FFF-Class Trashero
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chapter-201
[12th Round] Entrance
▷ Please check your report card thoroughly!
▷ Name: Kang Han Soo
▷ Combat Power: MAX
▷ Achievements: SS▷ Reputation: FFF-
▷ Personality: FFF-
▷ Note: The whole world has been destroyed. Do you have anything to say about this?
Of course, I did!
I witnessed the true form of the Dragon King Noebius, also known as the Supreme Dragon of Oblivion. I was able to fight against his second transformation, the “Chaos Dragonian,” but I couldn’t do anything against him the moment he released the power of Brave.
Even though he was level 1, one blow from him destroyed the entire planet.
If his level wasn’t reduced, wouldn’t he have destroyed the entire solar system? G-rank skills were way beyond my understanding.▷You have been admitted into Class F.
▷Reason: You have completed all objectives, but a beautiful world full of hopes and dreams was destroyed in the process. That ending is absolutely unacceptable under any circumstances!
That was unfair!
The intervention of careless secondary school students ruined all my plans. Even the 505 elementary students blocked my path since they couldn’t adapt properly.
They awakened King Noebius, effectively killing all life on the Fantasy Continent. Until then, my reputation and personality had been well received since I helped the natives like a pushover.
▷ Beginning re-examination.
Oh? Would they really take the circumstances into account?
▷You are admitted into Class F.
I shouldn’t have expected anything from them.
It was said that the result of the entrance examination determined one’s designated class. The higher the class, the easier it was to graduate.
According to the message, I was placed in the lowest class. I could already feel a headache coming in.
▷ A professional teacher has handed over your life record.
▷ A professional teacher is reading your life records.
▷ A professional teacher is reading your life records.
▷ A professional teacher is reading your life records.
▷ A professional teacher is reading your life records.
▷ There is no suitable teacher for this assignment.
The faculty members had probably familiarized themselves with my biography, judging from the system messages I received.
A light then enveloped my body as I freely drifted in space. That was the return sign.
I could resist it, but indefinitely drifting in the universe wasn’t ideal.
The President of the Universe would welcome it, though.
I waited calmly.
▷ Moving to Class F.
Failing the entrance exam due to unreasonably biased judgment, the MAX-Class Hero entered the secondary education course.
***
“Welcome, Hero from the future!”
“Oh, it’s not Lanuvel.”
A middle-aged man in a typical wizard attire, complete with the pointed hat and a staff in his hand, greeted me as I appeared in the middle of a spatial transportation magic circle.
Who was he?
“Lanuvel is an archeologist that explored the dungeons with other Heroes, and I am the wizard who manages the palace tower. I’m tasked with summoning heroes that know about the future and have information about the Fantasy Continent from parallel worlds.
“Future?”
“That’s right.”
“What year is it now?”
The wizard quickly provided all the necessary information that I might want to know about.
As it turned out, several Heroes had already been summoned…
Roughly getting the gist of the situation, I burst into laughter.
“So this is how they’re recycling the primary education course?”
I had gone back in time four years before my initial call.
The first hero to have been summoned here was summoned six years ago, and since then, four more had been transported. I was the sixth.
It seemed they called forth one hero every year.
In the elementary education course, the locals looked down on newly summoned heroes. However, we were treated differently in the secondary education course, considering we had knowledge about the future and retained the skills we acquired throughout the entrance exam.
We were beings that couldn’t be ignored.
Now I felt more like a legendary hero that was chosen by God.
The way they treated us seemed to have improved, considering not everyone could get into secondary education.
That was the reason behind the difference in the dormitories during the Festival of Heroes.
▷ Race: Human
▷ Level: 304
▷ Job: Wizard (Age ↑ = Mana ↑)
▷ Skills: Sorcery A, Mana B, Magic B, Interpretation B, Calculation C…
▷ Status: Exhaustion, Fatigue
Although it was hard to assume anything just by looking at the Wizard’s abilities, the power of the natives and monsters in secondary education courses had probably significantly increased compared to the ones in the elementary education course.
It was also a given that secondary school students had superior abilities. That was the law of nature.
It was quite obvious that transcendental skills were considered the norm here.
“Hero, have you ever seen an angel?”
“Yeah.”
I didn’t just see one. I touched one.
“Cough, cough! Really?! Did you really see an angel?! The heroes before you said they had never seen one!”
“I’m sort of a big deal.”
“Then there is no need to explain the city of angels floating in the skies of the Holy Kingdom. No, I’d actually like to hear from you the structure and future of the city.”
“… Hmm?”
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s…”
The fact was I had only met angels during the Festival of Heroes. I hadn’t seen any of them in Fantasy.
▶ Description: The city’s name is El Molando, which means ‘a star that teaches angels’ in ancient languages. Young angels receive military training there before traveling to the south of the Central Continent, where they’ll be monitoring the demons residing there. El Molando can be considered a military school.
‘Thanks for the explanation, Trainee Teacher!’
I didn’t expect her to follow me to the secondary education course.
► Greeting: I’m glad to see you again. It is a little annoying that my senior colleagues entrusted you to me, though. That is often the case in elementary school, but there has never been a case where a teacher took charge of a cadet in secondary school. I’m the first one!
‘That’s great, but are you allowed to share such information with me?’
► Secret: Of course, it’s a secret. I shouldn’t do this, but please think of it as a substitute for not being taught by more skilled senior instructors. But don’t expect it too often! You still need to follow the school rules!
‘Of course, pretty Trainee Teacher.’
“Okay, listen. The name of the city is El Molando, which means ‘the star where Master Mollan resides’ in ancient languages. Angels are trained by Master Mollan there before fighting demons in the south. It’s sort of a training ground for angels.”
