I Became the Academy’s Disabled Student

I resumed my arduous march as I had been doing for a while.

I passed several cities similar to the ruins I had first encountered, and I crossed mountains and rivers.

- Heuheu… Hooo…

However, as time passed equally, it became twice as hard.

I shook my head and closed my eyes.

A cold sweat flowed down my eyelids. My lips were as dry as if I had fallen into the desert, and my breathing became rapid.

The other side functions like a dungeon. It gives compensation to the monsters it has created, and oppression to the intruders.

I am clearly an intruder.

‘The oppression is stronger than I imagined… I can’t stay there for too long.’

The observations I was trying to spread out were crumpled. The observations that I had been able to expand and close freely as I gradually became more skilled were now unfree.

The same goes for space.

In particular, spatial perception, which I am not proud of as much as other skills, is difficult to keep operating.

Therefore, I only exercise observation occasionally, and invest all my remaining mental power in space.

‘I did well to train my senses. I can close observation and conserve as much mental power as possible.’

While I close observation, I become blind (quasi-blind), but if I sharpen my senses, I can fight to some extent.

Should I call it a kind of power-saving mode?

Of course, I am moving forward while conserving mental power as much as possible, but that is also a bit difficult.

However, I could not back down here.

I had thought that before entering the back side, but after entering, my determination became even stronger.

‘How many of these are there?’

The only living things I have encountered so far are countless monsters.

They are generally born with high ranks, and their momentum is quite fierce due to the compensation of the back side.

The low-ranking monsters were boiling like bugs, but there were also high-ranking monsters that fought and fought among themselves, dividing the territory.

You could even encounter a rare 4th-ranking monster.

‘Of course, this must be detonated from the inside.’

It felt like a jar full of poisonous bugs, but there was one space similar to this.

The Demon Realm.

A piece of land that humans had lost. The owners of that land were not humans, but countless monsters.@@novelbin@@