Rope looked at the serious looking Erika in front of him...
"Erika, you're not kidding..."
Erika had a slightly embarrassed smile on her face, "We didn't expect it on our side either, and we don't know where the professors found out about it, so..."
Rope tugged at the corner of his mouth, wait, this seems to be his own fault.
"Ahem, it's fine, in that case, it's just fine to change it to an open class, but I might have to renegotiate the content of the class."
Rope organized his emotions, and to be honest, the fact that things had developed to the point where they were now was his own pot for not being strict with his mouth. And since it had gotten to this point, there was basically no room for Rope to refuse. And compared to the last time when a small person was flat on his back. This time, Rope was presenting his academic report in a different capacity.
If the last report had given a surprise to the entire research community, then this public lecture was the one where Rope would make his voice heard and establish his position in the research community.
Naturally, it couldn't be a slightly perfunctory one like teaching a student.
Seeing that Rope had begun a thinking mode, Erika also got up and said towards Whitley, "Then I'll leave first, so you and Rope can discuss the content of tomorrow's lecture."
Whitley had a decent smile on her face, "Yes, please let the school side know, we will prepare it with care."
Erika gave a rather admiring look at the well mannered Whitley before she very much turned to leave.
Whitley watched Erika go out the door, then turned her head and rather mischievously poked her tongue out at Rope, then said, "How about it, now you know the trouble."
Rope also shook his head helplessly, what else could he say? Rely on Professor Oak and Professor Elm for not having a tight mouth?
Just kidding... it was also his own words that slipped out, okay? And although this situation was a little more troublesome, it wasn't without its benefits.
As of now, Rope's public lecture was bound to be highly publicized. It wouldn't be too much of a stretch to say that it was an alternative research summit.
In this way, what Rope said in this class would inevitably spread throughout the entire research community in the first place.
So, in this case, Rope's best option was to treat the open class as a more normal presentation of research results. But this would seem more or less unfair to the students. After all, their intention is to come to the class, not to listen to you talk about some unintelligible results.
That said, it's not that hard to understand, after all, Rope isn't in the business of genetics or egg group research or anything else that's on the scientific side. About the legend of Pokémon field research and data organization in the end is also more literary. It's a good way to listen to a lecture without being unable to understand anything.
But a class was a class. Rope wasn't going to erase the intent of the class just to post a new paper.
Rope pondered for a while then coldly asked, "Rotom, have you finished the paper on Entei that you were asked to write earlier?"
Rotom saluted then said, "Report! The paper is successfully completed and has been handed over to Ms. Daisy for review and completion. Loto!"
Rope nodded and said, "Then use Entei as an example in class. And by the way, rip out the new research. You send the paper to the editors of Pokémonology. Tell them to send it as soon as possible."
"Copy that! Loto! (￣^￣)ゞ"
Whitley saw this and spoke up suspiciously, "Are you planning to bring the paper out during the lecture?"
Rope nodded, "Inevitably, so many of you brought it, not here to listen to your additional arguments, though I know more are running to befriend me. But it's best to come up with something new to show, or you'll be looked down upon."
Whitley thought about it, this is also true, after all, so many people are present, if you just put your own doctrine in adding a little bit of irrelevant minutiae, more or less a little bit of small talk, the meaning of a big material.
It's not impossible that you might even be taken for a jaded person. So why don't you simply send a new, sufficiently weighty paper, one to establish the status, and the other to give the guests a little novelty.
"Alright, you get ready, I'm going out!"
Whitley didn't think much about it, she couldn't help much with the rest of the favor. After all, Rope's field of research was really not something that ordinary people could get involved in.
"Where are you going?" Rope asked, looking up.
"I'm meeting Yutsuki and Eri to go out shopping." Whitley said with a smile, the anticipation of shopping evident on her face.
Rope nodded at that and said, "Go ahead and have a good time with those two girls."
Whitley cocked her head quizzically at this and asked, "Of those two, which one deserves a special reminder?"
Whitley was keen to catch that something was wrong with Rope. After all, if it was a normal situation, Rope would be in a good mood to wave a hand at a time like this, not to mention instructing her.
"Which little girl named Eri has good potential, I'm going to pull her into my institute as a toolman...ah no, an assistant. Which is called Yutsuki's little girl...her family is quite unusual, in short, you can treat her as a normal friend, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a good relationship. We don't have to be afraid of anyone either."
Rope finished and waved his hand, "Go go go, don't delay me from rationalizing my thoughts here."
Seeing Rope driving people out, Whitley gave him a blank stare, then hooked his hand towards Chimchar. Chimchar was not ambiguous either, jumping directly on Rope's head, then landing on Whitley's shoulder, and then climbing onto Whitley's head again.
"I'm going out!"
"Come back early, will you save dinner for lunch?"
"No, I'll eat out!"
"Be safe."
"Got it~ Nagging like an old man."
The latter half of the sentence was muttered in a low voice.
After saying that, Whitley walked out of the door then headed towards the meeting place she had arranged with Eri and Yutsuki.
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Shortly after Whitley left, Rope, who was sitting on the chair, gave a violent sigh of relief and slumped down on the table like a salted fish.
"Aaahhh~ What a lot of work! I should have known better than to say yes to professor coming to lecture!"
Rope's face was filled with impatience and helplessness.
Rotom wiped a non-existent sweat from his head and said, "Boss, do you want me to help you prepare the script! Don't worry Professor Oak and the others' open class videos I've studied them carefully and I promise I won't drop the ball. Loto."
Rotom's words were really not a joke, after all, this guy was really pointing out all the skills except for those of combat.
In the past two days after training in cooking skills he was also able to dive into the toaster and bake a good handful of bread.
In short, except for fighting, this guy could be called a jack of all trades.
"It's not necessary. Some jobs are better done on your own."
Rope grabbed the pen and paper he had just used to discuss the problem with Whitley and began to write and draw.
Rotom spread his hands helplessly.
This guy was always going to have some inexplicable obsession in some inexplicable place.