Bored

7 months later....

Dexter got bored for months of looting and tried experience living normally in earth.

In a corner located at the last row seats of the class.

"Wake up, Dexter…"

Soon after he was jolted awake from the light tapping of his body, Dexter opened his eyes drowsily, completely in a daze.

It was Fatty Mark's slightly greasy face that came into his sight. Fatty Mark had a cautious yet anxious look while his eyes swept across to the lecturer from time to time.

Dexter tried going to school and finally learned the learning function of the system.

"How could you fall asleep just like that? Prof was already looking toward our side on a few occasions. I sense that he is already on the brink of an emotional outburst," said Mark anxiously.

"I don't know why either. I just felt so sleepy earlier."

Dexter shook his head. He could still remember that he always reading even in late night because of the newly discovered function.

He looked up and met Devils Prof's exceedingly hostile eyes. Dexter sat upright in all apparent seriousness at once and looked straight ahead.

Devil Prof, whose real name was Andrew, was Dexter's mathematics teacher who also doubled as his form teacher. Other than that, he was also the director of student affairs of the entire school. He was an incomparably harsh person who frequently sought to meet students' parents. As a result, he was nicknamed Devil Professor.

How could he allow himself to doze off during this devil's lesson?

It made Dexter sick even as he thought about it.

'Receiving guidance from high school teacher,Andrew. Mathematics proficiency +1.'

'Receiving guidance from high school teacher, Andrew. Mathematics proficiency +1.'

'Receiving guidance from high school teacher, Andrew. Mathematics proficiency +1.'

…

The words on his mind were increasing continuously in an extremely swift speed as the lesson went on.

Dexter didn't care anymore he lowered his head and picked up the mathematics textbook. He began rifling through the pages and assumed a feigned manner of reading.

'Self-studying on mathematics textbook. Mathematics proficiency +1.'

'Self-studying on mathematics textbook. Mathematics proficiency +1.'

…

A panel appeared in his mind. There were a few segmented small square frames on the panel similar to the skills found in a game. At present, a few of the square frames were already illuminated.

Computer programming Proficiency: 183

English Proficiency: 97

Mathematics Proficiency: 70 and still increasing by +1 continuously.

Physics Proficiency: 88

…...........

There was a total of over fifty icons illuminated in total, including his gaming ability. He really was addicted to games of this world.

As for the rest of the remaining numerous small square frames that remained in black, it probably signified the skills that have yet to be unlocked.

Dexter's entire face blushed scarlet from excitement as he looked at his Mathematics Proficiency that kept growing steadily. In a short period of time, his Mathematics Proficiency had already grown to 100. Now he knew the theory why his proficient advance so fast it is because someone is teaching him he always learn from YouTube. A large amount of mathematical knowledge that originally felt like a blur in his mind had become crystal clear now.

He could not hold himself back from wanting to try out the new proficiency level. He wondered if it was as impressive as he had imagined.

His gaze swept across the room and noticed that Fatty Mark was looking at the lectern in confusion. Mark pretended to nod his head occasionally as if he was suddenly enlightened during the lesson.

"Fatty Mark, can you understand the lesson?" asked Dexter.

Mark spoke in hesitation, "Maybe… I think I can understand ever so slightly."

"Don't fret. I'll teach you if there's anything that you don't understand," said Dexter with a confident smile.

"You're teaching me?" Mark was astonished. He pondered for a moment before he spoke with uncertainty, "if I'm not mistaken, you came in last place while I'm second last in class!"

"Ne, ne." Mark felt like he needed to break free from his usual image. "You're just making wild guesses for all the multiple-choice questions in the examination, right?"

Mark muttered to himself, "Not for all the questions…"

He would make the effort to calculate every once in a while as well. It was only that every single attempt of his calculation would end up wrong without fail.

Dexter continued, "You can get a few questions correct just by making wild guesses anyhow, but look at me. I'm always capable of avoiding all the correct answers without fail. Do you think that this is achieved through wild guesses?"

