Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Chapter 219 Profit Distribution

How could the Ash Wizard not understand what the people below were thinking?

They're just all looking to see me make a fool of myself. They only dare to speak like that because I've only recently been promoted and haven't yet gained the power I deserve within the academy.

"Old fox."

The Ash Wizard cursed inwardly, but then put on a smile again. There was nothing he could do; these guys were all veteran second-ring wizards, each one not only far stronger than him, but also ranked last in seniority.

Even though they are practically pointing their fingers at me and cursing me, I have no choice but to accept it.

After all, I need someone's help, so it's nothing to suffer some verbal grievances. Who hasn't had extraordinary endurance to get this far?

"Alright, everyone, I didn't call you all here today to discuss those two little ones. There are more important things we need to discuss and reach a conclusion about."

Upon hearing this, the crowd below all lost their smiles and their expressions became serious.

Actually, before they came here, they had a general idea of ​​what would happen today. The reason they made jokes about Ashes earlier was just to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum, so that this guy wouldn't get all the benefits.

Did they think that becoming a second-circle wizard would give them a foothold in the academy?

Don't you even look at everyone here? Aren't you all stronger than this old guy? You just got promoted and you want to snatch food from their mouths? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

If it weren't for the influence of the person behind them, the number of people present today would probably have been reduced by more than half.

Upon realizing this, fear returned to everyone's faces. They closed their eyes, seemingly not intending to pay any attention to the Ash Wizard above.

When the old man saw the expressions on the faces of these old men, a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart.

So he didn't care about the mockery these guys had just shown him. But now that he had reached the same level as them, he was being treated like this. What was the point of his advancement?

"Gentlemen, don't forget Vice Dean Red's instructions. We're all working for Lord Red, so why make things awkward for each other?"

Just as tensions were rising, a young man suddenly stepped forward from the crowd below.

However, while they are called young people, that's only on the surface. Everyone knows that these second-ring wizards are all at least two hundred years old.

When the physical body exceeds human limits, it is no longer considered human. It has evolved into another species and naturally will not care about changes in its form. Some people are willing to keep themselves young, but for most, they don't care about their physical appearance.

The young-looking fellow who stepped forward, like the Ash Wizard at the head of the table, was a subordinate of the Vice Dean Red, whom the group had mentioned.

Although everyone is working for that vice dean, there are still differences among them.

At least most people don't feel inferior to others psychologically, and doing things for others is just a cooperative relationship, which doesn't mean they have to give up their own interests for it.

Of course, while some people think this way, there will naturally be another group of people who don't.

And the young-looking guy was one of them: "Gentlemen, everyone, listen to me. Go back and join the wizards. Once you join our ranks, Lord Red's power will naturally increase. Instead of discussing how to divide the pie, let's think about making the pie bigger."

I believe that with the addition of the Ash Wizard, more benefits will naturally gravitate towards our side. At least in terms of the distribution of the academy's profits, the more second-ring wizards we have, the more benefits we will receive. What do you all think?

"hehe."

The others present sneered inwardly after hearing his words.

That sounds nice, but instead of dividing the cake, let's make a bigger one.

However, it's important to understand that sometimes making the pie bigger is even more difficult than dividing it, especially when you've already gained something.

Why take such a huge risk to risk your life for the benefit of unrelated people when you already have a share in the profits?

"Mr. Ravenlord, I completely agree with what you said, but if you want everyone to agree, you at least need to set an example for all of us. Otherwise, anyone can just talk the talk, but what we need are tangible, concrete benefits. If you're willing to throw a bunch of magic stones at my head, I don't mind kneeling on the ground and letting you hit me as hard as you like."

Just as the atmosphere at the scene fell silent again, another person stepped out from the crowd.

The other person was wearing a golden wizard's robe, which was so dazzling under the light that everyone's eyes were fixed on the clothes, as if they were inlaid with some kind of precious treasure.

Indeed, this was the case. The wizard's name was Carnarson Vanster, and he was the one who founded the Magic Stone Savings Bank in the academy. As the custodian of this huge amount of liquid wealth, the founder naturally had a considerable fortune.

Compared to the other second-circle wizards present, this colleague was extremely wealthy.

One can tell just by looking at the golden silk from the venom sac of the giant sun spider, a magical beast with power comparable to a second-ring wizard, that the other party was wearing.

At this moment, the portly, wealthy old man stepped forward and spoke, which immediately triggered another burst of laughter from the audience. Even the wizards who had been quiet moments before now wore obvious smiles, looking at the young man in the center of the room, and couldn't help but tease him, "Mr. Carnarson is right, Homis, you've said so much just now, why don't you go and show us how to make the cake bigger? If you really can, then I won't mind what you just said, let me..."

They each gave up a share of their profits to the Ash Wizard.

"Yes, yes, Homis, I also think Mr. Carnarson's suggestion is brilliant. Instead of arguing with us here, why don't you just take Mr. Ashes to find the bigger cake?"

"Hahaha~"

After everyone finished their discussion, another burst of laughter erupted from the room.

The Ash Wizard, seated at the head of the table, had a grim expression, almost as if water could drip from his eyes. However, being a second-ring wizard who had weathered many storms, he quickly regained his composure, lightly clapped his hands, and then said, "Heh, it seems we still need to discuss my matter further."