree spirit, and prevent it from making any small moves.

"The lack of spiritual energy mentioned in the pendant can only be considered a long-term crisis."

Although many things happened in between, in terms of time, Yaro had only been away from the academy for a few months, and it would take at least another half a year for the side effects of the potion to disappear.

In other words, it would be more than half a year before Yaro could board the ship and return to his grandfather's house.

Only then will Yaro need to utilize the information known to the spiritual entity.

"I don't know if my spiritual body can last until then."

As for this, Yaro also didn't have a good solution. All he could do was try to avoid using the magic in the pendant.

"If we stop using the magic in the pendant, we should be able to maintain this state until then, right?"

"After all, half a year isn't a very long time."

After clarifying the severity of the various crises, Yaro calmed his mind and focused his energy on the most pressing matter.

"To deal with pursuers, on the one hand, we must try our best to improve our combat strength and prepare for battles that may be encountered at any time. On the other hand, we must stay away from the castle so that the pursuers cannot find our whereabouts and it will be difficult for them to strike in the dark."

This is what Yarrow is preparing to do today.

Meanwhile, even more strategies for dealing with the pursuers kept popping into his mind.

He constantly considered various methods, such as luring the snake out of its hole, striking the mountain to scare the tiger, catching them all in one fell swoop, and luring the tiger away from the mountain.

……

"Little Heri, this is the magnet I promised you."

After two months of delay, Yaro finally remembered this matter.

Of course, Yaro wouldn't tell little Heri that he only remembered this while making oxygen masks at the alchemy shop.

"Thank you, sir!"

The little girl jumped up happily, hugging the simple stones as if she had found some priceless treasure.

"Sir, with this, can I make the kind of weapon you mentioned?" The girl clutched the brass tag to her chest, her clear eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The surface of the brass tag was covered with a layer of oil sheen; she had waited far too long for this moment.

Looking at the energetic little girl, Yaro felt a lot of his pent-up emotions dissipate, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips: "It's possible, but there are still many difficulties."

In Yaro's previous life, that kind of weapon was not yet mature, so he didn't know if the little girl could make it.

It cannot be said that Yaro's previous worlds were all unsuccessful, so the little girl was even less likely to succeed.

This is not the same world after all. Not only may some physical properties have changed, but also because this world has the extraordinary power of wizards, some key issues may be addressed from a different perspective.

"Sir, I'll go and make the generator you mentioned right now!"

Little Heri was full of energy, but Yaro stopped her again, "Wait a minute, I still have a lot of things to tell you. You can put this aside for now and talk about it later when you have time."

Little Heri readily agreed, "Okay, I'll do as you say!"

"Um……"

Yaro nodded slightly, then turned to the boy beside him, "Bevin, did you spot the flaw I pointed out to you earlier?"

Like a student handing in homework, Bevan handed over a stack of papers and respectfully replied, "Teacher, after you told me, I still couldn't find the loophole after many calculations. However, yesterday Dylan brought canvas, and after I made two hot air balloons of different sizes, I finally found the problem."

"Oh?" Yarrow's eyes lit up. "You found the canvas? How much is left?"

This is truly wonderful news!

With the canvas, Yarrow can fly without using magic!

Yesterday, Yaro used magic to fly a distance, but the aftereffects were too severe; he couldn't withstand it under normal circumstances.

Add to that the problem of pursuers closing in—the canvas arrived just in time!

Bevin hadn't expected that Yaro would bring this up first. He paused, then turned to Dylan, the assistant butler, "Um... Dylan, how much canvas do we have left?"

Dylan, the assistant butler, bowed slightly. "What I acquired was the mainsail of a sailboat. You only used a small corner of it. As for how much is left, I haven't stretched it out to measure."

Main canvas?

That's more than enough!

The single-person hang glider that Yaro is going to make doesn't need to be very big.

Butler Dylan turned to Yaro and said, "Sir, I'll go take the measurements right away. Please wait a moment."

"No need, I'll go over myself in a bit," Yaro glanced at the 'homework' on the table, then, remembering his responsibilities as a 'teacher,' looked at Bevin again, "Tell me, what problem did you find?"

"Teacher, look."

Bella said, pulling back the scrap paper on the table.

"As the hot air balloon gets larger, the ropes securing the weight need to be thicker, the combustion equipment for generating heat will be heavier, more fuel will need to be prepared, and there's also the weight of the canvas itself..."

"In summary, it boils down to the hot air balloon's own weight!"

(End of this chapter)