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Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71 Chapter 17.6 - Normal Life

"This will be it for today's lesson," the history professor's voice resonated through the classroom once again, signaling the end of yet another class. A collective sigh of relief rippled through the students, signaling the end of their academic obligations for the week.

"You don't have any assignments for this week. Have fun on the weekend," he announced before making his exit, leaving the classroom in a state of jubilation. As the door closed behind him, a chorus of enthusiastic exclamations erupted from the students.

"Woo-hoo! No assignments!"

"Finally, a break!"

"I can't believe we lucked out this week!"

The atmosphere in the room shifted from one of concentration to one of elation. Desks were pushed back, and the rustling of backpacks being packed signaled the beginning of the weekend exodus. Smiles and laughter replaced furrowed brows and focused expressions.

"So, who's up for some relaxation this weekend?" one student suggested with a grin.

"Count me in! I need to recharge after all this studying," another chimed in.

"I heard there's a movie night in the common room on Saturday. Let's go!"

The energy in the room was infectious as plans were made, invitations were extended, and excitement filled the air. The prospect of a weekend without looming assignments or looming exams was enough to lift the spirits of even the most diligent students.

In fact, since the academy's student spectrum was people of young age, of course, they were bound to interact and socialize with each other. And knowing that most of them came from a good background, the most plausible event for the weekend would be spending money with each other.

Following that, I also started packing my things up. Since it was a weekend without any assignments and there were no club meetings for me, I was planning to go for another dungeon exploration to make some money.

Just as I was about to leave, suddenly, I saw something that I had been waiting for.

"Ethan, can I talk to you later?"

It was a girl with chestnut hair, and blue eyes approached our protagonist, who was also packing his things up slowly.

Her face looked tired, and her clothes looked slightly neglected. Her hands, filled with calluses, now had some wounds on them. Her complexion was slightly white; dark circles were under her eyes. A faint smell of potions that boosted one's performance could be felt, and not being alone, I could see the faint traces of aftereffects stemming from an unbalanced diet.

Overall, the girl was basically showing signs of exhaustion and poverty.

"Umm….Do I know you?" Being the good-natured protagonist he is, Ethan asked the girl, looking at her with a surprised face. It was pretty normal. She was not a person Ethan had ever talked about before.

"Ah….Sorry….Please, can we talk somewhere private?" But Emily seemed rather uncomfortable to speak while some people were looking at them.

At this point, Ethan's reputation was not still that high since he was one of the last-ranked people in the academy, even though his family was famous.

So, aside from some mischievous glances from Julia and Lucas, nobody minded what Ethan was doing.

"Umm….." But that did not mean he was not embarrassed. After all, a girl or a boy saying such a thing to a person from the opposite gender could easily be misunderstood.

"Please, it is important." But, looking at Emily, who even forgot to introduce herself, Ethan could no longer refuse her and nodded his head.

With her request acknowledged, she finally exhaled, her relief evident. "Thank you."

Just like that, the two left the classroom, but I could see Lucas and Julia looking at him with a mischievous gaze.

'It seems his fate is sealed.'

Remembering the dialogues from the game, I knew Ethan would be teased for a very long time because of this event.

'Then, I should prepare for this as well.'

With that thought, I left the classroom and made my way towards my room.

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When I entered my room, the first thing I did was enter the Hunter community website using my Cadet identity.

I started surfing the bulletin board for the dungeon exploration recruitments. As you all already know, this world has dungeons and guilds.

And, of course, thanks to the constant appearance of dungeons, the guilds that are managing them sometimes will have a hard time, or maybe even sometimes a dungeon won't be affiliated with a guild and will be bought by a group or individual that wanted to expand its business into Hunter Field.

Therefore, there was a community for Hunters to search for party recruitment for dungeons. It had a similar system to Black Market, where you would be ranked according to your performance and the amount of money you made.

But, if there was one thing different, that would be the strict regulation of information. You would register with your ID card, and your skills and the type of weapon you used would be recorded.

And from there, according to that, tracking villains with supernatural abilities would be easier. Of course, the tax and other things were also there, but the most important thing was being transparent.

Aside from that, since dungeons that are discovered are always regulated by either guilds or associations, it is very hard to enter a dungeon solo.

This was the reason why I went to the Black Market and explored the dungeons there because I would prefer going solo over going with a party of Hunters. After all, there were countless people out there that is hard to control, and my skills were also not bad for going solo.

Even though I don't have overwhelming power, I do have one thing. It is flexibility. Since I can enhance the bullets on my gun, I could put a lot stronger damage output, and the rate of attack is also high because of the gun's characteristics.

With my [Shadowborne] trait, I could also move stealthily, which makes me very flexible at kiting and surprise attacks.

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