The driver silently accepted the poster, and only then did the elderly gentleman slowly stand up.
"Alright, alright, disperse, disperse, there’s nothing more to see."
The old man clapped his hands to disperse the crowd.
The traffic accident case was resolved.
Shami lingered at the scene for a while and continued walking forward.
The number of young people around gradually decreased, and the number of middle-aged and elderly increased. Shami knew he was getting close to the Dragon Race Maiden’s territory.
These were all students of the Wisdom Academy. Don’t be fooled by their aged appearance; their real age might even exceed your imagination.
"Old folks! Elze is the first Wisdom Academy student in over a decade to make it to the idol competition’s elimination stage. He is the hope of our entire academy!"
"That’s right! Even if these old bones of ours fall apart, we must get Elze to the finals!"
"Let everyone see the prowess of us Wise Ones!"
A group of elderly people gathered, full of fighting spirit, encouraging each other.
Shami was quite touched.
Who would have thought Elze would have such a group of mama fans?
"Get moving, you old folks!"
The elderly held onto flyers and dispersed in all directions. Some continued to the center of the school path, looking for opportunities to wreak havoc; others studied the internal structure of the Voting Crystal, planning to secretly alter the voting results; and some were contacting the competition organizers, preparing to bribe...
These unorthodox methods of boosting popularity are very much in the style of the Wise Ones, but this might just attract more haters for Elze, you group of old guys.
Shami couldn’t bear to watch these elders, but without the right identity to intervene, he could only watch as they used all sorts of unimaginable methods to earn popularity for the Dragon Race Maiden.
Before long, he arrived at the offline meetup booth of the Dragon Race Maiden, where loud elderly BGM was being played.
"Loving you is not my fault~ it’s your beauty that’s to blame~"
"Little sister sending my man (yo yo)~ sent him to the southern gate~"
There was quite a long line as well.
The Dragon Race Maiden was shaking hands with students who came to support her one by one. Updates are released by NovєlFіre.net
At a glance, there were almost no young people; it was mostly elderly people.
"Elze has become a magnet for middle-aged and elderly people."
Shami sighed in admiration.
Elze turned her face, looking at Shami with a face ready to cry but unable to shed tears.
"If I could choose, I wouldn’t want this title. Why do I have to play outdated songs while interacting with these old folks, completely scaring off those my age?"
"Just endure it for a bit."
Shami looked at the current breakdown of votes by age group for the Dragon Race Maiden, with over 80% of the votes coming from those aged 70 and above.
"Objectively speaking, both statistically and physically, Elze’s fanbase is extremely unhealthy. These fans might all pass away in a few years."
Shami stated the objective fact.
He looked around the Dragon Race Maiden’s booth and noticed that quite a number of young students from other academies wanted to come over to support, but they were deterred by the old people army in front of them.
Shami thought for a moment and decided to help the Dragon Race Maiden.
He went a little distance away and took out some useless daily supplies from his ring.
"Big clearance sale! Big clearance sale! Corn, bowls, toothbrushes, everything at 20% off! Only 20% off! Spend 50 Silver Coins and get 1 pound of rice for free!"
Soon enough, a large number of elders were attracted and rushed over.
Indeed, even wise old folks have the nature of being drawn to small deals, don’t they?
Shami looked into the distance.
At the Dragon Race Maiden’s booth, with fewer elderly present, young people began to gradually approach.
Shami placed a self-service donation box in front of the booth, turned his stall into an unattended one, and set off to the next place.
After all, they were just some daily supplies with a total price of less than 10 Gold Coins; as long as they accomplished the purpose of attracting the elderly, that was good enough.
Not long after, Shami arrived near the Magical Girl’s booth.
This booth was much livelier.
Perhaps due to other popular Magical Girls holding offline meetups here, quite a few Mages dressed in Fata Mage’s Robes also appeared on the scene.
Shami had a hard time finding Saili’s booth.
In the line of supporters for Saili, there were men and women from various academies and even some mages from Fata.
He looked at the popularity rankings among the Magical Girls.
Besides Saili, there were three or four other Magical Girls who came to Saint Karno School to boost their popularity. These Magical Girls were all competitors in the election for the Saintess of Fata, black-haired girls.
At the moment, the popularity among the Magical Girls was neck and neck. Even Saili was only slightly ahead.
"However, you can be happy to know, Saili, that your popularity has returned to number one among the Magical Girls."
Shami delivered the good news and looked around. Indeed, it was so.
Compared to the surrounding booths, the line at Saili’s was the longest.
But Saili didn’t seem pleased. Instead, Dammy’s brows were occasionally furrowed.
"That’s just a temporary achievement. Don’t be fooled into thinking it’s all peaceful here, Shami. A war has already broken out."
The black-haired girl’s voice was cold.
Shami looked around and didn’t see any sign of war breaking out.
"Didn’t you notice?" The black-haired girl slightly tilted her head, "The change in temperature around."
Shami sensed it too, feeling that the air here was indeed much warmer, as fans waiting in line gradually wiped their brows.