Early Monday morning.

As the first rays of sunlight fell on the campus of Icherita, the golden slanting light rose and fell on the red brick walls of the old buildings, giving them a slight glittering glow.

The native plants of Icherita sway in the morning breeze, the trees and meadows are covered in the morning dew, and the air is filled with a fresh fragrance.

With the chirping of the birds, the doors of the main library slowly opened, and the students appeared on campus one after another, some busy rushing to their morning classes, some leisurely enjoying their breakfast, and occasionally laughing.

Passing through the green lawn where the old liberal arts building is located on the border of the Magic Academy, a few minutes further on, you will see an artistic iron tower-style glass curtain wall building, on which the sunlight is reflected, making it look tall and bright.

The fifth floor of the main building of this magic academy.

In the dean's office.

Professor Bolau was sitting at his desk, surrounded by drawings, parts, and various mechanical tools.

Not long after he arrived at the office, he was quickly drawing on a translucent blue drawing with a mechanical pencil in hand, occasionally stopping to use his magic glasses to examine the small, delicate parts that lay beside the drawings.

His slightly curled pale hair shimmered in the office light, and his eyes were focused, completely immersed in the task at hand.

That's when it happened.

There was a cautious and slight knock on the door, as if trying not to disturb Professor Borao, but there was something important.

"Come in."

Bolao didn't look up, his deep voice was calm and powerful, apparently used to being asked for help by everyone possible during breaks in work.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a bright light poured in through the crack in the door, and soon a young magician teacher, who gently turned his back to close the door, and then greeted Bolau:

"Good morning, Professor Bolau, we have received contact from the Card Makers Association that a student has been given a ...... in Saturday's Registered Card Maker exam"

The hesitant voice of the young magician teacher echoed through the wide room surrounded by innovative drawings and magic equipment, as if he was still not quite sure of the contents of the document he had received in his hand, and wanted to take one last look.

"Silver?"

Professor Bolau asked absentmindedly as he stared at the drawings on his desk, apparently preferring to devote his time and energy to his research rather than such petty matters.

"It's not...... It says it's Platinum. ”

The voice of the young magician teacher was full of doubts.

"Oh."

Professor Borao, still so carelessly, replied,

"Huh? Platinum? ”

Then he looked up again, took off the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and placed them on the table, staring at the young magician teacher suspiciously.

In so many years, he had never heard of a student who was directly graded to platinum.

The promotion starting from the gold level often requires the association to accumulate a large number of research results, patent recognition, finished product sales, industry reputation and other dimensions to meet the comprehensive standards in order to participate in the promotion assessment.

Similarly, having an epic title is one of the most difficult prerequisites for Platinum qualification.

If you want to bypass these steps to reach the platinum level, you can only make an orange epic on the registered card maker exam.

"He made an orange epic on the Registered Card Maker exam?"

Professor Borao's question was met with a tone of assurance.

Once his best student, Mi Ya, made spell cards, summon cards, and equipment cards on the registration exam, three different categories of pink sacred, which can be called the ultimate stable play and all-round coverage, and it was only set to the gold level, which is very close to platinum.

"Yes, I made one orange epic and three white normals, and because the single card score of that orange epic was very exaggerated, it was finally set to the platinum level."

The young magician teacher nodded, and stepped forward to hand Professor Bolao all the documents of the Ixerita Card Makers Guild in his hand.

Many of these important documents need to be approved and signed by Bolao, the director of the Magic Academy, and may also need to communicate with the director of the Sage Academy.

Bolao took the heavy brown leather document bag, directly found the page of the detailed finished card evaluation form, and began to read it.

Being able to make a third-order epic on the card maker exam also felt a bit unbelievable.

Few card makers would have the potential to make an orange epic so early.

Even with extremely rare materials and the best perfect play, the genius should only be able to make pink sacred.

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't."

Bolao muttered to himself as he stared at the production process and detailed analysis of that epic work, Shining Virtue.

Each epic card is unique, anchored to the world, and throughout history, and the person who was able to create it would have a little legend in his own right, and it would never be a teenager who could have it.

"Do we really have such a great student?"

Professor Bolau didn't think that there was such a genius among the new and old students of the Magic Academy.

He couldn't be clearer about how many pounds and taels each student had.

Although to be precise, the direct classification of platinum is still gold, but as long as this qualification is obtained, it is only a matter of time before you go through the approval and become a platinum level.

“…… It's from the House of the Sages, and it's called Ranch Wilford. ”

The teacher of the Magic Academy, who was standing at his desk and waiting like an attendant, could only prompt awkwardly when he saw that Professor Borao was still focused on the analysis report of the epic cards.

“！”

When Professor Borao heard the name, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and he slowly put down the document in his hand.

He remembers the name vividly.

"It's really the rising Dongxi ......"

Borao looked out the window at the morning light and muttered to himself.

It was that guy who broke the artificial shadow world startup terminal at the beginning, and he had to shelve the scientific research project at hand at the behest of Loren, the president of the Sage Academy, and rushed to repair it overnight.

The most important thing is that the huge amount of scientific research funds advanced by their Magic Engineering Institute has not been approved for reimbursement so far!

"Because the handover work on the card maker guild's side is basically carried out with our magic academy, and the sage academy is not very familiar with these contents, Dean Loren has made an appointment to come and visit you later, and will bring Ranch Wilford to meet you."

Sensing the bad atmosphere in the dean's room, the young magician teacher hurriedly saluted Professor Borao, and then prepared to retire.

He knew that the Hutton Kingdom's finances were not in good shape last year, and Professor Bolau was very angry that the Magic Academy was cut by one hundred pounds a month, not to mention that this time because Lan Qi had lost an astronomical amount of eight thousand pounds before the start of school.

"I see, let Loren come over directly."

Bolao gritted his teeth and said, thinking that the eyes of the knife man could not be hidden.

(End of chapter)