How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 7

Chapter 7

“Oh come on, do you have a good head?”

“shut up.”

I am not happy at all, even when complimented. Compliments should be like compliments, but when you say it with a smirk, it seems like you’re making fun of me.

Above all, I was more concerned about the countless gazes that had been poured out on me earlier than the professor’s bonus points. Lina and Cecily were curious, but some eyes were never in favor.

I don’t know what will happen in the future, but it’s best to keep your mouth shut for now. As the applause gradually subsided, Professor Beerus began explaining in a relaxed voice.

“As Isaac student answered, knowledge is a weapon that can become power. For people, power is an inseparable relationship. Also…”

Unlike his presentation, his lectures continued to be boring. Still, I, of course, all the students focused on the professor’s lecture.

It was just boring like my previous college class, but it wasn’t useless. Besides, it made me realize that I was going to an academy that could only be in a fantasy novel.

When the professor’s lengthy explanation continued for about 30 minutes, a story that could draw everyone’s attention came out.

“Let me ask you a quick question here. Have you ever read a book called The Xenon Biography?”

“…yes?”

Why is my book being mentioned all of a sudden? While I was bewildered to myself, the professor gasped and coughed, and then he spoke again.

“I’m sorry. I misunderstood. Is there any student here who hasn’t read Zeno’s biography at least once?”

As soon as the professor asked the question, I looked around. No matter how popular Xenon’s biography is, maybe one or two out of 50 people aren’t interested.

However, as if all those predictions were my own, no one raised their hand.

‘no. really?’

It was confusing at first, but it’s not that I didn’t understand it. Even if it is a fantasy world where magic exists, this is still close to the Middle Ages. There will be very few cultures to enjoy in your spare time.

Smartphones, computers, and even televisions were not invented, so the things you can enjoy in your leisure life are extremely limited. Nobles would read books for their own education, so they would have naturally encountered Zeno’s biography.

When I think about it this way, there is no way to explain that I was born really well.

“Then the story will become easier. As you all know, Zeno’s biography is a work that appeared like a comet about a year ago. I couldn’t help but be amazed while reading this work. How much knowledge you have, the ability to create a world. do you have one?”

It’s been ubiquitous in a past life. Fantasy is there. If you mix the seasoning well, readers said that even a similar story would be interesting.

“How much more experience do you have to write this beautiful story? I’m sure the author of Xenon’s biography must have had experiences he could never have imagined as a criminal.”

…I just read a lot at home. However, the professor’s words are not completely wrong, I am a ‘reincarnated’.

Not only did I have a different experience in a different world, but I also came into contact with culture that I couldn’t even imagine. If this is an experience, it will be an experience.

Moreover, it is very easy to create a new story because it is easier to access stories created by other people, such as comics and novels.

“The most important thing is expressiveness and readability. I’m sure you all know the feeling of vividly replaying the scene in your head. You can imagine how much effort and research the author put into writing these sentences.”

If you compliment me like that, I feel ashamed. I almost smiled bitterly.

Wouldn’t you be stunned if you read the book I’ve written right now and see The Lord of the Rings or Sherlock Holmes?

I wonder what kind of impact it would have made if Tolkien or Conan Doyle had been reincarnated here.

Ah. Tolkien seems to be at a loss as his own worldview has become a reality.

“Writing an immortal masterpiece like Zeno’s biography is certainly difficult, but since the author of Zeno’s biography has already paved the way, it won’t be difficult to follow that path. However, knowledge and experience necessary to create a new world are essential.”

“Professor. May I ask you a question?”

As Beerus continued his explanation, someone raised his arm. She was sitting in the front row, she was a girl with auburn hair. She sat in the front seat and she couldn’t see her face.

No matter where she goes, there is no professor who doesn’t like questions, Professor Beerus asked her with anger.

“Of course. Your name?”

“My name is Leona.”

“Yes. Student Leona. What’s the question?”

When Leona got up from her seat, all kinds of gazes poured out around her. She continued, as she slurred and said what she wanted to say in a blunt voice.

“As the professor explained, Xenon’s biography went beyond novels and did not make a mark in the cultural world, so it suggested a new path. Thanks to this, it is still gaining unprecedented popularity.”

“right.”

“However, some critics are evaluating it this way. It is a book that can be read with fun regardless of class, but it is not enough to build culture. I would like to ask what your opinion is.”

I think I know roughly what she wants to say. When Xenon’s biography was a hit, most of it received favorable reviews, but a few criticized it.

Its contents are as follows, and even if it is inappropriate to build culture, it is inappropriate for a long time. I looked at it and laughed.

‘If you twist, they will use it as easily as me.’

As mentioned before, novels in this world are at the level of the SAT English problem. I don’t even know what it means, let alone the story, because all the words I’ve heard once in my life are gathered in one book.

Hearing Leona’s question whether the professor was well aware of that, he nodded.

“I understand what you mean. Like a student’s question, Xenon’s biography is easy to read, but there are people who hate it. But do you know that?”

“What?”

“The one thing that critics have in common is that they are novelists. Even before Zeno’s biography came out, they were the writers who had the highest recognition ‘only’ to aristocrats, not commoners. I am one of those people who will pass it on.”

He is a professor who emphasized only ‘only’. Professor Beerus took her gaze from Leona and, walking back and forth in front of the blackboard, explained in a relaxed voice.