“Woah! Who’s Master Mollan, though?”
“That’s all for now. Be nice to me if you want to learn more.”
Any information about Master Mollan, the person who turned ordinary people into superhumans in a short time, was extremely expensive. I couldn’t just give it to others for free.
The wizard answered politely. “Got it.”
I moved to the bedroom of the palace, guided by a beautiful lady called by the wizard.
She came in as soon as I called her to see if she was waiting at the tower entrance. She wasn’t a maid, judging by her gorgeous dress and fair skin. She was probably a noble. Each of her movements was as gentle as a swan.
Her tone was also serene.
“You can stay in this room while you’re at the palace. If you require any assistance, please pull the rope next to the bed. The maid or I will be sure to tend to you. You may do so, even at night.”
“This view is beautiful.”
The valley, which was deep and narrow, was indeed covetous. The scenery outside my window was definitely amazing.
“You can go.”
Young-ae, the noble lady, walked out in a modest manner despite having flush red cheeks.
I could immediately see the difference in the way the primary and secondary education courses treated heroes.
“Well, then…”
It was time to check my physical condition.
To prevent any setback during combat, I needed to confirm the changes that happened during regression first.
I started with my skills.
▷ Race: Arc Human
▷ Level: 359
▷ Job: Hero (500% EXP)
▷ Skills: Divinity A, Invention A, Immortality B, Endurance B, Physical Strength B…
▷ Status: Holy Sword, Good
The effect of the Gifted ZZZ was well hidden ‘in a normal way,’ but that wasn’t what I wanted to check.
I looked at my real power.
▶Race: Universal Human Dual Core
▷ Level: 359
► Job: Brave (Everyone = Level 1)
► Skill: Gifted ZZZ, Divinity Z, Fabrication Z, Annihilation MAX…
► Status: Holy Sword, Holy, Dragon Scale
As the race name had been prolonged, new ethnic characteristics had been added, and the number of high-ranking skills seen for the first time had increased significantly.
I decided to look at it one by one.
▷ Type: Race
▶ Name: Universal Human Dual Core
► Rank: Beginner
▶ Ability 1: Control the Universe to the extent of a particle.
▷ Characteristic 1: Loved by the Universe
▷ Race 1: Unconditional Spirit
▷ Race 2: Unconditional Legend
It was also worth noting that the obsession of the Universe had turned into love. A more absurd racial characteristic had also been added.
“Unconditional Legend.”
I checked the word Legend.
▷ Legend: Never perish for as long as your name hasn’t disappeared from the memory of the living.
It was tantamount to a declaration that I would never disappear.
There were specific conditions for me to stay alive, but many people knew my name, starting with my parents on Earth.
Losing my body or being sealed was more miserable than death itself, but it wasn’t all bad. That meant I was perfectly immune to mental attacks that directly hit my soul.
I liked it.
“I thought I was going to die this time…”
The transformation of my friend, King Noebius, was horrendous. I almost died helplessly.
That’s why I was desperate for this life insurance.
“I was really worried.”
“Shadow A. You really followed me?”
A slim yet sensual elf assassin popped out of my shadow like a ghost. She smiled.
“That’s why Z-ranked skills and above are called transcendental. Such skills are imprinted in the soul and are freed from the system’s interference. G-rank or God rank essentially enters the realm of deities. Divine skills begin to show from there. They become the user’s absolute power, one comparable to the power of the gods.”
I could tell just by remembering King Noebius’s third form.
Z-ranked skills could break mountains and separate oceans. G-ranked ones disregarded common sense and destroyed planets.
It was over as soon as it was cast!
There was no way for a hero to protect the world against it.
“But I’ve earned something.”
I activated Dragon Scale, which I received from him.
Sluuuuur.
“Oh…”
I got pitch-black scales on my skin.
I was covered from head to toe with pitch-black scales that didn’t interfere with my movements.
It came with new skills related to it.
▷ Type: Skills
▷ Name: King’s Wrath
▷ Grade: G
▶ GG: ?
▶ G: All scales are reversed.
▶ ZZZ: The scale on the neck amplifies rage.
▶ ZZ: The scale on the neck creates rage.
▶ Z: The scale on the neck accumulates rage.
▷ SSS: The angrier you are, the higher the accuracy.
▷ SS: The angrier you are, the higher the chance of pulverizing the opponent.
▷ S: The angrier you are, the stronger your penetrative strikes.
▷ A: The angrier you are, the stronger your chopping blows become.
▷B: The angrier you are, the more heightened your senses become.
▷C: The angrier you are, the higher your morale rises.
▷D: The angrier you are, the longer your life becomes.
▷E: The angrier you are, the crazier you get.
▷F: The scales of the neck are reversed.
… The effects were so great that I was rendered speechless.
The skill ‘King’s Wrath’ was rarely found in weak and small dragons. Even if one of them had it, the rank would be far too low.
This skill was more frequently found in evil reptiles such as Hydra and Basilisk. However, all of the dragons I had seen so far did not exceed the SS level.
What about the Dragon King, Noebius?
He didn’t have it either.
“That’s strange.”
I acquired the King’s Wrath skill by absorbing the scales of King Noebius, who didn’t have it. Not only that, I even acquired it at G-rank.
“Hey, hero?”
Shadow A, whose eyes were wide open, carefully called me with her thick lips.
“Speak. Don’t point your finger at me.”
If it were the usual me, I would have broken or cut Shadow A’s finger in half. I was in a good mood, though, so I decided to let it go.
“You’ve lost all your hair.”
“… Huh? HUUUH?!”
