Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Dean didn't care for the last name Craig.

What he cares about is the card of the God of Creation of Light.

As expected, duelists are attracted to each other.

Playing Yu-Gi-Oh cards is one of Dean's few hobbies. When he heard about the appearance of this legendary card, of course he had to take a look.

So he tried his best to squeeze towards the direction where the quarrel came from.

After a period of pupa, Dean finally met the duelist who claimed to be the creator god of light.

She looks to be about the same age as him, but a head taller. The clothes she wears are very finely made, so she must come from a wealthy family. But then again, how could someone from a poor family afford the Yu-Gi-Oh collection?

As we all know, Yu-Gi-Oh is Yu-Gi-Oh, and card collection is card collection. They are not the same level of consumption.

But compared to people, Dean cares more about the cards.

I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the card had a protective cover and was not damaged.

He leaned forward and asked nervously, "Excuse me, is this the anniversary commemorative card of Yu-Gi-Oh? It's limited to one thousand. You have to release three mythical gods at the same time to summon them. If you succeed in summoning, you will be declared the winner. The original price was three gold coins, but now you need at least ten gold coins to buy it. Is this the legendary Creator God of Light?"

As Dean finished his rapid-fire speech, Craig's mouth corners became harder to suppress than a Type 56 magic shotgun.

The money I spent on this card suddenly felt like it was worth it.

"Yeah, it's not that great."

"Can I see it?"

"of course can."

If you don’t show off your collection, it’s the same as not collecting it at all.

Craig generously handed the card to Dean.

Dean, who got the God of Creation of Light, is like Gollum who got the One Ring, with "my precious" in his eyes.

After the opening ceremony of the celebration, the crowd gradually dispersed, and those who had reserved a spot had already lined up to take the boat, and the lawn was no longer so crowded.

People passing by looked at the young man with shining eyes looking at a small card, and the rich kid next to him whose smile gradually became perverted.

what happened?
A good guy, now he's crazy.

There were also people who understood what was going on and introduced it to others: "Look, it's played by playing Yu-Gi-Oh..."

After appreciating this rare limited edition card, Dean asked curiously, "How did you buy this card? I also went to the store to queue up, and even ran out in the early morning, but I couldn't get one at all."

"hehe."

Craig smiled indifferently.

Suddenly I understood why those adults always had a follower who understood their preferences. So this is what it felt like.

"It's not that difficult. I'm just a top member of Drogo's Toy Store. I can buy these limited edition gadgets first."

"Wow, that must cost a lot of money."

Although Dean's family is relatively wealthy, they are still far from being the top members of Drogo's Toy Store.

It is said that the membership is not permanent and one must spend a certain amount of money in the store every year, otherwise the membership will be cancelled.

So it seems that the top-level members are not so prestigious, but more like the designated suckers...

"Money is just an external thing. What I am pursuing now is the spiritual realm. I want to become an excellent scholar and physicist, and turn fluid mechanics into a solvable problem."

Craig stated a very ambitious goal, but he actually didn’t know how difficult it would be to achieve. He just heard that it was difficult, and if successful it would be an achievement that would go down in history.

In other words, don't worry about whether you can succeed in the end, just say it and it looks cool.

But Dean didn't understand, because his course content didn't include fluid mechanics.

But that didn't stop him from supporting it.

"You must be super smart."

“It’s just so-so, hahaha, just so-so…”

"Hey, are you a member of that junior class? I heard there is a class for genius juniors in Waterdeep City. Only the most talented people can go in and study there."

Craig was unhappy when the junior class was mentioned.

This was the biggest setback he had suffered since arriving in Waterdeep.

He was admitted to only a regular class, and was very dissatisfied when he learned the news.

The great Master Craig has always been in the highest level group, even in school.

Therefore, he clamored to join the junior class, saying that his not being in the junior class was a loss to the school and an oversight in the assessment system.

After shouting about it for a few days, they stopped talking about it.

He has attended the junior class as an auditor.

The courses in the junior class are open to all interested students in the regular classes. After all, in addition to the difficulty and depth of teaching, the breadth of learning in the junior class is also wider.

