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"...?"
Zestira felt that everything was over.
How on earth did you torture the senior students to the point where the joint reward was over 130,000 credits?
She can't figure it out!
however.
"Let's go, Zestilah. There's a nice classroom on the way here."
Lanqi didn't look panicked at all. He even looked excited and eager to try.
His vitality and relaxed aura awakened the downed Zestilar again.
The coach was about to finish his warm-up, which gave her a vague sense of security.
But it also made Zestira completely confused.
She couldn't tell whether it was his mental state or temperament, she felt that Rocky had changed a little bit since a while ago...
……
North side of the Protoss Royal School of Magic.
A mansion stands on the side of the quiet street. An entire area is planned for this single house. The garden is decorated with lush vegetation and fountains. The white moonstone columns and towering lacquered wooden arches look magnificent.
Second and third year students will not have their credits deducted from their attendance at the monthly assessment day, but will still receive credits if they actively attend.
It’s just that for many senior students, participating in the monthly assessment day credits is no longer necessary.
Senior students with extremely high status prefer to use their authority to watch the assessment live in the background and interfere.
This is their game.
The credits rewarded by betting on the first place were much more than what other students would get if they took part in the competition themselves.
This house belonged to Gloria, the tenth ranked third grader. The interior was gorgeously decorated with dark brown wooden wall trims. The complicated ceiling and wall lamps emitted a soft glow. A grand piano quietly occupied a corner, and next to it was a floor-to-ceiling window facing the garden, which was covered by curtains.
At this moment, Gloria was standing quietly beside the sofa like a servant.
As a direct soldier of the Tyrant branch, she would only show such a sincere attitude for one person.
Sid was sitting on the sofa. Today she was wearing a white shirt and a black long skirt. She held her chin with one hand and looked casually at the big screen on the wall. She looked capable and cold.
"Lord Cid, do you need me to pledge my credits to Zestilar, whom the Holy Son is helping?"
Gloria's expression didn't change as she asked in a respectful voice.
At the academy, even when Gloria was alone with Ba Catholic, she would call him by his pseudonym Sid.
"You can bet if you want."
Sigrid herself played the role of a poor student in school who just barely passed the exams and was often deducted points for absences. She did not have the power and credits that Gloria had to pledge to lower-grade students.
"You are not sure he will take the first prize?"
After a slight hesitation, Gloria boldly spoke out what was in her mind.
She had doubts and resentment towards this Holy Son from the beginning to the end.
"I can only say that if I could pledge my credits, I would pledge all my credits to him, and it's up to you to decide how to use your credits."
Sigrid said calmly.
Gloria fell silent after hearing this.
Lady Tyrant Catholic’s meaning was very clear. She would not guarantee a win nor analyze the outcome. She simply had high hopes for her Holy Son.
Gloria was very sure that if the former Saint Tyrant was here, she would choose to bet all her credits on the Saint even without Sigrid's advice.
And if someone like the Son of Nirvana becomes a Servant, the outcome of this test will be even more obvious.
The more she thought about it, the more indignant Gloria felt. Apart from being able to cater to the current situation in the empire, what qualifications did that green tea have to become the closest person to Tyrant Catholic?
"I told him to give me a little surprise, but I don't know if he listened to me."
Sigrid spoke to Gloria as if to herself.
Although it was just an unintentional remark at the time, she likes people who can listen to her and make her happy.
These days in school were already boring. Finally, it was the monthly assessment day for the Son of God. However, the waiting time before the assessment officially began was too long, making Sid feel a little sleepy.
"I hope the Holy Son can perform well in the assessment."
Gloria looked at Sigrid and said that she did not intend to pledge her credits to the Son of God.
If you want to give Ba Catholic a performance that can be called "interesting", it will probably take more than just winning the championship.
Gloria didn't think that the Son of God, who was adapting to the tricky monthly assessment model of the Protoss Royal School of Magic for the first time, had much hope of accomplishing this task.
"Like, look."
It seemed that something changed on the screen. Sid raised his finger with satisfaction and motioned Gloria to look over.
Gloria looked up at the screen in confusion.
