Conquest System, Fighting Is Too Childish

Suddenly.

A mechanical voice rang out in his mind.

Prince Ganlongdao was stunned for a moment; even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had certainly seen pigs run.

A system.

He naturally knew what that was.

He just hadn't expected it to awaken at this very moment.

Conqueror System.

For every person conquered, he would gain one Conqueror Point, and each point could be used to add to his various physical attributes.

At the same time.

A phantom screen appeared before Prince Ganlongdao's eyes.

Even though a book was covering his vision, the screen seemed to appear directly within his mind.

[Name]: Prince Ganlongdao

[Strength]: 13

[Intelligence]: 10

[Constitution]: 15

[Charisma]: 13

[Conqueror Points]: 0

(Average adult is ten points)

Hmm? Zero?

Prince Ganlongdao frowned.

The other attributes were reasonably fair; he hadn't spent all those years in the Middle East for nothing, so his stats were certainly much higher than an average adult's, and he was naturally better looking than the average person as well.

As for his academic ability.

Prince Ganlongdao roughly understood.

Most of his knowledge probably couldn't be applied to exams.

But as for the Conqueror Points.

What about all those underlings he had outside?

Did he really have none at all?

Or did only the people he conquered from this point forward count?

[Detected that the host has joined Class 1-C, releasing main quest!]

[Main Quest: Become the class leader; Reward: One S-rank draw!]

"Hmm?"

Prince Ganlongdao raised an eyebrow.

Even without the system, he would have become the class leader regardless.

Just then.

Seeing that no one in the class had asked a question for a long time, Kazuma Sakagami sighed: It seems Class C doesn't have much luck this year; there isn't any promising talent.

"Then I'll leave the rest of the time to you; you are free to do whatever you like."

Kazuma Sakagami finally chose to give up.

However, he didn't leave, instead standing silently in the corner of the classroom with an expression that said: Come and ask me if you want.

At first.

The students were still a bit uneasy.

But after a few boys tentatively whispered, the other students gradually opened up.

This school really seemed to be just like the brochures claimed; the school culture was extremely free, and no matter what they did, the teachers wouldn't interfere.

What's more, Kazuma Sakagami had already handed the remaining time over to them.

Finally.

A girl wearing a wine-red school uniform stood up.

With short brown hair, a red ribbon tied in her bangs that added to her appeal, and a fine figure, she was very beautiful—enough to rival the female celebrities on television.

It had to be said.

The average level of attractiveness at this school was extremely high.

Prince Ganlongdao hadn't seen a single person who wasn't pretty; almost all of them had the potential to work on Lolita Island or be groomed into stars, which made him a little suspicious of the school's true purpose.

"Hello everyone, my name is Shiho Manabe."

At this moment, a girl named Shiho Manabe patted her chest and smiled:

"Since there's still some time before the entrance ceremony, let's start with some self-introductions. It'll make it easier if any issues come up later, so feel free to come to me if you need anything~ Back in middle school..."

"Screech..."

Before she could finish, a harsh sound of a chair scraping against the floor rang out.

In the center of the classroom, Ryuen Kakeru, his eyes fixed forward like a viper, stood up and walked toward the podium with his hands in his pockets.

He turned to look at the crowd.

"This student..."

Shiho Manabe forced a smile: "Do you have a problem with me?"

"Shut up. I have no interest in boring girls."

Ryuen braced his hands and sat on the edge of the podium.

He lifted his right foot onto the desk, let his left leg hang naturally, and rested his right hand on his knee.

His viper-like gaze swept across the people below.

"From today on, I'm in charge of this class. I am the boss of this class, the king of this class. Do you understand?"

Clap.

A sound of hands hitting a desk rang out.

A girl with short blue hair stood up, her hands pressed against the desk.

"Boring."

After saying that, the girl turned and left the classroom.

No one in the classroom stopped her; the competitiveness between boys usually didn't involve girls, which was essentially an unspoken rule among them.

Seeing this, Shiho Manabe didn't say much either.

This was a problem between boys; she had seen it plenty of times in middle school, as it happened every time classes were shuffled.

She just felt a sense of disgust in her heart.

What did he mean by "boring woman"? This red-haired snake was truly detestable.

"I'm speechless..."

At this moment, a short-haired boy in the corner stood up, looking clearly displeased.

"Fighting like this in middle school was one thing, but we're high schoolers and adults now. Can't you stop acting like a child?"

"What's your name?"

"Daichi Ishizaki!"

Ishizaki looked thoroughly annoyed.

Is this guy a chuunibyou?

Back in middle school, he might have thought fighting was cool, or that leading a group of lackeys into a fray was impressive, or perhaps he just wanted to attract the attention of girls.

But now, everyone was an adult.

Ishizaki felt that continuing to fight like this was just childish.

"Heh, it seems you idiots really don't know anything at all."

Ryuen sneered, his eyes sweeping from Daichi Ishizaki to everyone else in the class.

"Sakagami just said that everyone has 100,000 points in their accounts right now, but that doesn't mean we'll get 100,000 points every month, right? Sakagami?"

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't the teacher just say that points are automatically deposited on the first of every month?"

"It seems so... but it's just an automatic deposit; it really doesn't guarantee that we'll get 100,000 every month..."

"Isn't that just playing word games? Are they sick in the head?"

"..."

A confused Daichi Ishizaki and the others turned to look at their homeroom teacher.

They wanted an answer.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Kazuma Sakagami watched the guy sitting on the podium, the corner of his mouth twitching.

I remember this guy is called Ryuen Kakeru, he really doesn't know the first thing about respecting his teacher.

Forget it.

Respecting one's teacher is useless; ability is what comes first.

Finally, someone with actual strength had stepped forward, and Kazuma Sakagami actually felt a sense of joy as he pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Student Ryuen is correct."

"Eh?"

"What does that mean?"

"Does this mean we won't have any money next month?"

"What are we supposed to do then?"

"How can the school go back on its word? Didn't they say they'd give us one hundred thousand every month?"

"..."

Upon hearing this.

The students below immediately began to panic, and some even started spouting nonsense.

However, Kazuma Sakagami completely ignored them; there was no need to answer such trash questions.

"Thud."

Ryuen exerted force suddenly.

He swung his left leg back and kicked the podium hard, the jarring sound instantly silencing the class.

"Sakagami."

Ryuen asked in a cold voice:

"I recall you saying just now that the school measures students by their strength, and that points represent the school's evaluation of us."

"In that case, is the amount of points we receive each month related to our strength?"

"What does the school mean by strength? Academic grades, athletic performance? Or something else?"

"Let me answer your first question first."

Kazuma Sakagami nodded, looking very satisfied.

"Yes. As for your second question, I cannot disclose that for the time being. You will find out when the time comes. All I can tell you is this: do not treat this school like an ordinary school."

"..."

Ryuen narrowed his eyes without saying much more, then turned to look at the people below the podium.

"You've seen the situation for yourselves. If you want to receive more points in the future, then listen to me. Of course, I am not discussing this with you, but rather..."

"Commanding you!"

After saying this.

Ryuen turned his head to look at Prince Ganlongdao in the corner.

He could see through basically everyone in the class at a glance, whether it was that black student or the others; as long as he spent some time, Ryuen was confident he could make these guys submit.

The only exception was this guy who had been sleeping since the beginning.

He couldn't even see his expression.

Ryuen truly couldn't see through him...