Artificer Adventure Guide

Chapter 122 Isn’t that simple? I……

"Because of the phantom device, victory is inevitable? What kind of logic is this?"

Karl felt very confused after hearing the prefect's words.

After taking a deep look at Karl, the prefect sighed.

"Alas~, you don't understand. For those who come from traditional aristocratic backgrounds, honor is very important. This competition will be broadcast to Fairhaven, so those mages who come from aristocratic families plan to recruit from outside the competition. Gain first-mover advantage.”

The prefect's words made Karl's eyes widen.

"An upright competition is considered an honor, right? Bribing the builder to know the map inside in advance...isn't this cheating?"

The adult prefect smiled sheepishly, but stopped answering, as if he felt a little helpless at Karl's innocence.

"Hahaha, Karl, you think too highly of people's moral integrity. Everyone says that the Nine Paths is a microcosm of the situation among the countries in the continent. Do you think the various kingdoms will give up letting spies steal information just because of the so-called fairness?"

At this moment, the seventh grade prefect came over.

Compared to the sixth-grade prefect who seemed a little uneasy about accepting gifts from others, he seemed much calmer.

"Well, if it reaches this level, just giving gifts doesn't seem to be impossible."

With just a few words, the seventh-grade prefect made Carl's point of view change, and this showed the level of eloquence of the two prefects.

"Of course! In fact, when Professor Mooreban asked us to build the levels, the intelligence war for the Nine Path Competition had already begun.

Those who are relevant can initiate relationships, and those who are not can be bribed with financial resources.

Do you think that all the winners in the past relied on their own intelligence?

Which of them does not have an organization or team behind it?

Coming from a poor background is no excuse; charisma is also a necessary condition for success. "

Putting his arms on the shoulders of the two of them, the seventh-grade prefect shook his head, as if he was not afraid at all of facing Professor Morban later.

Although he made a good point, the sixth-grade prefects didn't buy it so much.

"I hope you can say the same thing when you get to the tower master later. Isn't it just to prevent cheating from other schools that they entrust the project to us?"

He mumbled something under his breath, but his mood was still not very high.

The three of them were not far away from Morban's office. They walked up a flight of steps and arrived at the door of the office.

At this time, the door to Moore's office was open, and several senior artificers were standing outside the door shivering, like a row of quails waiting to be fried.

Seeing Karl coming with the two prefects, they winked in this direction very loyally.

"Are Karl and the prefects from the sixth and seventh grades here? Come in!"

Neither of the two prefects were Morban's apprentices, which was evident from their titles. Morban didn't even remember their names.

Obediently walked into the office, and as soon as the three of them looked up, they saw Morban sitting in his seat with a dark face.

The originally amiable fat old man really had the dignity of a high-level professional at this time. Even the seventh-grade prefect who looked very calm just now couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Tell me, how to solve it? The construction progress of the project is already more than half, should it be dismantled and then modified? You, the teachers, have modified the thirteenth version of the design plan to make a profit for yourself. You bastards really dare to accept gifts. "

Although these words were spoken in an extremely calm tone, even Karl could hear the anger hidden in Morgban's words.

Glancing at the seventh-grade prefect who had a golden tongue just now, Karl sighed to himself that it was useless, and then took half a step forward.

"Master, I don't think things are that bad yet."

After looking at his apprentice again, Morgban wondered whether Karl had also accepted the gift.

Seeing his master frowning and looking at him, Karl quickly said: "I don't want to give you a gift! I have been busy working in my factory throughout the holiday. If you don't believe me, ask my dad!"

Hearing that Karl actually moved out his parents to prove himself, Morgban nodded, which was regarded as acknowledgment of Karl's statement.

"Then tell me, how do you plan to solve it?"

Morgban poked his fingers heavily on the table, as if he wanted to poke a hole in the table.

"Isn't that simple? Can't we just publish the map directly?"

Spreading his hands, Karl looked indifferent.

"What are you talking about, kid! You..."

He was about to scold Karl angrily, but Morban's sharp mind caught some of Karl's intentions.

The Level 7 Artifact Master's Flash of Inspiration feature was activated, and Morgban's eyes lit up, and he somewhat understood what Karl meant.

"You mean...since someone jumped the gun, let's just reset the starting line?"

The two prefects on the side were stunned, especially the seventh grade prefect.

He originally thought that Karl was a naive and silly boy, but now he saw that he was clearly a man with a white face and a dark heart!

"No, no, it's hard to tell from the Eight Great Schools. If you don't know, you might think that our Tower of Magical Equipment is taking this opportunity to openly ask for bribes!"

"Alas - (second sound), how can this be considered asking for a bribe? And Master, have you forgotten why they asked us to build the competition venue in the first place?"

"Why? Don't you just want to avoid cheating?"

"Correction, I don't want other families to cheat!"

The two class leaders opened their mouths wide as they watched the conversation between the master and the apprentice.

After Carl said this, Moore class also came to his senses.

"You mean, they couldn't reach an agreement before because they were afraid that other schools would have too strong a backhand? Hiss——"

Thinking about the gap, Moore class felt that his mind was suddenly broadened.

"What about those mechanisms? If the level design is announced, won't these brats just avoid them all and run to the finish line with one mind?"

"Heh! This is easy. Give each mechanism and monster a treasure chest with score medals in it. Only with a certain number of medals can you open the door to the finish line. Otherwise, even if you reach the finish line, you have to watch."

"What if the score prizes are evenly divided among the contestants?"

"Wouldn't it be okay to allow the contestants to snatch other contestants' medals?"

Relying on his rich gaming experience in his previous life, Carl completed a major reform of the Nine-fold Path Competition.

At this moment, he deeply understood the mentality of some unscrupulous planners.

Mooreban sat on the chair, tapping the desk unconsciously.

He always felt that there was something wrong with his apprentice's suggestions, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

After a long time, he stood up from the chair.

"You three stay here first, I'll go discuss it with the tower master!"

After saying that, he ran out of the office in a hurry.

After running two steps, the mechanical boots under his feet sprayed flames and flew away with him.

"Okay! Brother!"

Watching Mooreban fly away, the two class leaders looked at Carl with admiration.

If the matter can be accomplished, then the matter of their accepting bribes will not be so serious.