Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 49 Rewards

When the four arrived at the judges' table, Judge Zhong from the University Alliance was the first to stand up, take two steps forward, and smile with encouragement.

He took four necklaces from the plate held by the attendant beside him.

Upon closer inspection, the necklace was adorned with tiny, transparent trophies, each seemingly shimmering with an almost imperceptible light.

He handed the necklace to each of the four people, accepting their thanks with a smile.

"This is the symbol of the champion, the Chain of Hope," Judge Zhong explained the information about the chain. "It is engraved with a mid-level light magic spell, Radiant Protection."

"It can be released when you are in mortal danger, but it is a one-time use. If you activate it once, you need to be careful."

Upon hearing this, the group nodded, with Zhao Qingying and Mei Qian smiling even more broadly, as they desperately needed this kind of defensive power.

"Next is the selection of magical artifacts. What kind of magical artifacts do you want?" Judge Zhong said. "We will reward each of you with a magical artifact that is sufficient to support high-intensity mid-level battles, except for winged magical artifacts, of course."

"After you make your selection, please leave your address, and we will send it to you this afternoon along with the Nebula Vein."

Judge Zhong gestured for the four of them to come to the table with him. He took out a form from his seat and asked the four of them to fill it out.

The form is very simple: name, phone number, school and mailing address, and the selected magic item.

Bai Mo filled in the information at the beginning, but hesitated at the last part, the magical artifacts.

There are no magical tools that are unnecessary, but there is always a priority.

First, excluding magic items, I now have wind-type abilities, so my movement speed is almost maxed out.

Secondly, there's the Concentration Magic Tool. Its wind element includes the Origin Spirit Wind, the first effect of which is to protect the mind, which it calls Guardian of the Heart.

The power of this effect is not great now, as Bai Mo tested it with Ding Yumin. It can block a mental attack for a while, but the protective wind will not blow again for an hour.

But once Feng Ling reaches the level of a War General, this will be a mid-level Mental Wall, and one that will continue to grow.

Finally, there's the shield magic item, because it's cheaper than the slashing magic item and the armor magic item.

A simple and unpretentious reason.

Then, Bai Mo remembered his sound-detecting earrings. These functional magical artifacts were quite good, but their levels were often difficult to categorize. He wasn't sure if the university alliance's treasury didn't have good ones, so he asked:

"Master Zhong, do you have any functional magical artifacts, such as those that can enhance the power of elemental magic?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Zhong glanced at a young colleague beside him, who immediately smiled and said, "Yes, we do have magical enhancement tools, but their effects are generally between 50% and 80%, and there's a limit to the number of uses. Anything better is beyond our reward range."

Bai Mo nodded. The effect was similar to that of functional magical artifacts on the market, so he wrote the words "Armor Magical Artifact" on the form.

A set of armor and magical artifacts capable of handling mid-level, high-intensity combat would cost approximately 50 million.

Getting something for free is really great.

After they finished filling out the forms, Professor Zhou from Mingzhu University, who had been sitting silently to the side, took out four admission notices and handed them to the four students.

"Congratulations! You have been admitted to Pearl Academy."

Seeing that all four of them were looking at him, Professor Zhou continued, "Which department would you like to join? I need to register you."

"Space-based." Bai Mo answered first when he saw that Zhou Tianyuan and the other two had all glanced at him.

He had considered whether to follow Mo Fan's example in the Summoning System Tournament, but after thinking it over, Bai Mo decided to join the Space System.

Firstly, he was surprised to find that one of the teachers in the Space Department was Dean Xiao himself. However, he was also very happy. Dean Xiao was a master of formations. Although he was good at water-based formations, it didn't mean that the Space Department was a noob.

It's more than enough to teach him.

Secondly, he is, after all, a member of the Bai family and represents the Bai family. If he were to plunder all the resources of the entire system like Mo Fan did, wouldn't that tarnish the Bai family's reputation?

Thirdly, he also knew that while the Summoning Department's Beast Tournament was indeed an event involving the entire Qing Campus, other departments also had their own events. The rewards were usually provided by alumni who graduated, and the quality was generally not low. These events were not included in the resources provided by the school.

Upon hearing Bai Mo's choice, Professor Zhou nodded, as expected.

Then he turned his attention to the other three.

"Water system"

"Wind Series"

"Lightning element!"

After completing the process, Bai Mo and the other three approached Su Ning, who then asked, "What magical artifacts did you choose?"

The four exchanged glances and all exclaimed, "Armored Demonic Gear!"

