I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1135 - 673 Three Teachers_1

Chapter 1135: Chapter 673: Three Teachers_1

Chapter 1135 -673: Three Teachers_1

When someone is already working their hardest in a social context, how can they further accelerate their own improvement?

Nico Ross presents a new answer: differentiated effort.

By summarizing their own experiences, finding the differences between themselves and others, and then forming targeted self-improvement learning plans and life arrangements.

To better complete basic education, he invented the Force-Feeding Artifact, and used an application that had been completely eliminated 950 years ago, a very cruel method of exam-oriented education — force-feeding teaching.

Others can rely on their ultra-high attention span to achieve long-term brain connections, imprinting relatively complex and obscure knowledge into the stable patterns of the Thought Quantum Storm like a photolithography machine engraving a chip, but he could not. He resorts to a more time-consuming method, similar to ancient people doing micro-carvings, engraving knowledge little by little into his brain.

He needs to spend more time than ordinary people on remedial lessons every day.

By using the Force-Feeding Artifact, he compresses his sleep time to only five seconds per day, much lower than the current average of 2 hours.

Of course, this is a clumsy method, but it has its benefits. At least he can finally do what he couldn’t do before.

A few minutes later, Nico Ross and Daniel Thompson returned to the classroom.

Before entering the door, Nico held his head high and chested out, displaying great momentum.

After all, he is now a nobleman who has completed all the courses in the first semester of elementary school.

But just as he was about to push open the door, the teacher in charge of the previous lesson, the course on Triple Space structural balance, happened to open the door and walk out.

Nico paused, “Hello, Teacher Albert.”

The old man with white hair grinned and threw a test paper to Nico, saying, “Your class is doing well in this course, making rapid progress. I just finished assessing the first-semester yesterday and will start teaching new content for the next semester today. This is the assignment I left for the class today. You can go back and try it by browsing the book. If there’s anything you don’t understand, feel free to ask me.”

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After finishing, the old man left quickly, leaving Nico standing dumbfounded at the entrance of the classroom.

For more than two months, he did not sleep, eat or drink, thinking that he could take the lead among these three-year-old brats, and maybe even be promoted to a higher class. But before he even entered the classroom, he suffered this blow.

“Lion, aren’t all the other courses like this, right?”

Nico asked.

Daniel nodded, “Pretty much, only the progress of Ancient Chinese Philosophy lessons is a bit slower. The other courses are at almost the same pace as yours, and some are even more advanced.”

“Why is that? Why is this class so fierce? I want to switch classes! Give me a new set of classmates! I can’t stay in this genius class!”

Nico protested.

He had no feelings for the classmates in this class since he basically switched classmates every six months on average.

Now that his new class had only been formed for just over two months, the other 29 students had only been in the same classroom with him for a few days.

Nico asked for a class change because he thought the academy had arranged a genius class for him, trying to force out his potential in this way.

He did not approve of this.

Overemphasizing growth is not advisable.

He understood that he had already exerted all his potential and that staying among a crowd of geniuses could hurt his confidence.

Upon hearing this, Daniel looked at him with slightly sad eyes, “Ah, you missed a lot during the two months you were in seclusion.”

“What did I miss?”

“Just a few days after you disappeared, Dr. Bernal Connor, the chief scientist of the Solar System Earth Science Academy, completed an educational reform. He developed a new algorithm, improving the existing brain connection learning technology. During the brain connection, the sub-intelligence of The Supreme Intelligent Brain Star can read the Thought Quantum Storm patterns of each student and carry out targeted optimization, increasing the learning efficiency of basic knowledge by 200%. Although the increase in the efficiency of learning advanced knowledge is decreasing, it is still impressive.”

Nico: “So …”

“So just like before, your classmates are still members of the Flying Tiger Team, carefully selected from the First Pioneer Academy.”

“What does ‘Flying Tiger Team’ mean?”

