Professor, why don't you just give them another beating? They're absolutely shameless...

"Really?" Iori turned his head with an innocent look and looked at Kohei beside him, his expression so innocent that it was as if he wasn't the one who had just been exchanging Ora blows with the professor on the screen.

"As a student, isn't it normal to want academic credits?"

"That's right, the Corpse-Mask Beast." Kohei crossed his arms, nodded in agreement, and his face was full of righteous indignation.

"Where is this request excessive? It's just the most basic wish of us students."

"..." Seeing the two of them looking so diligent and eager to learn, Ai Lai realized she was wrong; she had underestimated the shamelessness of these two idiots!

Chisa, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and sighed wearily, "You guys actually still know you're students..." (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

It's perfectly normal to want credits, but the problem is, don't you guys think about what you just did?

He openly set up a barbecue grill in class, carried around AV magazines and pornographic books, and even engaged in a full-blown "boxing match" with the professor...

The fact that he's standing up to apologize is already a sign of leniency from the professor; how dare he still expect credits and high grades?

The professor was exceptionally merciful by not failing all of these guys on the spot and deducting all their participation points!

Just now, there was that chaotic scene of demons dancing wildly...

She even wondered if she had taken the same course as a group of aliens.

Looking at the students' faces, each one defiant yet proudly held high, the professor's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and he spoke slowly in a low voice: "I won't take back what I said."

“But…” the professor regained his usual composed and elegant demeanor: “If you find my lectures boring.”

"I will seriously reflect on my actions."

In an instant, smiles returned to everyone's faces, as if all their pain and struggle had found solace in that moment. The professor was actually quite reasonable after all.

"So, to keep you from getting bored in class—" Just as everyone was still immersed in joy, the professor suddenly bent down and started rummaging under the podium.

"The surprise test is now beginning!!" The professor abruptly pulled out a thick stack of exam papers, his previous sincerity vanishing, replaced by an almost ferocious grin.

"And the score on this test will account for a large proportion of your academic credits."

(Mano's) [The smiles on everyone's faces instantly froze.]

"You despicable scoundrel!!"

"Is this something a teacher should do? Have they no shame?!"

Ignoring the jeers from the audience, the professor scribbled the words "Immediate Test" on the blackboard with lightning speed, his expression growing increasingly ferocious and smug.

"Say what you will, you brats!!"

"You'll regret provoking professors at university for the rest of your lives—!!"

"Holy crap, the exam is still on 'Mechanics of Materials'? Dead memories are suddenly attacking me again. I was so moved just now, and now I'm too scared to move..."

"Teachers are all the same, aren't they? Since you think my class is boring? Fine, then let's do some absolutely boring problems!"

Seeing the professor's ferocious expression, which was so outrageous it seemed to break through the dimensional barrier, everyone was even more puzzled, and a question that came to mind from the depths of their souls arose in their hearts.

Which mental hospital/talent market did the school's principal recruit from to attract so many amazing people?!

It's only now that I realize, this professor's mental state doesn't seem to be much better than that of the god-like Iori...

Rather, is there anyone in this school who is actually normal?

Chapter 1377 The Shapiro Impact Experiment! That's so hardcore!!

After a frantic, intense test, the professor seemed drained of his soul, collapsing onto the podium with a grotesque expression, his body still trembling uncontrollably.

In stark contrast to the professor's near-collapse and despair, Iori, Kohei, and the others in the audience, clutching their newly distributed exam papers, were all somewhat surprised.

Looking at the gleaming "72," Iori seemed to have witnessed some kind of miracle, her tone subtle: "Thanks to writing the report diligently, it seems the grade is actually quite normal."

Kohei (77 points): "Me too."

[Nojima (70 points): "Me too."]

[Yamamoto (68 points): "Same as above."]

"Holy crap—a teaching miracle, Professor! To be able to teach these scumbags and academic underachievers to this extent, you really have to work hard!"

"Even after being tortured to this state by those demons and monsters, he can still grade papers professionally... This professor is truly capable, and he'll give you the marks he deserves!"

Looking at the miraculous score on the screen, everyone's eyes were filled with pure admiration, as if they were witnessing a true hero. This record was simply unbelievable!

You're really amazing, Professor!

Although I don't know how well you are doing right now, I can say for sure that your professorship is absolutely secure!

Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun World

"Really...really?"

