Crown of Silence

Chapter 232 The show begins

Chapter 233 The Show Begins

After two days of fierce competition, the rankings have changed dramatically.

The School of Change is catching up, the School of Revelation is standing still, and the Royal Faction seems to be sinking again.

In the last minute, the School of Summoning began to mobilize all the students, almost occupying all the venues. Under the premise of almost risking their lives, the credits and rankings improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing the School of Change in one fell swoop, and finally, at the critical moment of the countdown, it reached 271,400 points.

In the end, with the concerted efforts of the whole school, the School of Summoning narrowly defeated the Department of Music and History by a difference of 100 points and occupied the first place in the rankings.

It is really gratifying, gratifying!

This time, the Department of Music and History finally did not laugh to the end, so as to avoid falling to the point where all branches were beaten by a department on the verge of being abolished.

I don't know how many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It is a pity that happy times are always very short.

Soon, the second round of trials was officially declared over. All the teams were disbanded, and the credits were once again distributed to the team members... So, the situation became tragic again.

It was simply horrible.

There were wailings on the leaderboard.

As we all know, even if the team's credits are as high as more than 100,000, how many credits can be distributed... depends on how many people are there in the team.

Other teams have as few as seven or eight, as many as ten, and some teams even have cheerleaders! This will all take away some credits, more or less.

And the annoying thing is: there are not many people in the Music History Department!

From beginning to end, its real members are only three students and a dog, and dogs don't need credits... So, after deducting the decimals, the 270,000 points will be freely distributed by three people.

Three people sharing 270,000 points is simply not human!

Bai Xi has no interest in the prizes provided by the school. In order to have fun in the last round of graduation works display, he took away 10,000 credits.

Currently ranked NO.17.

Charles’s situation was even simpler: as long as he could graduate, it would be fine. To be safe, he took a few more credits and took away 90,000.

In an instant, this guy jumped from the bottom of the list to the top ten.

——NO.6!

As for Ye Qingxuan, everyone went crazy because the remaining credits were his...

A full 170,000 credits, just like a rocket, pushed him to the front of the list. Finally, after another "earthquake"-like reminder on the list, Ye Qingxuan regained the first place in the list, leaving the second place by more than 20,000 points.

——NO.1!

What a shame!

All the students looked at the golden oriental name on the list, and couldn't help cursing, and went to the corner to draw circles with red eyes.

This life is simply unbearable.

While everyone was still struggling to get a few hundred credits to become well-off, there were already people using hundreds of thousands of assets, shining golden from inside to outside.

Every time we see this kind of person, our facial nerves will start to twitch - toothache.

During this long toothache, the school anniversary finally came to an end.

The last round of trials finally began.

—— Graduation work display! ——

"It's finally started."

Karen sat behind the booth and sighed tiredly.

In the early morning, the college square was crowded with people. After the principal's brief speech, the last round of the school anniversary trial that tortured everyone finally began.

In front of the Royal School booth, the students who came to experience the works formed a long line, waiting for the test to begin.

And the final tense inspection was still going on in full swing.

"What's the result of the last check?"

The red-eyed teammate turned around and said, "Wait for me a moment. I'll get it done right after I finish testing this part."

"Come on. The final check is still necessary."

Karen sighed, "Go to sleep after you're done. I'll hold on here. There will be members of the student union to help later."

Soon, the teammates cheered, put away their ether balls and musical instruments, slumped on the ground, and gave Karen a thumbs up: "Done!"

"Then, the test begins!"

Karen smiled slightly, pushed open the door next to the booth, and waved to the crowd: "--Please follow the queue order and don't crowd.

This time, the Royal School's graduation work can be experienced once with only ten credits. I hope you will not regret it."

"Oh! It looks very lively."

Next to him, the old man took off his He took off his hat and smiled: "I wonder if an old man like me can cut in line and try first?"

"Principal?"

Karen was startled and quickly made way: "I'd love to, please come in."

