My Space-Time System

'Just as planned.' Blake thought as all eyes in the canteen were now on him he moved back to his seat.

Blake's goal was to make every 1st year student aware that he was going to be the hero that would fight against the tyranny of the 2nd year students. He had already gathered momentum from the previous day, so he wanted to keep it going.

For his plan to work, he needed a constant flow of bullying to intervene, that was why he had defeated the second years in the most demeaning way possible. This was to further disgrace them and cause them to take out their frustrations on other 1st years.

[You are creating more problems so that you can solve them. That's evil, but genius!] The system said with a proud smile.

According to the It's explanations, being a hero was more of the view of those being saved. So as long as they didn't know what was happening, and he kept on saving them, they would continue seeing him as a hero.

'Although I am trying to create the problem, I also plan on ending each case for good.' Blake planned on making each encounter with the 2nd year bullies a painful and unforgettable one.

"Nice!" Brian gave him a thumbs-up as they continued to eat.

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After lunch, all students moved to their different specialization classes. Out of all specialization classes, it was only those offering forgemastery specialization that was not so excited about their class.

'Although I know he can't change, why do I still hope?' Blake said to himself as a warp gate opened in front of the class and the short but muscular Tacitus walked out.

From his gray hair and beard, and the frown that was never missing from his face, nothing had changed.

"Why is the class bigger than usual?" Professor Tacitus asked, but he quickly recalled.

"For a moment I forgot that a bigger set of failures had joined the class." Professor Tacitus hit 2 birds with one sentence causing everyone except the 1st years from showing any emotions.

"I thought that I would have fewer people to handle this semester because of the beast tide, but it seems you guys are lesser disappointments. Especially when compared to the bigger ones." Professor Tacitus said in a contemptuous tone as he referred to the 2nd year students.

"You are a professor, you are not meant to say such things." Ilan Nystrom the current rank 20 protested, causing the 1st years to shake their heads in pity.

"Minus 3000 points for interrupting me. Minus 3000 points for speaking without permission." Professor Tacitus said with an unchanged expression.

"…" Ilan wanted to protest about the point deduction, but on seeing the unfazed expression of Tacitus he quietly sat down.

'A scapegoat used as an example for the rest.' Blake inwardly laughed.

"Our main focus this semester would be creating real magic weapons."

"During the last semester, we learned about the integration method and using normal materials to forge magical items."

"This semester we would start with handling and processing magical materials that amplify the effects of certain arrays, especially elemental arrays." Professor Tacitus went ahead and gave the entire overview of the semester before ending the class and leaving through a warp gate.

'Classic professor Tacitus.' Blake wasn't surprised because, at the beginning of every semester, Tacitus never taught them anything in the first class.

'At this point, I feel like he really hates us and tries to spend as little time as possible with us.' Blake thought. "Or is there another reason we are not aware of?'

[Nah] The system and Blake said in unison.

"6k points for what?!" Ilan banged on his table in rage as he stood up.

Throughout an entire semester, an average student got a total of 50k points. So subtracting 6k points on the first day was a very big deal.

"Get the fuck out of my way!" Ilan shouted as both 1st and 2nd-year students scrambled to get out of his way, but unfortunately, a commoner had been pushed to the ground amidst the chaos.

"Didn't you hear me?! I said… get… the…fuck… out… of… my way!" Ilan said as he continuously stomped the head of the commoner.

'That's my cue.' Blake stood up and walked over to the noble.

"You think you can beat me just like those fools?!" Ilan Nystrom said in an excited tone because not only would he use Blake to vent out his anger, but he would use him to put the 1st year students in their place.

"I don't think, I know." Blake said with a smirk as he sized the red hair noble who had a similar physique to him but a bit shorter.

"I challenge you to a rank battle." Just before Ilan could attack, Blake clicked on his school badge to make the challenge official.

"Head to the battlefield if you want to watch." Instructor Zirrack who appeared in the classroom warped both of them to the school battleground.

The students who were in the classroom all looked at each other before swarming to the battleground.

On their way to the battleground, they spread the word about the event that was about to go down. Not only was this the first ranked match of the semester, but it was also Blake's 1st ranked match.

"Who do you think would win?" This was the question in the mouths of every student.

"Blake of course, didn't you watch the highlights of the team test where he wiped out teams of both 1st and 2nd-year students?"

"That was only because of the circumstances they were in. Most of his team wipes were ambushes."

Every student had their own opinions on the outcome of the match, but they could only wait and see the results of the battle about to go down.

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