Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 357 A Dungeon Where You Can Earn Money While Going to School

During the enchanting class, Lin Bo told the auditors that since they had come all this way, they might as well take this opportunity to make themselves a piece of equipment they liked.

He will provide some raw materials, and players can also bring their own materials. They can draw up a design and then ask him to help them make the product.

"Master, you are an angel!" the auditors cheered loudly.

Although enchanting is a fundamental subject in magical knowledge, and every spellcaster will come into contact with it to some extent, very few will master it.

Take rune enchanting as an example. Studying the language of power can take a lifetime of painstaking effort, while compiling grammar into incantations also requires years of dedicated study to ensure that the incantations align with the workings of the universe. Inscribing runes on objects and then using rituals to activate the miraculous power is equally challenging.

Lin Bo is skilled in rune enchanting, but he only has theoretical knowledge and little practical experience in other categories, such as gem enchanting and divine power enchanting.

However, this alone is enough to make him a grandmaster, because for a true name mage, inscribing runes to create wondrous objects is a skill as natural and effortless as an animal hunting for food and drinking water.

Lin Bo sat behind the podium, patiently waiting for his disciples and apprentices to bring up the design drawings.

The old disciples of the Lighthouse enjoyed the same treatment, happily sketching drafts while hunched over the enchanting table.

Even after the dungeon cycle ends, all these experiences will vanish for them, and the equipment they received will also disappear. The archmage still showed no favoritism towards the auditors from the online community.

He was willing to do these futile efforts.

The true form of the ancient sage, hidden among the students, is also being mapped.

The classroom was quiet, with a constant, bright, and cool magical light source on the ceiling. He occasionally glanced around.

[Flying Sword Apprentice] sat on the left, holding a charcoal pencil and drawing intently. The excitement and exhilaration from the sword fight had not faded, and his eyes shone like embers.

[Frosty Soup Stew Pot] sat on the right, somewhat undecided. He secretly grinned at him and leaned over to look at the artwork. When he saw the terrifying mask covered with eyeballs painted by the young man in white, he immediately shrank back in fright.

The students at the front table whispered among themselves, occasionally chuckling softly. The older apprentices secretly observed these outsiders, with the astrologer paying particular attention to the young man in white, lingering his gaze on him briefly each time it inadvertently passed over him.

It was a peaceful morning at the Academy of Arcane Arts.

The ancient saint examined his own image in the instance, which was Lin Bo from the past 36 hours. They were the same person. He stared at the mirror-like imprint and listened to the information gleaned from the light reflecting off him.

This is the first time Lin Bo has observed himself in the third person, judging his words and deeds and talents, reflecting on his merits and demerits, and examining his own shortcomings.

The high priest on the platform was probably annoyed by him, so he beckoned, "You student in white, bring your drawing up here when you're done."

A commotion broke out in the quiet classroom.

Helpless, Lin Bo had no choice but to show the principal of the Mystic Arts Academy his newly designed mage appearance.

"Using the eyes of magical creatures as cameras, enchanting techniques are used to maintain organ activity and preserve their unique visual abilities. Visual signals are then transmitted telepathically, processed by a magical computer core, and sent to the user's mind."

The high priest pretended to analyze the design drawings, but he already knew the truth all along, and the others in the classroom quietly pricked up their ears.

Lin Bo smiled and asked, "Is this design alright?"

"It looks quite good. It's kind of you to annotate all the necessary spells in mortal language, saving me a lot of trouble. I believe this will be a very useful tool. However..."

"Just what?"

The Grand Master projected his design onto the big screen, making it clear to everyone, and a chorus of groans filled the classroom.

The surface of the delicate skull mask is inlaid with a large number of tiny gemstones, but upon closer inspection, those gemstones are actually miniature eyeballs.

"This is disgusting." "Is this guy some kind of ruthless character from some special web series?" "I'm going to have nightmares after watching this."

The archmage smiled. "That's the problem. Your design is utterly devoid of aesthetic appeal. With so many eyeballs embedded in the mask, are you planning to use mental attacks to harm the enemy first?"

Lin Bo explained, "It can be covered up with illusions."

"Ordinary illusions can be seen through, while high-level illusions will affect their effectiveness. The former will make people think you are a hidden evil person, while the latter will be a losing proposition."

