Gretel looked directly at the old magician, trying hard to impress him with his sincere eyes and ask him to give him a good score. It doesn't need to be too much, just add 15 points!
If the score is increased to 70, everyone will be able to pass the test collectively, and next year's research funding will be guaranteed!
The old magician has seen this kind of look in his eyes during many years of touring various places.
If the other party is an official mage and understands the Magic Council's review rules, he will give points directly.
However, the other party was a newcomer, and a fairly qualified newcomer. The old magician, with a red heart to attract talents for the council, decided to explain a few more words:
"Concerning the scoring of magic innovation, the parliament has a set of fixed standards, and I can't just give it as many points as I want. - Come on, let's see how many points your paper is worth!"
He raised his hand and waved, and a colorful light shone on the wall. Gretel looked up and saw meandering writings on the wall, neatly organized tables, and clearly written the scoring criteria for magic innovation.
The table has neat lines and layout. At first glance, it looks like a projector is turned on to project the contents of the computer onto the screen——
Of course, Gretel has gained a certain understanding of magic in the past few months since he traveled through time. He recognized that this was not a projection, but a manual writing using magic tricks. He really couldn't help but be convinced by this fine control.
Looking at the content on the wall again, Gretel's vision went dark, and he felt as if he had been hit on the forehead again.
Magic Innovation Scoring Formula:
10*Magic Level*Novelty*Creativity*Practicality
What the hell is this!
The three major criteria of novelty, creativity, and practicality are exactly the same as the topic review for their papers!
That time-traveling senior is engaged in patents, right...
No, he should be a liberal arts student, and he also has some HR functions. Patent agents must have a degree in science and engineering, so that senior should not be engaged in patents himself, but his daily work will involve related content?
Well, to sum up, the time-traveling senior may be from the scientific research office of a liberal arts college, and he is responsible for reviewing teaching and research projects on a daily basis... I guess...
Gretel was complaining crazily in his heart, his eyes were slightly lowered, and he looked at the table below the formula. There is nothing to say about the magic level. Level 1 magic is multiplied by 1, level 2 magic is multiplied by 2, and so on;
Novelty, multiply by 1 if it has novelty, multiply by 0 if it does not have novelty, which is a direct negation;
As for creativity and practicality, Gretel looked at the table and searched column by column to estimate how many points he could get:
In terms of creativity, creating new magic: 10 points, this is not mine;
Increase magic strength: 5~9 points, not mine;
Reduce the quantity, price or scarcity of consumables: 2-7 points, which does not apply to me either;
Develop new ways to use it - ah, that's my situation! What, only 1 to 2 points? So low?
However, arguing with the system had no effect. Grete flattened his mouth and looked at the practical formula again. At this time, the desire to complain rose up in his chest, making him want to spit it out on the spot.
This kind of magical formula can only be written by a time traveler, and only a magician can master it! If you change it to a slightly worse math, I will die for you!
As for my own score...
Gretel thought of the old magician's words, "That's useless," and had a bad feeling. As expected, the old magician smiled and said:
"Your new method is not useless at all. But high-level magicians rarely break bones. Even if they do, it is very difficult to find magic items that are five levels higher than themselves. Commoners, mage apprentices,
The possibility of accessing magic items above level 5 is very slim.
Therefore, I can only judge the practicality of this innovation for you as——"
With another wave of his hand, a red light ticked the "Not Practical" column.
"But Your Excellency!" Grete argued hurriedly. "This magic is still very useful in healing! And it is an irreplaceable role for existing healing spells! As for its price -"
Isn’t it just expensive?
Isn’t it just that magic items are more expensive?
Build a hospital!
For all patients!
CT machines, MRI machines, and even X-ray machines were not expensive when they were first invented! An MRI machine costs tens of millions, and the hospital has half a year's surplus funds!
Why don’t you bite the bullet and buy it! As long as the amount of treatment is large enough, the cost can be spread evenly to the point where every patient can afford it. There is something more important than life!
Besides, magic items are not instruments, so there will be no depreciation if left there!
Gretel wanted to continue arguing. The old magician had waved his hand and silenced him neatly:
"Needless to say, the Magic Council will not agree to something that requires huge investment and is useless to high-level mages. Even if I give it a high score, I still have to reject it. Why bother?"
Gretel tried his best to glare at him, but was unable to make any sound. The old magician smiled and continued:
"So you see, the scores are out. The basic score is 10 points; the magic tricks are zero-level magic, and according to the convention, multiply by 0.5; for creativity, I will give you a higher calculation, multiply by 2; for practicality, you can only multiply
1. 10*0.5*2*1, final score, 10 points.”
"well……"
Sighs were heard everywhere in the mage tower. The two low-level mages, Mage Gehrman, Elliot, and Karan, were all disappointed and helpless. If they wanted to argue, they really couldn't bear it: even the achievements of the mage apprentices were praised.
I went up, but I still want to lose some points. How can I be so embarrassed?
"Magic innovation, 65 points. The final total score..." The old magician simply waved his hand and projected the entire table. The items, weights, and scores for each item were listed in the same way. Finally, he gave the result impartially.
Fraction:
"78.55 points."
Not yet 80.
Level D, the host's salary will be deducted, and the entire mage tower's resources will be deducted.
Next year will be difficult...
A wave of sadness rolled over the mage tower. After the old magician finished giving his conclusion, he changed his face again and comforted everyone present with a smile:
"It's okay, don't worry too much. The council also deducts resources based on points. You are only a few points away from the passing line, so you won't have too many resources deducted. As for what you're worried about, whether you can replace someone next year or something like that -"
He turned to his disciples: "I see that in the Magistrate's Tower, several people are on the verge of breaking through. If we work harder next year, as long as one or two people are upgraded, their scores will go up immediately, right?"
Master Gehrman nodded sadly. The old magician dug into his pocket, took out a gem-like thing, and waved to Gretel:
"Come on, come on, I'll give this to you. Gehrman is my disciple, so after all, you can be considered as part of our lineage. A little greeting gift, let's play with it——"