Your notoriety is known to everyone.

After many echoes dissipated, they tried their best to ignore the crisis called Logos, and began to celebrate their promotions or appease their failed partners.

……

In a simple room at St. Helta's Healing Center, Rogers was alone, sitting cross-legged on a wooden bed covered with soft cushions.

The backlash trauma caused by his promotion in the morning had already been healed by Alice, and there was no need to come to this place to heal the wounded again.

But both the people around him and the professors who came to him later and were worried about his condition suggested that he come in and recuperate.

In the end, he had no choice but to comply with the wishes of most people.

When the breeze blows in, the gauze curtains by the windows flutter gently, as if bringing vitality and freshness to the wooden house.

Through the cracks in the window, you can see the lush woods and lush flowers and plants outside, giving you a sense of tranquility and relaxation.

Rogers wore a monocle on his left eye. He sat cross-legged with a small wooden board on top of his legs. On the wooden board were several pieces of manuscript paper. He was writing and drawing with a quill pen.

He is now in a very magical state. His status has indeed barely squeezed into the threshold of Silver, but his aura and strength are far from the level of Silver.

If we insist on saying whether there is promotion or not, perhaps only a certain statement from the previous life can express it vividly and accurately, and that is - Ru Sheng.

The paper in front of him was filled with all kinds of scrawled characters in different forms, and the layout was extremely chaotic. Only he in this world could understand the meaning.

Soon after St. Helte holds the second-year silver promotion ceremony, she will lead the successfully promoted students and some students with extremely outstanding results in elective courses to go outside the school to gather with outstanding young people from other magic schools for exchanges. .

This is also a plot point in the main line. During the exchange meeting, a young member of a certain school turned out to be a cultist and was tasked with assassinating the saint.

But it is basically impossible for people of the same age to be the opponents of the saint, so the cultists will choose to target the people closest to the saint first as a threat.

"The person who was kidnapped in the original plot would change based on different route choices, but now it seems that if it's not Eunice, it should be me."

Luo Gesi's brush strokes were flying, and he felt that the possibility of cultists coming to kidnap him should be much greater than Eunice.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, he has not even been promoted to Baiyin.

The cultists who want to assassinate the Saint should believe in the Abyss of Disorder, but I don’t know which of the gods they believe in specifically.

But no matter what, he must be kidnapped by the other party, and it is best to be killed by the other party once.

After he finished writing his destiny for himself, he picked up the paper recording the future, sprayed out a flame from his palm, burned it to ashes, and then used the earth element to condense the ashes into a small pebble.

There was a ripple in the void before his eyes, and the magic book levitated out of it. After Luo Gesi threw the pebbles into the storage space in the magic book, he held his chin and meditated on the matter of sacrifice.

At the time of sacrifice, he decided to completely release the power of being promoted to the silver rank as a symbol of "promotion".

The retrospection of [Time Travel Special] serves as the beginning of the sacrifice, destiny serves as the core of the sacrifice, and finally the creations born out of wisdom can serve as the basis of the sacrifice.

When these three attributes of time and space, destiny, and creation can be used as a framework, perhaps more operations can be performed.

After melting the magic book back into the void, he began to "doodle" on the paper again while thinking.

Dang Dang Dang——

After the knock on the door rang, Rogers stretched out his hand and flicked the small bell-shaped magic prop hanging on the bedside, indicating that people outside the door could enter the house.

The door opened slowly, and there was only Alina behind the door. She held a fruit basket in her arms. When she closed the door and came to Luo Gesi's side, she cast an extremely curious look.

"What are you scribbling about?" Alina put the fruit basket on the bedside table, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, took off her shoes skillfully with both feet, and leaned against Luo Gesi with her legs crossed while asking. Beside him, his chin rested on the boy's shoulder, and he carefully observed the graffiti covering the manuscript paper.

The last time she saw something similar, the divine referee who presided over the competition in the school had been eliminated by Logos.

