Climbing the Tower with Multidimensional Avatars - Chapter 43

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Chapter 43. Galaxy Martial God Hall – Android Teacher (2)

After introducing herself, homeroom teacher Kim Do-hwa took the attendance roster and began checking attendance.
“Now then, let’s take attendance. Cheon Ga-ryeong.”
“Here!”
“Cheon Gong-hu.”
“….”
“Cheon Gong-hu!”
“Oh! Present!”
Since they were just children getting distracted with other things, it took quite a while to call out attendance for merely twenty-one students.
This was a school attended exclusively by direct descendants of the Cheon Family, so every student bore the Cheon name.
After finishing attendance, Teacher Kim Do-hwa now had the students introduce themselves, starting from attendance number one.
Numbers were assigned in alphabetical order, and my number was fourteen, while Cheon So-yeon was number nine.
As for the little ones’ introductions, they amounted to nothing more than stating their names, which kindergarten they attended, and what they liked.
Still, Class 1 consisted solely of children who had properly learned martial arts, so they were all quite sharp-minded.
It was only natural—for preschoolers to learn martial arts required considerable patience and aptitude.
However, because they had gathered children who had learned martial arts, there were already a few who seemed intent on playing the role of neighborhood ringleader.
“Well then, now that everyone has introduced themselves, let me explain the curriculum.”
Teacher Kim Do-hwa explained the upcoming classes.
Each class period was forty minutes with a ten-minute break, making a fifty-minute cycle, and from nine in the morning until twelve twenty, there were four periods of morning classes.
After a fifty-minute lunch break, there were periods five and six before dismissal.
Morning classes covered language, mathematics, science, social studies, history, art, and music as subjects elementary students should learn, while afternoon classes naturally focused on martial arts.
Students attended school five days a week, and on Wednesdays, general academic learning time was reduced, with martial arts instruction included during morning hours as well.
Beyond that, students could also participate in club activities, which were mandatory.
I had assumed that a martial arts-specialized school would neglect general education and teach only martial arts, but in the lower elementary grades, they taught ordinary academic subjects more than martial arts.
Which made perfect sense.
The goal was to cultivate talented individuals with common sense and knowledge, not to produce blockheads who knew only martial arts.
“Everyone, don’t get up from your seats. Look at the display on the right armrest of the chair you’re sitting in.”
Teacher Kim Do-hwa taught us how to operate Virtual Reality.
The interface was simple enough for lower elementary students to use.
“Once you enter Virtual Reality, the teacher who will instruct you in each subject will be waiting for you. Go ahead and enter.”
Ah, so that’s why it was one Virtual Reality device per student.
A wealthy school truly operates on a different level.
“Ji-woo, how do you use this?”
Cheon So-yeon, unfamiliar with machinery, couldn’t grasp even this simple operation and looked lost.
I slowly explained it to her again, just as Teacher Kim Do-hwa had taught us.
Cheon So-yeon tapped the display a few times following my instructions, then a dome descended over her head and she entered Virtual Reality.
I followed right after her into Virtual Reality.

