Wizard: This mushroom is too fierce.

Two days later, on a bright sunny morning...

After having breakfast, Roland boarded the carriage that the minotaur Quinn had prepared long ago, and headed towards the academy's teaching area.

After he left, the white and tender puppies began to unleash their natural instincts, running and playing everywhere in the yard.

Haik the parrot was also in the yard, lying on its side on a table under a parasol. On the table was a deck chair specially made for it. Next to Haik was a glass containing a pure white liquid and a plate.

Haik adjusted his small sunglasses, then lazily yawned and picked up the cup beside him: "Ashius is a good apprentice!"

"I love being here so much, it's a paradise for parrots."

"You can have anything you want!" Haik was clearly very comfortable with Roland's thoughtful service. After eating and drinking his fill, he raised an eyebrow, moved his sunglasses aside, and looked at the swordsman Puji Karak who was practicing his swordsmanship in the sunlight.

Swordmaster Puji Karak was adjusting his breathing, searching for a way to find the rhythm of the Gale Breathing Technique so that he could control that energy.

"Go with the wind..."

"The first step in the Wind Breathing Technique is to feel the wind and go with the wind."

"This is so difficult!" Karak's mushroom-like body stiffened. The legacy of that predecessor was too abstract. How was he supposed to learn it?

It's just a mushroom, and although it has evolved, it still has the intelligence of a mushroom!

"No...no." Karak's small eyes, hidden within his plate armor, shone with a burning intensity: "I can do it, I can't let my guard down."

The swordsman mushroom Karak is working very hard, but perhaps due to being forced to grow too quickly, it is now very uncomfortable with this body, and the memory inheritance is too abstract, leaving it unable to find direction for the time being.

Haik the parrot flapped its wings and flew over at just the right moment, then sternly berated him, "Karak?"

"Since little Roland has asked me, then let Haik, the battle parrot, teach you how to train properly."

"You're such a greenhorn, you have no brains at all."

"Pfft?" Karak rubbed his head. What was this parrot saying?

After explaining his training plan, the parrot Haik noticed that Karak didn't react and assumed that Karak hadn't understood, so he explained it again.

"Pfft?"

Karak felt that his training in the front yard had affected the parrot, so he turned and walked towards the backyard without looking back: "Pfft..."

"I'll do my best... You can do it, Karak, you'll definitely become the strongest swordsman mushroom."

"By the God of Parrots..." Haik the parrot roared in his uniquely hoarse voice, "This mushroom is illiterate! He can't even understand wizarding language!"

"Puji?" A Puji with golden leaves on its head crawled out of the grass, its little face full of confusion. What happened?

After seeing that nothing had happened, Comrade Qiangyun Puji Jinduoduo immediately squatted down again and called out to his compatriots, "Come on!"

"After a reasonable and meticulous investigation, I dug out another magic stone from the ground."

Several walking mushrooms gathered around: "Plop plop..."

With everyone working together, the mushrooms lifted the magic stone and then walked steadily into the house, placing it in the spot the king had requested.

After finishing this task, Puji Jinduoduo laboriously jumped onto a book that had fallen to the ground, stood on high, and then began gesturing with her delicate little hands, giving a speech: "Another hard-won victory!"

"We've defeated one enemy after another, and we'll keep winning!"

"Our achievements will be remembered by the great King..."

Upon hearing this, the walking mushrooms on the ground immediately cheered and danced with joy: "Puji!"

Meanwhile, a small mushroom filled with envy left the mushroom grove and headed towards the king's house.

Upon arriving at Roland's house, it looked left and right, and finally found a book in a corner on the floor.

[Complete Wizarding Text]

"Pfft!" Little Mushroom lay on the dictionary, her eyes glued to the contents: "One..."

Looking at each character one by one... a green leaf had somehow sprouted on the cap of the little mushroom.

......

"That concludes today's meditation class."

"get out of class dismissed!" A young wizard in a green robe picked up his book and left the classroom without looking back.

As soon as he left, a sense of dejection filled the classroom: "Professor Lucius's meditation classes were much more interesting; we could at least hear some fun stories."

"This senior's lectures are like a broken record, all written in the book, and he's always selling his magic notes."

Similar comments filled the room. Roland, expressionless, finished summarizing the last knowledge point, and then left the classroom with Olivia.

"I wonder how Lord Lucius is doing." After listening to a terrible meditation lesson, Roland said hopefully, "I wish he could come back and continue teaching."

Roland was impressed by Lord Lucius, who followed the combat plant system, as he was a very kind person and full of knowledge and experience. The substitute teacher, on the other hand, performed poorly.

"Roland!" Olivia sounded impatient. As soon as she got into the car, she grabbed Roland's hand and asked, "What have you been doing these past few days?"

"Why didn't you go to class!"

"I've been so stressed these past few days without you. I not only have to deal with Mrs. Hoyle's potions exam, but I also have to study these general courses."

"Quick... Roland." Anxiety flickered in Olivia's amber eyes. "Give me your notes. I'll return them to you after I've finished studying them."

Roland silently placed the notebook in her hand, but did not immediately let go.

"?" Olivia raised an eyebrow, her pale hand tightening slightly, revealing faint blue veins. "What do you mean!"

Roland explained, "Olivia, I have something to discuss with you."

Olivia blinked. "What are you talking about?"

"I need some magical materials to practice my advanced meditation technique, but I haven't been able to find them in the shops in the academy's commercial district. I was wondering if you have any sources for them."

"What materials?" Olivia asked, frowning.

Roland pondered for a moment: "Black flame crystals, starlight insect powder, and an object with a strong historical aura."

"Ideally, it should be an antique, the further back in time the better."

These items are what Master Ashus said could accelerate the meditation process and generate initial empty spell slots.

Olivia grabbed the notebook, sat down, and opened it: "Black Flame Crystals are a product of the Dark Wizard's territory, while Stardust Powder is a product of the Astral Plane."

"Finding antiques with a strong historical aura is even more difficult; we are just wizard apprentices, not archaeologists."

"Where are we going to find this?" Olivia rolled her eyes at Roland, then said irritably, "Honestly... you come back and immediately give me a hard time."

"Go check the trading section of the academy forum. If you don't see it, post a thread."

"Let's see if anyone is willing to sell it."

"Forum?" Roland was taken aback; he really didn't know such a place existed.

Olivia looked up, her eyes wide. "You haven't even been on the academy forum, have you?"

"It's a magical artifact that the academy gives you along with the new student benefits after you become a wizard apprentice!"

Upon hearing this, Roland seemed to recall that after he became a third-class wizard apprentice, his teacher gave him a small, square, black magical artifact.