4-25: Special Exam Start! (2/4)

4-25: Special Exam Start! (2/4)

After seeing her off, Shinichi looked down at the tents below him.

He could feel the breath and presence of the students from the tents.

I think we can just barely make it?

There would be no end to it if the uncertain factors kept increasing, but he judged that they could make it in time.

In the first day, there still werent any hints of a plot, so he just made them self-aware, and forced them to grow by putting them into an extreme situation.

Originally, Shinichi wanted to use the remaining two days to let them get used to that, but with all the snakes squirming in the back drop, he couldnt afford to do that.

As such he used the morning of the second day to familiarize them with human combat and being wary of their surroundings.

In the afternoon, he split the three classes into two groups to equalize their strength despite the difference in class levels and years, then had them fight each other.

The first round was a mess with allies and enemies jumbled altogether, so the round was considered void.

In the second round, Shinichi took command of one of the two teams.

In the third round, Shinichi took command of the other team.

In the fourth round, he had the representative of each team lead.

As he repeated that, he had the special class student, Ryou, fight with the teams.

They continued that until 6PM, and by then everyone was as as exhausted as they were in the first day.

They quickly prepared supper and called it a night.

But because of that all the students were able to recover their strength.

They had a small vessel like Shinichi, so they could easily recover their strength just by resting.

The more I think back to it, the more I realize how badly I poured knowledge down their throat

The things hed taught them werent supposed to be covered in just two days.

So he didnt know how much they would be able to retain.

To be honest, calling what they did training was a misnomer. It would be more apt to say that he had made them go through an intense experience to force their body and mind to remember his teachings even if just temporarily.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

A hastily-made blade meant to help them overcome the incident thats about to occur.

But even then, a blade was still a blade, and if one touched it, one would still get cut.

So as long as that blade could remain sharp for today, it was more than enough.

Hes done what he could. Or at least that should be the case.

So Shinichi shook all the uneasiness away and looked up at the sky as he welcomed the new day.

Before long, the giant red star showed itself, and he greeted it with a blank expression.

There was no need to think of unnecessary things. He just had to do what he needed to.

Itll be fine, Im sure. The way Im now, this should be a piece of cake.

He muttered without thinking monotonously, but it was such a stereotypical thing to say that it couldnt even pass for self-suggestion. Shinichi shrugged his shoulders and forced a laugh.



June 3, 7:00AM. In the third floor of the campus, inside the normal class faculty.

The teachers that have been tasked to watch over the campus greeted each other.

A certain female teacher also greeted a fellow teacher.

Good Morning, Teacher Saland. Its finally ending, isnt it? The campus will finally become lively again.

Of course. Now, where did we end yesterday Teacher Saland said.

Huh, what? Why is that thing here What!? The teacher at the window exclaimed.

Saland was in the process of checking their progress when all of the sudden, the teacher by the window suddenly yelled.

His yells got the other teachers attention, and they went to take a look through the window, but what they saw sent them yelling.

Isnt that a guard robot!? Why is that thing here!?

What, no way, what is that, why are they Whats going on!?

The four-legged white robots that the people living here were used to had filled the school grounds.

Had it been just one or two robots, then perhaps they had simply malfunctioned, but with so many gathered, clearly something else was amiss.

They appeared one after another.

It was as if the guard robots of the city were gathering.

They lined up and encroached the school grounds.

There were so many of them that the sight below had already turned white.

What kind of joke is this?

W-Why are there so many?

These white machines that were big enough to span a car lined up like ants as they passed through() the school grounds.

Even if they knew the total number of machines here, the sight below them was so unreal that all the faculty teachers had stopped thinking.

They stared blankly as they watched the machines slide through the ground with the rollers under their feet.

T-Teachers, this isnt the time for us to be dazing off! Those machines are headed for the fields. We need to contact the Supervisor Headquarters immediately! The security department and the defense department too. And the teachers need to gather as well. Please hurry!

When Teacher Saland said that, the faculty immediately mobilized.

They contacted various related places and various personnel tried to go out of the faculty, but

Ah, Teacher Doneju, Teacher!? Its no good. We cant reach them from here at all, the call just gets cut.

Hey, cant you hear me! Send someone, anyone!! Hey!! Damn it! We cant make a call from here at all! Its not connecting anywhere!

No way! But I was able to call just awhile ago! The net is down too!

Someone lend me a hand! I cant get the lock off this door!

That lock cant be opened with just human strength!

W-Why wont the window open!?

When they realized that they couldnt reach anyone and that the faculty had been locked, the peaceful morning of the teachers was immediately thrown into disarray and they started panicking.

The relatively calm female teacher and Teacher Saland looked at each other in shock.

Teacher Saland, could this be? The female teacher asked.

Yes, theres no doubt about it. Were under attack. Ever since I started working here, I knew this day would come, but who wouldve thought, I would be rendered this powerless this easily Saland bit his lips as he turned to the fields.

The walls, doors, and windows of the campus were all specially made to resist skills.

No one here could use a skill to break even the glass windows.

This design decision was made out of fear for an external attack and students going on a rampage, but as a side-effect, the teachers were now trapped.

The workplace they were so familiar with had all too quickly been turned into their prison.

Even the ability to contact the outside or get information from outside had been taken away from them.

Their one saving grace was that those in the fields knew that something was amiss.