"It seems… to be quite difficult to get all the guesses wrong." Mark shook his head after analyzing the situation based on his years of experience in making wild guesses. "Could it be that you have been getting 0 in the examination on purpose?"

Dexter nodded subtly. "That's right!"

Dexter's world Standard of math is absolute rubbish compared to this world so his score is always zero, but now he is continuously increasing his proficiency in everything interests him.

Dexter remained ever so slightly suspicious. Meanwhile, a ray of cold radiance shot straight from the lectern. He shuddered from the cold at once.

"Dexter, Mark. You may leave the class if you're not interested in learning!" Devil proff's raging voice coupled with his menacing aura was so overpowering that the entire classroom sank into an absolute silence.

However, just as everyone was preparing to witness a comical scene, Dexter stood up slowly under Mark's watchful eyes which were filled with complicated emotions and respect.

"Teacher Andrew, I was teaching Mark."

"Don't you two know about your own situations? One of you ranks last in class while the other is second-to-last in class. One of you is daring enough to teach while the other is truly daring to learn!"

As he was confronted by everyone's watchful eyes, Dexter did not show any emotions in his gaze while his eyes swept across the class with the contempt of a king. He smoothed the wrinkled shirt on his body and spoke slowly, "I was planning to get along with all of you slacker students supposedly, yet all I'm getting are feelings of estrangement and scorn. I'm going to stop pretending now. I'm a prodigy and this is my full disclosure!"

"DING!, Congratulations! You've earned 8.

"DING!, Congratulations! You've earned 107

."DING!, Congratulations! You've earned 19

.......

Whoa…

The entire classroom was in uproar instantaneously.

"F*ck, how dare Dexter calls himself a prodigy? Is he trying to seek his doom!"

"Oh no. The college entrance examination is almost upon us and it has driven another one of us to madness due to the immense pressure."

"The world is too insane. Even Dexter has the audacity to call himself a prodigy!"

"Since Dexter has disclosed himself, it looks like I can't hide either. I'm a billionaire actually and this is my full disclosure too."

"Is this some entertainment show before the college entrance examination. Keep calm everyone and watch in an orderly manner."

…

Bang bang bang!

professor Andrew knocked on the table. The entire class regained its silence instantaneously akin to the calm before the storm.

"Prodigy?" Andrew could not help laughing in rage upon hearing Dexter's nonsense. He turned around and began writing on the blackboard with a whooshing sound.

Even though he did not elaborate much, everyone was looking at Dexter sympathetically in the freezing aura of the classroom.

Thirty seconds later,Andrew stopped writing. A mathematical word problem appeared on the blackboard to everyone's surprise.

"Come over to the lectern. If you can solve this mathematical word problem, then I'll permit you not to pay attention during my lessons." Andrew looked at Dexter coldly. "If you can't solve it, then I shall invite your parents in for a chat!"

"Hiss! Isn't this the last question from the previous third mock examination?" Some of the students began to whisper to one another upon seeing the question.

"That's right. It's exactly the same. It's the most difficult question in the third mock examination. I heard that no one had managed to solve the final mathematical word question in the entire school."

"It seems like Dexter has provoked Prof Andrew to the utmost limit this time. He will die."

Dexter walked out from his seat proudly and boldly. He headed straight for the lectern.

His aura was overpowering while his entire body was exuding the confidence of a straight-A student. Many of the students could not help shutting their mouths upon sensing his aura.

Dexter shook his head involuntarily as he walked to the front of the blackboard.

The piercing coldness in Prof Andrew's eyes grew colder upon seeing Dexter shaking his head. "It's best for you to admit if you don't know how to solve it, don't waste everybody's time."

Dexter placed a hand behind his back while he raised the white chalk in his right hand. The sight of his back appeared as overbearing as a mountain and unfathomable as the sea. He spoke softly, "Are you trying to insult my intelligence with such a simple question?"

Before his voice died away and before Andrew had the opportunity to fly into a rage, Dexter had already begun to answer the problem on the blackboard with a whooshing sound…