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Chapter 31: There Can Be More Than One Chief

The next afternoon, the little bit of heat at noon was blown away by a breeze, and the sun was blocked behind clouds.

Rogers was sleeping soundly in his bedroom, with the magic book tied tightly to the side in a cross shape with a leather belt.

He had not had a good sleep in the past three days, and he had climbed the Sage's Tower with great effort last night, which had already accumulated a lot of fatigue for him. He slept until the afternoon.

Half asleep and half awake, Rogers suddenly felt an itch at the tip of his nose, giving him a strange feeling as if he wanted to sneeze but couldn't.

He subconsciously waved his hands wildly to drive it away, but for some reason he suddenly felt a soft touch in his palms.

Confused, Rogers slowly opened his sleepy eyes, only to see Lufia pointing a meter-long blade of grass at his face.

At this moment, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not have any expression of success in her prank. Instead, she looked to the side in a daze.

Rogers looked over and saw Elina, who was closer to his bed. There was no emotion on her pretty face, except for her slightly narrowed eyes, which emanated an astonishing chill.

He then lowered his gaze again, and then his brows slowly furrowed, revealing a deeper level of confusion, and murmured with a slightly uncertain tone:

"That shouldn't be the case. It looks so flat..."

Gaba --

Elina clenched her fists suddenly, and a crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard, and thin blue veins appeared faintly on her tender white fists.

"No one can stop me this time. Not even the gods can!"

Hearing these words that were spoken with gritted teeth and chilling voice, Rogers instantly came to his senses. He quickly pulled back his hand and was about to somersault off the bed, but Elena rushed forward in the blink of an eye and pushed him back down.

Lufia was filled with guilt and stepped forward as usual to separate the two to make up for the misunderstanding caused by her bad prank.

But this time, Elina's determination seemed to be far greater than before. Rufia tried every possible means but failed to pull her away from Logos.

After a while...

“Dean Idrul called all the new students who had just joined the college and asked us to rush to the large lawn around the college library.

"All the freshmen except you have informed the dean that they have received the notice. The dean is not sure about your situation, so he asked us two to come over and check it out."

Lufia looked at Rogers with self-blame and explained the reason why she came to him this time.

Rogers sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, rubbing his waist with his hands, and let out a long sigh helplessly: "I understand, so we have to rush to the big lawn right away, right?"

"Yes, that's what the dean asked for." Lufia nodded.

"Got it. I'm going to go wash up. You guys sit down and wait for me for a while. We'll set off when I'm done."

Rogers covered his waist with one hand, waved at Lufia with the other hand, indicating that she didn't need to feel guilty, and walked into the bathroom.

Elina's attack was measured and she didn't really hurt Rogers much. It was just that when she first rode on Rogers's body, perhaps because she rushed too hard, she hit his poor waist.

This reminded Rogers of a little white cat he adopted when he lived alone for a long time in his previous life.

The white cat would suddenly rush into his arms from time to time. It was okay when it was young, but after he became an adult, every time he encountered a cat attack, he would feel uncomfortable.

Especially when I was sleeping, the pain caused by a cat suddenly jumping on me was really not much different from what I feel now.

But compared to the white cat, Elina's thoughts seem to be a little harder to understand...

After sorting out his complicated emotions, Rogers dressed neatly, with a tightly bound magic book hanging around his waist, and walked to the center of the academy dormitory area with Elena and Lufia.

The magnificent tree library rises into the sky, and around the tree is a large green lawn dotted with countless small and delicate white flowers, adding a unique charm to the lawn.

The three of them quickly noticed the crowd gathered on the lawn, looked at each other, and then walked straight over.

The freshmen of Hilmi College have basically gathered. When they noticed Rogers' arrival, many of them showed expressions of surprise and fear.

They were surprised that Rogers was admitted to Hilmi College just like themselves, and they were also afraid of the brutal tendencies Rogers showed in the duel yesterday.

"You are finally here, come here quickly, the main one is waiting for you."

Idrull, who was in the center of the crowd, waved to Rogers, motioning him to come to his side.

When Rogers stood on Idrull's left, the old professor looked at Alice on his right. He stroked his beard with his hand, thinking about how to start his speech.

