Although the Advanced Mages were a major part of the Magic Research Institute of New Flying Chamber of Commerce, and were responsible for the research and development of magic for New Flyer, the ones who truly made up this huge chamber of commerce were the Low Level Mages.
In New Flyer, the division of labor in this area was very clear. The Advanced Mages would usually enter the Academy of Magic to do research and development, while the Mages who had a hard time making breakthroughs in magic, or were still Low Level Mages for the time being, would enter the actual front line of work. They would draw Magic Arrays for the core part of each magic machine — the magic power source.
This part of the work was also very important, because without them, no magic machine could be truly operated.
And although this part looked simple, it was the part that required the most manpower.
New Flyer currently had a total of more than five thousand Mages, but only seven hundred of them were doing research in the Academy of Magic. The other four thousand were all doing the basic work of drawing Magic Arrays.
If they lost the support of these Mages, New Flyer could be said to be in a state of paralysis, unable to continue operating.
Moreover, ordinary workers could be hired to replace them, but Mages were too few in number, and it was difficult to replace them. Therefore, these Mages were no less important to New Flyer than the researchers of the Academy of Magic.
The Magician's Union Headquarters was now specifically criticizing New Flyer's role in the Low Level Mages, and they were simply targeting New Flyer's weakness. Their intentions could not be described as not ruthless.
Many people expected that since the Magician's Union Headquarters had already spoken, the Low Level Mages working for New Flyer would definitely have some scruples. It was likely that a large number of Low Level Mages would leave New Flyer.
If nothing unexpected happened, New Flyer would definitely fall into serious turmoil.
But the reality was beyond these people's expectations.
After the notice from the Magician's Union Headquarters was released, New Flyer did not seem to be affected at all. Everything was as usual.
Not to mention the mass resignation of low-level mages, there wasn't even the slightest bit of news.
This situation caused countless people to be puzzled.
With the Sorcerers Guild's lofty status in the Sines and the lofty reputation in the hearts of the magicians, as long as the Magician's Union Headquarters opened their mouth, even the noblest magicians would show their respect, not to mention the lowest level magicians.
According to everyone's expectations, after the Magician's Union Headquarters gave the order, not only would the low-ranked mages from New Flyer leave New Flyer, even the high-ranked mages who worked as researchers in the Academy of Magic should resign.
Otherwise, wouldn't that be going against the orders of the Magician's Union Headquarters?
With such doubts in mind, some people quietly came to the Principality of Constantine.
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With the rapid development of New Flyer in recent years, the area of the New Flight Commerce Main Base had also been expanding.
Most of Xu Yi's private territory had already been taken up by the industrial district. The living area from before was no longer enough, so he had moved out two years ago. He had built a large living area on the east bank of the Abundant River, facing the industrial district on the other side of the river.
This living area provided housing and living services for more than a hundred thousand New Flyer employees. It occupied a large area, with a total area of more than twenty thousand hectares. Its scale was even larger than many of the major cities in the Sines.
Compared to Xinfei City, which was located further east in the center of the northern Principality of Constantine, the atmosphere of life here was stronger. However, the use of magic machines here was not inferior at all. All kinds of basic facilities were very complete, and there was no problem with the supply of goods. All kinds of living materials were plentiful and cheap.
Living here could be said to be very comfortable and nourishing.
Because the people living here were all employees of New Flyer, the living area was naturally divided into several areas according to their positions and positions in the Chamber of Commerce.
In the area near the Abundant River to the northwest, the main people living here were the Low Grade Magicians of the Frestech Chamber of Commerce who were responsible for drawing Magic Arrays.
Compared to the high-level Magicians in the Academy of Magic who were workaholics and spent most of their time sleeping in the Academy of Magic, these low-level Magicians were at most level-3 Magicians. They weren't very strong, so they weren't much different from ordinary people. Instead, they preferred to live in this living area.
Every day after work, these low-level Magicians would return to their own residences after finishing their work. Some of the ambitious low-level Magicians would carefully study magic, but most of them weren't young and didn't have much ambition. Some of them already had a clear understanding of their own talents and knew that they couldn't go any further, so they would take the opportunity to relax.
At this time, the small taverns in the residential area were the best places for them to go.