The bounty order and the name of the top person were displayed in every corner of the assessment area on the screen.
The number at the top of the list keeps jumping around, with no signs of stopping.
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Gloria turned her head in confusion, staring at the screen in front of her, her mouth opening wider and wider.
In the blink of an eye, the number exceeded ten thousand.
She had rarely seen anyone with a bounty of this magnitude.
Every time she thought the numbers should stop, they jumped faster!
Until the numbers stopped and she saw that the total reward was more than 130,000, she almost couldn't hold it in.
Since the founding of the school.
No matter how extraordinary the student is.
Not many people can graduate with a six-digit math score!
Those who were able to reach the threshold of 100,000 credits, without exception, became great figures engraved in the history of the Protoss Empire and even the Northern Continent.
For all students taking the monthly assessment now, an opportunity to create a legend step by step is right in front of them.
Gloria couldn't imagine how crazy this assessment would be!
The nature has changed!
"Lord Cid, the Holy Son..."
Gloria, a direct soldier, stood aside with her eyes wide open, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.
She had witnessed the talent of this Holy Son of Tyrant.
At least when it comes to sarcasm, he has an incomprehensible talent!
"Very interesting, only someone of this stature is worthy of being my Holy Son."
Sid leaned back in her chair, looking even more satisfied with her Son.
"Aren't you worried that something might happen to him?"
Gloria asked.
The Son of God may have gone too far this time!
There is still one chapter left and I guess it will take until after eleven to finish. I can't sleep these days and can't tell whether I'm dreaming or awake.
Chapter 286 Lanqi didn't tie up Xiubao this time
The footage provided to the backstage seemed to have the sound cut off.
The entire assessment area fell into deathly silence.
Then, shocked, excited, and almost crazy cheers broke out, penetrating through layers of walls and echoing throughout the entire assessment building, making Gloria, who was watching outside the screen, feel her scalp tingling.
Gloria was now completely convinced that the new Holy Son was a man who could bring his own show.
Although the Tyrant Catholic Church has not yet publicly announced it, let people know her Tyrant Son.
But if the man who has been identified as the Holy Son of Tyrant is so conspicuous in the Protoss Royal School of Magic, raising people's expectations, and then fails miserably at the critical moment, or even gets broken in half, it would undoubtedly be a disgrace to their Tyrant branch.
With a bounty of 130,000 credits, even Gloria in the assessment area would feel her scalp tingling.
It's enough to mutate all the students.
And anyone the Holy Son encounters within the barrier will become an enemy who will use any means to harm him.
Next, except for those classrooms with strong teachers to manage the rules, the ordinary rule protection may not be so effective!
Many students might seize the opportunity to break the rules for the sake of the reward.
Because breaking the rules will at most result in punishment from the teacher or hundreds of credits being deducted.
Compared to 130,000 credits, the cost is nothing.
It was worth their while to take a gamble and break the rules at a critical moment in order to hunt down Zestilar.
There is also a customary mechanism in the bounty -
[For every student eliminated by the person being rewarded, the total reward will increase by 1%.]
Regardless of whether other students have the intention to attack or not, once the person on whom the bounty is offered directly or indirectly causes other students in the range to be seriously injured to the point where they are unable to continue the assessment, the seriously injured students will have their lives sealed by the barrier and will then be recovered by the teacher, and the total bounty on them will begin to increase.
Although students have signed a detailed safety risk notification when they enrolled, the school does not want anyone to die during academic projects such as the monthly assessment day.
Under normal circumstances, a powerful bounty seeker would gain a few points for each additional enemy he defeated.
Because of his exaggerated base number, the value of the Holy Son of Tyrant can increase by thousands every time he defeats someone!
Even if the Holy Son of Tyrant can deal with a few or a dozen students along the way, these long twelve hours will be a hopeless tug-of-war, and he will face more and more powerful enemies!
"His desire to win is not strong, and I don't expect him to do much under the rules of this school. No matter what, if he can protect his employer, Zestira, until the end of the assessment, he will have exceeded my expectations."
Sigrid remained indifferent and said that she had a clear position on her Son.