Many of these aspects are not taught in regular classes, so students who want to learn more about these aspects can choose to audit the classes based on the public course schedule.

Craig sat in on a physics class.

Before class, he was wondering why no one came to audit the physics class.

Less than five minutes later, he understood why.

I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.

He even doubted whether the teacher was speaking the common language.

If the students in the junior class were not able to answer questions fluently with the teacher, he would also suspect whether this class of students were also pretending to listen to the class.

After that, he was depressed for several days and couldn't accept that he was not the smartest kid in school.

I feel better now and have recognized the reality of my intelligence.

However, some people still feel a little uncomfortable when mentioning the junior class, and passively recall the fear of having their brains pierced by excessive physics knowledge and the blows they received from those kids of the same age.

"No," Craig forced a smile, "I'm just a student in a regular class."

Fortunately, Dean was a good boy and didn't say anything like "Tsk, I thought..."

"Really? What a coincidence! I also passed the entrance exam for Waterdeep Middle School and will go there to study in the future." Dean said excitedly.

"Oh, so we will be classmates from now on."

"Ha, this way I'll have someone I know when I enroll."

The two quickly became familiar with each other. They were of similar age and had similar hobbies. As long as their personalities were not too bad, it would be easy for them to become friends.

The friendship among young people will not be affected too much by their family circumstances and background.

It took them less than ten minutes to develop into a relationship where they were arm in arm with each other and would play Jenga on the same chair after class.

We were so excited about the chat that we almost forgot the main purpose of coming here today.

Visit Hogwarts.

It was the staff who reminded them to get on the boat together and row across the lake.

For Dean, a heavy book fan, the fantasy in his mind finally had a concrete image.

The castle by the lake, the spires that look like wizard towers, and the breath of magic that seems to be felt on the stones.

The winding corridors, moving staircases, talking portraits hanging on the walls, and the ghosts that float by from time to time, everything is full of mystery.

Drogo also prepared some small activities for this open day.

Each visitor is given a map with the castle's attractions marked on it.

After arriving at a location, you can ask the staff to stamp the map. Visitors who collect all the stamps can receive a gift pack of Harry Potter-related snacks.

Some amazing magic treats.

"I'm definitely going to Gryffindor." Dean said excitedly when he walked to Gryffindor Tower, which is the dormitory building. "Then I must be Slytherin. I'm so smart, the Sorting Hat will definitely put me in the Serpentine House."

Apparently, Craig didn't know how the Hogwarts houses were divided.

But he did prepare to take the Hogwarts entrance exam, because his ultimate goal was to go to the Shenzhen Graduate School. He heard that the Shenzhen Graduate School would recruit a type of students called graduate students.

Although I'm not sure what a graduate student is, it's similar to the name of a research institute, so it should be very impressive.

When the two "cloud" candidates were imagining their future, a discordant voice shattered their fantasy.

"If you want to go to Slytherin, the chances of relying on the Sorting Hat are probably not high."

"What?" Krieg looked in the direction of the voice and saw a boy about his age wearing a wizard's hat with the word "staff" written on it.

"Why not rely on the Sorting Hat? That's what's written in the novel." Dean retorted first.

"That's a novel. The schools in Hogwarts are divided according to majors. If you want to go to Gryffindor, you should consider taking these majors."

As he said this he handed out a booklet.

"Here is an introduction to the various majors at Hogwarts. You will understand after reading this."

Dean took it carefully, "What do you do for a living?"

When people are speechless, they are usually very speechless.

He wondered if he had met a fool or an illiterate who didn't recognize the words on his hat.

It is very difficult for an illiterate person to get into Hogwarts.

Dean also realized that his question was a bit strange, so he said again: "No, I mean, this kind of inside information should usually be very valuable, right? You just gave it to me so casually."

The other person rolled his eyes and held up his name badge, which read "tour guide".

"That's what I do, I tell you this information and hand out brochures."

However, when he showed his work badge, the two people in front of him noticed that it was not his job, but his name.

