I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

The crystals in the riverbed condensed into a tornado in mid-air, swirling back and forth within the channel.

Wherever the tornado went, all materials with magical power within a hundred-meter radius flew towards it, without a speck of mud or impurities.

Faki frowned, watching for a long time, but couldn't figure out what kind of magic it was. After a moment, she suddenly understood.

Roland hadn't used a spell at all.

After discovering that the conch could manipulate elements, he used it to create the most direct and simple application—altering the magnetic field of magic.

Thus, a magical storm arose in the mountain abyss, and those things with magical power had a material existence to the storm, so they were sucked into the tornado.

While those things without magical power were unaffected.

To put it bluntly, Roland created a super magnet that only attracted things with magical power.

The 'pseudo-magic stone' crystals within the bodies of the magic worms all possessed powerful magic, so even from a great distance, they flew frantically towards the tornado.

But the magic on those metals was not as abundant as in the crystals. So Roland had the tornado run around in the mountain abyss for these metals.

If the Nagas intended to understand Roland's magic today, they were destined to be disappointed.

Because Roland didn't use magic at all.

He used magical knowledge and the power of the conch!

Soon, the tornado gradually shrunk and slowly floated towards the sea clam.

When the tornado floated above the giant sea clam, the magic magnetic field gradually disappeared.

Roland timed it perfectly, muttered a very short series of syllables, and then waved his hand at the magic crystals falling from above. Subsequently, all the magic crystals fell into the sea clam.

A series of clanging sounds echoed as a rain of gems fell from above.

Many gems were larger than fingers, but for everyone present, they didn't cause pain when they hit their heads.

A crystal-clear gem landed on Faki's head, and it was particularly heavy, causing a slight ache on the top of her head.

She reached out and picked up the gem from the ground. After examining it for a moment, Faki became so excited that she almost convulsed.

At this moment, Roland blew the conch again.

This time, an electromagnetic storm formed in the mountain abyss. Like the magic storm just now, it circled around the mountain abyss.

Subsequently, countless metals gathered in the storm.

But unlike before, these metals, after flying into the storm, did not scatter and spin in the tornado, but formed a sphere, floating in the center of the storm.

The sphere was constantly charged by the electromagnetic force, flashing with dazzling light. It looked like a ball of lightning emitting strong light.

This metallic ball of lightning continuously released lightning towards the ground and cliffs, and for a time, the entire valley echoed with thunderous roars.

Before long, the metal ball grew larger and larger, resembling a floating large house.

The metal substances within the magic worms were not so abundant, and the valuable ones were even trace elements. But this storm attracted all the metal minerals in the mountain abyss.

Seeing the magnetism of the ball getting stronger and stronger, some sand and stones began to be attracted as well. Roland hurriedly put down the conch in his mouth.

With a loud thud, the huge metal ball landed on the ground. After creating a pit in the ground, it rolled towards the downstream direction.

Roland hurriedly used a 'Wizard's Hand' to control the metal ball, making it roll near the sea clam.

After finishing, Roland played with the large conch in his hand.

He said with some emotion: "What an interesting 'wand' it is.

Although your magic is very primitive, like the Southerners, you still have some very advanced technologies.

The wizard apprentices of the Eastern Territory should learn more knowledge."

Roland felt that although he hadn't completely understood it yet, it was like many magics.

At first, only some top wizards could use them.

But as long as a few generations summarize the experience, they can deduce a simpler, easier-to-understand, and more efficient and concise magical knowledge that everyone can use.

By then, among the new generation of wizards, there will be many people who understand ocean magic better than the Nagas.

Apprentices will also have more choices when choosing wands.

After Roland finished speaking, the surroundings were very quiet, and no one interrupted for a long time.

Roland looked at the sea monsters in surprise, and found that the Nagas' gazes towards him were very gloomy.

Roland suddenly understood their thoughts. He hurriedly said: "The fact that I can understand your secrets is not because I am so powerful.

Today, if you randomly call a tower master from the Black Abyss, they can understand your magic secrets.

It's just that they might not be as fast as me.

Your things are like medieval hand-forged swords to the Eastern Territory.