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The space within the Virtual Reality resembled a fairy-tale realm, much like it had during the entrance examination.
But why hadn’t the other students logged in?
As I glanced around, a beautiful woman appeared.
“Cheon Ji-woo. Morning classes are fundamentally one-on-one instruction. There’s quite a significant learning gap between students, and your case is particularly pronounced. If we conducted group classes, it would essentially require sacrifices from you and several other students.”
I had certainly harbored such concerns myself.
“Of course, when necessary, we do create virtual spaces where multiple students can gather for instruction. Building interpersonal relationships with classmates is also something the academy must teach.”
“I see.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Riven, the homeroom teacher overseeing curriculum instruction. I’ll be managing the studies of you and all the other students over the next six years.”
From Riven’s words, I realized she was an AI or android utilizing singularity technology.
Otherwise, there was no way a single instructor could oversee all subjects for every student.
“Most students enjoy this fairy-tale aesthetic, but you don’t seem particularly fond of it?”
“Does Virtual Reality read minds here?”
At my question, Riven smiled softly.
“No. While it’s not technologically impossible, it’s prohibited under international galactic law. Even if it were possible, the cost would be astronomical, so there’d be no reason to use it on you specifically.”
Riven changed the background to an ordinary classroom setting as she spoke.
“I simply have various educational programs for young children, allowing me to detect subtle facial expressions. Children often don’t know what they want, so an educational android like myself needs to read their behavior.”
So she was indeed an android.
“This is the space where you’ll study for the next six years, so it should be to your liking. Do you have any preferred design in mind?”
“Well, as long as it’s not chaotic or mentally taxing, I don’t mind much.”
“I see. Then let’s go with this.”
Riven transformed the Virtual Reality space into something resembling a psychological counseling room from movies or dramas.
“This is certainly calming. I like it.”
I sat on the sofa bed and asked.
“Should we begin the lesson now?”
“Before we start, I’d like to coordinate your schedule with you.”
Do they really adjust class times by consulting with students? What century is this, the 50th?
Whether she read my thoughts or not, Riven spoke with a smile.
“Other students follow the curriculum set by the academy as standard. However, for students like you whose learning progress exceeds the academy’s curriculum, we can adjust the instruction content according to your preferences.”
“I see.”
Riven displayed a blank schedule in the air.
“Required lower-level subjects are Language, Mathematics, Science, and Social Studies. Elective subjects are History, Music, and Art. And this is your current progress level.”
Language—Doctoral level and above.
Mathematics—Advanced specialized, first-year second semester.
Science—Advanced specialized, first-year second semester.
Social Studies—General, second-year.
History—Middle school, second year.
Music—Elementary school, third grade.
Art – Elementary Grade 2.
I’d completed university education, so high school level material made sense for the 50th century.
But….
“You have a doctorate in languages?”
I was that skilled with languages?
“You solved every problem from the placement exam in just two hours. Pure linguistics is at that level, though literature is only middle school grade 3. Your linguistics knowledge was practically equivalent to an archaeology doctorate.”
Ah, my interpretation ability.
The interpretation ability I’d gained upon entering The Tower was that remarkable?
“Because of that, languages will focus on literature with brief, light instruction. Does Cheon Ji-woo have any academic goals? Beyond martial arts, I mean.”
I paused at Riven’s question.
“Well, I don’t have specific academic goals… but I am interested in android and singularity technology.”
“Oh, android and singularity technology?”
“Yes, Teacher. Since you know my personal information, I’ll be honest – I have an android caretaker who raised me in my parents’ stead, like a mother and mentor. If I had to set a goal, I’d want to maintain her myself. It’s nice to be together for a long time, isn’t it?”
Riven seemed moved by my words.
“That’s a truly wonderful goal! I’ll help you achieve it with all my heart! Then I should structure the curriculum around science and mathematics.”
“Um… but can’t android technology only be learned at specialized graduate schools?”
You’d need to attend a technical university or specialized institution to learn that, wouldn’t you?
“Don’t worry! I’ve already received permission from the Principal to ensure you can learn whatever you wish. If you want, we can even access information classified up to level 2 confidential. Of course, if you study classified material, you’ll need to sign a confidentiality agreement.”
To that extent?
“I’ll make sure you never regret not attending a gifted school, and feel genuinely grateful to be at this academy!”
Um… the only reason I attend this elementary school is to continue receiving the family stipend provided to direct descendants.
“Now then, shall we create your schedule? How about this structure?”
Riven created my timetable.
Her promise to structure it around science and mathematics wasn’t empty – more than half the classes were science, and half of the remainder was mathematics.
The rest consisted of other subjects.
But I had to object to Riven’s schedule.
“Um… isn’t this schedule unusually long? We only have morning classes.”
Indeed, Riven’s schedule totaled 16 periods.
What? Was each period 10 minutes of class with 2 minutes break?
Otherwise, there’s no way to fit 16 periods.
Riven answered my confusion as if it were obvious.
“Of course we use time acceleration! The reason we conduct classes in Virtual Reality is to legally extend class time!”
I fell silent for a moment, then asked.
“…Do other students extend their time too?”
“No. Other students don’t extend their time unless they’re falling behind in their studies.”
“Can I refuse classes? Actually, I want to refuse attending school.”
Riven was startled by my words.
“What?! Why?!”
Does this crazy android not understand?
Who attends 13 hours of classes in a single day?!
Including afternoon classes, that’s 15 hours total!
Even college entrance exam students don’t attend classes that long! This is child abuse!
At my reaction, Riven paused in thought, then seemed to realize how she must have appeared and let out an awkward cough.
“Of course, I wouldn’t push the still-young Cheon Ji-woo student too hard. There will be breaks for art and music in between, and I’ve extended the hours not to force one-way learning, but to give Cheon Ji-woo student time to have his curiosities answered. I’m an education-specialized android. Please trust me just this once! Just one week! Please attend my classes for just one week!”
Faced with Riven’s earnest plea, I paused to consider.
“If it feels like abuse, I’m stopping immediately. I’ll refuse to attend school.”
“Of course! I’ll do my absolute best to ensure Cheon Ji-woo student doesn’t feel that way and can find interest in studying, so don’t worry! I know this much! Cheon Ji-woo student is very interested in academics! Otherwise, would you have studied this much on your own at your age?”
I shouldn’t mention that I’d enrolled in university before my rebirth, right?
Watching her make such bold claims, I found myself doubting whether I could really trust this mad android.
Maybe I should have turned and fled without looking back?
“Well then, let’s begin our fun science class. Shall we start with some fascinating astrophysics?”
When Riven clapped her hands, everything around us except her and me transformed into a vast cosmos.
I knew it was fake, but the sight was extraordinarily beautiful.
“I don’t care for classes where students struggle with pen and paper alone. True learning begins with direct experience and hands-on practice, after all.”
Riven’s classes might turn out to be far more engaging than I’d expected.

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When I’d first heard the insane notion of 16 periods of classes a day, I thought I’d fallen into the hands of a mad android, but Riven’s lessons were incredibly fun.
“The Lagrange Points in this Martial God 3-Star System total five locations. This one, this one, this one, this one, and this one. Shall we learn how to calculate Lagrange Points here?”
Just hearing it made my head feel like it would split, and actually working through the formulas with gravitational measurements, orbital periods between stars and planets, and other calculations made my head feel like it truly would explode.
But creating virtual colonies at the calculated Lagrange Points like a game was genuinely fun.
Riven’s teaching method was experiential and game-like in format.
Since she explained the necessary formulas and the processes behind their creation as stories to solve each game, there was no way not to become interested.
Even with time set to the legal maximum acceleration of 4x speed, each period was still 40 minutes of class and 10 minutes of break, but studying under Riven, I voluntarily gave up my break time and threw myself into the lessons.
I’ll admit it. This mad android was insane, but she was an excellent teacher.

(Continued in the next chapter)

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