Ben Arkwright.

"Are you Ben Arkwright?" Dean asked in surprise.

"Yes."

"That Ben Arkwright!"

"Which one?"

"The one who did "The Flynn Wars"!"

"That's it."

“I love your game so much!”

"I hate your games!"

The second sentence was shouted by Craig, and the situation suddenly became a little awkward.

"Well, it's not that annoying actually. It's just that the new character cards that were released recently require you to draw a lot of card packs. And you can't unlock them directly after you draw them. You draw fragments, and you have to collect a whole set of fragments to unlock them. It's too disgusting."

Realizing he was being a bit rude, Craig explained.

He has two emotions towards the designer of "Flynn's Chronicles": admiration and the desire to punch the designer in the face.

Although he is a fan of card drawing, the rarity of Yu-Gi-Oh cards does not affect how they are used in the game.

The characters in "Felin's Chronicles" are really more powerful than those that appeared earlier, and the harder it is to draw, the stronger they are.

Ben spread his hands and said, "Don't blame me for this. I'm only responsible for designing the gameplay. As for how to pay, that's up to the operation and delivery. It has nothing to do with me."

"Okay, I wrongly blamed you."

Dean hasn't yet recovered from the excitement of suddenly meeting a famous board game designer.

"You are Ben Arkwright!" the sentence was repeated madly.

"Calm down. I'm Ben Arkwright, so there's nothing to be surprised about. Isn't Craig standing next to you?"

"There's Craig standing next to me?" Dean took a moment to react, "That Craig!"

Then he looked in shock at the classmate with whom he had been chatting all day.

Craig shrugged, "There should only be one Craig family on the continent."

"No, this, me, huh?"

Dean's language modules gradually failed.

The young master of the Craig family, the person his parents try their best to curry favor with.

Ben Arkwright, the youngest talented designer, has made his game "Felin Saga" popular across the mainland.

Then who is he?

He is trash!

"Yeah, I'm Craig, and there's nothing special about it, so just calm down, we just became buddies."

If it was Craig from before, he would have been pretending when he said this.

But after studying at Deep Water City Middle School for a period of time, he began to rethink this issue.

Just because of this surname, should I be superior to others?

In addition to academic courses, the school also has a lot of mental and psychological aspects to help these children grow up better.

Growing up is not just about physical development.

After thinking for a while, Craig realized the problem. His family did provide him with resources that allowed him to far surpass most of his peers, but material superiority did not mean that he was superior in character.

I also began to understand why the rule was established that nobles do not enjoy direct privileges in Drogo's territory.

In Drogo's territory, Drogo does not even have direct privileges. If Drogo breaks the law, he will be punished the same as the common people.

That's the rule.

As for how to execute it if Drogo really breaks the law, that is another matter.

Craig, who had been spiritually elevated, decided not to bring followers with him wherever he went. Instead, he paid out of his own pocket to send his friend, who had grown up with him, to a more elementary school in Waterdeep.

"Okay, buddy."

Dean seemed to need some time to digest this shocking news.

"Why are you here?" Craig asked.

"Me? Because I want to apply to Hogwarts, too," Ben replied. "There's a game design major here, and Mr. Drogo will teach it himself. Isn't it amazing that games can be studied specifically?"

"I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about why you're working here. You shouldn't need this little money."

"Don't let small amounts of money go unearned. This is the Arkwright family motto. My dad came up with it."

Craig was silent. What the hell was this family motto?

He even spoke in reverse order.

No wonder the Arkwright family was able to get involved with the Drogo Group so early.

Craig's reaction was exactly what Ben had expected, and he continued, "But the main goal is to find inspiration and make a little money on the side."

“Looking for inspiration?”

"Yes, for my new game, which may change the development of board games. However, it has some difficulties and I am still not satisfied with the modifications."

"What new game? If you're interested, please tell me."

"I haven't decided on a name yet. Dungeon Adventure Group, Treasures and Dungeons, Dungeons and Dragons... Anyway, it's something like that. A role-playing game played on a tabletop." (End of this chapter)