"Ah~, I didn't expect the knowledge in the second half of the second grade to become so complicated. Do you understand the production process of that small construct? I feel..."

At noon on the first day of school, Carl and his classmates finished class and were walking towards the dormitory.

Everyone was discussing this morning's lessons, and many people felt that the knowledge related to constructs was a bit difficult.

However, as they walked, several students suddenly noticed noisy sounds coming from the dormitory area.

"What's going on ahead? Is there any important person coming to our Tower of Wonders?"

After running a few steps towards the dormitory, everyone soon saw the "grand scene" of the dormitory area at this time.

The alleys between the dormitory courtyards were densely packed with people. Judging from their clothes, they should be the butlers and stewards of some noble families.

At this time, these people in formal attire were holding gifts and talking to the people around them.

A few sharp-eyed people saw Karl and his group and immediately walked out of the crowd.

"Hello, is this student Carl? I am from the School of Spells..."

"Hello, Mr. Karl! I am from the School of Transformation..."

"Me! I am a necromancer..."

The people who came to Carl revealed their origins one after another, and as expected, they were the butlers of those noble contestants.

This time I came here to give Carl a gift.

Outsiders are allowed to enter the Mage Tower, but they need to be guaranteed by students and brought in personally, and their stay is limited.

The noise made by several people immediately attracted the attention of more housekeepers.

Then, the surging crowd suddenly changed direction and surrounded Carl in three layers.

"Stop! Everyone, stop! Our Tower of Wonders should have already issued an announcement. The maps of the various demiplanes for the competition should have been announced. There's no point in you coming to me!"

With his hands raised high, Carl spoke loudly.

It took only two sentences for the butlers to hang gift boxes and other things all over his arms. If Carl didn't raise his hand, there would be even more.

"Hey! What are you talking about? We just heard that your idea of ​​reforming the competition system has been approved by Lord March, so we would like to make friends with you on behalf of my master."

"Yeah, yeah, just make friends!"

"By the way, I'd like to ask, since the competition system has been reformed, should we give awards to outstanding contestants?"

"You see, although the final winner is the one who should be remembered the most, every wonderful moment should not be buried!"

The housekeepers were talking at once and in a noisy manner.

After they said this, Carl also understood the purpose of their visit.

Because the entire process had to be broadcast live, everyone was aiming for the final victory.

However, once the competition system was reformed, many people tasted something different in the new competition system.

Since the final winner is destined to be the strongest one, can't the others just get no fame at all?

Although Moore said that he would make a special "videotape" of the wonderful moments, this is not an official honor after all.

As for fame, it is not enough to come from the people alone. It is only appropriate if it is also recognized by the official authorities.

Was Karl's village super football team strong in his previous life? Strong! Even professional football clubs came to poach players.

But no matter how strong you are, you cannot represent the country.

Because you don't have official recognition.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was enthusiastic applause from the crowd.

But some people think this is not enough.

We need to set up a few more awards.

In response to these people's persistence, Carl coughed twice and continued, "Anything, once it is rampant, is worthless. You have to think carefully. We can set up more awards, at most making a few more trophies, but the honor you have in your hands will be cut in half."

As soon as these words came out, the few people who had been pestering him were immediately dragged out of the crowd by the other butlers beside them.

Most of those who can come to give gifts to Karl are somewhat confident in their own young masters and young ladies.

After Carl's reminder, I realized that blindly expanding the number of awards is not a good thing.

"Master Karl is right. For some things, excess is as bad as deficiency. Just like having too many nobles is equivalent to having no nobles at all. In that case, we will not disturb your rest for now. We will leave these gifts in the courtyard of your dormitory."

Finally, an old man who looked like at least the Marquis's butler bowed politely, delivered the gift to Karl's courtyard, and left.

The rest of the people followed suit, and Carl's yard was immediately filled with various gift boxes.

On the way back, a few people who had a good relationship with the old butler came up to him and asked, "Sir, do we nobles still need to give gifts? With the strength of our young masters and young ladies, it should be easy to gain a good reputation."

After taking a deep look at the other person, the gray-haired old butler said earnestly: "When it comes to gifts, he may not be able to remember who gave gifts, but who didn't..."

Several housekeepers around immediately showed a look of understanding.

…

"Wow, you are so corrupt."

In the afternoon, Nia finished today's experiment and came to see Carl.

As a result, before she entered the yard, she saw Karl tidying up things in the yard.

The gift boxes contained the business cards of those nobles. At this moment, Carl was recording the names of the nobles according to the business cards.

"What can I do? After they gave me the gifts, I went to see my master, and he told me to keep them, but to keep a list of names so that I can return the gifts when they need help."

With a sigh, Carl opened a gift box beside him.

A piece of pure gold the size of a palm.

Although the quality, volume and purity are not as high as the fine gold key, just this piece is worth at least thousands of gold coins.

Carl received at least a hundred gifts of this level.

"These nobles are really rich. How many contestants are there in total?"

Carl flipped forward through the booklet that recorded the names of the people, and it took him more than ten seconds to get to the end.

Yesterday he said that the two class leaders were not reserved, but today when it was his turn, he found that he might not be as good as them.

"Wait! Carl, I can use this thing!"

Without waiting for Carl to continue recording, Nia suddenly found what she needed on the list. After taking a look at the information recorded by Carl, Nia excitedly ran to the gift box on the north side of the courtyard and found the corresponding items.

"Hmm? Are you planning to make the Transmutation Stone?"

Looking at the materials Nia found, Carl immediately realized why Nia asked him for it.

Actually, this material is not that expensive, but it is the main ingredient for anti-aging and rejuvenating potions. The source is controlled by the great nobles, and it is difficult to get it without some channels.

(End of this chapter)