Episode 179 Midterm Random Defense (1)
It’s midterm season.
There are two exams at the Colosseo Academy, the final exam and the midterm exam.
The final exam consists of a sparring between students, and basically follows the format of a tournament-style martial arts competition.
However, considering the level of students, the concept of ‘Tier’ was introduced, which meant that students of similar levels were grouped together to compete.
In order to understand the tier by level of the final exam, it is necessary to first verify the students’ skills from various angles, and this process was the midterm exam.
The midterm exam consists of three main exams.
Defense & Attack.
There is a group test for ‘defensive power’, an individual test for ‘offensive power’, and the other is an ordinary written test.
In fact, only 10% of the total score was reflected in handwriting, which was not very important, but defense and attack were very important as the reflection rates were 50% and 40%, respectively.
Whether it’s a defense test or an attack test, students all have to fight against monsters.
In this case, the monster is a dummy that covers only the appearance of the monster with a hologram on a mud golem made by the professors of the Fever Weapons Division.
However, these golems are almost reminiscent of real battles with wild monsters because the professors directly mimic and control the movements of the monsters in detail.
In the defense test, students form a group of four and climb the arena, and see a landscape as if they entered a real dungeon or monster field by a huge range of hologram magic.
(In this case, spectators watching the game from outside the stadium only see an amphitheater with a diameter of 100 meters)
Students compete in black tights that cover their whole body. These tights, when they receive a certain amount of impact with magic tools, digitize it on a dashboard that is far away.
Students are given ‘hit points (HP)’, and each time they are hit by monsters, it is deducted.
If you hit hard, a lot of HP is deducted, and if you hit weakly, less HP is deducted. The same goes for getting hit in the vitals.
When this HP reaches 0, you are automatically eliminated, so you had to be careful when dealing with monsters.
The students had to enter the dungeon in groups of four and defend against the waves of monsters, and how long they could defend against the wave of monsters was the criterion for determining their test scores.
For example, Dolores, the 3rd year student council president this time, formed a party with 3 like-minded classmates, entered the virtual reality dungeon, and succeeded in blocking most of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd phases against countless ‘killing ants’. did.
The enduring time was 1 hour in total, 20 minutes for phase 1, 20 minutes for phase 2, and 18 minutes for phase 3.
It would have been a perfect score if he had endured for just two more minutes, but even this was a considerable achievement as he had endured the longest time among the 3rd graders.
And the sophomore vice president formed a group of 4 to deal with the ‘killing ants’, and after blocking all of the 1st and 2nd phases, he was retired at the beginning of the 3rd phase.
The time taken was 20 minutes for phase 1, 20 minutes for phase 2, and 1 minute for phase 3, for a total of 41 minutes.
This was my sophomore record.
Most of the 3rd graders endured the 3rd phase without difficulty, and most of the 2nd graders endured the 2nd phase without difficulty.
And now it was the turn of the first graders.
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Hundreds of people were huddled next to the stadium.
The midterm and final exams of the Colosseo Academy are like a festival for the entire ecliptic that even ordinary people from the outskirts come to see.
“Sister Dolores! Have a great year!”
“cheer up! Colosseo! The pride of the ecliptic!”
“Kuh~ The midterms at the Magic Tower, the midterms at Varangian, and the midterms at Themiscyra Women’s College are all messy! As expected, the Colosseo midterm is the best!”
“I look forward to this ‘National University League’ too!”
Spectators form a cloud-like crowd and gather near the stadium, each calling out the name of the student they are rooting for.
Meanwhile, professors, including the principal, were also looking down at the stadium.
Among the several magic science professors in the Fever Army Department, those who specialized in summoning golems and their precise control came forward.
What a bummer!
A golem made of mud raises itself.
It was a lump of earth with six legs attached to the left and right of the three crude spheres connected like a head, chest, and stomach to form a body.
Tsutsutsutsu… …
Hallucination magic was overlaid on this lump of mud.
It was just a crude lump of dirt, but it changed into the shape of a killing ant with a black exoskeleton, sharp jaws and legs, and a poisonous stinger.
As the professors moved their fingers, these killer ant-like golems crunched around, biting stones with their jaws to crush stones, or stinging stingers at the ground.
Every time the fake ant shoots a poisonous needle, a small amount of poison provided by the monster research center is sprayed out, so the battle will be like a real battle.
“Wow, it looks like a real monster.”
“So, that’s a dummy controlled by the professors, right?”
“You mean you just have to block them, right? I am confident!”
The first year students were very excited about the large-scale test they were facing for the first time.
