My older sister is a villainous rich girl

As if she could see right through the person in front of her, she walked past Chris without glancing to either side and stood in front of Olive.

Olive glanced back and forth at the two noble ladies who seemed to be at odds, but ultimately chose to pretend she hadn't seen anything. "Classmates, you have two minutes to warm up before the competition, please make the most of it."

As she spoke, she moved aside.

Wayne could only try to ignore the curious glances drawn by the argument and lead his group members to the instrument in the middle.

"Everyone, stand on either side of me in order, and listen carefully to my instructions," he said in a low voice. "Just keep inputting magic at a fixed frequency and low intensity, um... once per second, and don't worry about anything else."

"If you feel like you can't hold on any longer, just say so. In short, try to avoid sudden fluctuations so that I can respond in time."

The others responded with serious expressions: "Yes!"

Chris drew number 14, which put her right between two other groups.

Wayne casually glanced at Goli and Tasia, who were also cheering each other on.

Geli showed no expression, but Tasia seemed quite interested in the sphere used to input magic power.

Slightly distracted, Wayne also picked up the magic sensor beside him.

Close your eyes and channel a little magic into them.

It's like entering a narrow, long box, where you can only move within a confined space. Once you detect the boundary, corresponding magic will appear, canceling out the magic you input.

Wayne roughly understood that the "repulsive force" was the magic power originally stored inside the instrument.

He suddenly felt a little annoyed.

The fact that Professor Conley suddenly asked me to go to the lab to recharge the memory was probably because he was having too much fun and was using it up every day.

Damn it, why didn't you tell me you were making something so interesting!

Fortunately, the finished product is already out, so it won't be too much trouble for me to modify it someday.

Each group practiced their teamwork for a while, and under Olive's instructions, the competition finally began.

Chris strained to channel her magic into the sensor, her face turning slightly red.

Wayne's magic joined in a little later, gently propelling it towards the falling, bright yellow dot of light at the top.

Within the magical field created by the instrument, everyone can clearly see the changes occurring inside.

"Don't worry, the light spots will descend very slowly at the beginning," Wayne reassured him gently.

The two points of light collided and vanished in the blink of an eye, just like rain and snow melting away.

Seeing this, Chris became slightly agitated, which affected her reaction. The next burst of magic she channeled clearly exceeded the agreed-upon strength.

Wayne's expression remained calm as always, but he silently reduced his magic accordingly.

The second bright yellow dot was also successfully eliminated.

Perhaps realizing her minor mistake and wanting to make adjustments, Chris input less magic power on her third attempt.

But this is not a big deal; Wayne has already become quite adept at improvising.

Chris could only type it four times before she could no longer continue. She was even struggling to maintain her magic concentration. Wayne immediately prompted her, "Gavin, it's your turn."

The classroom was quiet, save for the occasional short instruction from the testing group. The atmosphere was undoubtedly more tense than any of the previous sessions.

In the last row of this large lecture hall sat a dozen or so teachers from different universities who had come to study.

Each of them carried paper and pen with them, constantly observing the performance of everyone on the field, and occasionally jotting down notes.

From the start of the class until now, these people have made almost no noise.

"Hey... these three groups seem to be the strongest right now. Maybe one of them will be the final winner. Who do you think will win?"

One of the teachers finally couldn't hold back any longer and began to whisper to his colleague.

"I heard that the girl with the flaxen hair on the left is the perennial number one light magic user at Qingxi Academy," the young man next to me mused. "I think she should be able to win, right?"

Although their voices were not loud, they were still heard by others around them.

A middle-aged woman not far away suddenly turned around and offered a different opinion.

"Although that girl is very strong, she is probably no match for the group that the eldest daughter of the Edgeworth family is in on the right."

"That group consists entirely of students who were rated A. In our college, they would all be top talents. When it comes to teamwork, that group has more potential."

The two sides held differing views, and the man who had just been refuted wanted to continue arguing.

Before he could say anything more, he was silenced by the vice dean in charge of the team from this college: "Enough, all of you, be quiet!"

"Learn from others' excellent experiences, but don't let it affect your regular classes!"

So the young man had no choice but to shut his mouth, full of resentment.

Chapter 539 A Thousand Pieces of Gold Can't Buy My Will

One by one, the magic power of the group members was exhausted, and Wayne stared intently at the magic field in front of him.

Now he's left to fight alone.

The other two groups haven't shown any signs of stopping yet, so they should still be persisting.

But he no longer had the mind to pay attention to that; all his attention was focused on dealing with those tricky light orbs in the arena.

At first, I could control the magic and transmit it with ease, but as the number of falling orbs of light increased, they not only became faster and faster, but their trajectories also became irregular.

The bright yellow dots bounced up and down, moved left and right, and some even spiraled and flew into the sky.

Wayne felt like he was playing one of those idiotic little games, his blood pressure rising every minute because of the malicious design.

Under its control, the magic sensor seemed to transform into a Gatling gun, relentlessly firing incessantly.

Fortunately, as long as these points of light are eliminated before they land, a point can be scored.

In some ways, this thing does resemble a modern game console, and as Wayne gradually got the hang of it, the long-forgotten joy was slowly rekindled.

