Chapter 17: The Virtual Island Hunt
The mont the Entrance Ceremony ended, a sharp voice rang through the hall.
"All first-year students, proceed to the Virtual Training Hall. The entrance exam will begin shortly."
A murmur of excitent and unease spread through the crowd. An exam? Already?
I expected this. In the ga, this was the first real test—a virtual hunting event where students were ranked based on their survival and combat performance.
The rankings would determine our class placent, ranging from D-Class (lowest) to S-Class (highest).
My goal?
Avoid standing out while securing a spot in S-Class.
I wasn't aiming to be first place—that would disrupt the storyline. But a spot in the top 40? That would grant access to the best training facilities.
I exhaled. "Alright. Ti to ga the system."
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The Virtual Training Hall
The Virtual Training Hall was massive—rows of capsule-like pods lined the walls, each glowing faintly with blue energy.
A professor stood at the front, his sharp gaze scanning the room.
"The entrance test is simple," he explained. "You will be transported to a virtual island filled with monsters. Your objective is to hunt and survive under the ti limit. Every action you take will be analyzed and scored."
The professor continued. "Defeating monsters, strategizing, and even evading combat will affect your final rank. The top 40 students will be placed in S-Class."
A screen behind him displayed the class system:
S-Class (Top 40 students)
A-Class (Top 100 students)
B-Class (Above average perforrs)
C-Class (Standard level students)
D-Class (Bottom 20%) – Potential expulsion risk
So students visibly paled at the last part. Being in D-Class ant you were at risk of being kicked out.
I exhaled, stepping forward as my na was called.
Sliding into the capsule, I felt a cool sensation as the lid closed.
Then, a voice echoed in my mind.
"Initializing virtual dive... 3... 2... 1..."
Darkness consud .
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The Virtual Island
The next mont, I found myself standing on a dense jungle-covered island, the scent of damp earth and salty sea air filling my lungs.
I instinctively checked my status window, but a notification appeared.
> SYSTEM NOTICE: Status Tracking Disabled. Only Basic Skills & Physical Stats Apply.
As expected.
This wasn't just a simple ga world—it was ant to test our real-world combat potential. No overpowered abilities to rely on, just my skills and instincts.
I glanced at the horizon.
"Alright, let's do this."
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The island was filled with low- to mid-level monsters—wolves, goblins, boars, and a few stronger creatures like Lizardn and Ironfang Tigers.
So students imdiately charged in, eager to rack up points. Others hesitated, forming small groups for safety.
I took a different approach.
Instead of rushing in, I observed.
Using the heightened perception from my Sharingan (though it was nerfed in this simulation,I was also wearing glasses), I tracked a group of students fighting a pack of jungle wolves.
As expected, the strong ones dominated, while the weak barely survived.
"If I fight too much, I'll stand out. But if I avoid fights completely, I'll rank too low."
I needed balance.
I gripped my sword—a basic weapon provided in the simulation—and moved stealthily through the jungle.
After ten minutes of careful movent, I spotted a lone Lizardman sharpening its crude blade near a riverbank.
"Perfect target."
I crouched low, creeping forward. The mont I got close, I launched forward with a burst of speed.
The Lizardman turned—too slow.
My blade slashed across its neck, severing its head cleanly.
> You have defeated a Lizardman!
500 Points
(Note: mc using only 2 star weapon art )
I exhaled. "One down."
I quickly hid the body to avoid attracting attention.
From there, I continued hunting—taking down isolated monsters, avoiding unnecessary fights, and ensuring I wasn't noticed.
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An hour passed, and I had racked up several thousand points, keeping within the top 40 range.
I checked my smartwatch.
[( 5000 points )
Ti left: 0.31.50]
This should be enough for top 40.
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