Ch.177177 – The Final Moments of an Introverted Work

When a 0.1% chance overlaps with another 0.1% chance, we’ve already established that the Gigantamax Mandragora event will demolish the Academy’s thatched cottages.

If such improbable events keep repeating, even more extraordinary things can happen.

The Academy’s final day.

The moment when the Dragon Principal becomes disillusioned with the Academy.

An ending where, graduation be damned, the Academy gets completely destroyed.

‘A future that arrives when only students of a single personality type gather at the Academy, bringing either a tediously peaceful atmosphere or a storm of jealousy and infighting!’

It’s not an event that happens easily.

With over two thousand students enrolling each year.

The event requires extremely specific conditions to trigger.

First, disaster events must drastically reduce the Academy’s student population.

New enrollments must cease due to global instability.

Upperclassmen must graduate or be repatriated to their home countries.

It’s an event most likely to occur during wartime.

‘Though it’s not impossible for it to happen in peacetime as well!’

With me, a veteran player, around, the chances of this happening in reality are extremely low.

Unless we fail to prevent every regional collapse event and the entire world goes to hell, there’s no reason for students to leave the Academy en masse.

But what if that improbable scenario actually happens?

What if the already diminished student body happens to all have the same personality type?

<Wealth Accumulation>

Another instinct possessed by the Dragon Principal beyond the externally known greedy nature.

<Enemy of Balance>

World peace.

Singular order.

Permanent unification.

Absolute immutability.

The Principal becomes intoxicated by the poison called boredom from all unchanging things and hates it more than anyone else.

Imbalance. Chaos.

The moment the chaotic Academy atmosphere the Principal desires disappears, he grows tired of earthly amusements.

The Academy he cherished instantly becomes a burden that can no longer satisfy his entertainment needs.

Labor without reward.

Waste without value.

Time without meaning.

The moment he decides to end it all, the Academy collapses overnight.

The Principal doesn’t just quietly leave after deciding to abandon the Academy—he rams it with his massive body, stomps it with his feet, and even burns it with his breath.

A scorched earth ending where he completely demolishes the Academy and leaves it in ruins!

“Principal!”

“What is it, human.”

“I want to become a new student!”

I quickly assess the personalities of the remaining new students and act out a personality that doesn’t match theirs.

“I’m not a kind, boring, and timid child!”

The students remaining at this school are gentle, kind, and unmotivated kids who have nowhere to go because their homelands have disappeared, leaving them stranded at the Academy in despair.

If I act like a wicked, bad, and enthusiastic student, I can easily overcome this bizarre ending, regardless of the extreme combat difficulty.

“Oh?”

“Of course, a fat lizard with a protruding belly like you probably doesn’t have the talent to teach me! But I’d still like to experience the Academy!”

“Well, look at that?”

As curiosity replaces the Principal’s destructive urge, the Academy’s nightmare finally ends.

[You have overcome the 99th death <The Academy’s Final Day>.]

[Final 100th death]

<Total Annihilation Ending>

Except for the route of the worst 20th-year graduate student in history who aimed to exterminate all living beings in the world.

“This is… impossible.”

“Is that… Oknodie’s master?”

My past self.

A macho muscle man with a massive, imposing 2.3-meter frame.

A playthrough where I tried to erase all living beings, declaring I’d destroy this world after being trapped at the Academy for 20 years by a crazy professor.

A hell where no living creature could survive.

It’s obviously impossible to face myself who’s had 20 years of spec upgrades in that world of horrific recreated scenes.

Even four years is enough to become overpowered.

How am I supposed to win against someone with 20 years of growth?

I can empathize emotionally too.

20 years is truly crossing the line.

How could they think of enslaving someone for 20 years without even granting a doctoral degree?

I don’t hate Imperial faction professors for no reason.

They’re absolute garbage!

“Oknodie. ‘Reset’ through death. Quickly, before it’s too late. Before that thing approaches…!”

Destroyer’s urgent cry.

Behind his shouting, massive energy flies in.

<Kroit’s Necromantic Field Type G>

Professor Sadaco reflexively deploys a magical barrier that shatters, sending both people flying simultaneously.

Destroyer rolls across the floor to correct his posture while Professor Sadaco kneels, bleeding from her mouth.

My graduate student version, who put two professor-class individuals into an extremely tense state with a single blow, approaches with burning rage and hatred toward the professors.

“Wait!”

“Die.”

“I’ll let you graduate!”

The <Primordial Destruction> spell that was about to burst from his fingertips changes course, passing to the left and right, splitting a distant mountain range into three pieces.

If you know the gimmick, you can block it this simply, but if you don’t, there’s absolutely no way to stop the 20th-year graduate student route player attack!

“Grad…uation?”

“Look here. I’ve brought back the professors from the borderlands who were driven out by the Imperial faction professors!”

“Professor Sadaco… Professor Destroyer…?”

The two of us using Korean, our original homeland language, rather than the automatically translated isekai language.

As expected of another me, the 20th-year graduate student version notices something strange about the situation.

“What’s the hottest coin these days?”

“Haenam-pa Coin!”

“What ability appears when hiding experience exceeds 1000?”

“Absolute Concealment!”

“I see. You’re not an NPC. An NPC that shouldn’t appear has appeared, so this isn’t a normal situation. Are you perhaps a manifestation of my subconscious and is this an illusion?”

“It’s the opposite! You’re a manifestation of my subconscious and this is my nightmare!”

“Don’t lie. That would mean that I, who’ve stubbornly stuck to the muscle macho thick-bodied male character path and am obsessed with DPS, played as a female character whose head barely reaches my waist!”