"Did you skip the afternoon elective?" Rogers asked back without replying. At the same time, he took out a brand new piece of manuscript paper and placed it on top of all the papers.

"It's not skipping class, it's with the permission of my instructor. My grades are enough for me to take leave at any time." Alina pressed her chin hard on Luo Gesi's shoulder, obviously very dissatisfied with the slander that the other party just opened his mouth to slander.

"Don't use too much force, it's a little numb." Rogers replied casually, then he put a black dot on the paper and elaborated seriously:

"I've thought about how the new language will be expressed. Do you see this black dot? It means existence."

Then he used the pen to click next to the black dot again, but no trace was left.

"This thing, which we will call a white spot for now, represents a lack, and the combination of the two, that is, the lack of existence, is also the beginning of understanding the essence.

“For example, when I was about to write with a pen, I suddenly realized that I couldn’t find the pen.

“When the pen is not present, I cannot complete the practical act of writing. At this point in time, I will also be forced to start thinking about the ‘pen’ and understand its essence.

“So although this language has only two expressions: presence and absence, it has a symbol of cognitive essence and descriptive essence.

"I want you to match this symbol with many occult language symbols one by one, and then you can also design it so that the Imperial language spoken every day can also be linked to it..."

From the corner of his eye, Rogers saw Alina frowning and thinking hard, and continued to give many examples to explain his thoughts.

He initially had many ideas when considering the design of a new mystical language, but after retrieving his past memories of language symbols, he came across a book written by Leibniz titled "On Language Using Only the Symbols 0 and 1" When he wrote the title of the article "Binary Arithmetic, Also Discussing Its Use and the Meaning It Gives to the Ancient Figures Used by Fuxi", although he did not understand the content of the article in his previous life, it also made him decide to adopt the current idea.

Leibniz, as a great master against Newton, in addition to calculus, also made many great theoretical inventions, binary system is one of them.

Rogers felt that if he expressed it directly with numbers, he might be limited by the symbolism of numbers, so he used a simpler and simpler expression method.

"So the language you created is mainly responsible for editing and translating? Serving as a bridge between daily language and mystical language?" Alina raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, trying her best to understand what Rogge wanted to express. s things.

"That's right! I know you can understand. Although I created it itself, the subsequent compilation is the most important work. I need you to use precognition to help test and organize it to see if my idea is feasible. If it is feasible, then the follow-up The practice of proofreading one by one also requires more foresight to help..."

Rogers held the pen in his hand and pointed at the manuscript paper, and kept describing his thoughts on the language.

"Do you know how much time and energy this takes?" Alina suddenly couldn't help interrupting Rogers' narration and asked aloud.

“The workload is a bit heavy, but the time is very tight. Before the school arranges for us to attend the exchange meeting, it’s okay to just teach the Landuna language.

“Because trying to use it as a bridge between daily language and occult language can make it tainted with mystery, but it does not necessarily make it truly become an occult language, let alone play a practical role.

"The exchange meeting is a critical time point, where there is an opportunity, an opportunity about me and my creations, and there is also an opportunity to make the creations truly contain mysteries.

“Whether it’s the Logos chess in the past or the gears in the future, I will bring more interesting creations to the world.

"My creations and I will be sublimated in that transformation, so I need your full help." Luo Gesi looked at the paper and solemnly explained and requested to the girl beside him.

"So the reason why you failed in promotion also came from this opportunity?" Alina asked in a complicated tone.

She initially thought that Logos had a higher-level miracle than [Special Prediction], but in her daily interactions, she often felt that Logos did not seem to have any ability to foresee the future.

But just like now, the other party once again showed that he could plan for the future.

This contradiction and dissonance were displayed in Luo Gesi in an extremely harmonious manner, making her feel for a moment that the other person's existence might be enough to represent mystery.

"That's right." Luo Gesi nodded slightly, there was nothing to hide.

