In front of the advertising bar in front of the cafeteria, a group of students were gnawing on buns, murmured and discussing the latest announcement with their friends.

The rules of the competition called "Dream Battlefield" were officially released today. Students who had already received the news gathered in front of the announcement and started studying it immediately.

Charles, Enrico and Alvin were crowding together in the crowd. Instead of discussing with the two people next to him, he stared at the final prize part in a daze.

The organizer did not mention what the prize was without a half letter, and divided the prizes into several levels.

The highest-end prizes are prepared, with the first place three, the second place two, and one for each of the third and fourth places.

The remaining three unrecognized prizes will automatically enter the next lottery pool and will be drawn by the remaining top 16 players.

The remaining prizes drawn in each level will enter the next lottery pool until the top 128 players finish drawing.

In other words, in theory, players of the top 128 can get the most out of the prize.

At the same time, the competition is divided into two parts, one is a fighting game and the other is a real-time strategy game, but each person can only register one of them.

Charles was a little puzzled by this. After thinking about it carefully, the organizer might want more people to win awards, so everyone will be happy.

Enrico poked Charles and asked, "Which one are you going to apply for?"

Charles thought, "I didn't think about it, what about you?"

Enrico replied: "I plan to participate in a fighting competition to see how strong I am."

Alvin also said, "I plan so too."

Charles thought for a while, made a decision in his heart, and said, "Then I will be with you, be careful not to meet me early in the morning."

Enrico and Alvin suddenly became dejected. If they met Charles in the first round, they would have really been a game.

The speaker has a heart, and the listener has a heart. Charles and their conversation was heard by those who are intent.

The three of them squeezed out of the crowd and came to Langsha's laboratory, and started materials science experiments every night.

Charles made the data from a while ago into a graph. Under the guidance of Veldera, everyone intuitively analyzed the impact of different ingredients on slimes, and then formulated the next research direction.

They are currently aiming to achieve initial results by the end of this year with spider silk for textiles.

Charles has heard of some situations about materials learning. He feels that at the current speed, this progress node is a bit ahead of schedule, unless more people are recruited to conduct those repetitive and complicated experiments.

But the college has approved so much trial funding. Don’t expect funding to be released before phased results are not available.

Langsha naturally thought of this, and Charles found that she looked at her in the past two days, looking like a monster that was about to hunt.

The people in the laboratory are busy, and many are not idle either.

In the study room of a residential house on the island, the person who came to report Charles' latest movements bowed out of the door and gently closed the door.

Chris Dien sat on the sofa with expressionless face. In addition to him, there was an elderly scholar, a giant blonde with short hair, and a young and beautiful woman.

As a prince with the right to inherit the throne, there are many strange people and strange things gathered around Chris Di'an, and the three people in the study are his right-hand assistants.

Geriatric scholar Kierkeko comes from Nibor, the hometown of Chris Dien. He is the child born after his father raped a maid and was discriminated against by people around him since childhood.

Later, he ran away from home and followed the caravan to the knowledge city. After studying hard, he returned home in glory, and finally gained the appreciation of Chris Dien's mother.

Chris Dien's mother sent a team of soldiers to return home in glory and pretend to be a big pussy, slapping those who once discriminated against him in the face. Since then, he has sold his life to the queen, and has worked hard to serve as Chris Dien's teacher and think tank for the past decade.

The strong man like steel, Longgell and the tall and charming Greta came from the Melaren area of ​​the Kalmar League. The former was a famous local tough guy, and he is now a knight under Chris Dien, and the latter is also a famous local beauty.

Chris Dien asked, "How do we deal with Medivh next?"

Longgell said: "I got some news from my old friends that the schedule of this game is randomly arranged. If you want to meet Medivh in this game, it will probably depend on luck."

His face was very calm, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart that his lord had everything good in recent times, but he was not lucky.

Chris Dien asked, “Is there no way to arrange it on the schedule?”

Longgeer shook his head. The schedule was arranged by the soul battlefield. After registration, they generated with one click. They had no chance to do anything.

Then he said, "I have another way. Your Highness only needs to do this. As long as your Highness continues to win, Miss Diana will definitely be moved by your actions."

Greta, who was sitting next to Chris Dien, combed his short golden hair with his hands, and then said: "Mr. Qikeguo was a famous playboy in his early years. This method has to be said to be very effective. The girl of that age had no power to resist this fierce offensive."

Kierkegu's face darkened. Greta was poking the scar in his heart. When he was young, he was a playboy just to numb himself.

Chris Dienn pretended that he had not seen the two of them, and he looked at Longer.

Longgel was wearing a leather vest with no buttons in front of him, revealing his strong muscles. He said, "As long as your highness develops a muscle like me, no woman can refuse you."

Chris Dian nodded politely. If it weren't for the sake of demonstrating the fairness within the team, he would have listened to everyone's opinions. He wouldn't even look at this gluten brother on this issue.

At this time, Qi Keguo asked, "Your Highness, have you considered it..."

He reached out his hand and made a downward slash.

Chris Dien was silent for a long time, but finally shook his head and rejected his suggestion.

Longgel smiled contemptuously and said, "Do you only have muscles in your mind? Why do you always think about using violence to solve problems?"

Qi Keguo was so angry that he was so angry that he was this gluten man.

Longgel continued: "Don't you have to solve everything by violence. Can't you find another woman to seduce Medivh away?"

Greta immediately said, "What if Medivh wants all of that?"

"Then find a few more." Longgeer said seriously, "There is no crack between them now, so your highness has no chance."

"As long as there are enough numbers, I don't believe that Medivh won't treat Miss Diana lightly, he's too busy to do it."

"As long as there is a rift between them, your Highness will have a chance."

Chris Dien and the others looked at this guy in horror. Such words were not something he could say.

At this time, Longgeer proudly took out a book and said, "So, people should read more."

The book cover is printed with "Good Boat Academy".

Chris Dian sighed and began to discuss the next issue...

It was late at night, and Kierkegu and Longgel left the study, and Chris Dien sat on the sofa and sighed tiredly.

Greta walked behind him and massaged his temples.

"Is it only Diana?" Greta asked a soft question that had been in his heart for several years.

Chris Dien, who enjoys massage with his eyes closed, said: "She combines beauty and wisdom, and has no strong family background, and is the most suitable candidate."

Greta asked again: "Is it not good to explain our plan to her first? Maybe she will understand us..."

"No," said Chris Dienne. "This task is too dangerous and too expensive for the participants."

"Only by letting her fall in love with me and obeying my words, I dare to hand over this task to her."

"We have too little capital. Whether we can seize these three hundred years of opportunities to rise depends on this goal."
Chapter completed!