As expected of a veteran player, my subconscious self quickly identifies facts he can’t accept!

“No, think about it in reverse. If I’m real, then I subconsciously summoned a muscle macho thick-bodied male character, but if you’re real, then you subconsciously summoned a petite cute female character!”

“That’s ridiculous.”

Another me accepts this for extremely rational reasons!

His fighting spirit disappears.

“Oknodie. You can communicate with that monster…?”

“What language is that? Even I, a former member of a hero party that traveled the world, don’t know that language.”

“Ah, how should I explain this.”

While I was wondering how to explain this to the professors, Professor Destroyer confidently stepped forward and said there was no need.

“No need to explain. That appearance. It’s definitely your master, Oknodie, whom I saw in the nightmare of struggle.”

“What? I was under that kind of curse too!?”

“It’s fine now. More importantly, about your master. How can we possibly stop someone with such ridiculous combat power?”

Although he’s lost the will to fight for now, there’s a chance he might go berserk if he suddenly realizes Haenam-pa Coin has crashed.

I needed to implement a reliable method to drive away my other self.

“It’s simple!”

A possessor of power more terrifying than demon lords or dragons.

The apocalypse incarnate in human form.

An experiencer of all tragedies who can recreate them.

Another me with the strongest specs.

And a 20th-year graduate student.

“Write him a graduation certificate!”

I made the request to defeat him.

“…Oknodie’s master will withdraw if he gets an Academy graduation certificate? Why on earth…?”

While it’s understandable that Professor Sadaco, whose face is always hidden behind her hair, would be confused, Professor Destroyer was naturally perplexed.

“Will that really work?”

“Yes!”

Professor Destroyer handed over a graduation certificate, figuring there was nothing to lose.

My 230cm self, holding the certificate, began to fade away like a ghost achieving enlightenment, with a warm smile.

“Don’t ever become a graduate student…”

Clutching the graduation certificate to his chest as if it were the world’s most precious treasure, my other self rose into the sky, and the endless nightmare finally came to an end.

* *

[You have escaped from the advanced curse of death experience. As a result of escaping from a curse reconstructed with extreme realism, the reward grade has explosively increased.]

[Observation experience +100]

[Behavior prediction experience +100]

[Stealing experience +80]

[Persuasion experience +65]

[Infiltration experience +44]

…

…

[Good child experience +30]

[You have survived a high-difficulty nightmare.]

[You acquire the title <Witness of Nightmares>.]

[You have survived from the moment of the end.]

[You acquire the title <Experiencer of the Apocalypse>.]

[You have saved living beings that caused magical outbursts, magical disasters, and world destruction leading to catastrophe by finding the right solutions and compromises.]

[You acquire the title <Guide of Salvation>.]

[You receive 100,000 points as a reward for achieving the challenge <This Is an Advanced Curse?>.]

[You receive 200,000 points as a reward for achieving the challenge <Meeting Another Version of Yourself in a Dream>.]

[You receive 300,000 points as a reward for achieving the challenge <How Did You Wake Up>.]

*Witness of Nightmares*: You have safely survived a nightmare where people died like ants.

-Title equip effect: Fear resistance correction increased by 100

-Title possession effect: Fear resistance correction increased by 10

*Experiencer of the Apocalypse*: You have witnessed the moment of the end multiple times in worlds heading toward destruction.

-Title equip effect: Complete resistance to world-scale domains

-Title possession effect: Partial resistance to world-scale domains

*Guide of Salvation*: As a result of saving worlds heading toward destruction multiple times, you have become the hope of the world.

-Title equip effect: Blessing <Infinite Respect> activated

-Title possession effect: Base favorability of all things increased by 10

*Infinite Respect (Blessing)*: When the blessing is activated, all things in the world express respect toward you.

I hit the jackpot.

600,000 points acquired.

Total skill experience increase of 600.

“Heeee.”

I stretch and get up from under the blanket, and the world looks different.

While failed runs with bad luck make you depressed just by breathing, runs blessed with good luck make you feel happy just by breathing, like being born with a silver spoon!

I don’t know what to do with this happiness, as if I’ve gotten something for free without effort.

For a veteran player, this isn’t even much effort!

But perhaps it didn’t look that way to first-run NPC newbies.

“Oknodie!”

“Ugh. Isabelle?”

Isabelle grabs my head from beside the bed.

Hugs are nice, but the strength of her arms pulling me in is too strong.

Her attitude is desperate, like holding onto a balloon string that might fly away if let go.

“I can’t breathe.”

“I thought you were going to die. How did you end up under such a dangerous curse?”

“Yeah, little mouse. What were you doing that made three professors come?”

Son Ocheon, who couldn’t join the hug because he’s male and Isabelle was already hugging me, complained from the side.

If I said I was trying to self-experiment with a curse I brought and hit the jackpot, making it last longer, Isabelle, who’s hugging me right now, would immediately smack me hard on the back, wouldn’t she?

“Dunno.”

I said nonchalantly while diligently searching inside the blanket with my hands.

…Huh?

I thought it was around here.

Is it not here?

No matter how much I searched the bed, there was no sign of the curse storage device.

“It’s okay. This isn’t inside a nightmare. You don’t need to be so anxious. The ground won’t collapse or suddenly turn into a nightmare.”

That’s not why I was doing it.

While I was being self-conscious under their pitying gazes, I noticed long-haired Professor Sadaco standing quietly by the opposite side of the bed next to the bedside lamp from Son Ocheon.

Beyond her long hair, Professor Sadaco was staring intently at me, with the curse storage device in her hand.

‘I’ve been caught!’

My self-experimentation attempt has been thoroughly exposed.