Ascension of the Nephilim

666  Passing is Impossible

Emeros was now resting and recovering. It was revealed that the next test would continue the next day and wait for the student's exams to finish.

Xilar began organizing and gathering the teachers to prevent the exam results of the Vashura class from being tampered with.

Knowing that Emeros had gained confidence in his class's results, Xilar only did his part to minimize any tampering that would surely occur.

Emeros sat down, and with him were several teachers who used to be neutral or had antagonistic leanings. But now they waited with Emeros not because he killed a Pedagog but because of his support.

Emeors saw the powerful men and couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

"Kyros and Noxus were always surrounded by powerful allies... Was it like this?" Emeros thought as he watched the teachers silently wait along with him.

"May I know how the Student's Examination is ranked?" Emeros asked.

"...No one explained it to you?!" Senior Teacher Zwelus was surprised.

"I recall Teacher Fred being tasked with delivering this message to you. I guess he never left." Senior Teacher Crea chuckled.

"Let me explain. The students have individual rankings, and the class has a ranking based on the total points of the class."

"So it's not an average? What if there is a superior student in the mix?"

"Then that superior student is expected to help the rest up. We are called to be teachers here."

"I see... Then what is the passing score that we need as first-year students?"

"The passing score for your class will probably be set to that of the lowest class, which is 1135 points. Your class has to reach this point system. The Vashura class is ranked at the bottom- the class ranks 234 at zero points. As a reference, the first-year class ranked 233 has a current score of 547."

"Wait...!" Emeros perked up.

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"They have 547 points already?!"

"That's from the previous test. Their class needs to acquire 500 more points."

Emeros felt as if his stomach vanished.

"...It's... it's that high?!" Emeros reacted.

"...Err you... didn't know? You seemed confident, teacher Emeros." Zwelus asked.

"I knew it would be hard, but that's freakin' impossible! I didn't prepare for this since I didn't know it would be this great!" Emeros exclaimed.

Everyone was silent. The biggest issue was that Emeros didn't know the rules. Otherwise, he would have prepared.

"Curse that Teacher Fred! Who is he?! Is it you? You look like Fred!" Emeros scanned those nearby.

"Er...! Teacher Emeros. None of us is teacher Fred! I'm Bobby!"

"He was one of those who did not pass. He was the clean-shaven one among those you threatened earlier, " another teacher added.

"Damn, that teacher!" Emeros cursed. He was starting to get worried. "How is the point system scored during the test?"

"Each test has a point system, and it varies. Some will grant you a perfect score of ten, while the others could grant you hundreds, depending on how you completed it."

"And the second-year students' examiners put in the points, correct?"

"Not exactly. A magical codex records every student's actions. The examiners are merely confirming what the codex sets. The second-year examiners input their judgment regarding the methods and means, whether the student cheated or got lucky in the test, into the Codex. For example, in a cultivation test where the test is a battle, the examiner can only input how long the student lasted, what techniques were used, or, in rare cases, how long the examiner fought until he lost."

"But that is just for one test," Zwelus added.

"While they can individually fail the test and get low marks, the overall counting is the total points for all tests they took. Of course, the students get deductions instead of additions for every failed test."

"So the more the test they take isn't the answer?"

"Originally, it was. But with the new rules, it isn't."

Emeros felt his vision darken. He had heard the students planned to take numerous tests to gain points!

"And the codex assesses this pass or fail?"

"Yes. In the case of a cultivation battle, the Codex assesses it as it also has detailed information about the examiner. So even if a student lost the fight, if the Codex sees the student worthy enough given their levels and strengths, it will grant a pass to the student. I believe the highest record score was a Third Year student who defeated a Fourth Year student. He acquired twenty-three points in one test. The highest marks possible for that battle. This student would later be a Pedagog and is now a Two-Star Expert of Combat serving in the army in the Continents Above the Clouds."

"It was strange that Pedagog Zedos was not here during this test... Perhaps he has a mission." Zwelus sighed. "Twenty-three points in a single battle... I doubt my students could get that... I haven't seen the nature of the tests after all..." Emeros started to get worried.

"How many students does Rank 233 have?"

"They have thirty-three students."

"Thirty-three?! I only have twenty-three students in my class! I need each student to earn at least 50 points!"

"That's why you were expected to fail, Teacher Emeros, " another teacher added.

"Fragment! Fragment! Fragment! I knew it would be hard, but this is ridiculous! Passing is impossible for me!"

"No matter. I'm sure Principal Xilar can negotiate this. This is your first test. It's illogical for you to be ranked according to that standard. We will make our petition." One of the teachers comforted.

"Will it even work? A lot of master teachers hate Emeros. Principal Xilar can only do so much." Crea sighed and shook her head.

GONG!

A massive sound shook the entire school.

"The First Years' Exams are over. It is now time to rank the class, " a Master Teacher announced.

All the students and teachers began to gather once more in the massive hall where the teacher's examinations were held.

Emeros followed the teachers who were with him and couldn't help but tremble with nervousness. His ascension to the higher lands required success and miracles. But the timetable for these lands was growing short, with the Heavenly Triangle's desire to open the path!

Emeros watched in horror...

"As you know, the magical codex compiles and resonates with every student codex to rate it. Principal Xilar has ensured that the Codex is not tampered with. So the results of this are sure. First Years, see the results of this test for your eyes and accept your faith! And for the lower classes who have not yet reached the 1000 points mark, the passing mark is 1135. Should you fail, you will be given one more chance or fall to the Vashuras." The Master Teacher glanced at the Vashura class at the side and sneered.

"Does he know...?" Emeros trembled.

"Teacher Emeros, the Master Teacher, is only taunting the class. No one knows the results until the Codex calculates and displays them, " another teacher encouraged.

But everyone was quite worried. Emeros had allowed them to work with those Beyond the Clouds, and they did not want to see him fail.

"Still hoping for a miracle?" A cold voice spoke.

Emeros turned, and there he found several teachers, Senior Teachers, and Master Teachers.

Emeros frowned.

"Which one of you is Fred? How dare you leave out important information to me!"

"Hmp. Will you threaten us again? You boldly shouted and threatened many. But now, we see you as you really are." A Master Teacher stepped forward, obviously filled with rage.

Emeros frowned. It was too fast. If the Master Teachers were scared of him earlier, why did they have courage now?

Pedagog Bermivus was his ticket to a good life! But now, it was all coming crashing down, with his foes emerging from all sides.

"Threaten? That teacher failed to perform an important mission. I shall challenge him and kill him!" Emeros eyes grew intense.

"Fred is recovering from his wounds. You should fight with me. Haven't you killed a pedagog? What is a mere Master Teacher compared to that!"

Emeros frowned as the enraged teacher stepped forward with his energy gathering.

"I'm also recovering from my wounds. Or does he admit my superiority?" Emeros challenged back.

"Oh, I assure you, he is a better teacher than you! His class, the Fire Heart Passion, is ranked in the top 40 among the first years! Your students won't have the qualifications to be on the list after this!" The Master Teacher walked on and laughed.

"I can't wait to see you fail!" The old man's voice rang out, but Emeros remained silent. He could not refute the man, knowing his class was in danger.

He glanced at the class on the other side of the hall, who also had nervous expressions.

"Those four ought to have passed and perfected some test... The Master Teacher's Judgment was probably because of that... But even if they score over fifty... we'll still fail!" Emeros cursed.