[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss":3,"chapter-i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-chapter-11":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Became the Academy’s Final Boss",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1319730,1753,"Chapter 11","i-became-the-academy-s-final-boss-chapter-11",11,"\u003Cp>Chapter 11\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several days had passed since the orientation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Classes were proceeding normally, and through the past few days of lectures, I was able to grasp how the Academy operated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The life of Sirius Academy cadets was far more grueling than I had expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First of all, the morning training began at 5 a.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Participation was said to be voluntary but in truth, it was practically mandatory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was because if there was no noticeable growth shown in the monthly evaluation tests, a penalty would be imposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about three hours of intense training, morning classes began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the morning classes, we took general education subjects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These weren’t all that different from what I had studied in my previous life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The problem was that the cadets woke up at dawn, trained strenuously, and then had a full meal afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way any of us could focus on the lecture in that state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, the morning class functioned more as a nap time or rest period in preparation for the afternoon classes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since general education subjects didn’t hold much importance in the Academy to begin with, even the instructors turned a blind eye to the drowsy atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After such a sweet nap—no, morning lecture—the afternoon classes began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, it was the afternoon classes that could be called the real lessons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These alternated between major theory classes and practical training. “Major classes,” in this context, referred to essential subjects that heroes were required to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past few days, we’d undergone a physical fitness test to assess each cadet’s stats, along with a few basic theoretical lectures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The physical test wasn’t a problem since my body retained its previous memories, but the theory classes were utterly hellish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mean, how was someone who had only ever played the game supposed to know the formula for measuring mana concentration in dungeons or the anatomical structure of monsters?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The issue was that even in the inherited memories, there was no trace of such knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original owner of this body must not have had much interest in studying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was dozing off while waiting for the next major class to begin when I sensed someone’s presence beside me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you already getting ready to sleep?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I raised my head, I saw Helena sighing as she looked down at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, she sat next to me and opened her major textbook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You do know you have to care about your major grades if you want to graduate, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here comes the nagging queen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turned my head away and buried it into my desk, pretending not to hear her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since a few days ago, Helena had been hovering around me more often—sometimes striking up conversation, sometimes waking me up when I nodded off during class, constantly pestering me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And, of course, the added bonus of her nagging...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could roughly guess why she was acting like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of what had happened in the infirmary a few days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing me then, she must have felt a kind of kinship, a sense of similarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was probably why, despite being a character who was supposed to stay isolated according to the in-game storyline, she was now approaching me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, having a main story character taking the initiative to get close to me was nice and all—but right now, it was annoying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because I needed to sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, Instructor Kang Jae-seok entered, and class began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s lecture was Monster Ecology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Avoiding Helena’s gaze, I closed my eyes, using the instructor’s voice as a lullaby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helena said I needed to pay attention to major classes if I wanted to graduate, but honestly, that didn’t concern me in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Graduation, grades—none of that held any meaning for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most, I just needed to study enough to avoid being held back, and even that was the bare minimum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any lacking theory could be made up for with practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I felt something poke my side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poke. Poke poke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here we go again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I glanced over, Helena was jabbing my side with her pen, wearing an irritated look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just leave me alone…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I do that, will you actually listen to the lecture?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll keep doing it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why are you even worrying about my grades?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I left her be, she’d probably keep poking, so I decided to take action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I raised my hand high and called out to the instructor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Instructor, Helena keeps poking my side, so I can’t focus on class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When did I ever!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helena’s eyes widened in shock as she shouted back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, all the cadets and the instructor turned their attention toward us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing how loud she had just been, Helena quickly covered her mouth with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face turned as red as a ripe persimmon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—! You kept sleeping, so I just woke you up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never fell asleep, though?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then do you think I poked you for no reason?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-You...!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, unable to endure the scene any longer, the instructor’s furious voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, in the end, neither of you were paying attention in class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that how it sounds?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cadet Yoo Sung-woo, didn’t you sleep through the entire lecture?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t deny that—it wasn’t wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you claim you weren’t asleep, I’ll give you a chance to prove it. Everyone, close your books.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close the books?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could already guess what that meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by the sighs echoing around the room, the other cadets had realized it too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since Cadet Yoo Sung-woo insists he wasn’t sleeping, I’ll let him prove it. We’re having a quiz.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groans of protest erupted from every direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, I felt the collective glare of resentment and hatred from the other cadets stabbing into me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guess making friends was off the table now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Helena was glaring at me with a sour expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had sinned beyond forgiveness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring our expressions, the instructor pulled out a stack of papers as if he had already prepared them in advance and began distributing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are ten questions in total. Anyone who gets fewer than three correct will stay for remedial class. I trust there isn’t a single idiot here who can’t even get three right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instructor Kang Jae-seok’s eyes turned toward me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wanted to ask why he was looking at me like that—but honestly, even I didn’t have much faith in myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With my lack of theoretical knowledge, there was no way I could answer a pop quiz like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, submitting a blank sheet would feel rude, so maybe I should at least write a heartfelt letter to the instructor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought in mind, I looked down at the test paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Describe the strategy for subjugating a high-grade hazardous species, the Basilisk.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Explain in detail about the Demons.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uh… what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why were there problems I actually knew?