Maxwell smiled, put his hat on the table, and asked casually: "I wonder what work you have prepared this time?"

"It's just a war simulation."

Karen responded modestly: "We got inspiration from the colonial war between Asgard and the Revolutionary Army. This time the work mainly adopts the form of chariot battles.

The musician is responsible for driving the steel chariot and controlling the chariot to move forward on the map. We can destroy obstacles and enemy chariots through the ether flame cannon equipped with the chariot.

Finally, the one who destroys the enemy's headquarters wins.

But pay attention to defend your own fortress. Look here, this circle of stone obstacles represents the fortress, and the griffin emblem represents our base camp headquarters.

We can spend the credits earned from the work to upgrade the material of the fortress, and finally turn it into a blue alloy wall. But the Griffin emblem cannot be upgraded, and it will be destroyed by just one ether flame cannon.

Please pay attention to defending your headquarters. If the Griffin emblem is destroyed, the war will be over. "

"Well, if the base camp is destroyed, then there is no possibility of continuing the battle, right?"

The principal nodded in agreement, "I only have one chariot?"

"That's right."

Karen nodded, "But there are many enemy chariots, please pay attention to using obstacles to resist the enemy's artillery fire. As the level increases, the number and difficulty of enemy chariots will increase..."

"Well, it sounds interesting, let me try it. "

Maxwell rubbed his hands and activated the illusion in front of him. Soon, a huge bird's-eye view appeared in front of him.

Just next to the stone fortress, a square steel chariot slowly started under the control of his musical notes.

The entire battlefield was like a chessboard, with a river in the middle that could not be crossed by the chariot, and could only move forward through a bridge.

But the enemy's flame cannon can cross the river, but in the simulation, the firing speed of the flame cannon is not very fast. As long as you stay calm and dodge immediately, you can still avoid it.

Soon, with the impassioned war melody, the chariot controlled by the principal broke through all the barriers, opened up the mountains when encountering them, and crossed the water when encountering them. Bridge, ignoring everything else along the way, he actually went straight to the enemy's base camp.

Karen, who was watching from the side, felt his scalp tingling.

Generally speaking, when others experience simulation, they are steady and cautious, first guarding their own headquarters, clearing out the enemy's tanks one by one, and then advancing to the enemy's nest.

But he did not expect that the principal would act so quickly, actually crossing the river directly at the beginning of the opening, pushing all the way, not caring about his fragile headquarters at all, and directly pushing down the enemy's nest against the enemy's vitality.

He actually chose to gamble with the enemy of several times the strength of several parties.

Go deep alone.

Kill others before others kill you.

"Really decisive. "

He murmured in a low voice, thinking of the principal's vigorous style and the dark stories he heard from his family, and looked at the principal with a little more awe.

But soon, the principal's speed and skillful operation made him stunned again: his familiarity with this work was increasing rapidly. By the sixth level, he was almost more skilled in operating the chariot than Karen, the designer of this work!

"Good work, the Royal School did not disappoint me."

Just when he was in a daze, the principal had finished the experience, transferred 100 credits, and patted him on the shoulder affectionately, "The quality of everyone's work this year is generally good.

I'm really looking forward to it. Which graduation work will be more popular? "

Karen was stunned and asked quickly: "Have you seen the works of other colleges?"

"Want to find out the enemy from me?"

The principal smiled mysteriously: "I can't say much, but I suggest you take a look around first. Maybe there will be unexpected surprises. "

After the principal left, Karen sat in his seat for a few minutes, feeling uneasy.

Soon, he handed the copy and control of the work to his teammates, stood up and put on his coat.

"Huh? Are you leaving?"

"I'm going to take a look at other booths first..."

Karen rubbed his face and sighed softly, "It seems that my concentration needs to be honed. Just a few words from the principal made me uneasy."

"I don't need to go in person, right?" The teammate yawned, "We have spies near the competitor's booth."