"Okay, but you have to compensate and reward me." Alina seemed to have seen herself exhausted in the future due to constantly activating the [Foreknowledge Special]. She couldn't help but sigh, like a breeze blowing, carrying Deeply tired and helpless.

"What kind of compensation do you want? Because you are heavily involved in the design, you should also have some control over this language. You will understand it later." Rogers raised his hand and gently held his monocle. After pondering, he continued:

"If you feel that this kind of words is too vague and incomprehensible, you can also ask for some reality. For example, I know that you have some kind of conspiracy against my body. If you want to..."

Before he could finish his words, a soft and warm hand pressed against his mouth, preventing him from expressing his voice and words freely.

But in addition, his nose was also blocked and his breathing became rapid and unsmooth.

It wasn't until Luo Gesi felt a slight sense of suffocation that Alina slowly put down her hand. Her chin left Luo Gesi's shoulder. She stared at Luo Gesi with an inexplicable gaze and slowly made a request. :

"I remember you once said you knew how to massage. It just so happens that it's quite tiring to do this for you. When you have free time, come and massage me."

Chapter 4: Rogers Club (4k)

The day after the promotion ceremony, Logos returned to his cabin.

There was a heavy rain in the early morning of this day. It did not bring the sweltering heat like a steamer as before, but instead diluted the scorching summer heat a little.

It wasn't until after noon that the rain gradually stopped.

There are still traces of haze in the sky, and a few gray clouds are faintly visible, but despite this, the sun still shines from the incomplete clouds to the earth, and the faint light reflects the remaining water droplets on the leaves, flashing with light. .

A gorgeous rainbow rises across the sky, connecting the sky and the earth with its enchanting and gorgeous posture. The seven colors intertwine to form a perfect arc, like an elegant bowstring, beautifully outlining the entire sky.

Rogers walked out of his cabin and looked up at the increasingly bright rainbow light.

Elena and Lufia were both in class, and he was about to go to the seventh floor of the Spiral Tower to find the office that manages club activities in the St. Helte Student Union to try to register his own club.

Yesterday, he wrote a letter to the third prince and asked Delik, who came to visit him, to forward it to him.

The content of the letter was that on the condition that he accepts the invitation to the Magic Showdown, could the prince help him mediate in the student union to help him successfully establish the club?

Unexpectedly, the third prince quickly wrote back to accept his request, and also used the reason that he had not been successfully promoted to inform him that there was no need for another duel.

Luo Gesi was baffled by the sudden generosity of the third prince. Elena, who learned the news at the time, made a comment, saying that it was just because the third prince was becoming more and more jealous of him.

He didn't understand Alina's evaluation very well, but as long as he could achieve his goal, he was not in the mood to delve into these trivial matters.

Holding his cane and stepping forward, he began to move towards the direction of the Spiral Tower.

Before leaving the second-year dormitory area, there were many Hilmi Academy students who had just finished their elective courses or were preparing to go to the Spiral Tower.

The moment they saw Luo Gesi, they all stopped, and they all held their chests and leaned forward to salute.

Luo Gesi couldn't help but start thinking about this. He found that the students were more fearful than before when they saw him, especially the students who were promoted to Silver. Some of them were even trembling slightly when he glanced away.

Logically speaking, the rank he is showing at this moment is not as high as Silver, and Silver has an insurmountable suppression on Bronze. Under normal circumstances, the students who have successfully promoted to Silver should be more courageous. How come it is not the case? He became more and more cowardly, and even more timid than the bronze-level ones.

"These guys won't start spreading rumors again..."

The more Luo Gesi speculated in his mind, the more he felt that this was the only possibility that would create the current situation.

While his thoughts were wandering, he had already entered the spiral tower and began to climb up.

After reaching the seventh floor, he walked along the curved corridor and stopped when he saw a wooden sign titled "Brothers and Sororities" hanging on a door leaf.

