Job Change For Everyone: My Job Can Infinitely Evolve Novel - Chapter 67

There were thirty minutes left until the final announcement of who would participate in the annual school professional competition at nine o’clock. But students from all grades surrounded the bulletin board.

The students looked at the bulletin board expectantly and whispered amongst each other. The shorter students had to stand on tiptoes just to see. Everyone present wanted to see who made it onto the list of participants.

Alan and Ell stood among them, anxiously waiting for the teachers to announce the finalists. While they waited, they listened to the surrounding students’ heated discussions about the finalists.

“Hey, who do you think will represent White Deer High in this year’s competition?”

“Mill and Bass are the ones to watch. Their performance in the preliminaries was simply outstanding!” The bespectacled student lowered his voice as he spoke, “Those two also come from influential families.”

“That’s right. Mill possesses robust controllability as a Fire Mage, while Bass is competent as a Crossbow Master. His long-range attacks are insane.”

“Now that you’ve said that, I’m honestly looking forward to Mill and Bass’s combination!”

“What? Didn’t you guys see how well Senior Moss performed? His attacks and defenses were shocking. He even beheaded a level ten Magical Beast!” A sweet-looking little girl spoke her mind delicately.

“Oh, we’ve witnessed his performance. Senior Moss was just excellent against the Explosive Wolf King. I’m looking forward to him representing our school while outshining the others in the annual school professional competition!”

“Senior Moss performed well, but he’s still just a Knight. You have to know that he might be competing in the annual school professional competition. Each high school has selected more than a hundred elite students combined. Those students have awakened some high-tier classes. Do you think a lowly Knight can shine in this competition? Wake up already!”

Hearing those words, Alan wanted to approach that student and argue with him, but he saw a sudden golden light flash on the bulletin board before him. He instantly looked at the bulletin board.

As the golden light weakened, three sets of golden words appeared at the bottom.

“White Deer’s first list of participants in the annual school professional competition.”

“Group one: Mill, Bass, Bach, Morning, and Kelly.”

“Group two: Moss, Alan, Moore, Baylon, and Kohler.”

As the finalists appeared on the bulletin board, the venue fell into a heated discussion.

“I told you that Senior Moss would make it! Senior Moss is the best!”

“Pfft, Moss isn’t in the first group, is he? Mill and Bass’s team are number one when it comes down to it!”

After seeing the names on the bulletin board, everyone present expressed their opinions without hesitation, as if they were the ones actively representing White Deer High in the annual school professional competition.

At that moment, some students ran from the crowd to spread the news.

Even though Ell didn’t make it onto the list, she was delighted that Moss and Alan did. She wanted to tell Moss about the good news, so she pulled Alan out of the crowd with great effort and quickly ran to the library.

When the two exited the crowd, Alan glanced around and realized that the students who exited the crowd to spread the news looked unfamiliar. However, Ell pulled him away and passed them by in a flash.

Alan didn’t overthink since he was delighted to see Moss’s name on the bulletin board. He, too, wanted to tell Moss about it as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Moss flipped through some information in the library.

Previously, Alan wanted to drag Moss along to see the finalists who would appear on the bulletin board, but Moss didn’t want to waste his time there. Moss wanted to take advantage of his free time before the competition and better understand the Knight class’s history.

Moss intended to understand the past powerhouses who appeared in the past, hoping to gain inspiration from them.

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Meanwhile, six men sat together in a spacious room in a private cafe in White Deer City. The music in the room was quiet, creating an elegant ambiance. They sipped coffee and chatted with each other.

These six men were the principals of several high schools around White Deer City. They would usually gather in this private cafe.

Ring! Ring!

Buzz! Buzz!

Suddenly, their cell phone rang. The principals burst into laughter in unison.

“Taylor, did that old man in White Deer High take his medicine today? He chose a Knight to participate in the competition. Are there no other students in his school?” The principal of Number Eight High, wearing casual clothes as he sat on the room’s east side, teased.