I saw the seniors of the 3rd and 2nd years performing wonderfully, so the tour was sufficient.
Before long, a large hologram window appeared in front of the first graders.
<Map: Killer ant colony ‘Unclean spawning ground’>
-Let’s join forces with colleagues to stop the swarming slaughter ants!
HP: 100/100
Kill point: ?
Assist point: ?
The midterm practical evaluation has begun in earnest.
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Piggy was eagerly taking notes outside the arena.
It was the test scores of the 2nd and 3rd graders that continued until the last time.
Since the 4th grade seniors do not take midterms or finals, the group with the best test scores is actually the 3rd graders.
And among those 3rd years, the undisputed number one was the student council president, Dolores.
She made a decent party with a supporter in charge of healing and buffing, a defensive mage, an aggressive mage, and a complex mage.
Piggy analyzed the seniors’ s*xual data.
“Usually, 3rd graders go to phase 3, and 2nd graders go to phase 2. If so, first graders only need to endure 20 minutes of Phase 1. Even if you can last for 10 minutes, you are doing halfway.”
Piggy is so strong in the written exam that he placed third in the entrance exam, but on the other hand, he is not very confident in his practical skills.
And one more thing, Piggy didn’t have any connections to make Joe.
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The best friends gathered together with close friends or with people who had interests, but there was no one who needed piggyback.
‘… … What do we do.’
When Piggy is fidgeting inside.
chin!
There was a hand walking around Piggy’s shoulder.
“Hey, why are you thinking of going only in the middle? If you are going to take the test, you have to see the end.”
It was Tudor. Beside him, Sancho is seen standing with his arms crossed.
Then Piggy said in a crawling voice.
“It’s Tudor. Since you’re so good, you might be able to last 20 minutes, but… … because i’m not that Practical skill is young jam. So, I don’t even know who to hang out with, actually. I wonder if there are kids who will join me… … .”
“what? article?”
Hearing Piggy’s words, Tudor widened his eyes as if to say something.
“Are you already in our group?”
“uh?”
“What is it? So, did you try to group up with the other kids out of loyalty?”
When Tudor grinned, Piggy’s dazed expression was briefly filled with tears.
“I-I’m afraid I’ll be a nuisance… … I am weak… … .”
“There is no such thing as friends. Right Sancho?”
“Well, of course. And you are smarter than us. Everyone has their pros and cons.”
Tudor and Sancho nodded. Piggy quickly pulls out a handkerchief and presses it hard against his eyes.
Eventually, Tudor turned his head and looked around.
“no. But where did he go again? I have to make a group.”
to find Bikir.
But Bikir was somewhere else, a little farther away.
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Bikir leisurely walks around the outskirts of the playground lined with numerous billboards.
Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy spotted Bikir walking across the arena and shouted with their hands together as they walked towards it.
“hey! Bikir! Let’s go quickly and make a batch! Registration time is running out!”
However, similar cries came from their side as well.
“Brother Bikir! Do you have someone to take the group test with?”
The person waving his hand is Sinclair, the head of the Fever Donation Department. Bianca was next to them as if they had become friends before they knew it.
Tudor, Sancho and Piggy. And Sinclair and Bianca.
Divided, they engage in a war of nerves over Bikir.
In particular, the confrontation between Tudor and Bianca, who are usually enemies, was severe.
“Bikir decided to be in the same group as us.”
“What are you talking about? When I saw him, he had been walking alone ever since. As you can see, you guys decided on your own.”
“What are you talking about, of course Bikir is with us. Because we’re the closest and we’ve been dating for a long time. Hands and feet would be the best fit for us, right?”
“What kind of limbs are compatible with weak things? He’s an archer, so he has good chemistry with me.”
“Two archers in one party? You don’t even know what to do with the party?”
“I am playing. If there are two archers of my level and me, they will even chew on their combination teeth.”
After chatting for a while, they soon turned their heads to Bikir.
“Bikir! Which group will you be in!?”
but.
“Sorry, but I already have a group to go into. I have a prior arrangement.”
Bikir’s answer was unexpected.
Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, Bianca, and Sinclair all widened their eyes.
It was because they had never seen Bikir go out with anyone other than themselves since entering school.
Right then.
There were three faces sticking out from behind Bikir.
“Why, what are you complaining about?”
“Are you dissatisfied?”
“Is there?”
Three men ask cynical questions to Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, Bianca, and Sinclair.
Hive, Middle, Low.
They were triplets, notorious as ‘the trident of the Baskervilles’ in the cold arms donation.