It is indeed very sharp, and in some aspects, its characteristics even exceed the 'swords' of the Eastern Territory, but after the Eastern Territory wizards study it, it can be mass-produced in factories.

And it will definitely be done better than you do, because we have more powerful technical theories and materials science.

Therefore, as long as you have in-depth contact with the Eastern Territory wizards in the future, you will be thoroughly researched in a few months.

So, even if you kill me, you won't be able to keep any secrets. Because your secrets are not secrets at all.

The gap between us is not the gap between individuals, but the gap between two magical civilizations."

Roland's words can be considered to have cleared up the 'misunderstanding', but the faces of many Nagas became even more unsightly.

If everyone's eyes towards him were only gloomy just now, now everyone's eyes towards him were full of killing intent.

Roland said with a face full of sweat: "I really didn't lie, the gap between us in magic is like the gap between you and the primitive mermaid tribes!

We have already begun to study the 'Chaos System' and 'Creating the World in the Void', and are studying how to create 'Mind-Flaying Holy Spirits', gods, but you are still clinging to the ancient Ice Arrows.

Your things are like kindergarten things to us.

But like the Southerners, you simply cannot realize the gap between us."

The Nagas suddenly interrupted Roland's words.

—"Master, this kid is too annoying. Dig out his tongue."

—"Hmph, what civilization gap? No matter how many magical tricks humans have, you short-lived species cannot compare to the elves in the sea."

—"There are still some individuals with amazing talents, like this kid. Master, sending him back might be a wrong decision."

Roland's eyes went dark upon hearing this. These sea monsters were arrogant and ignorant, and all his words were wasted on them.

Faki hadn't paid much attention to this side from beginning to end. After the first batch of pseudo-magic stone crystals fell, she began to pick gems on the ground.

She had already picked up a large pile of gems, all held in her arms. Judging from the volume of her huge breasts...there must be hundreds of them!

At this time, she was holding an exceptionally large gem and looking at it. Her eyes shone as she said: "He's right, the Hydra's magic is too garbage! Damn it! Another one?! How can there be so many?!"

Faki's shout attracted everyone's attention. After Roland and many Nagas looked at the gems in her arms, their eyes also went dark, forgetting all about what had just happened.

Roland hurriedly walked over. He randomly picked out one from Faki's arms and looked at it, and was also shocked: "How is it possible? They are all Philosopher's Stones?! Are all these in your arms Philosopher's Stones?!"

From the time Roland entered the wizarding world until now, it had been more than fifty years. He had only seen one Philosopher's Stone!

Judging from some miscellaneous books, often several magic mineral veins developed for a year might not be able to dig out a single Philosopher's Stone ore!

And in the sea, among thousands of second-tier sea monsters, there might not be one that could condense similar magic gems. All those with this kind of gem in their bodies were sea monsters who could advance to demigods in the future!

They were all sea monsters with the blood of gods!

But these 'mealworms' in a small garden had condensed hundreds of them!

Moreover, this was just what Faki had picked out in a short while!

Everyone hurriedly picked through the pile of gems in the sea clam, and almost every short while, someone would find a Philosopher's Stone and exclaim in surprise.

After Roland picked for a while, he suddenly patted his forehead. He used a magic to monitor the magic fluctuations here and then told the data to Diana.

Diana calculated it with the Black Abyss compass and then gave a rough number.

There were a total of more than 30,000 magic gems, with top-quality magic gems reaching a terrifying 20%, and the Philosopher's Stones added together totaled 537!

Almost every magic worm had crystallized a top-quality magic stone!

And almost every hundred magic worms had two Philosopher's Stones!

When Roland told everyone this data, Faki was stunned for a long time, and then she pinched Roland hard.

In Roland's wails, Faki said dizzily: "I must be dreaming, this must be in a dream!"

It took everyone a long time to digest this matter.

Faki said to Roland: "Whether it's the sea tribe or you wizards, they have all tried using magical creatures to produce magic stones.

Those magical creatures that live in magic mineral veins all year round, after long-term cultivation, do have a certain probability of producing 'magic stones'.

These magic stones are similar to the magic stones produced after alchemy. Although there's a difference in quality, they can be used in magic arrays.