He was completely absorbed in this "game," utterly unaware of the unimaginable scene that onlookers would witness.

The scores were rising faster and faster, and before many people could even react, the difficulty had already jumped to an unbelievable level.

With an extremely narrow margin, Tasia and Gore's groups were defeated one after another, and all eyes fell on Wayne's battle alone.

The audience was silent.

Countless points of light fell from the top of the interface, like a massive shower of stars.

Below the interface, the seemingly unremarkable ball of light resembled a hungry beast feeding on starlight, relentlessly pursuing any fish that slipped through its net.

The score is still rising... 400... 500...

At 600 points, the bright yellow light spot suddenly changed into a pale green light spot.

Wayne had been prioritizing destroying the light spots below the center, but when he suddenly touched the green light spot, he realized that he hadn't been able to neutralize it, and that the magic he had been casting had increased.

This green magic belongs to the wood element and is much purer than the bright yellow magic that I had previously stored in myself.

After a brief moment of confusion, he quickly adjusted his strategy for the next wave of last-hitting.

However, at the same time, his own mana consumption rate increased by several orders of magnitude.

700 points.

Wayne was already struggling; the light spots were becoming dizzyingly numerous. Finally, after missing several points, Wayne was shocked to discover that the newly generated light spots were even starting to appear randomly in intensity!

Is this even playable?

Wayne had to increase the amount of magic he was inputting again, and he couldn't even afford to worry about the wasted extra parts.

801 points.

The magic power remaining in Vayne's body dropped to the minimum threshold that allowed access, triggering the protection mechanism.

Even Olive was stunned for several seconds before she reacted, and subconsciously walked to his side and asked with concern, "...Are you feeling alright anywhere?"

She was a little worried that something was wrong with the equipment, and that it was over-exploiting Wayne's potential.

"Uh, it was alright," Wayne replied casually, "It was just a little frustrating..."

Olive immediately looked at him as if he were a monster.

After catching her breath, Olive returned to the front of the table and announced the results: "Okay, test complete."

"According to the results of the instrument analysis, Group 13 broke through a total of 390 light spots, missing 20. In this group, Tasia was very skilled in the control of magic, which shows that she has been practicing regularly; however, the performance of the other students in the group also affected your performance, so it is a pity that you lost to Group 15."

She turned her gaze toward Ge Li. "Group 15 broke through a total of 397 light spots, missing 18. Although their group didn't have a mage stronger than Tasia, they achieved a higher ranking thanks to the teamwork of these students."

"As for Group 14..." Olive paused for a moment when she mentioned Wayne.

"All I can say is that the importance of a magician who transcends social class was fully demonstrated in the test just now."

"I don't need to comment anymore, because everyone has seen it for themselves."

Even she, as the senior student, was greatly shocked, let alone the others.

Yes, a magician powerful enough to crush an entire generation—

This implies so much.

Wayne suddenly felt that the gazes fixed on him were several times more intense than before, containing all sorts of extremely complex desires.

...That's a bit scary.

"Cough um."

He stood up awkwardly, only to find that Ge Li was also staring at him in a daze.

There was no joy in those eyes.

"Wayne, well done!" Chris skipped over, patting him on the shoulder with obvious pride. "As expected of someone from the Winchester family, just like I was years ago!"

Do you mean traveling back in time?

Pulled back to reality by Chris, Wayne pursed his lips: "Yeah, after all, I was personally trained by Miss Chris~"

Chris blushed upon hearing his flattery.

"What...isn't that like I'm playing...raising someone?" She mumbled in a voice so soft it was almost inaudible to Wayne.

But I heard it nonetheless.

Wayne chuckled inwardly.

Good heavens, if this weren't in front of everyone (Miss Ge Li), I would have flirted with her until she was fuming.

"Go down, go down. The other groups are waiting to be tested."

He gently pushed Chris back to her original seat.

……

News of what happened in that class quickly spread throughout the entire academy.

This is not surprising. Apart from the fact that there are more men and women looking for various excuses to "get to know" him, life is still the same for Wayne.

He was already famous for his "magical genius" persona, and this incident only amplified his existing fame.

He was more interested in modifying his teacher's new equipment than in those messy rumors.

"Don't take it apart! Don't take it apart! I worked so hard to assemble this; every single one of them cost money, money!!!"

Professor Conley's furious roar echoed in the secluded, private research room.

Wayne casually picked at his ear.

"Money? What is money? Money can't buy my happiness~" he said as he started to disassemble the parts one by one to study the operating principle.

Chapter 540 The Dispute with Ge Li

Given the potential of this device, its more suitable home is not the examination hall, but a magic game machine.

Although, in reality, manually inputting and controlling magic is a very difficult thing, it constantly trains (squeezes) the participants' magic usage skills.

But since it can simulate an adversary, why can't it also assist the user?

If the magical energy it consumes is kept within the acceptable range for novice magic apprentices, it can become the most sought-after luxury item among the entire aristocratic class. If it goes even further, reducing manufacturing costs and allowing commoners to experience the joy of this "game," then it will become a great invention that illuminates an era!

Wien's eyes lit up as he ran his fingers over the complex wiring inside the instrument.

Unable to resist his brutality, Conley could only slump to one side, sighing incessantly, "Money... my money, it's all gone..."