"Efforts can be made outside the castle, on the city wall, and the outer layers of the fortress. The castle is massive, providing enough space as a defense mechanism without affecting daily living. If it were me..."

Rooney began to meticulously explain the model of the Heart of the Demon King's Castle.

Shami listened attentively.

Time flew by, and when Shami came to himself, three or four hours had passed.

"Director Rooney has such unique insights that swept away the clouds and enlightened me."

Shami sighed deeply.

Rooney smiled warmly. Being able to express one's viewpoint on architecture is one of the most delightful things for those in the architectural field.

"There are a few more questions."

"Please go ahead."

"Regarding the master's room issue."

Shami became mysteriously secretive.

"As for the master's room, a large master bedroom accompanied by a small bedroom in the study for the male master to sleep in during a cold war phase isn't adequate enough?"

Rooney's ideas were already quite comprehensive.

But Shami's situation was evidently a bit more complicated.

"I mean, if in the future, quite a few women also move into the castle, their relationship with the male master might be a bit chaotic, how should their rooms be arranged..."

Rooney quickly understood the underlying meaning of Shami's words.

The male master of the castle is none other than the black-haired boy, right?

As expected, the seemingly honest black-haired boy in front of him was already contemplating distant matters; it's no wonder, considering one is just over twenty, and the other is already seventy-nine.

Rare are men who remain widowed after a woman dies, seeking new love is understandable.

"Since that's the case, it can be handled like this..."

Rooney was quite open-minded in this aspect and continued explaining.

The two exchanged experiences throughout the day.

As night fell, Shami left Rooney's office.

They bid farewell.

Shami gained a whole new understanding of the construction of the Demon King Castle, though he merely took ideas and did not fully adopt Rooney's perspectives.

Next, he would seek out the Goblin Race, and after combining their ideas, he would be able to officially undertake the construction of the Demon King Castle.

——

The campus idol competition proceeded as scheduled.

After several rounds of byes, a few girls reached the elimination round.

In the elimination round, participants were randomly paired to compete against each other, able to use various methods to gather popularity within a set time, with no restrictions on methods. Ultimately, the one who obtains the highest popularity wins, while the other is eliminated.

Thus, during the elimination round, all participants showcased their unique talents to gather as much popularity within the school as possible.

Shami looked at the opponents that his four girls were paired with; their popularity wasn't high. However, as time passed, their popularity grew linearly, constantly chasing after the popularity of the four girls.

Meanwhile, the popularity of the four girls showed little change; if this continued, an unexpected event might occur.

As a manager, Shami lurked among the students to observe the methods of gathering popularity used by the competitors.

Without exception, the competitors almost all used offline meetup methods within the campus to increase their recognition within the school.

Although this was a very cliché method, Shami observed that the competitors hosting offline meetup events saw varying degrees of popularity growth, indicating this method still had its uses.

"Therefore, I've decided to arrange an offline meetup for you."

Shami announced like a task to the girls before him.

"Popularity gathered through personal intro videos has reached its limit. To continue growing in popularity, offline activities must be held."

The four girls exchanged glances.

"So we finally reached this day?"

The Elf Maiden felt a bit emotional.

"What's wrong?"

Shami looked over.

"Oh, nothing. Just thinking that if we hold an offline meetup, we won't be able to avoid shaking hands with male fans, which feels a bit uncomfortable."

Shami had long prepared a solution for this.

"No worries. Jelly, come out."

Jelly quickly jumped out of the pet box, spraying a thin layer of material onto the hands of several girls.

"This is ultra-thin refined slime harmless slime glove, almost invisible. When you wear it while shaking hands with others, there'll be no actual contact, nor will any bacteria or marks be left on your hands; go ahead and gather popularity with confidence!"

"Only there's a side effect, since it's made by a Slime, the glove generates considerable excitement, so avoid sensitive areas while using it, and remember to wash your hands after use."

"Basically, it's a bizarre glove made from Slime, isn't it?"

The Elf Maiden quickly realized, then coughed as she noticed the atmosphere turning cold.

"I was just speculating. I'm not familiar with such things."

——

During the campus idol competition, contestants were allowed to freely choose locations within the campus to hold meetups, with assistance offered by the organizers.

With the help of organizers, the offline meetups of the four girls got underway quickly, being popular contestants, they were all given prime promotional spots.

Because the meetings were conducted simultaneously, Shami couldn't attend to all four girls' situations at once and had to move around between the four stalls.

Shami first arrived at the stall of the white-haired girl.

The white-haired girl stood alone before the stall, supported by staff from the organizers and quite a few freshmen from the Swordsman Academy offering their assistance, looking very lively.

Nowadays, the queues were mostly composed of students from the Swordsman Academy.

"Seems Lina enjoys quite a bit of popularity within the Swordsman Academy."

"Where, where's that coming from..."

The white-haired girl turned shy.

"Honestly, I haven't done much, yet everyone's eager to become my friend for some reason..."

"That's Lina's charm."

Shami sincerely remarked, feeling quite proud of the white-haired girl.

Just then, a couple of bruised swordsmen dashed over.

"Boss Lina, those Knight Academy folks aren't pleased, they stole our gear and hurt our people."

The white-haired girl quickly drew her sword.

"What? Don't they know that area's under my protection?"

"It's not friendship, they're seeing you as the boss now, you're the gang leader of the Swordsman Academy!"

Just a few days without checking on the white-haired girl, how did things reach this point?

Shami frowned, pulling back the white-haired girl attempting to leave the stall.

"But those swords were pre-ordered by us." The white-haired girl looked pitifully at Shami.

"So it's Swordsman Academy and Knight Academy fighting over gear? Set that matter aside for now. Focus on the current task."

In the end, the white-haired girl obediently stayed at her stall, shaking hands with visiting fans.

Due to the vast number of students from the Swordsman Academy, and Lina being among the only ones who persisted to this extent, her meetup was surrounded by Swordsman Academy students, quite a spectacle.

Seeing Lina was doing well, Shami headed to Elze's stall.

Before getting close, a traffic accident occurred on the nearby school road.

An elderly man was hit by a cargo truck. The driver stood by the elder unsure of what to do, while many people stopped to watch.

Shami slowly approached.

The elderly man writhed in pain on the ground, one hand on his waist, the other supporting him.

The surrounding people whispered, and the driver hastily clarified.

"It wasn't me that hit him; it's the elder who approached on his own."

But the murmurs persisted.

Oh, people still dare to hit elders these days?

No one even dares to help them anymore.

Shami found the elder somewhat familiar.

"Stop defending yourself with useless words, you careless junior."

The elder lying on the ground beckoned the driver closer.

"Two options, either pay medical compensation, fifty thousand gold coins."

The driver looked ashen.

"Kill me and I couldn't do it..."

"The other option."

The elder glanced around, secretly stuffing a poster into the driver's clothes.

"Go vote for this adorable girl. I'll let you off. Don't let this matter leak out; you can't play against me."

At this moment, Shami faintly noticed the Academy logo on the elder's ordinary coat underneath his layers.

Wisdom Academy

So it's popularity extortion that these old folks from the Wisdom Academy are playing?!

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