Taylor was the principal of Number Two High and the leader of this group of six men. “Don’t look down on that old man, Fifth Brother. He was an influential figure on the front lines back then. He has impressive foresight!”

The burly middle-aged man sitting in the main seat was Taylor. He laughed as he made tea.

“You’re right, Big Brother. White Deer High is still standing after all these years. It speaks volumes of the old man’s capabilities. We mustn’t let our guard down! Should I send someone to check it out?” The man sitting next to Taylor had a serious look as he let out a low voice. He was Number Four High’s principal, ranked second among the six gathered principals.

“Aren’t you being too cautious, Second Brother? Do you think a Knight will cause us trouble? If that Knight wants to perform well in the competition, he will have to reach level sixty.”

“No one has the time and patience for that anymore. You worry too much. He’s just a little brat,” Number Five High’s principal said disdainfully as he slowly sipped his coffee. He ranked third within the group of six principals.

“Second Brother is right. It’s better to be careful than careless. But Third Brother has a point. I reckon we should pay attention to their two teams. This way, we can be sure that nothing goes wrong.” Number Ten High’s principal, who ranked sixth in the group, tried to smooth things over. He smiled the entire time he spoke.

Seeing as the principal of Number Seven High, who ranked fourth of the six principals, was silent, Taylor smiled and said, “Fourth Brother, why aren’t you saying anything? You usually have an active thought. Tell us what you’re thinking.”

Number Seven High’s principal put down his coffee cup and said, “That old man must have his reasons for choosing a Knight. He’s not old enough to be muddle-headed. We can send some people to investigate his background and see what kind of family he came from.”

After that, Number Seven High’s principal paused and continued, “We should prioritize Moss and Bass since they come from influential families. As for the rest, we still have to be wary of Number Eleven High and Number Twelve High, who are close to that old man. I wonder if they will join forces against us.”

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Taylor narrowed his eyes into slits as he nodded. No one knew what else he thought of this.

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Meanwhile, Na’er had an intense discussion with Miss Aisha in her office. “Have you considered the school’s difficulties as well, Miss Aisha? Na’er and I are also keen on allowing Moss to participate in the annual school professional competition.”

“Still, Cullen’s family’s White Deer Magic Potion Group is pressuring White Deer High through its higher-ups, so the school has to give the higher-ups an explanation,” Na’er said with both kindness and intimidation. Her face was full of helplessness as she sighed.

Aisha looked at the director in puzzlement. “What is there to explain? Why should we explain our reasons for recommending a highly capable student to compete in the annual school professional competition?”

“Miss Aisha, as you know, Knights are dependable in attack and defenses in their earlier stages, but their resistance to attribute attacks is weak. Therefore, an opponent with powerful attribute attacks will render a Knight useless.”

“It’s been years since a Knight has participated in the annual school professional competition. Even ten years ago, Knights performed poorly in the competition.”

“People have deeply engraved that Knights are a weak class into their hearts. The higher-ups think there’s something wrong with what we’re doing, so they asked us to come forward and explain our decision.”

Miss Aisha understood Na’er’s words, so she asked directly, “Then what do you want me to do?”

Na’er was familiar with Miss Aisha’s personality and knew she cared for and valued Moss. She had called Miss Aisha into her office, knowing she was willing to take a risk for Moss and the school.

“Miss Aisha, the process is straightforward. You only need to sign this petition, and we will solve this matter. Of course, you’re not alone in taking this risk. The director himself will also sign the petition.”

Na’er slid the document on the table to Miss Aisha as she spoke. Miss Aisha opened the document and quickly browsed through its terms.

“If the student gets one point, he won’t be eliminated in the first round.”

“If the student performs well, White Deer High will give him additional rewards.”

“If the student fails, his teacher will have to leave White Deer High voluntarily.”

Although Miss Aisha was aggrieved when she read the petition, with her trust and belief in Moss, she signed the petition without hesitation even if she knew that only the top thirty teams in a single category could score points.