He discussed with Avery for a whole night yesterday and they both came to a conclusion, which was that the Saint must not lose.

If word got out that the saint girl entered Saint Herta to receive education and actually lost to a child who had just been promoted a few days ago, the outside world would probably make embarrassing remarks about Saint Herta.

Idrul didn't think that the Saint would lose to Rogers. He couldn't imagine that kind of scenario, but Avery insisted that Rogers currently had the possibility of defeating the Saint.

Although this possibility is small, it does exist.

For the dignity of Saint Herte, any possibility must be nipped in the bud.

But going back to the beginning, if the Saint and Rogers were not allowed to duel, and the Saint was directly announced as the chief, how would he explain to the other deans?

That day, Idrul personally promised in front of all the deans that he would seriously arrange the duel between the two and choose the strongest one as the leader.

However, if Rogers cannot accept this unfair treatment and switches to another academy, this is something Idrul absolutely cannot accept.

As for this great treasure that he had brought back with great difficulty, he was determined not to let Rogers leave, even if he had to kick the Saint out of the academy.

After all, a saint is born a saint. No matter how much teaching she receives, people will not think that her mentor is so powerful. They will only recognize the saint's own inherent strength.

On the contrary, Rogers is not a sage yet.

Idrul knew very well what was more important.

After a night of discussion, the two of them finally found a solution from the school's ancient records.

In the history of Saint Hert, there were two people who competed for the position of the head of the academy, but after many confrontations, the two ended in a tie. The school had no choice but to make an unconventional decision, which was to elect these two as the head...

Chapter 32 Everything is for credits, credits are everything

“After discussing with Vice President Avery Greywood, we unanimously decided to experimentally allow Alice and Rogers to serve as co-presidents of Hilmi College.

"Based on the location of their dormitories, the students on the east side of the first-year dormitory area will be under Rogers' jurisdiction. Conversely, the students on the west side will be led by Alice."

When Idrul finished speaking, there was silence.

Everyone listened in amazement to this news that they could not understand.

What does it mean that two people are jointly serving as the chief? Does this also mean that the school believes that Rogers is fully capable of being on par with the Saint? !

Rogers's performance yesterday shocked them, but Alice is a saint! Can these two people really be compared?

They all felt that their brains were unable to process this seemingly simple yet extremely complex message.

"Everyone can check their current school badges. The one with a black glow belongs to Rogers, and the one with a white glow belongs to Alice."

After hearing Idrul's reminder, the freshmen immediately took out their badges to check.

The freshmen who were able to follow Alice burst into cheers, gathered around Alice, and excitedly praised the glory of the Saint.

As for the remaining half, they were either extremely depressed or had complicated expressions, and they didn't know how to face their chief.

Rogers probably possesses talents comparable to those of the Saint, otherwise the school would not have made such a decision.

If it were just this, they might be able to comfort themselves a little.

But the opponent's notorious reputation is completely proportional to this outrageous talent...

"Do you have any objection to this decision?" Idrul asked the two people around him.

"I respect the decision of the dean and vice-president. If I ignore my bloodline, I would not have any chance of becoming the headmaster."

Alice responded sincerely while forcing a smile to deal with everyone's compliments.

She had no desire to be the chief at first, but only reluctantly agreed after Avery carefully explained to her what the identity of a saint meant.

"Well... this is also a method." Rogers shrugged with a hint of regret.

The three sleepless days he spent were not to deal with Caspar, who had extremely low purity. More than 90% of the time was spent on sorting out the information about the Saint and thinking of various targeted strategies.

If he had known this, he would definitely not have tried so hard. After all, Alice's growth rate was difficult to estimate, and the countermeasures that worked a few days ago might become completely ineffective in a week.

Idrul carefully looked at Roger's reaction, and couldn't help but have a ridiculous thought in his mind: Does this kid really think he can defeat the Saint?

"To all the losers abandoned by fate, I can probably understand your feelings, but life is like this. It won't let you live too badly, nor will it let you live too well.

"Taking advantage of this gathering, I will announce the resource allocation policy that will be implemented in the future. However, it's a bit noisy here, so let's talk about it somewhere a little further away from here."