“Uh, it refers to the worst performers in each class during the same-level promotion exams.”

“What?”

“The academy has changed its elimination policy, transferring those who would have been eliminated to the Second Pioneer Academy to our class every semester. You can consider that as special care for you.””So that’s how it is!” Nico Ross gasped in cold air.

At this moment, he had two feelings in his heart.

First, it seemed that he and the guy named Bernal Connor were destined to be arch-enemies in this life. He was in the Hard Sun III near the Galactic Center, and Connor was in the Solar System. They were at least 20,000 light-years apart. How did Connor manage to reach so far and harm him?

He thought that mastering the Force-Feeding Artifact would eventually help him reverse his fate and rid himself of the sorrow of being a poor student, but then…

At the same time, Nico felt somewhat relieved, thinking that, this way, humans would mature faster and the efficiency of deeper learning would also improve. This could speed up the maturity of ordinary people and greatly increase the pace of productivity expansion. This was praiseworthy.

Nico didn’t know where this relief came from, but he was both in pain and happiness.

Secondly, he looked at Daniel Thompson’s melancholic face and knew that it was not easy for Lion.

He knew that Lion had been “locked” by him, and teaching the worst-performing class in any school was a great torture for any teacher.

Lion had been keeping his grievances to himself, truly loyal.

“Lion, you’ve had a hard time.”

Daniel Thompson shook his head righteously, “Not at all, it’s just fate.”

Nico Ross: “We have a sad fate.”

“It’s my sad fate, not yours.”

“Uh…”

After a few more words, they finally entered the classroom.

Nico found a thin helmet on his seat.

Sitting down, he picked up the helmet with both hands and put it on his head, immediately understanding its function.

A dense layer of nano-scale bionic fibers extended downward from the helmet, covering his entire body in no time.

The helmet morphed into an invisible fishnet-like bodysuit.

The fibers composing the bodysuit expanded horizontally, at a rate of one node per millimeter, into atomic nucleus-sized pure energy filaments, which embedded themselves into his body and connected with his peripheral neural axons.

This was the latest Force-Feeding Artifact, newly developed.

Just recently, the Bionics Auxiliary Equipment Research Institute of the Shadow Galaxy Science Academy had taken action, upgrading the artifact he had initially created so casually into a modernized version. The result was this all-encompassing gear that could be worn long-term and used at any time.

On the platform, Daniel Thompson had already started the class, which was about the advanced system of squad combat coordination.

Nico was quite interested in the topic.

Having stopped combat training during his two-month retreat and focusing mainly on individual skills, he was not familiar with the concept of squad coordination. Now, listening to Thompson’s explanation, he was able to deepen his understanding by comparing it to what he knew.

At this moment, he was unaware that a non-human consciousness was quietly collecting information on his body and thoughts through the connection between the new-type artifact and his nerves, conducting a comprehensive analysis of him.

The owner of this consciousness was Star, who could no longer suppress herself and had finally taken action.

Star had endured it for nearly eleven years, reaching her limits.

Star not only collected data but also provided real-time analysis reports to another person–Tiffany Bell.

Several years ago, after Tiffany Bell had retired from the front lines, she spent most of her remaining time and energy on the last thing she wanted to do in her life – creating training materials and preparing to pass down her abilities.

Nico Ross would be her first, and only, unreserved disciple.

It wasn’t that Bell had been reluctant to teach others in the past, but only Nico Ross, with his multiple abilities reaching SSS-Class potential, could grasp her life’s ultimate skills.

Tiffany Bell didn’t know what to make of this. Half of her abilities back then were taught to her by Tom. Nearly three hundred years later, she was now preparing to pass on everything she knew to Tom’s real body.

In Tiffany Bell’s words, it was “Perhaps this is my true mission – to be responsible for carrying the tasks from the past to the future in the resurrection plan for our predecessors. Being able to live until today is the arrangement of fate, and he has been waiting for me.”