"Hmm!" Su Ning nodded, looking as if she had expected it.

"The prizes for the university alliance competition are all made by the master blacksmiths in the Pearl Mage Tower, so you don't need to worry about them." As she spoke, she took out four cards and handed them to them. "You led your school to win the competition, and these are the prizes the school is giving you."

The four of them accepted the card. Bai Mo glanced at it, put it away, and followed Mei Qian, saying thank you to the school and teachers. Then, curiously, he asked:

"Teacher Su, how much did the school benefit from this?"

He knew that this competition was related to the resources that the college league would allocate to each high school the following year.

"There are many benefits, but how would I know that the last time our school won the championship was more than 20 years ago?"

Su Ning glanced at him indifferently. She had been genuinely worried for them today, but she hadn't expected Bai Mo to be so strong; many of the teachers at the school couldn't beat him. Then she spoke again.

"If you're curious, why don't you ask the teacher who led the group last time?"

Who is it?

"They taught you the theory of demons."

"Never mind then, I'm not that curious." Bai Mo shook his head. The teacher of the demon theory class was a young old man in his fifties from the Northeast, who was particularly talkative.

Attending his classes was a pleasure; he always managed to tell stories of all sorts of demons and monsters, accompanied by strange folk tales and ghost stories.

But chatting with him is torture. You only need to start the conversation, and then you can just say "uh-huh" or "yeah" or nod for the rest of the time.

He would talk about everything under the sun, from the east to the west, then move on to family matters and current events, and the things you wanted to know might not be hidden in these long discourses.

"Let's go then." Seeing that most of the people in the arena had left, even that unlucky teacher who had been standing at the exit of the players' tunnel with her earlier.

They were all treated by medical staff, and Su Ning led the students away.

"Teacher, you can go with them. I won't go back to school." After saying that, Bai Mo turned to look at Zhou Tianyuan and the other two. "See you at Mingzhu Academy next year!"

The four watched Bai Mo leave, and Su Ning asked again, "What about you guys?"

"I still have some things in my classroom, teacher. I'll go back to school with you," Mei Qian said. "I won't be coming back after this."

"Me too," Zhou Tianyuan and Zhao Qingying said at the same time.

Upon exiting the stadium, Bai Mo saw a person standing next to a stone pier at the stadium entrance.

It was Ding Yumin. Today, instead of wearing her hair down as usual, she had it tied in a high ponytail. She was wearing a black high-necked off-shoulder top, her fair arms were behind her back, and her face was expressionless.

She seemed to have lost some of her usual tranquility and composure, and gained a touch more of charming cuteness.

"Why are you here?" Bai Mo met her gaze, walked to Ding Yumin's side, glanced at a few people from Mingzhu Affiliated Middle School who were watching from a distance, and asked directly.

"Let's celebrate for you."

"That's good. Let's find a place to have lunch. It's almost noon." Bai Mo said, and walked out with her.

"stop!"

A sharp shout rang out, clearly directed at them.

But neither of them listened; they just said, "You think I'll stand up just like that?"

"Hmph!" A sudden cold snort rang out, a shard of frost striking the ground in front of them, followed by a somber voice, "Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?"

Bai Mo glanced indifferently at the ground, then turned around and saw the teacher leading the group from Mingzhu High School striding forward with two students.

"Did you reveal our battle plan to this kid?!"

Lu Yuan's face was grim, even somewhat fierce. He stared coldly at Ding Yumin, who had stopped and turned around. In an arrogant tone, he began to lecture her harshly:

"You ungrateful wretch! The school nurtured you, and instead of joining the team to repay them, you betrayed my plans! You've wasted all the school's investment in you!"

Behind him stood Lu Yilin and Ye Zi, Lu Yilin's face full of approval.

Ye Zi took a step back, looking embarrassed, as if it was none of her business and she was distancing herself from them.

If it weren't for some instructions from Teacher Zhou of Mingzhu Academy, he wouldn't have been caught by this teacher with connections and brought here to be interrogated.

However, Ding Yumin remained calm and indifferent in the face of Lu Yuan's unreasonable and impolite insults, as if a cool breeze was blowing on her face.

Bai Mo frowned. He knew this teacher in charge; he was from the Lu family. Had he lost his mind? What did this have to do with Ding Yumin?

Bai Mo felt that all of the Lu family's things were a bit off, no wonder the Red Devil went to their house.

But Lu Yuan's trashy words were clearly not over yet.

"Tell me the truth, you shameless eye-roller."

(End of this chapter)