015 Dekan is Done Acting
The atmosphere in the Demon Classroom was extraordinarily oppressive.
It was almost comparable to Dekan’s high school examination environment in his previous life.
Dekan didn’t rush to work on the exam but secretly observed that a few suspected challengers were starting to feel anxious, while others remained unbothered.
Since Dekan couldn’t solve it either, it indicated that this exam’s pass method was definitely not about assessing academic abilities.
Otherwise, it would be unreasonable; for most people, it would be a dead end.
So the pass method became clear: the challengers were supposed to copy the answers of the demon students.
After all, these questions were not meant for humans but were designed for demon students.
The proctors had fixed movement patterns; the first examiner would circle the room about every 50 seconds and then stay at the podium for 10 seconds.
The second examiner would circle every 40 seconds and stay at the back of the classroom for 5 seconds.
The margin of error was one or two seconds.
In the position Dekan was sitting, there was, on average, a time period of about two to three seconds every three minutes when neither of the two examiners could see him—a blind spot.
During this time, he could exchange information or attempt to secretly look at the demon students’ test papers.
However, relying on this rule to pass was quite torturous.
There was no guarantee he could copy everything, and the demon students wouldn’t simply let him copy.
He might even need to coordinate with other challengers.
Dekan glanced at his good teammate.
Cornelia, sitting to his left, had already started to tremble; she seemed ready to crush the pen in her hand.
Even through the air, he could feel her looming despair.
She didn’t even analyze the game’s mechanics.
Because she couldn’t even realize how difficult the questions were.
She thought everyone else could solve the problems, while she couldn’t.
Cornelia took a deep breath and gently placed her pen on the table.
It seemed she had given up.
Then she clenched her fist.
Looking at her expression…
It seemed she was… planning to charge out directly?
This made Dekan’s expression change slightly.
If Cornelia chose to make a scene, regardless of whether she could defeat the two proctors, even if they escaped the examination room, they might be pursued endlessly by demons in the academy.
But before she moved, she glanced at Dekan.
Perhaps it had become a habit.
Whenever she faced a learning issue, she would look at Dekan.
This was a budding tacit understanding developed from their brief time together.
Dekan sighed in relief, thankful that Cornelia didn’t charge out recklessly.
He gave her a reassuring look.
Cornelia understood him and nodded slightly, seeming to have calmed down.
Dekan couldn’t help but be grateful for their extraordinary communication ability; sometimes, they could complete information transfer without too many words.
It seemed Cornelia wasn’t dependable anymore.
He not only had to ensure his own success but also had to help Cornelia pass.
Dekan rubbed his forehead.
Although he had an idea that he might take down the two proctors in one go, the risk was too great; he needed to confirm the mechanics of the exam first.
In fact, this exam had to be finished as quickly as possible.
The three conditions seemed simplest with “Explore 50% of the Demon Academy,” but it might actually be the hardest.
The condition showing “Completed 1%” might mean that this classroom only accounted for 1% of the exploration.
So it was likely they had to explore about 10,000 square meters within 12 hours.
Aside from the corridors and empty classrooms that could be easily explored, other classrooms might also have mandatory games like the demon examination.
If the mechanisms in other classrooms were like the demon exam, it was clear that completing the entire major task was impossible.
This indicated that the difficulty in other classrooms could be unpredictable, relying heavily on luck.
They might encounter rules that allowed them to pass quickly or rules that were high in difficulty and time-consuming.
If they spent a full two and a half hours in the demon venue, they would be at a disadvantage from the start.
Dekan.
He initially didn’t want to cheat.
But for his and Cornelia’s safety and to smoothly pass through the Shadow World, he decided to stop acting.
He was going to cheat.
“Master, help me!”
Dekan called out in his mind.
“……Where is this?”
A voice, seemingly filled with a hint of confusion as if just waking up, echoed in Dekan’s mind.
But she didn’t sound irritated; her tone was very gentle.
“I entered the Shadow World; there are questions to solve. Please check if there’s anything you know.”
“……”
The other person seemed to have been silent for a while.
“First question, choose C.”
“Second question, choose A.”
……
“For the sixteenth question, write in order: slave, vessel, attraction, ※※※※, inferiority, being abused, suffering, desolation, mental dissolution, thought information……”
Dekan was scribbling furiously, seemingly drawing astonished glances from other challengers.
This guy is answering like he’s copying! Isn’t he thinking at all?!
He kept writing for almost ten minutes, and Dekan finally finished the questions.
“Thank you, Master, you can continue sleeping now.”
“Be careful; I can’t wake up for a while.”
The teacher gave a brief warning and then seemed to fall back into deep sleep.
Dekan let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the teacher could solve these problems.
The only reason Dekan could bring the teacher into the Shadow World was that she was in his card deck.
Examination?
Can it stump me?
I have a personal tutor.
Dekan checked the timer and observed the proctors’ positions.
According to his calculations, it was only a few dozen seconds until the next appearance of the proctors’ visual blind spot.
He waited quietly and gave Cornelia a small look to signal her to cooperate with him.
As the proctors approached the visual blind spot.
Three.
Two.
One.
Now.
Dekan quickly spread his paper over Cornelia’s desk and pulled her paper towards him.
At the same time, he mouthed to Cornelia: “Submit, wait.”
You can submit your paper and then wait for me outside.
Next, Dekan took the blank test paper he had pulled from Cornelia and began to write frantically again.
Cornelia looked astonished at her already filled-out exam paper.
Is there such a good thing?
She had never experienced such a strong sense of security in an examination room.
……
At this moment, the viewing hall was already packed, with many people standing in the aisles, gazing at the projection screen from a distance.
Many students were closely watching the first battle of the two eccentric newcomers from the Knight Academy.
Upon learning that the two were matched into a fourth-tier Shadow World, many students rushed from their classrooms to the viewing hall.
Even some teachers had come to watch.
“What is Dekan doing? He can’t just write anything! He’ll be putting Cornelia in danger!”
“Didn’t he analyze the rules properly?”
“Clearly not. After all, he’s a newcomer; not noticing these things is quite normal.”
Two foolish fighters from the Knight Academy teaming up to encounter this initial intelligence assessment was simply a nightmare.
“If he has to write, then these questions would take even the Alchemy Academy professors half a day to study before they could come up with answers.”
“There’s nothing to be done; it’s unfortunate that a newbie had to face the fourth-tier Shadow World for the first time and made such a mistake!”
“It’s over, it’s over, Cornelia submitted her paper!”
“Is he really going to risk his teammate’s life to experiment?”
Some students who didn’t fully understand the mechanisms thought so, considering that from the entrance exam, Dekan didn’t seem like a fool but rather a very cunning person!
“This idiot must truly be a priest of the Rebirth Church, right?!”
Some students held their heads in disappointment and shouted, while others began to yell in anger.
Some teachers sighed and covered their faces.
In their view, Cornelia was about to trigger the proctor’s kill mode.
They could only pray she might manage to forcibly escape from the proctor’s grip.
However, in the next second.
The entire viewing hall erupted into a chorus of gasps.
It was as if a pot of boiling water was erupting, and even those passing by outside the viewing hall could hear the exclamations coming from inside.
“Eh?”
“What’s happening?”
“Cornelia submitted and then… passed?”
“Did we misjudge him?”
“On what basis can he write like that??”
“He can’t really be a demon, can he?!”