Every night, the familiar low-level mages would come to the taverns in the residential area of these low-level mages in groups of twos and threes. They would order a few appetizers and drink the fine wine produced by the dwarven wineries while chatting and laughing freely to ease the tiredness of the day's work.
Although the Rolling Stone Tavern wasn't the biggest tavern in the residential area, it was the one with the most people. It wasn't for anything else, it was because the owner of the tavern was a dwarf, so the wine was cheap and good.
Another night had fallen, and the Rolling Stone Tavern was packed with people as usual. It was as noisy as ever.
The atmosphere in the tavern was very lively today because the New Flyer's Magic Car Race had been tested for two years and had finally become an official Magic Car Race Championship. Moreover, the first official race had been held at the track outside Xinfei City yesterday.
The Magic Car Race had attracted a lot of attention before and many people had placed small bets. Now that it had become an official championship, it attracted even more attention.
Before the race, there were even more people placing bets.
Of the low-level Magicians drinking in the tavern, there were quite a few who had placed bets.
Although because the New Flyer had ordered their employees to bet, they didn't dare place too much bets, there was still something to pay attention to. So after the results came out, the people who won were naturally happy and the people who lost couldn't help cursing out to vent their anger.
In this aspect, magicians were no different from normal people.
When Senior opened the door to the Rolling Stone Tavern, he couldn't help taking a step back from the smell of alcohol that filled the air. After calming himself down, he walked in.
When he really walked in and got used to the environment of the tavern, he found that the smell of alcohol that rushed into his nose was not that pungent. Instead, it emitted a faintly discernible fragrance.
After looking around, he came to the bar and hooked his finger at the bartender.
"Hey, do you have any good wine here?"
The bartender looked at him in surprise, "Is this your first time here?
Our Rolling Stone Tavern only has three kinds of wine, you can just pick one. "
Senior snappily glared at him, "How would I know what three kinds of wine it is if you don't tell me?"
The bartender pointed behind him and didn't reply.
Senior could only look in the direction he was pointing and saw three paintings hanging on the wall behind the bar. There were three cups of different coloured wine.
Of the three cups of wine, one was completely red, looking very pure and rich. The other cup was a faint green, looking like it had a different taste.
The last cup was completely transparent, looking no different from plain water.
Senior carefully looked at it for a while before he couldn't help giving a yi sound.
This yi sound wasn't for the wine in the three paintings, but rather the paintings themselves.
With his cultural attainment, he could easily see that these three paintings were exquisitely drawn and had excellent brushstrokes. No matter how he looked at them, they were rare paintings. They were not inferior to the paintings of many masters.
It was really strange that there were three paintings of such high quality hanging casually in such an inconspicuous little tavern.
"Hey, can you tell me who painted these three paintings?"
Senior couldn't help but forget his purpose for coming here due to his curiosity. He pointed at the three paintings and asked the bartender.
The bartender looked back and shook his head.
"I don't know. I only remember that an elf got drunk here and forgot to bring money, so he drew three paintings as collateral. I don't know how the owner agreed …"
'Idiot!
That must be an elf master! '
Senior roared in his heart, but he tried his best to keep a straight face. He only shook his head in pity.
"Looks like you missed a good opportunity to meet an elf master painter. What a pity."
The bartender glanced at him in confusion. "A painting master of the elves?
Is that rare?
There are elves everywhere here. Any one of them shouldn't be bad, right? "
"How can that be …" Senior was about to retort when he suddenly remembered that this was New Flyer's territory.
It wasn't as rare to see elves here as it was elsewhere …
Thinking of this, Senior was speechless. He opened his mouth and waved his hand disappointedly. "Forget it. Give me a glass of each."
"A glass of each?"
A middle-aged man who was sitting at the bar and sipping a glass of wine suddenly turned his head and looked Senior up and down. He patted him hard on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Brother, I advise you not to do this.
The first time I tried to drink three types of wine together like you, I was so drunk that I went home and slept for a whole day before I sobered up.
Because of this, I missed a day of work and had a gold coin deducted from my salary. "
"A gold coin?" Senior's eyes lit up, and he asked, "You're an employee of New Flyer?"