The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 177 Happy Graduation?

"If the price is right, I'll buy one too."

Moran also said.

These mutant crops are much more interesting than ordinary crops.

Most importantly, she had just tried it, and even if she fed the Book of Cards with the mutated crop fruit, she still couldn't make the exact same card.

These mutated plants and the magic that cultivates them are closely linked; that trace of magic cannot be replicated.

So if she wants to play with these plants, she has to grow them herself.

However, she doesn't need to rely on these plants to fill her stomach; ordinary crop yields can be easily made into cards.

Moran only considers planting it for fun, so the price is reasonable; if it's too expensive, there's no need for it.

“I plan to initially price it at 5 Mana, which will be enough to grow the crops I just introduced to you. As we develop new mutated crops, we will continue to expand the cultivation scope, adding 1 Mana for every 10 new varieties,” Sylph said. “What do you think of this?”

“It’s suitable! Have you thought of a contract template? If you have, we can sign the contract now!” Vasita said.

"Think about it!"

The two signed a contract on the spot.

Lilith, thinking about the vampire blood fusion magic that was about to be sold, wasn't so worried about the mana cost anymore. After Vasita, she also signed a contract.

Moran hasn't bought any yet; she hasn't had time to grow these mutated plants lately, so she's not in a hurry.

However, they did cooperate with Sylph to first produce the semi-finished cards of these mutated crop seeds and put them on the card shop.

Lilith and Vasita immediately bought several seed cards, intending to cultivate them when they got back.

"Further inside, there are dangerous plants like the Screaming Bellflower, and other plants whose functional properties I haven't fully understood, so it's not convenient to visit..." Sylph said.

During the cultivation of each of the plants inside, she was taken to the clinic.

She wasn't confident that her friends could visit safely.

Although Moran and the others were curious, they didn't press the issue and stopped there: "Let's go back! It's getting late!"

On the way back, Moran used transcription magic to draw a large picture of all the mutated crops he had seen that day and handed it to Sylph:

"Adding some plant descriptions on top should be enough!"

Sylph was captivated by the painting: "After the promotion is over, I'm going to buy it and keep it as a collector's item! It's so beautiful!"

"Your promotional poster will definitely be the most eye-catching!" Vasita and Lilith said enviously.

Their witch magic promotional posters can't be drawn as paintings for promotion, so they'll definitely be less impressive than Sylph's.

However, they weren't afraid of magical effects.

Moran was even less worried about losing attention, and even gave Vasita and Lilith some advice:
"You can demonstrate the effects of witch magic yourselves; I'm sure it will be quite a sight!"

One consumes mana to replenish its own, while the other can move at supersonic speeds like a vampire and heal rapidly.

"And what about you, Moran? Do you have any special promotional methods prepared? Like a tasting event or something?" Vasida swallowed hard.

“Posters and flyers are enough,” Moran said. “After all, you need to buy my cards to better utilize your witch magic!”

Their witch magic all relies on her cards, and the better their promotional efforts, the better her card magic will sell.

This is why Moran reminded her friends as soon as she received the news.

Why would she promote it herself when it's more convenient to have her friends do the hard work?
Three days later, in the afternoon, Moran, Vasita, Sylph, and senior Lilith went to the academy castle with prepared promotional posters and flyers. The group went around to the outside of a classroom on the west side of the second floor and listened carefully.

"Isn't this an exam? Why is it so noisy?"

"This afternoon is the time for submitting and grading the papers. They should be announcing the exam results and giving out rewards right now," Moran said. "This exam is open-book! You can consult any books you like for three days, as long as you hand in your answer sheet at the last minute. Of course, there will be a guardian dean watching over you to prevent you from copying other people's answers."

"Open book?" The three little witches had never heard of this kind of exam before. Before they could ask any more questions, the classroom door opened.

Ms. Amisa, dressed in a green robe, walked out of the classroom, winked at them when she saw them, and then quickly left.

They could hear the sounds coming from the classroom much more clearly.

A chorus of wails would hardly be an exaggeration.

"It sounds like the senior students' exam results aren't very good," Vasita said uncertainly.

Four little heads peeked into the classroom.

Goodness, everyone has a workbook!
"Who could possibly solve such a difficult math problem?!"

"I definitely won't!"

"I don't know either! I can't find the answer in the book!"

"This, this, and this—I've never learned these before!"

"I just want to know, if we don't use this workbook as a 'reward,' will Ms. Amisa suddenly appear one day and ask us to hand in our homework?"

"Didn't you hear Ms. Amisa say that it's best to finish the workbook before leaving the wilderness?"
At best, we possess the ability to survive in the wild. In places inhabited by intelligent beings, ignorance is more likely to lead to death than incompetence!

"I never imagined that I would have to do homework after graduation! And such a huge 'workbook' at that! I've never even heard of a graduation exam before!"

"Look at this passage on the last page of the workbook: 'A tribute to the inventor of the Valen workbook, the propagator of the Blue Star workbook and exam culture—the witch Moran.' Is the witch Moran the little witch from first grade?"

……

Moran swiftly withdrew his head and took off running, even using supersonic speed.

"Hey! Moran, where are you going?" Lilith chased after her and grabbed her arm.

"I don't think today's timing for the promotion is quite right. How about we do it tomorrow—like our senior?"

Moran turned around and saw the fifth-grade students coming out of the classroom.

They were all holding thick exercise books, staring intently at her.

Moran felt a chill run down her spine!
I tried to run! But I couldn't move; Senior Lilith was still holding me back!

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Ahem! Happy graduation, seniors!"

The fifth-grade witch slowly approached: "So this workbook really is your work?"

"Yes!" Moran smiled on the surface, but was actually whispering to Lilith for help, "Quick, quick, take me away!"

Her supersonic speed couldn't outrun the flying broom.

Lilith hesitated...

Moran: "This is a great opportunity to showcase your vampire blood fusion magic!"

Lilith's eyes lit up instantly: "Leave it to me!"

(End of this chapter)