The Author's POV

Lock, Class A-25

The sound of scribbling pencils rang out in the classroom. Almost all of the students present were hard at work preparing for the upcoming written exams.

"Argh…why do we have to go through this when we don't actually use this stuff in real life"

Of course, there was bound to be at least one or two students who hated studying.

...but well, what he said did make sense. Most of the stuff we learned wasn't even useful for those of us who didn't plan on pursuing such a career path.

"Exams are next week. Study hard, or you're going to have regrets when the results come out."

Turning around, a student replied.

"yeah, yeah, it's not like you'd understand my struggles..."

Being reprimanded, the student that complained could only grumble to himself as he went back to studying.

In the end, it seems like he was just venting out his stress.

Lightly glancing at the duo, I shook my head.

Regardless of what world you were in, there would always be a guy who hated studying and a guy who loved studying.

I was neither.

I didn't dislike studying nor did I love it.

I just studied for the sake of it...well, that was what I initially thought.

However, looking at the question that was presented before me, I couldn't help but slowly start leaning towards the no-studying group.

[Suppose a ranked monster, Metal Fanged Magelodon attacked you in the middle of the ocean. How much force do they exert each time they bite, and point out their weak points on the diagram below. Extra point : What is the primary psyon flow of the Metal Fanged Magelodon and what is the fastest speed it can reach underwater?]

I was stumped.

I had no clue where to start. Was this really going to be on the exam?

...I don't even remember writing about this monster inside of the novel.

I mean, there were so many monsters that I had to remember that I could barely even think straight at this point.

I understand that they want us to learn this in case we actually met this monster in combat so that we would be able to deal with them accordingly if the situation presented itself.

...but with current technology, finding the information about the monster shouldn't be hard at all.

Just a quick cross-reference with the monster encyclopedia in the app and all the information would be presented before me.

...well in all fairness, I guess it did help in situations where the phone couldn't be taken out or that there was no battery left on the phone.

Dammit, world.

least make it so that I knew something regarding them. Don't give me questions

of me being the author and using that as an

Ding dong—

my rant, at that moment,

was technically a review class, but in reality, it was just a self-study class as there was no professor supervising the students. In any case, as soon as the bell rang, almost all of the students

was the point of studying in a classroom when you had no

and a couple of other people, everyone left the

...

it was the day of

Surprisingly I wasn't nervous.

beneath my feet,

you

I didn't sleep the

you think

sure, hopefully, I'll

to the people besides me conversing, the butterflies in my

...I didn't cram.

to, but from past experiences, I always tended to perform badly

wasn't something that

7:55 A.M.

I

had already started forming by the entrance of

onto a tablet

something to distract

something that could help me determine what was going to be on

thoughts, my

...hold up.

I think

rummaging through my bag, I took out a thick red

-Flip! -Flip! -Flip!

beat, I flipped through the pages of

of unbounded monster relativity. Write

without pause, he quickly compiled

of control would someone need in order to determine the circulatory flow of their

"kukuku..."

help but find myself laughing histerically. Almost like an evil dictator that had successfully

of my worries

with my phone, I quickly memorized everything that

the world had

proper shot

ranked 1550 Ren

on the dot, the professor called for me. Helpless, I could only put the book and phone

"Present"

I did. I couldn't help but be reminded of the hellish days