In the machining workshop inside the Tower of Wonders, Carl was operating a lathe and making some parts.

Beside him, a dozen or so other artificer masters of the same level were doing similar things.

However, everyone was blocked by a hazy cube phantom and could not see clearly what the other party was doing.

This hazy cube is a fourth-level protective spell - Mordenkainen's private chamber, which can effectively prevent cheating among candidates.

Today is the first day of the final exams at the Tower of Wonders. After safely passing the theoretical exams in the morning, Carl and other wonder masters of this level began the actual practice assessment.

The process of the actual drill assessment is similar to the sword-forging competition in Carl's previous life, but they are not only going to make swords, but also weapons such as guns and bows and crossbows, as long as you can complete them within the specified time.

For Carl, the most familiar thing is undoubtedly the rifle he made in the dungeon. In order to successfully add the magic pattern of a rapid-fire weapon to it, Carl didn't know how many times he practiced in the dream world.

As the last part was completed, Carl's fingers quickly assembled the parts one by one.

Then he placed his hand on the rifle and cast an infusion spell on it.

"Report! Apply for early submission!"

After confirming that the injection was complete, Carl raised the weapon in his hand and reported to the tower spirit.

The hazy cube where Carl was located suddenly dissipated, and he walked forward along the gap between the cubes.

A black stone target rose up ten meters in front of Carl, and Carl raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet made of magic power hit the center of the target steadily.

"Test completed, student Carl, your test result is excellent. I hope you can keep it up."

Taring's voice rang in Carl's ears. Hearing that he had actually gotten an excellent grade, Carl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He also got an A in the theoretical examination paper in the morning, so he shouldn't be nagged by Nia and his master anymore.

"I really envy Lisanna and the others. They are now students of the Tower of Wonders, but they don't have to take exams!"

With a little indignation, Carl received a red ticket representing excellent performance from the machine controlled by Talling.

Second-year machinists only have to take two exams: theory and practical, so Carl is almost liberated now.

The remaining month or so is the time left by the college for students to work hard to repay their student loans. Students can take on jobs like crazy during this time.

This time is reserved for those students who usually do not take on school work assignments. There are always some people who always feel that they have enough time, but when it is time for the holidays, they realize that time is running out.

Just like those guys who stay up late on their computers to take online classes before the deadline.

Carl naturally had no worries in this regard, as he paid off his student loans with real money.

After leaving the examination room, Carl ran all the way to his dormitory.

The group of fellow villagers were still in the exploratory stage, and Carl was afraid that they would cause trouble during the few hours he was away.

But his worries were unnecessary. The rangers were just used to living in the jungle, but that didn't mean they didn't know how to live in the city.

When Carl came back, the two ranger instructors who represented the exchange students were studying two books on theoretical knowledge of the artificer.

Judging from the expressions on their faces, they must be in a very difficult situation.

But this cannot be blamed on them. Most rangers get jobs after receiving public education, and most people on the continent of Khorvaire also have this level of education.

"Why do I feel like Lord Oelian is playing a big game? Hunters plus magic gunners, doesn't this make a modern artillery battalion?"

As a person who has traveled through the Internet age, Carl is well aware of how much advantage an organized modern force has over an old-fashioned army.

Although Khorvaire's current army is also very strong, it is even immune to ordinary bullets with the help of popular magic equipment.

But times change and society progresses. The rifle that Carl just made can easily penetrate equipment with mage armor, not to mention the magic artillery master who is famous for his destructive power?

"Hey! Are you two reading? Is there something you don't understand? From a distance I can see you two look so sad."

Seeing Carl coming with a musket they had never seen before, the two rangers' eyes lit up.

"Karl! Quick! Quick! Give us some guidance. If we don't learn anything before the winter break, our team leader will tear us apart!"

Unlike ranger recruits like Lisanna who are still receiving education, the two ranger instructors are regulars, and their study here is both a mission and a training.

After taking the book from one of them and taking a look at it, Carl was immediately shocked.

"Aren't these exchange students from our hometown here to learn to be magic artillery masters? You definitely won't understand a battlefield craftsman's textbook!"

Among the four sub-professions of the Artificer, the Artillery Master is the one that requires the least knowledge.

The remaining three have their own merits.

However, what battlefield craftsmen need to learn includes some of the manufacturing principles of constructs. Even a mage can only access this after reaching level 10. Showing this to two rangers is like showing two elementary school students the illustrations of intelligent robot applications, isn't it?

"ah?"

Hearing Carl's words, the two ranger instructors immediately ran back into the house and took out the remaining books.

But when he saw the big bag of books, Carl's eyelids twitched.

"Didn't the contact person in our hometown explain clearly to the school? Why did they send you all the books required for the four sub-professions?"

While complaining, Carl pulled out the part about the magic artillery master from the book.

"Start with this one. You see, it talks about the structure of a firearm. But the one I have is much more advanced than the one in the textbook. If you are interested, I will take it apart and show it to you later."

After summarizing the textbook, Carl eliminated the injection method on the rifle and left the matter to the two ranger instructors to study.

But as soon as he left, he felt something was wrong.

Based on his understanding of the people in the Druid Academy, there was no reason for them to spend that much money on so many useless books.

But Karl really didn't have enough understanding of such policy issues. Before he could connect the thoughts that had just arisen, he started thinking about what to eat in the evening.

After the final exam, he still has to do hard work for his master.

However, with his current skills and knowledge, it is only a matter of time before he understands the Phantom Projector.

Once the technology on his end matures, he can start making the other equipment he envisions.

In a trance, Carl seemed to see countless gold coins rushing towards him.

(End of this chapter)