The original student societies in St. Helte were all established in the form of fraternities or sororities. Although the structure of today's societies has changed a lot over time, the student union still retains this " "Wooden Sign" as a continuation of tradition.

"I am Rogers Breed from the second-year Hilmi College. Is there a senior working there? I am here to register the club."

Rogers knocked on the door with his fingers and shouted in a moderately loud voice.

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As soon as he finished speaking, the door slowly opened, allowing people to see clearly the face behind the door.

The space inside is slightly narrow and crowded. There is a simple desk in the room, which is filled with scattered documents and papers.

The wall next to the desk is covered with dove feathers, and next to it is a wooden board on which important meetings and activities are recorded in charcoal.

There are also a few simple wooden chairs in the room, covered with faded fabrics to serve as cushions. In the corners of this space, there are also piles of various books and scrolls with unknown uses.

The open stone windows let the wind blow in from all directions, disturbing the rich scent of ink and books in the room.

"Ahem, sit down, please sit down. There is no tea or snacks here. I am the only one here who can barely help you.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Akavin, fourth grade. You should be able to tell which college I come from when you see the clothes."

Akavin, who was sitting behind the desk, was wearing the uniform of the Augustus Academy. He was thin, his face was pale, his eyes showed weakness, and he had deep-set bags under his eyes.

He raised his hand to stroke his short, dry and dull brown hair, and weakly invited Rogers to take a seat.

"I'm not here just to eat or drink. I'm very grateful that Senior can spend time to help me." Rogers sat across the desk from Akavin. He put his cane beside the chair and spoke with him. At the same time, the office door slowly closed.

He gently lifted the monocle he wore on his left eye and found that there was not much information about Akha in the plot text. He also guessed that the other party's sickly appearance should be the price of some kind of magic, just like his own. It's the same as having trouble walking.

Because if it was just normal weakness, Saint Helte should have cured it long ago.

"His Royal Highness the Third Prince told me about your situation. I will not ask you to submit too complicated information, but the necessary understanding and review cannot be ignored." Akawen groped from the messy pile of documents on the table. A piece of white paper, holding a quill pen, he continued to ask in a formulaic tone:

"So, Luo...cough, junior fellow student, tell me, what kind of club do you want to establish?"

"Is it possible to create a society with the theme of returning home?" Rogers asked tentatively, but when he saw Akavin's expression of hesitation, he immediately knew that this was probably not possible, and then continued to speak seriously. :

"Those who have it repay compassion by giving it to those who lack it; and we carry out activities to lend a helping hand to those in need. This is the society I want to create."

After hearing this, Akavin's eyes wandered, as if he had a lot to say in his heart but had no way to speak. Hesitation and anxiety were intertwined between his brows.

From the many rumors that were difficult to distinguish between true and false, he had guessed before Rogers arrived that this junior was most likely a very strange and difficult guy to deal with, but he did not expect that it would be presented in this way.

He pondered for a moment, and then added what he had just said: "Can you tell me more about the club you want to establish and what specific activities it will carry out?"

"Ah... specific activities." Luo Gesi touched his chin, thought for a while and then replied:

“My club can help students keep their credits, and then charge them appropriate management fees based on the amount of money they keep.

“At the same time, I can also provide assistance to individuals in need, such as lending them credits at very low interest rates.

"If the problem some students need to solve is not academic difficulties, but social difficulties and conflicts, then my club can also help solve the disputes, or deal with the guys who stir up the disputes..."

He explained his plan very frankly. After all, the fact that the other party took the initiative to mention the third prince showed that there would be no problem in passing this matter. If he made his statement vaguely, it might cause some trouble.

Yesterday, Delic complained to him, saying that many students were willing to take the initiative to increase the interest repayment to extend the loan period, but how much the interest increased was different for everyone.

There are even students who have already repaid their loans and are thinking of borrowing money again.

Due to the increase in the number of people and the chaos of the situation, Derek was already a little too busy on his own, so Rogers came up with the idea of ​​using the club to help maintain operations.