Rogers asked Idrul for permission, and after getting it, he touched his chest and bowed, then walked away with the half-sad student.

Idrull pulled his beard with an indescribable mood, silently watching Rogers lead everyone away.

He was now certain that Rogers possessed an inexplicable confidence, so great that he didn't even think he would lose.

"But this kid doesn't look like someone who is arrogant or conceited. Where does his confidence come from?"

Idrul couldn't find any clues no matter what he did. He shook his head in frustration, said goodbye to everyone, and turned to walk towards the Sage Tower.

……

As he walked, Rogers looked at the students behind him.

It was normal for Lufia and Elina to follow him, because the dormitory they chose was very close to him.

What surprised him was that a fierce-looking purple-haired boy was also in the team. That was Eunice's childhood sweetheart and most loyal bootlicker - Derek.

As soon as Rogers arrived at the lawn, he saw Derek. The other party had been following Eunice and kept telling her something, but unfortunately he didn't get much response.

Eunice was obviously assigned to Alice's side, and based on Derek's personality, the dormitory he chose would definitely be close to Eunice.

As if he saw through Rogers's confusion, Derek smiled bitterly and explained, "Eunice and I both live near the center of the residential area, and we just happened to be separated..."

"Eunice is not worthy of your sincerity. The assessment of Hilmi Academy clearly includes a moral test. I don't know how such a vain and morally flawed guy got in."

Rogers turned around and patted Derek on the shoulder, comforting him with concern.

When the freshmen around heard these words, many of them seemed to be hesitant to speak, and looked at Rogers with speechless and choked expressions.

"Okay, just walk here."

Rogers waved his hand to stop everyone and skillfully spoke out his thoughts.

“I want to introduce you to a concept called weighted average score.

"This refers to the average grade calculated by multiplying the credits you receive for each course in the future by its weighted ratio.

“Secondly, let me introduce another concept, which is called normal distribution.

"This means that your scores will be ranked one by one with the middle scores being the most and the first and last scores being the least."

Rogers looked at some people who seemed to understand but not quite, while most people were confused, so he did not explain in detail the scoring methods of many university grades in his previous lives.

He glanced ahead and counted the number of students following him.

The total number of freshmen was less than a thousand, and the number who could enter Hilmi College was even less than a hundred. If it was divided in half, the number of people he, the chief, could command, including himself, would only be forty-eight.

After figuring out what was going on, Rogers continued:

“I will organize the above two concepts into a rule sheet, and you can then slowly ponder them.

“Then there is my mechanism for allocating resources to the first-year students at Hilmi College.

"All the daily credits you earn from now on must be handed in, and then the top eighteen will be allocated sixty percent of the daily credits in proportion to their rankings, from high to low; the remaining thirty will be allocated another forty percent in the same way.

"Also, for the top three students, the first one does not need to pay daily credits, the second one only needs to pay 20%, and the third one only needs to pay 50%. I will also be included in the ranking.

"Finally, I will tell you about the distribution of credits and resources gained from the competition."

Rogers used a notification tone to explain the distribution mechanism similar to "the strong takes all".

This is not all he envisioned, there are also a series of methods such as study groups, support rewards, progress rewards, etc. that can promote the students' progress and make them roll up better, which have not been mentioned.

However, this additional reward and punishment mechanism is something that will be implemented after the competition, so there is no rush. Moreover, many arrangements can only be implemented after we understand the basic level of each student.

"As expected of you... I'm looking forward to what will happen during class." Elina stood beside Rogers and said in an inexplicable tone.

She immediately understood Rogers' intention. This allocation method would force the group of "chosen ones" in front of her to be unwilling to lag behind and madly squeeze towards the top 18 or even the top three.

They will also try even harder to avoid falling at the tail of the "normal distribution".

Answering the instructor's questions during class is one of the ways to score points.

Chapter 33: Our compatibility is really bad (two in one)

After Rogers felt that he had told everything he needed to say, he ignored the different expressions of the freshmen. He said a simple goodbye to Elena and Lufia and went straight back to his residence.

The change in circumstances forced him to change the plan he had made a few days ago, and then he had to focus on sorting out the various scenarios that might arise in the future, and figure out what kind of benefits he could gain from them as early as possible.