The Villain Reborn as Game's Final Boss-Chapter 55: Woah

"Question sets—hundred credits." A seller with shiny new clothes held a banner advertising his shop.

"For guaranteed admissions, visit us." Another shouted.

"Really?"

One student chimed in.

"What’s the price?"

"Are you from the staff?" A petite girl asked.

"Wait, I have seen him before. Wasn’t he at the admissions there? Ah, what was the name aga—"

"Buy your future for only two hundred credits." An ambitious seller proudly shouted with a smirk on his not-so-good face.

"Oyy, you heard that."

A crowd began forming around the shop.

"Nah, that’s a scam."

One student barked.

"Then why are you going there?"

"..."

"Can you do it for one eighty credits?"

"Hey, answer me! You said it was a scam."

"Let me take the fall, you just focus on the test, my friend."

"Huh. Okay, thanks, I guess."

"One hundred ninety, last price. No negotiation!"

"One eighty-five." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"..."

The seller didn’t budge.

"Tsk, take one eighty-nine."

"Sure. Here, take the questions."

"Greedy bastard! And will they appear in the exams?"

"High probability."

"How much?"

The seller raised his index finger.

The nearby students all had a shocked expression.

"One hundred percent? Are you kidding me? I want it too!"

"No, me! Here, take the full price."

"Give me. Two hundred fifty credits."

"Damn, he’s rich."

"Nah, just stupid."

"Two fifty credits, deal done. Here, your future."

"So the probability’s hundred percent, right?"

"No." The seller said.

"Huh?"

"Ten percent."

The seller shook his head.

"One percent?" Another asked hopefully.

"Point one percent." The seller puffed his chest.

"Refunds?"

"..."

"..."

"This scammer."

"I told you!"

"Then why did you buy?"

"..."

"Huh?"

"Huh?!"

Similar things were happening all over the market.

Students had filled the entire area, moving towards the gates of the academy.

The entire city of Namda was owned by the academy.

Namda Academy.

The top institute in the entire world, built as a sign of peace among the various races living on the planet.

They say peace is achieved through strength, and that was what Namda actually signified.

Achieving strength.

The best instructors across the world worked here. They were elites in their respective fields, with rivals that could be counted on fingers.

And even those rivals taught here, so the quality wasn’t even a thing to be mentioned.

Known as the academy of the world, the city of Namda had received donations from all major powerhouses to sustain its economy.

The result being—it had prospered to become one of the most developed cities in the entire world.

Even the capital cities of many empires couldn’t rival the majesty of this place, where the future was trained.

Every major powerhouse always sent their heirs to learn at this very place.

This land was where the leaders of the future mingled with their subjects, treated as equals within the grounds of the academy’s jurisdiction.

And no single power, irrespective of their status in the world, could pressure any of the staff here into conducting acts of nepotism.

No matter the situation, the Namda Academy never bowed before anyone.

Each powerhouse kept the others in check by ensuring fairness at this institute.

But even in the case that any major powerhouse tried to influence the atmosphere here, they would be met with retaliation irrespective of the level of their crime.

A permanent ban on their entire bloodline, prohibiting them from being admitted here ever again.

And no one wanted to deprive their heirs of learning at such a premium institute.

Every powerhouse, even the small noble houses, had their own teaching institutes, but for obvious reasons, none could compete with the level of training that Namda provided to each of its students.

Also, the connections that could be formed here had more value than any other alliance made outside the bounds of the academy.

The bond that could be forged here was irreplaceable.

And that was the reason every noble house wanted their children to expand their influence, make more connections, and make their house even stronger once they inherited their respective thrones.

The market was currently filled with commoners, preparing their best for the test.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for every single one of them. If they got admitted, then they could learn at the best place with almost zero cost.

A life changer for many.

No. All of them!

Even if they didn’t get admitted to the academy and just passed the entrance test—

That itself was a huge achievement.

Many other academies across the world used these tests as criteria for their own admissions. And passing the test, even if barely on the line, meant direct admission to other academies which might be ranked lower but were some of the best academies nonetheless.

Scoring the basic marks to become eligible in itself meant having vast talent compared to the masses.

Even though Namda didn’t select all these students, other academies provided them with attractive scholarships to join them.

Many noble houses closely observed these tests to recruit potential talents from the masses.

The tests were also a sort of entertainment for nobles across the world, betting on the best talents they could find.

A sort of gambling den!

The cost to sponsor talents among the commoners who passed the entrance test but didn’t get selected was minimal for the nobles.

Other academies didn’t have the same ridiculous fees as Namda, as the resources they could provide students were equally insignificant compared to Namda’s resource muscles.

Each and every facility at the Namda Academy was top-tier in the entire world, with massive funds poured in to develop every inch of the academy.

A huge crowd had now formed outside the gates of the academy, with students waiting to enter what many called—the Sacred Grounds.

There was still a minute left for the tests to begin.

"Woah! This academy really is huge."

A student with a slim but athletic build commented, standing before the gates of the institute he had always dreamed of attending.

The nearby students all gave him a brief glance, his childlike, innocent yet positive energy elevating their moods.

"All the best, everyone!!"

The student spoke in a high-pitched voice, seeing the numerous people staring at him.

No one replied to him, but each of them felt their hearts lighter just hearing his voice.