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Chapter 20 The Horn of Dawn

Half a day passed in an instant under the tip of the pen. Rogers' writing paused for a moment. He rubbed his sore and numb wrist, turned to Idrul and asked:
"Professor, these papers seem to be a little short, so I can't write down all the answers. Do you have any extra paper?"

Perhaps he inherited the habit of writing essays from his previous life, and he would subconsciously elaborate on each argument from various perspectives. This resulted in the subjective questions at the end of the test leaving insufficient blank space for him to summarize.

"Yes." Idrul's eyes were still on the densely packed characters on the test paper. Hearing this, he immediately took out a large pile of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Rogers: "Is it enough?"

"That's enough. I'm answering questions, not writing a book..." The paper that Rogers took over was estimated to be hundreds of pieces. He laid it out and continued writing smoothly.

"When...did you think about this?"

Idrul originally wanted to ask Rogos how he learned these ideas, but he was sure that most of what Rogos wrote could not be learned anywhere.

"When I was a kid," Rogers replied casually.

Idrul was stunned when he heard this. He looked in the direction of Luo Gesi with some unfocused eyes, and his breathing began to quicken uncontrollably.

He originally thought that Luo Gesi was one of those legendary geniuses who had been inspired by the gods, but when he saw what he wrote, it was simply "human knowledge."

And he is only 13 years old!A 13-year-old boy said that he had thought about what these things meant when he was a child.
What will happen if he is given some appropriate "guidance" in the future?What will happen to the world?
Idrul felt that his scalp was numb, and he seemed to have returned to the scene when he first heard the high priest explain witchcraft countless years ago when he was young.

This is the trumpet call of dawn!

"Um, professor? Are you a little too close..."

Logos looked at Idrul who was slowly approaching. The antlers were almost touching him, and he seemed to be able to feel the professor's hot breath.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my dear child, are you hungry? This is a fruit I cultivated myself. Although it has no magical properties, it can always fill your stomach."

Idrul raised his head with a smile, took out a green apple from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Luo Gesi's left hand with a caring look.

"Thank you..." Luo Gesi was not able to adapt to the increasingly "kind" Idrul: "The other students must be hungry too, right? Don't you need to take care of their meals?"

"Hunger can keep them awake to a certain extent, increase their cognitive ability, and help them answer questions. There is no need to worry about it." Idrul waved his hand nonchalantly, motioning for Logos to taste it quickly.

Under the old professor's eager gaze, Rogers took the apple and took a bite. With a crisp sound, the sweet fruity aroma quickly filled his nose and taste buds.

The pulp and juice soaked into his tongue, giving people incomparable pleasure and satisfaction.

Not only did it make Logos feel incredibly full, it also made his thoughts noticeably clearer.

Logos thanked Idrul again, quickly gnawed the apple, and then continued to answer the questions.

The dusk sunlight passes through the windows, casting a warm light that fills the entire classroom.

Idrul picked up the test paper that Rogers had written and turned towards the podium with a red face. As he smashed the oak stick to the ground, the whole class regained their complete hearing and vision. The test paper Then they disappeared from each of their tables in an instant.

"I'm so hungry...how are you doing?" Lufia stroked her belly, her face filled with a haggard feeling as if her soul had been stripped away.

"It's not good." Alina raised her hand to rub her forehead, her expression was also unusually tired, and the light of thought in her eyes kept flashing, as if she was still struggling with the topic just now.

She regained her composure, looked at the yawning Rogers aside, and asked in a joking tone: "How do you feel? The future chief lord." "I just feel tired." Rogers replied listlessly, silently remembering it in his heart. One more request.

Although he had been working on the subject matter like stitching dictation, writing for a whole day still made him exhausted.

There was no shortage of complaints and discussions among the students in the classroom. Idrul stroked his beard and smiled as he watched the noise. After a while, he silenced everyone and said slowly:
"Congratulations, you have completed all the entrance tests. Next, you will rest in the temporary dormitory for one night.

"There is a form for applying for colleges left in the dormitory. Before tomorrow morning, after the teachers have approved your test papers, they will evaluate you based on your overall quality. At that time, the form will show the colleges you can choose.

"Of course, if a special academy like Hilmi appears on the list, it does not mean that you can be selected directly. You will need to pass a test held by the academy again.

"In addition, tomorrow will be the entrance ceremony for new students. During the ceremony, a holy communion ceremony will be held that can promote the promotion of black iron to bronze..."

As Idrul spoke, the classroom burst into cheers.

Before the sun completely set, the freshmen followed Idrul's footsteps to the temporary dormitory.

This was a large-scale manor. After saying goodbye to Alina and Lufia, Rogers opened the wooden door of his room according to the instructions on the back of the admission notice.

The room is very simple, with only a single bed, a wooden table and bench beside the bed, and a separate small bathroom.

The new bedding was neatly spread on the bed, looking fluffy and soft.

Rogers threw the black canvas bag he had carried all day on the bed and looked at the items on the wooden table.

A book of St. Helte School of Magic School Rules, a campus map, several introductions and application forms for each school in the school, a plate of pastries to fill the stomach, and a bowl of salad that seemed to have been left to rest for a while.

After browsing for a while, Rogers stretched his waist and shoulders and opened the prompt box to check the results of the trial in front of the door.

[Name: Enlightenment]

[Type: Intellectual high-level special edition]

[Source: Gate of St. Helta]

[Effect ①: Temporarily accelerate one's own thinking process. 】

[Effect ②: Passively improve one's own perception of magic power. 】

[Effect ③: Strengthen the activation effects of various magic skills and bonuses you possess. 】

[Effect ④: Give your own skills and special bonuses to others temporarily. 】

[Note: This bonus is a growth type and has the possibility of evolving into a miracle. 】

Logos was not particularly surprised by this result. This was the highest reward that the Gate of Saint Helta could give.

After sorting out the effects of enlightenment and other special coupons for a moment, he walked into the bathroom, intending to wash up first and then go to have a good sleep.

(End of this chapter)