When the scores of Iori and the others "flying low" appeared on the screen, Sakura Chiyo almost dropped her coffee cup, and her gaze became somewhat dazed.

In her mind, the danger and destructive power of these predecessors had long exceeded the limits of common sense, and were comparable to the legendary walking natural disaster—"Idiot Aqua"!

But now, they actually... all of them passed?

This is even more unbelievable than Nozaki-kun suddenly having an epiphany!

“A miracle…” Kosakura unconsciously clenched her fist, her slightly trembling voice filled with awe, as if she were witnessing a divine miracle.

"This is absolutely a miracle in the history of education!"

Nozaki Umetarou, who was frantically taking notes in a small notebook, looked up upon hearing this and said, "You can't say that."

"I've heard that university professors sometimes try to influence students to get them to pass, maybe professors do the same?"

In that instant, the image of the professor—sharp-tongued but kind-hearted—suddenly flashed into Nozaki-kun's mind.

(The professor, his face contorted in rage, is slumped over the desk grading papers: This question was wrong, but the mistake was quite creative... please give me some sympathy points.)

"Something like this," Nozaki-kun said, resting his chin on the end of his pen in his usual calm voice, completely oblivious to the girl beside him whose expression was gradually breaking down.

"The professor gave them...emotional points??" Sakura Chiyo suddenly turned her head and looked at the professor's face on the screen, which was slightly distorted by anger and exhaustion.

Her eyes instantly turned into her signature crescent-shaped eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably: "What...what unfamiliar words."

Nozaki, are you awake?

Look at the professor's eyes, they're practically murderous! Do you think he'd show any mercy?!

Let's not even talk about "emotional points".

The fact that the professor, who was tortured to this state, didn't give his seniors negative feedback is a testament to his high moral character!

The screen shifts to the familiar classroom, but the atmosphere suddenly becomes much more "hardcore."

The professor's chalk flew across the blackboard, leaving behind a series of clear formulas and diagrams—the Charpy impact experiment!

[A classic experiment to calculate the energy required to destroy a specimen by measuring the energy difference of a pendulum at different heights!]

The experimental principle is not complicated: a heavy pendulum is raised to a certain height and allowed to fall freely to impact the sample. The impact energy absorbed by the material is then calculated based on the height the pendulum rises after impact...

"Understood." Iori and the others all wore expressions of boredom, some even starting to yawn: "This experiment was way too easy."

Nojima yawned lazily: "The calculation formula is very simple, so I'll just do it casually. This is so boring."

This kind of high school physics-level experiment is no challenge at all for these college students who have already gone through the "baptism" of high school physics!

"Hooray..." The professor's face broke into an unusually bright smile: "So, this level of experiment will absolutely not fail for you all, right?"

"Of course!" everyone scoffed mercilessly; this experiment was practically a freebie.

The professor's smile grew even brighter: "Alright, alright, in that case..."

[Click! Click! Click—]

[With a few sharp metallic clangs, Yamamoto was suddenly strapped to the experimental equipment, his hands and feet firmly bound by heavy metal shackles that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.]

The heavy-looking hammer was raised high, aimed directly at Yamamoto's crotch; the only obstacle between them was a pillow.

"Wait, wait... Professor, this seems... a tiny bit different from the experimental procedure I learned during my preparation!"

"Why are there iron locks and execution platforms on the equipment used in the Charpy Impact experiment?!"

Looking at Yamamoto, who was already firmly locked on the "execution platform," the onlookers couldn't help but swallow hard, a deep-seated fear creeping up their spines and filling their entire bodies.

Yamamoto and his gang were indeed a bit arrogant, their expressions were a bit provocative, and they spoke a bit too loudly...

But... but the crime doesn't warrant death, Professor!

This isn't a Charpy impact experiment at all; it's clearly a genital impact experiment!!

will die.

Yamamoto, as proof of his masculinity, will definitely die.

This is an experiment that can only be done once in a lifetime—because it's incredibly awesome (literally).

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

Is this... the current state of college students?

Looking at Yamamoto, who was firmly locked on the impact testing machine on the screen and facing a "life-or-death test," Dr. Roman's eyes were vacant, and large beads of sweat kept sliding down his face.

The Charpy impact test, as he understood it... was clearly a rigorous and scientific materials test!

When did it become so hardcore and realistic?!

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