Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Keep Up With the Times

Black Bone Forest. 10 gold coins per person.

This price was just too cheap.

An ordinary mage apprentice only needed three or four months to earn this much. Setting aside normal expenses and whatnot, they could definitely save it up within half a year. Half a year’s income in exchange for a legendary magician’s understanding and teaching of low-level magic, including some knowledge and secrets even ordinary teachers didn’t know—how could that not be attractive?

Almost all low-level magicians and mage apprentices would purchase it without hesitation.

The same went for people who wanted to become magicians but never had the chance, yet believed they might have a shot.

Small sects or magicians who’d accidentally obtained cultivation methods, people who wanted to become magicians but had no connections—their thirst for knowledge was practically insane, something these big organizations couldn’t even begin to imagine. For just a little bit of knowledge, they might even risk their lives. How could they care about these few gold coins?

Who was Grand Magician Drinkwater?

He was a super-legendary who’d killed nearly 10 legendary magicians in just a few days—one of the continent’s top existences!

The man himself was teaching personally. What did these few gold coins matter?

It was basically no different from free teaching.

How could they not go crazy?

Even students from major organizations were placing orders left and right.

Were any of their best teachers better than Grand Magician Drinkwater?

For the price of learning one or two spells, they could get an entire set—what kind of heaven-sent opportunity was this?

You could even say that the bigger the organization the student came from, the crazier they were right now. They understood the true value of these courses better than anyone.

Besides that, when Grand Magician Drinkwater was streaming, he’d bluntly stated that this included information many people didn’t know. That attracted quite a few mid-level magicians and even high-level magicians to purchase it. For magicians at their level, spending 10 gold coins was no different from an ordinary person spending 10 copper coins. What if they could get even a tiny bit of information they’d never heard before?!

Guided by this mindset, quite a few people placed orders instantly.

In the Black Bone Forest magic tower, the administrators who’d been passionately ranting just a second ago were now completely stunned.

They stared blankly at the constantly changing sales data, their expressions shifting over and over.

Every magician understood one thing very clearly: the more powerful a magician was, the more money their daily activities burned through. A single random experiment might burn through thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins. Every magician had to figure out ways to make money.

The reason their magical organizations operated on equivalent exchange from top to bottom—even brand-new recruits had to use money to trade for magic—was exactly this. The more powerful they became, the more short on cash they were!

Just now, they’d truly looked down on Grand Magician Drinkwater’s behavior—they were even angry about it.

Originally, one spell could go for a few gold coins or over ten gold coins. They could squeeze a few hundred or even over a thousand gold coins out of a low-level magician. If someone studied potion-making or something similar, they could squeeze out ten thousand gold coins. But Grand Magician Drinkwater was only charging 10 gold coins. This was literally destroying their main source of income!

But now, their emotions had changed.

50,000 orders—that was 500,000 gold coins!

How many students would they have to teach? How long would it take?

And this was just the beginning!

As time ticked by second by second, in the time it took Grand Magician Drinkwater to demonstrate the magic once more—about five minutes—sales had already hit 90,000.

The magicians in the Black Bone Forest magic tower were all breathing heavily now, just like in most magical organizations.

900,000 gold coins. This already exceeded the total assets of many high-level magicians, even legendary magicians.

But they knew this was still just the beginning. Even more people would definitely buy this course next.

Quite a few people hadn’t gotten the news yet and didn’t have time to check the Magic Net right now, but they could still purchase it later... Conservative estimates put final sales around 500,000, which would be 5 million gold coins!

Even all of Black Bone Forest might not be able to come up with that much!

Listening to everyone’s analysis, the meeting room fell silent.

"Um, actually, I think this number could still go higher. You guys might have forgotten something—this is a zero-cost business."

The magician who’d first drawn everyone’s attention to the sales paused, then spoke carefully: "When other people sell things, they need to plant, process, produce. Even magic-tech industrial production—using those huge tanks to make druid potions—still requires costs and time. But Grand Magician Drinkwater’s thing doesn’t seem to need any of that..."

"A hundred years from now, five hundred years from now, as long as magic doesn’t progress too fast and his stuff doesn’t get phased out, there’ll be a market for it."

But could magic possibly phase it out?

Over tens of thousands of years, while magic had advanced considerably and countless different spells had emerged, the most fundamental essence of magic hadn’t changed at all.

The magicians present understood this very clearly. Just as he said, a hundred years from now, five hundred years from now, a thousand years, even ten thousand years from now—there would still be a market for this.

This wasn’t just selling courses—this was creating a money tree for himself, leaving a family heirloom for his descendants!

Every magician’s breathing became extremely rapid.

"Ahem, I believe we at Black Bone Forest should also keep up with the times."

The Lord of Black Bone Forest, legendary magician, King of Corrosion, cleared his throat. "Black Bone Forest has very distinctive features across the entire continent. Especially in dark magic and corrosion-type magic, we’re absolutely unique. To put it without false modesty, corrosion-type magic exists because of us. We seem to have quite a bit of competitive advantage too."

"You mean we should also start teaching courses online?" a magician quickly spoke up.

"I think we should establish an account belonging to Black Bone Forest. Additionally, each of our teachers should also establish their own accounts. The rules stay the same—for magic belonging to Black Bone Forest, when you teachers are teaching it, you must submit half the income to Black Bone Forest and provide a copy of your video to Black Bone Forest to sell. Income from non-Black Bone Forest magic belongs to each of you individually."

Even when teaching within Black Bone Forest itself, it worked this way.

For magic belonging to the organization, teachers split it fifty-fifty with Black Bone Forest when teaching it. For self-created magic, Black Bone Forest wouldn’t touch a single cent.

It was precisely this excellent profit distribution system that allowed Black Bone Forest to continuously grow stronger.

For this online course selling business, the King of Corrosion simply added one rule: for portions of individual sales that included Black Bone Forest magic, a copy needed to be made for both official and individual sales. Official sales belonged to the organization, individual sales were split between both parties, half and half each.

Of course, Black Bone Forest would definitely help promote their teachers as well. Mutual benefit—the meeting room filled with sounds of support.