"Actually, I'm not worried about expected things."

Karen looked back at him:

"--But I'm afraid of unexpected things. ”

-

After Karen had walked around for a while, he sat down on the chair with a heavy heart. He couldn't help but sigh and frowned: It seems that he had underestimated the people from other branches before.

There are many unexpected strong competitors this year.

After experiencing it personally, Karen found that the quality of other people's works was no less than his own.

The Summoning Academy did not launch the sequel to last year's work "King Kong" as everyone imagined, but launched a brand new work - "Beast Eater".

In a huge maze, the musician needs to use musical notes to control his fantasy beast to keep moving forward, exploring, and swallowing the "beast" light spots scattered along the way.

At the same time, other The demons nurtured by the natural disasters also reverberate in the maze. Once they encounter the fantasy beasts, they will chase them closely and it is difficult to get rid of them.

Once they get into a dead end and cannot turn back, they will be devoured by the demons.

But at the same time, when the musician's fantasy beast evolves all the way through swallowing the beast and becomes a complete body, it can turn around and swallow all the demons.

The 'yellow big mouth ball' representing the fantasy beast has achieved perfection by eating the beast, surpassing the height of the demons and swallowing the demons into its belly.

It represents the will to restrain the beast, control the beast, and win the final victory - this is the purpose and essence of the summoning school.

The School of Change has launched a new work called 'Thunder'.

In the sky from a bird's-eye view, the musician is responsible for driving a new type of airship to fight against various hostile fleets and flying demons. Avoid enemy attacks in the barrage of bullets and fight back with endless energy.

In order to deal with various powerful enemies, the airship is also equipped with three large annihilation bombs, which can instantly clear the screen and clear out the enemies, and can also gain a short period of invincibility to dodge from the enemy's blockade barrage.

The weak defeats the strong, the few defeat the many, and the victory is determined by formulas and energy, and it is also accompanied by indescribable tension and excitement. The feeling of swaying energy is simply addictive.

The style of the standard change school!

It can be predicted that after the launch of this work, it will definitely be very popular within the change faction. After all, the change musician is such a guy who likes to do things recklessly.

Moreover, the graduation work of the Academy of Revelation, ‘The Joker’, should not be underestimated…

He kept calculating in his mind, but the feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger. There was a question mark that kept magnifying, magnifying, and magnifying in his mind… Until finally, he sighed and looked in the direction of the Department of Music History.

——Sure enough, no matter what, he couldn’t let it go!

What kind of moth will the Department of Music History do this time?

He hesitated for a moment and decided to go and see it in person, but just as he walked nearby, he saw a few people in the crowd walked out angrily.

“No one can pass this!”

“That group of lunatics…”

“I’m just a little bit away!”

“No, it’s still too slow.”

Hearing their voices, Karen’s doubts grew stronger. Just when he was about to ask, he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps behind him. He turned back in surprise and saw a black crowd rushing over.

The number was so large that it was simply astonishing.

They passed by him and went straight to the booth of the Department of Music History. Everyone was excited and expectant, and couldn’t wait. .

"Hurry up! If you are slower, you will miss it!"

"Don't let others get ahead."

"I will go and take a seat first, you guys hurry up."

"What happened now?" Karen grabbed a familiar student and asked in a low voice: "What happened in the Music History Department?"

"Karen, you haven't heard about it yet?"

The classmate looked at him in astonishment, "The whole college just heard about it."

"What did it say?"

For some reason, Karen's uneasy premonition became stronger.

The student's expression suddenly became complicated: "A few minutes ago, the Oriental chief bet all his credits on the work.

Betting that no one can pass it!"

"All the credits?"

Karen felt his eyes go dark, "170,000?"

"Yeah, 170,000!"

Karen felt his eyes go dark, and then he looked up stiffly, looking at the front of the crowd, the white-haired boy who was basking in the sun.

"Is that guy... crazy?"

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