I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1105 - 662 Everyone is Waiting for Me to Rise
Chapter 1105: Chapter 662: Everyone is Waiting for Me to Rise, But I’m Powerless_1
Chapter 1105 -662: Everyone is Waiting for Me to Rise, But I’m Powerless_1
Inside a classroom at First Pioneer Academy’s kindergarten section.
The most professional energy wave radiation dynamics teacher was passionately discussing her carefully prepared teaching plan on the podium.
She combined the boring theoretical knowledge with armored practice, using her own personal combat experiences to vividly describe the rapid energy transfer in equipment.
This was a combined course that both commanders and warriors had to take.
In this not-too-large classroom, forty children were arranged in an arc shape.
As the teacher’s lecture continued, the scenery before each child’s eyes was changing rapidly.
Meanwhile, not only could the children hear the teacher’s voice in their minds, but also a large amount of information was slowly entering through brain connections, constantly replaying and corresponding to the teacher’s course, helping the children to absorb quickly.
Nowadays, teaching activities are no longer about the teacher teaching and the students listening, but rather combining the teacher’s teaching with the environment to form an all-round knowledge penetration that includes auditory, visual, olfactory, gustatory, and brain consciousness.
As long as the students can maintain enough mental concentration and actively establish a deep connection between their brains and the teaching system, knowledge will gradually enter the human brain like flowing water, like a sponge absorbing water.
However, this is on the premise that the students have enough concentration.
The specific requirements for focus are not too high. After all, this is very basic knowledge. A 99% concentration is enough, with no need for decimals.
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Under normal circumstances, with the help of the Destiny Covenant Mark, this is easy for children.
At this time, 39 of the 40 children in the classroom maintained a very high level of concentration.
Only one person, sitting in the front row, was daydreaming the whole time with a blank stare.
Undoubtedly, it was the just-turned-two-year-old Nico Ross.
As for Nora Camp, she was no longer here, having quickly graduated from the beginner class and moved on to the advanced class, where self-study is combined with one-on-one explanations from famous teachers.
Nico Ross actually tried very hard to focus and learn some knowledge.
As a two-year-old child, he tried his best.
Unfortunately, his concentration was less than 80%, and he could only focus for a few minutes at most before being distracted by dizziness and headaches.
In this regard, the teacher on the podium was helpless and couldn’t even criticize him; after all, Nico Ross couldn’t be blamed for his unique situation.
Well, just let him listen like this, he’ll still learn something eventually.
While the teacher was thinking this way, Nico Ross quietly slipped down from his seat and peeked at his classmate’s desk next to him to see if their images were different from his own.
“Ahem.”
The teacher finally couldn’t help but cough lightly.
Nico Ross, sitting below, became nervous immediately, “Teacher, what’s wrong? Do you have a cold?”
The poor teacher shed two lines of moved tears.
She didn’t know whether to thank the Sage for his concern or to lament her failed work as a member of the Sage Project.
She bent down and patted Nico Ross on the shoulder first, “Teacher is fine, but little Nico Ross, you have to work harder. In a few days, you’ll have to take the semester assessment. Our First Pioneer Academy implements… ahem. Anyway, if you don’t perform well, you might be eliminated and sent to another school!”
Nico Ross nodded, looking somewhat nervous.
And then… the second to last student was eliminated.
This young man couldn’t figure out before leaving why he, who was so lucky to have ranked second to last, would be the one eliminated instead of the last-ranked student whose identity was unknown.
In any case, he had to transfer to Second Pioneer Academy.
He had one opportunity to say goodbye to his classmates.
This was a deeply touching farewell party.
When it was time to leave, the two-year-and-three-month-old boy kept looking back three times with each step, full of reluctance, as well as a mix of injustice and unwillingness.
His gaze finally fell on Nico Ross.
The young boy had a deep impression of Nico Ross.
No matter which teacher, they were always very enthusiastic about Nico Ross and always forgave his inattentiveness and various gaffes during class.
The young boy once asked his parents why this was when he went home.
His parents told him that such children were usually called “someone else’s child,” very smart, and only needed one percent of the effort of ordinary people to learn a course that others would need three hundred percent effort to complete.
From then on, this young boy, who tried very hard but was limited by his talent, unexpectedly ranked second to last with a very small gap, failed to become the lucky third to the last, and inexplicably formed an admiration and awe for the legendary genius Nico Ross.
The semester assessment was no exception.
Nico Ross, who never paid attention in class, only took less than five minutes to hand in the thinking simulation test each time.
After the exam, the teacher never commented on his test results.
He must have solved all those questions.
So amazing.
“Nico Ross! Wait for me! I’ll be back! I’ll surpass you!”
With such strong determination, the young boy boarded the time machine and headed to the Second Pioneer Academy at the Second Base.
At the Sage Project group, a large group of experts and scholars looked at Nico Ross’ countless zero scores, silently sighing.
The difficulty of surpassing him was not ordinary.
In any case, Nico Ross had changed the elimination system from the last place to the second to last place.
And no one knew yet.