The archmage waved his hand, and the carbon powder on the paper rearranged, reconstructing the image and leaving behind a simple skull mask. The surface was embossed with numerous spiral incantations, resembling eyes. Each vortex seemed like a rotating constellation in the night sky, while the core was a blank space left for the true name.

“Find out the true names of all the eyeballs you need and replace their physical forms with runes. Wouldn’t that look much better?”

"This also greatly increases the demand for materials. Even the High Philosopher Stone is struggling to withstand so much animistic and dragon language."

The Grand Master replied, "I knew you would accept this plan." Lin Bo nodded speechlessly.

The Grand Master looked around the classroom and said, “Students, time is limited and I can only teach you so much. To improve efficiency, I have decided to select an assistant to share the work of answering your questions.”

Upon hearing this, the disciples' expressions shifted, they sized each other up, assessing their companion's intelligence and ability, and ultimately all looked at the astrologer. Even the auditors turned their attention to this highly anticipated eldest disciple.

“I have chosen this gentleman in the white sweater as my assistant; I am confident that he will be able to shoulder the responsibility.”

A small murmur rippled through the classroom.

The astrologer's straightened neck bowed again; he wouldn't resist any of the archmage's arrangements, for reverence was an innate instinct. His companion patted him on the shoulder in comfort.

Lin Bo sighed and had no choice but to accept the arrangement.

Players on the cross-platform chattered amongst themselves.

"Who's this guy?" "His fundamentals are really strong." "I feel like the mage's students aren't actually as good as I thought. Otherwise, why didn't they choose them?"

During the enchanting class, apprentices stepped forward one by one with their blueprints, and some players from the cross-platform even brought their own materials. The materials provided by the archmage were also of very high quality, all purple-grade magical materials.

He processed materials for his disciples and auditors one by one, simply holding them in his hands and caressing them, and the materials were naturally shaped without any loss, and the craftsmanship was exquisite.

Assistant Lin Bo was responsible for correcting the incantations in the design drawings, pointing out various grammatical errors one by one, helping to complete the modifications, and then handing them over to the Grand Master for inscription and guidance.

All finished products have received the craftsmanship certification from the comprehensive network. No item or piece of equipment is lower than the light gold quality. A small number of items engraved with dragon language can reach the dark gold quality, but they are limited by the material and can only be used a limited number of times, and their shelf life is relatively short.

"This ticket was totally worth it."

"It's not just worth it, it's a huge profit!"

"The mage is the best in the world!"

Players were moved to tears. Normally, they would risk their lives to challenge high-difficulty dungeons for a single golden item, but in this dungeon, they could study peacefully and even make a profit. It was truly heartwarming.

The lighthouse apprentices bowed calmly, saying, "Thank you for your gift, teacher."

Lin Bo examined each disciple's design and secretly memorized it.

When it was the astrologer's turn, he wanted a headband that could relieve fatigue and improve thinking speed.

"The grammar is correct. That's right."

Upon hearing the comments from the newly arrived teaching assistant, the astrologer unconsciously straightened his clothes, held his head high with dignity, and while being examined, also scrutinized the other party.

"The design can be a bit more radical, add a few more incantations to enhance the effect, don't worry about the materials not being able to withstand it."

The astrologer, seeing the other person casually making changes to their work, became somewhat anxious. "No need. Keep it simple."

"What, worried that your teacher is getting tired?" Lin Bo joked as he continued writing the mortal incantation with his charcoal pencil.

"There's no need for the Archmage to worry about it; I plan to make it myself."

"Then let's try something more difficult."

The astrologer's brow furrowed even more. He could sense that this person had no reverence for the Grand Master, and when commenting on everyone's designs, he did so with an air of self-righteousness, as if he was confident that he would never make a mistake.

He immediately said in a deep voice, "I understand the wisdom of self-awareness and don't need guests to tell me what to do."

Lin Bo stopped writing and handed back the revised design.

After the astrologer finished reading, he couldn't find a single flaw, and his expression softened considerably. He then secretly worried that his enchanting skills might not be up to par.

"Give it a try," the young man in white encouraged.

"I will." The Lighthouse disciple, clutching the design blueprint, picked up the finished artifact from his teacher and returned to the enchanting workbench.

Even after class ended, the astrologer was still carefully carving runes, his face covered in sweat, his eyes brighter than burning coals.

The others followed the archmage to the next classroom, leaving the astrologer alone to study.

(End of this chapter)