After listening to Taylor's story and looking at Taylor's fingers that were still shaking unconsciously, Oak laughed so hard that even his gray beard began to tremble.

"Don't laugh, you'll still be relying on me for financial support in the future. Is there anyone who treats his future investment project like this?"

Looking at Oak who kept laughing, Taylor couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and said angrily.

But Oak was still laughing, completely ignoring Taylor's flushed face.

"Haha, cough, cough... Okay, okay, stop laughing. Little guy, let me ask you a question. Why do you think the wizards prepare so many stitched beasts?"

Oak laughed so openly that he might have choked on his own saliva. After he recovered, he asked Taylor another question.

"have no idea."

Taylor shook his head honestly.

Oak smiled mysteriously, raised two fingers, made a small gesture, and spoke.

"That's because this world is too small for the great wizards to show their abilities. When you become a third-level wizard apprentice like me, you will know more."

…………………………

Half a year later

"Black Mist Technique!"

Staying in his room, Taylor mobilized the magic power in his body, and released it through the witchcraft model under the guidance of his mental power.

A large mass of black fog appeared in front of Taylor. Taylor stretched out his hand and fanned it vigorously, but he didn't expect that the black fog still gathered in front of him and was not blown away by the breeze. Obviously, this black fog with magic attached and the power to block perception was not the kind of ordinary fog that could be blown away.

But the black fog was not thick, it was a light black color, and Taylor could even see the window on the other side of the fog through it.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak!!!”

He took out a black mouse from the small cage next to him. Taylor had many small cages like this one with mice in them.

There are twenty points for each item in the miscellaneous items area.

Taylor then controlled the black mist to slowly fall to the floor, and the mouse in his hand squeaked. It might not be able to tell what the black mist was with its sesame-sized brain, but its instinct told it that the black mist was dangerous.

Taylor had an expressionless face as he put the mouse directly into the light black mist. Soon the mouse seemed to realize something and screamed at the top of its lungs, but at the moment it could not hear, smell, or see.

Taylor could tell from the black rat's body language that it was very panicked and frightened.

Then Taylor took out a small cube from a small bag next to him. The smell of the small cube caused the mice in all the cages around to riot. They even frantically grabbed the railings and bit the cage fences as thick as iron wire with their mouths.

This is an inducer specifically used to attract ordinary animals, and it even has a significant effect on some weak monsters that have not yet reached the next level.

After throwing the small cube mixed with the attractant into the black mist, Taylor found that the mice running around in the black mist were not attracted by the small cube, and even became more scared.

Perhaps it was because of the slight vibration caused by the cube falling to the ground. After blocking the sense of smell, hearing and vision, the slight reactions caused by other senses such as touch would have a huge effect.

Recording this data in his notebook, Taylor continued to watch the mouse's next reaction.

According to his observation, the little black mouse originally wanted to walk in a straight line, but suddenly lost its way and started walking in circles.

In a world with extraordinary powers, even mice can have their own differences. At least he didn't know this in his previous life. After being completely deprived of his sense of smell, hearing, and vision, mice can still think of walking in a straight line to escape from the predicament.

There are only two possibilities. One is that the light black mist he created has some kind of confusing effect. The other is that the mouse has lost its mind.

Taylor also made extremely subtle modifications to the witchcraft model of the Black Mist when it was linked through the mental power nodes, making the operation of mental power and magic power smoother. Perhaps such modifications also brought him another surprise, which was the slight confusion that was not recorded in the original data.

So Taylor caught two more colorful mice from the cage and threw them into the black mist. The original colorful mice ran around like the black mice before, and then seemed to know something and started walking in a straight line, but after a few steps, they started to circle in place again.

"Minor confusion."

Taylor turned his notebook to the page about black fog and wrote down the word "minor confusion" on it.

After his slight modification, this witchcraft has acquired the attributes of mental power. After all, it can disrupt perception and involves some radiation of mental power.

After the black fog dispersed, Taylor picked up three mice on the ground and put them on the windowsill. Less than a minute later, a six-eyed owl suddenly appeared and ate the three mice.

The six-eyed owl nodded its owl head at Taylor, then flapped its wings and flew away.

This was also something he discovered by chance. The six-eyed owl, as a combination of an owl and a cat, naturally loved to eat mice, so Taylor fed all the mice used in the experiment to the six-eyed owl. After all, the six-eyed owl was also a prosecutor for the apprentices in the White Tower Alliance.

After making some space for himself, Taylor lit a handful of hay in the iron bowl in front of him and used the black mist technique again. A light black mist enveloped Taylor's head.

Then cut off the connection with the Black Mist Technique.

From his own perspective, the burnt smell that he could smell just now suddenly disappeared. He had his eyes wide open, but now everything seemed black. He had completely lost his sense of smell, and he could not hear anything because he had just stomped his feet hard.

At the same time, in Taylor's mental space, Taylor felt that an extremely subtle mental force, like a strand of hair, suddenly invaded his mental space and tried to disturb his mental judgment, but such interference was too weak.

It might fool a brainless mouse, but even a normal person with sufficient concentration can overcome this interference.

After the black fog that had lost its magic power supply slowly dissipated, Taylor sat down at his desk, opened his notebook, and wrote down in the column for black fog magic that it was almost ineffective against ordinary people.

"Perhaps I should try to develop the Black Mist's chaos interference ability in the future."

(End of this chapter)