But the cost of raising such magical creatures is high. They need to reach at least the first rank to have a chance of crystallizing magic stones.

Moreover, the probability doesn't exceed 5%.

Once the magic stone is taken out, these creatures are useless.

A thousand first-rank magical creatures are enough to change the course of a battle. Who would use them as sheep to be slaughtered?

But these 'mealworms' are different."

Faki picked up a magic stone, her eyes shining, and said, "Judging from this data, adult magic worms, whether they have reached the first rank or not, will definitely produce high-quality magic stones."

Roland interjected, "These creatures also have terrifying healing abilities. I chopped them into pieces, but they're still lively and kicking.

I think that even if the core (magic stone) is taken out of their bodies, they probably won't die.

They can be recycled.

More importantly, these things reproduce very quickly.

The nest can spit out a brood of larvae in seconds!"

Faki nodded deeply. She looked at the large metal ball not far away, which exuded powerful magical fluctuations and radiation, and said, "They are natural miners and can perfectly mine the Flame River here."

After a pause, Faki looked at Roland and chuckled, "It seems that this place is not only a large magic medicine garden and a large mine, but also a large pasture. Moreover, it's very suitable for cultivating wizards."

Roland nodded. Faki always seemed to consider things from a civilizational perspective, and her vision was often more long-term.

The evolution of the magic worms indicated that this place was very suitable for wizards to cultivate.

Faki said, "These magic worms are very valuable, and we can't exterminate them. We must leave some to reproduce. We... I mean, the Nine-Headed Serpent and the wizards of the Eastern Territory will definitely cooperate afterward, regardless of who wins or loses.

We need to develop animal husbandry here."

Roland said, "Yes, this place is indeed very suitable as a large pasture. As long as there is no Tukala as the leader, leaving one or two second-rank tower masters, plus a group of low-level wizards and apprentices, can perfectly manage this place."

Faki said, "No, Tukala will definitely be born.

From a profit perspective, having a Tukala is more suitable for the management and operation of the pasture.

We manage Tukala, and Tukala manages the magic worms... In this way, the cost is lower, the livestock are more obedient, and the output will far exceed that of the wizards managing it themselves."

Roland said, "But what if Tukala causes trouble?"

Faki said, "It won't. It will join us. As long as we give it some freedom and rights, let it freely enter and exit the pasture, let it eat at the table with us, it will think it is also a shepherd.

It is indeed no longer a sheep, but our sheepdog.

The sheep in the pen are just those magic worms that won't resist us."

Roland said, "But the magic worms have their own will. What if another Tukala is born in the future?"

Faki chuckled, "No, Roland.

You don't understand the churches in the south. The gods have many tricks. Division, checks and balances, contradictions... There are many factions in the church, and many cardinals.

Even if some people inside the church awaken, they will find themselves powerless because they cannot unify all the voices.

Therefore, as long as we manage the magic worms as believers..."

Suddenly, Faki stopped talking. She and Roland looked at each other, and both of them were suddenly shocked.

This garden is their world!

In the past, the gods who fought with the wizards here were the tower masters sent down from heaven to manage the pasture, and a group of low-level wizards and wizard apprentices!

And Tukala is 'Heraka,' these 'sheepdogs' who joined the gods to jointly manage this world!

In the eyes of the wizards, the war back then was earth-shattering and tearful, and it must have alarmed the God Realm.

But in the eyes of the gods, it was just that some problems occurred when the waste second-rank wizards in a pasture were managing mealworms.

So, a new behemoth was born in negotiation and compromise—the church!

A puppet institution full of the will of the gods.

Just as Faki said, this pasture has extremely low management costs and extremely high profit output.

It contributes a lot of faith every year.

Every few years, some disobedient worms will awaken and make trouble.

For the worms, this is a big deal.

But for the gods, it's just a little trouble in one of the many magic medicine gardens.

Roland suddenly laughed, "It's really interesting, Faki. We are studying how to operate this pasture, but we are also worms in the pasture."

Faki was silent for a moment, and then said, "Roland, these worms are not ordinary... As their gods, we are all afraid of them."

Roland looked at Faki with a strange expression and said, "Which side are you on anyway?"