Oh good, you are finally up.
Michael groggily turned around in the bed, he ate so much food he didn't even remember how he got to his bed.
He is thankful to the system, because of it he can't get fat, his physique remains the same no matter what.
Be it eating or working out, he will always have a slim body, However, he doesn't mind, it is convenient in combat.
Right, if I were you I would go to the academy, being 20 minutes late is not the best example for a Saint.
Michael immediately shot up from out of bed and dressed up as fast as he could 'Fucker, why didn't you wake me up!?'
Blasphemy, how could I bother the holy Saint in his slumber.
'You..' Michael was getting annoyed at the system but decided to let it go for now.
Quickly heading out and calling his driver, he got to the academy in just 5 minutes since he woke up.
However, he noticed something strange, the clock was still at 7:45 AM, meaning he was in fact, too early.
'I hate you.' Michael spat at the system and headed inside, greeting the same receptionist as yesterday.
He arrived inside of his classroom and noticed that aside from a few kids, it was practically empty.
Michael gazed upon those who were looking at him and flashed a friendly smile.
However as he assumed the day before, there were a few scowling at him.
'Are they forgetting I am level 40?' Michael thought as he found his seat and sat down.
The levels of everyone present was under 20, Michael did not understand their thought process at all.
A bit of time passed and the bell finally rang, all 20 students were already present, however, the teacher was nowhere to be seen.
"Hey Saint, do you think you are special?" Some arrogant kid stood up and began walking toward Michael.
"Who are you again?" Michael asked in a confused tone. He didn't forget, he just wanted to damage the kid's ego.
"Ugh.. It's Tony, you better remember my name as I will become the next Saint!" He shouted at Michael, it was more like a challenge than a bullying attempt.
Tony is a Healer, a very low leveled one at that.
Michael did not pay much attention to them in general, however, he did make sure to remember their names, which might come in handy someday.
"Okay Tony, anything else?" Michael said with a small chuckle.
"No.." It seemed he didn't have much of a spine, just enough to antagonize someone but not back it up.
On the way back to his table he received a few laughs, it seemed class clown number 1 was identified.
The waiting further resumed, no one really tried messing with him anymore, as Michael was not one to give the reactions they expected.
"Umm..Saint?" A voice resounded on Michael's side, it was the scrawny kid who sat next to him.
"Yes, Liam?"
He looked a bit shocked that Michael remembered his name "I want to thank you.."
Michael was a bit confused though, however, the more he looked at Liam's face, the more he felt like he could remember something.
That was until it finally clicked "Is your mom okay?"
Liam put on a wide smile "Yes, thanks to you."
When Michael was still a healer in the slums, he came across a few kids who reached out and begged for help, Liam was one of them.
One day as he was about to lock the church, Liam appeared with tears in his eyes. He explained that his mother was sick and couldn't come to receive a blessing.
Michael was not just going to simply watch and wait until she died so he went there and healed her, casting a purify on both Liam and his mother.
'It seemed he somehow managed to save enough money to enroll, good for him' Michael had a faint smile on his face while reminiscing.
The teacher, Lena, finally arrived "Sorry for being late, come with me, we are going to pick out some new weapons"
Are you still planning on getting a sniper?
'Yeah it's what I am most comfortable with, do you think I shouldn't?'
No, I just wanted to make sure you didn't change your mind, the path of a healer is still open you know.
'No thanks.'
Michael and the others arrived at a training facility with some sort of a massive computer on the side.
Lena walked up to it and began typing something, eventually a holographic interface appeared on the side of the computer.
"Go 1 by 1, type in the name of the weapon you want and you will get it."
As her words finished, everyone gathered in a line and started selecting their weapons.
Michael was last so he was able to observe the weapons everyone picked out.
However, his smile cracked a little at the weapon Chloe had chosen, it was a massive scythe.
She was the only one abnormal, the others all picked normal weapons.
It was finally Michael's turn so he walked to the computer and typed in Sniper Rifle, he didn't know which one he wanted yet and they were all uncommon rarity.
If he focused he was able to see the stats of the weapon, others were not able to.
Scrolling down, he saw an interesting one, it was called Plasma Blaster, quite childish, however, its damage was anything but that.
Michael selected that one and it appeared out of thin air, landing right into his hands.
Plasma Blaster [Uncommon]
+20 AGI
# Damage = AGI x 3 (x5 if critical shot)
# No bullet drop off
# Consume 100 mana per shot instead of bullets
It quite frankly looked better than most sniper rifles he saw in the shops, even rivaling Rare rarity weapons.
Michael was happy with this find and turned around, noticing everyone's weird expressions directed at him.
Lena came up to him "Are you sure you got the right one? Don't you want a staff?" Her tone was one of confusion.
Michael nodded "This is what I want, staff will be useless for combat anyway."
"You do understand you are a healer, not a damage dealer right?" She asked, her skepticism clearly visible.
"As I said, yes, I got what I wanted" Michael replied in a firm tone. He didn't know what it was but ever since first seeing him, she acted annoyed with every single thing he did.
Lena waved him off and told everyone to return to the classroom, the lessons are officially going to start.
Class started and they began learning math, then later physics, it was pretty easy, the math was not that different from his old world.
The physics, however, were a bit tricky, though he quickly got the hang of it.
The power of the INT stat is showing, what did I tell you, cool right?
'It's weird but I don't mind' Michael never felt the effect as prominently as he did now, it felt like his brain was digesting the information before he could even finish reading it.
It helped him learn faster, however, the process just didn't feel right.
Next up came history and Michael was sweating buckets. He was glad there were no quizzes today because if there were, he would have been screwed.
Enhanced learning speed and memory don't mean anything if you hadn't even learned any history about this world or continent in the first place.
Everything Lena was teaching currently was new information.
The tidbits of knowledge he had came from the system, however, they were fairly negligent, as it only covered where the continents were located on the map and which one was the most dangerous.
As the lesson finally ended, he felt exhausted, mentally.
Hmm.. it's pretty easy to understand, I don't see why you are whining.
'It is easy, however, imagine your brain absorbing information and all you can do is wait for it to digest.'
Unlike math and physics, learning history felt especially uncomfortable, however, in the end, he did acquire the knowledge he heard.
The next lesson was magic theory, apparently, alchemy is only once per week, and it is on the last work day.
Magic theory felt like he was reading a book for toddlers, it didn't give him any insight whatsoever.
The book stated that if you heal enough your heals get stronger!
'No shit' Michael kept flipping the pages, however, nothing of interest showed up.
Lena was also standing out for this one, just sitting on her phone and glancing at us from time to time.
The book had Beginner Magic Implementation written on it so it was no surprise Michael did not learn anything.
He was no magic genius by any means, he didn't even know how to control mana, but if even he found this book useless, he wondered what the rest of his classmates think.
The lessons were finally over, history being Michael's arch nemesis.
Lena informed everyone that tomorrow they would be heading out for sparring, and next week a dungeon.
She also said something about clubs, though Michael was not sure if he even wanted to join one.
Michael picked up his Plasma Blaster and headed to the goblin dungeon he owned, it was time to test out how powerful it was.