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Questions asking about the weaknesses and strategies for subjugating monsters, or requiring descriptions of Demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were questions that I, someone who had played Become a Hero for countless hours, knew all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looks like the instructor tried to be clever, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally, class content revolved around topics like anatomy or behavioral traits, so he must have designed the quiz to be unsolvable unless we had paid attention—probably to scold us afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smart attempt, but with these kinds of questions, I had the upper hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grabbed my pencil and calmly began writing down everything I knew about the questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty minutes later, the instructor’s “That’s enough” echoed through the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Groans of frustration followed from the cadets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m screwed... I didn’t know a single one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There wasn’t enough time. I couldn’t even write five answers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess I’ll be staying for remedial class...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the instructor spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exchange your answer sheets with your partner. I’ll project the correct answers, and you’ll grade each other’s papers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I turned to my side, Helena was smiling in a teasing way, motioning with her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Give it here. I’ll grade it for you. Not that it’ll matter—it’s probably a zero anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ll see about that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re saying you, who’s been sleeping for the past three days, actually filled this out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead and check.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was pretty confident in my answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had completely ignored the questions I didn’t know and focused only on the ones I did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to that, I’d managed to answer three out of ten—the exact cutoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was certain none of them were wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the pride of a veteran Become a Hero player.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helena accepted Yoo Sung-woo’s answer sheet with a smug look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s probably blank or full of random doodles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The questions had been difficult enough that even she barely had time to finish her own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of that, every question was descriptive, leaving no chance to guess or circle answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one required detailed responses under strict time limits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yoo Sung-woo’s answer sheet was different from what she had imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead of being blank, it was completely filled—dense with writing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he write a letter of apology to the instructor or something?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helena didn’t even consider that it might actually be filled with real answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on what she’d seen of him so far, his theory grades were a disaster waiting to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Planning to tease him thoroughly, Helena began reading his answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as her eyes moved down the page, her expression gradually changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this...?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Basilisk Strategy\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Basilisk is a large subspecies of dragon that inhabits swamps. Despite its snake-like appearance, it is classified as a draconic creature. (Omitted) Its primary attacks are poison-based breath and petrifying magic eyes. It has a total of five attack patterns. The probability of the first—an overhead strike using its head—is 20.13%. (Omitted) By memorizing these patterns, the Basilisk can be easily subdued. Simple, right?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an unnecessarily detailed and analytical answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even calculated the probability of each attack appearing and described specific countermeasures for every situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The response was so long that it spilled into the space for the next question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was far more thorough than even the instructor’s model answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It read like something written by someone who had fought countless battles against Basilisks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How in the world does he know all this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same went for the other questions he had answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only written for about three of them, but all three were described with near-perfect precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instructor’s voice came once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once you’re done grading, check your score. Anyone who got fewer than three correct, step forward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helena, still dumbfounded, handed Yoo Sung-woo’s paper back to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is it? All correct, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you even know things like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helena stared at Yoo Sung-woo with a complicated look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instructor Kang Jae-seok spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cadet Yoo Sung-woo, why aren’t you stepping forward?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because I got more than three right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instructor looked suspiciously toward Helena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression asked whether she had graded properly. Helena nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t said a word since grading—clearly still shocked that I’d gotten the questions right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bring me Cadet Yoo Sung-woo’s answer sheet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, sir.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since I had nothing to hide, I walked over and handed him my paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instructor’s eyebrow twitched as he examined it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You got exactly three correct out of ten. The ones you answered are perfect—in fact, they’re even better than my official solutions. I suppose you studied in advance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, a little.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see. Then, Cadet Yoo Sung-woo, you’ll also attend remedial class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, what? I turned it in exactly at the cutoff—why!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I looked at him with eyes full of injustice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You still need to be punished for disrupting the class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? That doesn’t even—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I protested, but Instructor Kang merely gestured with his chin toward the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following his gaze, I saw the other cadets glaring daggers at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Yes, sir. I’ll stay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that, the class continued as normal, and not long after, the afternoon session ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, take your seats. I have an announcement.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students, who had been buzzing with excitement at the end of class, returned to their seats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Starting today, club recruitment begins. Anyone interested may apply.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clubs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Private groups among cadets officially approved by the Academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words—student clubs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given the massive size of Sirius Academy, there was a wide variety of them: combat-oriented clubs like the Swordsmanship Club or Muscle Club, as well as cultural clubs like the Travel Club and Gourmet Exploration Club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through these club activities, cadets interacted with a wider range of people and expanded their relationships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These bonds would continue even after they became adults.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I strongly recommend that you all join a club. It’s not only good for building connections, but also a chance to meet your seniors.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There weren’t many opportunities for cadets to mingle across different years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, clubs were one of the few places where one could meet upperclassmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying so, the instructor ended the homeroom session and left the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, club recruitment had finally begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which also meant that the Student Council’s officer recruitment had started as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, the Academy’s main storyline was about to truly begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first act’s boss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Corrupted Student Council President.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had to stop the appearance of the Red Witch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But first... 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