“The reason why it was so popular with the aristocrats, not the commoners, is that most of the novels before were only read by nobles. For commoners, there were many difficult words, so it was almost decipherable. Twisting in this strange direction.”

“… …”

“However, Zeno’s biography is equipped with easy-to-read sentences and expressive power that even commoners can read easily. Zeno’s biography cannot be cultivated? It’s just nonsense. .”

The professor’s footsteps, who had been wandering here and there, just stopped. And finally he looked straight at Leona and asked her a question.

“Okay then, Leona student. I’m going to ask the opposite question.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“How many books did Leona read about Zeno’s biography?”

“I’ve read all of the most recent ones.”

Marie said the answer.

“Wow. I didn’t read the latest one either. How did he read it?”

“There must have been a way.”

Hearing Leona’s answer to what we were talking about, the professor nodded and said softly.

“Then what do you think of demons after reading Zeno’s biography?”

“… …”

Leona didn’t answer, and shifted her gaze towards Cecily where she was sitting. Cecily flinched slightly, not knowing she was going to be mentioned, but she looked straight into her eyes.

After a while, Leona, who had been facing Cecily for a few seconds, spoke bluntly as if she had understood.

“Sorry. I think I asked the wrong question.”

“No. That was a very sharp question. I’ll give Leona an extra point.”

“Thank you professor.”

Leona answered with a low and low voice even with an unexpected extra point. To those who don’t know him, he might think he’s like a robot.

“Anyway, in order to make certain knowledge completely on your own, you must first understand what that knowledge tells you. Zeno’s biography is an extremely advanced novel.”

hey You wrap up a novel you wrote as a hobby without thinking about it like that. If that’s a skill, it’s an ability.

In the meantime, the professor continued the lecture by mentioning Zeno’s biography halfway through, wondering if it was just the right thing to do. The students also began to listen to the professor’s lecture with more interest than before.

“Especially, what I want to say here is that you should never be arrogant even at the last minute…”

Along the way, the professor himself made up the meaning of the story that even I didn’t know. The trap is that the author himself wrote it without meaning.

A person who is too smart interprets an easy trap as more complicated than that.

So, from the middle, I listened and listened to the lecture with a bored expression on my face. Nimari, who is glancing beside her, is listening with twinkling eyes.

“Um… it’s slowly running out of time now.”

how much time has passed The professor checked his watch and announced that the end was approaching.

I don’t know, but I could hear a little sighing as it was quite fun for the students. Is it that much fun?

Professor Beerus said with a smirk, seemingly relieved by the sound of sighing.

“You don’t have to feel sorry for it too much, because you have a lot of time other than today.”

“What do other professors teach besides you?”

“History, theology, magic, medicine, administration, politics, philosophy, biology, etc. Each professor will teach you basic knowledge. Also, after this time, we will issue a timetable to you.”

“Is it all supposed to get good grades?”

One student asked the question in an anxious voice. It’s sure to give her a headache to hear them one by one. Should I say that it is running to the extreme of inefficiency?

Professor Hana Beerus shook his head in denial at the question.

“No. It doesn’t matter if you take the classes you want. However, you will need a certain score to avoid being paid.”

“Then you’re saying that you don’t have to attend a major you’re not interested in?”

“It doesn’t really matter. Professors will only focus on students who are interested in their lectures anyway. Instead, as I said before, it would be better to attend as many lectures as possible and get attendance points in order to secure more than a certain score.”

As explained earlier, students take common classes up to the second year, but if they can get a certain score, it means that they do not need to take classes they are not interested in.

Obviously, if you look at this alone, it is a system similar to the university of your previous life. The difference is that my major has been decided in advance even if I do not have to apply for courses separately.

Still, I was satisfied with the system as it was familiar to me.

“Now is the time. Nice to meet you, students.”

At the same time as the lecture was over, Beerus bowed his head and greeted him like a gentleman. Of course, it was an impressive lecture, so the students responded with applause.

Before long, Beerus left the classroom, and people who were supposed to be teaching assistants came in and handed out papers to the students. It seemed to be the timetable the professor had mentioned a while ago.

“Crazy. What is this?”

And as soon as I checked the timetable, I couldn’t help but be terrified. It doesn’t matter if the classes are tightly packed from 9 am to 5 pm, but the number of majors is huge.

No matter how many times you search for the same major, they are all different majors. Marie also licked her tongue and muttered in a troubled voice.

“It’s just useless. You mean you only need to get a certain score here? What major are you going to take?”

“…After hearing it all. There are so many that I don’t even know. First, I’m considering history, theology, and biology.”

While answering Marie’s question roughly, she stared intently at the timetable. The three subjects I spoke about were honestly confident. Because the wealth of knowledge I gained from books was stored in my head.

Of course, I would listen to a major I was not interested in and ignore it from now on, but there was only one thing I was worried about.

‘The score doesn’t matter, is there a group assignment here? Then it gets annoying.’

It was when I was looking at the tightly packed timetable with a serious expression.

“Mr Isaac?”

“yes?”

A woman’s voice, as if a jade marble was rolling, dug into her ears. So I took my eyes off the timetable and lifted my head.

And…

“You’re considering history, theology, and biology?”

Lina, who radiates a bright beauty like the sun, was looking at me with a smile on her face. There was a strong curiosity in her blue eyes.

Also, Cecily was standing next to her, looking at me with similar eyes, but not as much as Lina.

‘…bye bye.’

I will curse you. professor bastard.