The Summoning Genius of the Necromancer School
The teleportation of all 961 first-year students was completed.
And as the island survival began, chaos erupted.
"Ahhh! Bugs! Bugs! Bugs!"
"Why are you touching the beehive, you crazy fools!"
"Can I eat this? Why is my arm breaking out in hives?"
Panic ensued.
Seventy percent of the first-year students were high-ranking nobles.
They were not accustomed to jungles or islands, let alone stepping outside their well-tended gardens at home.
Suddenly, they found themselves dropped onto an island with a tropical rainforest climate.
It was only natural for chaos to break out in every direction.
Everyone had come with some mental preparation.
The resolve to sleep outdoors, the acceptance of not being able to wash, the willingness to eat monster meat.
But when they actually landed in the jungle, everything exceeded their imagination.
"...... Hah."
It had already been thirty minutes since the survival evaluation began.
Mei Lin stood there with a stiff expression.
She thought her situation was slightly better than the others.
Thanks to Dick, she had quickly gathered relevant information, and she had even learned survival skills from Hong Peng over the weekend, preparing herself as best as she could.
As she mustered her courage to take a step forward, the grass underfoot crunched, and a swarm of ants poured out.
"Ah!"
She yelped and instinctively stepped back.
As the ants appeared, centipedes with dozens of legs sprang out, starting to devour the ants.
Mei Lin's body stiffened like stone.
'......
I really can’t move an inch.'
The physiological limits stemming from her sheltered upbringing were unavoidable.
Just as she was about to flee and pressed her back against a tree, she noticed fire ants crawling up her shoulder, just five seconds too late.
"Ahhhhh!"
The other students were in a similarly grim situation.
Of course, they had not come unprepared.
The survival island was a well-known annual event at Kizen, and the students thought the key points of this evaluation were 'monster hunting' and 'battles between Kizen students.' They had focused solely on enhancing their combat abilities, but it didn’t take long for them to realize that was a mistake.
In these dire conditions, the students took one action.
"Let’s work together!"
"We're going to make it through this!"
The instinct to group together.
It was scary to be alone, so they huddled together.
Since everyone started with zero points, there was little fear of betrayal at the beginning.
Thus, several students formed groups and began to brainstorm solutions collectively.
Especially if there was even one commoner among the groups, they became the best leaders in this situation.
"...... What are you all doing?"
Lauren, a commoner from Class B, placed her hands on her hips, looking unimpressed.
Behind her, grown noble boys clung to each other, pressed against a tree.
In front of them, a worm was wriggling by.
"Someone get rid of that!"
"Nanny! Nanny!"
Already, some young masters were calling for their nannies.
The unfamiliar environment, the hot and humid weather, the threats from disgusting bugs and monsters.
Maintaining their condition in such terrible circumstances made them quickly hungry.
It seemed Kizen was aware of this, as supplies began to rain down.
A magic circle unfolded in the sky, and supplies started to drop from within it.
"Over there!"
"Let’s go!"
Seeing the magic circle, the students rushed towards it, all at once.
"Pant, pant, we made it!"
"We're in first place......!"
But just as they broke through the dense foliage and reached an open hill, they saw more than twenty students waiting for the supplies, looking around cautiously.
'What is this!'
'......
The competition is fierce.'
"Get lost."
At that moment, a particularly large student stomped up the hill.
"If you don’t want to die."
Hector Moore from Class A.
At the appearance of this named student, several students hesitated and stepped back.
Just then, a boy leaning against a rock chuckled.
"Kid, you’re really full of yourself. Are you the young master of the Moore family?"
A slender man with yellow-dyed hair covering his left eye held a long stick of unknown purpose in his hand.
Hector’s expression twisted.
"Special admission number ten. Malcolm Randolph."
"Oh, come on. It’s been over a month since we enrolled, and you’re still going on about special admission?"
"The last one to board the train has a long tongue."
Malcolm’s eyebrows twitched.
Special admission was limited to only ten students.
Among them, the last member, number ten, was often mocked as 'the last one to board' or 'the latecomer' among the students.
Of course, very few would dare to say that directly in front of Malcolm.
"You’re in Class A, right?"
Malcolm spat on the ground and stood up.
"Is that 'number one' in your class not managing the kids?"
This time, Hector’s eyebrows twitched.
"Forget the supplies; I’ll deal with you first."
"Oh, I’m so scared~ Go ahead if you can."
The two activated their cores and charged at each other.
The clash of named students erupted with a thunderous sound that echoed across the island.
Not only here, but battles over supplies were breaking out simultaneously.
While the random 'artifacts' included in the supplies were needed, the most important reason was, of course, food.
"I'm hungry."
"...... Should I really roast a monster?"
Thus, on the first day of the island survival, while the students were thrown into confusion, one boy stood out.
Dragging along one shoulder filled with vines, wood, herbs, and fruits, and in the other hand, he pulled along a monster's leg.
His face was smeared with crushed fennel to avoid bug bites, and he wore boots on his legs.
'Wow, is he a native?'
'What a sight.'
The students looked on in astonishment.
It had only been a few hours since they arrived, yet he appeared completely acclimated.
'I heard there’s nothing to eat here.'
Simon smiled as he placed the materials into his spatial pocket.
'There’s so much! It’s a paradise of ingredients!'
Simon roamed around, gathering fruits, herbs, edible beasts or monsters, sturdy branches, and materials.
'Does he know the jungle well?'
'Is he a treasure hunter?'
While they might not have noticed it outside, Simon’s laboring figure inspired envy among the students.
A few students approached him, seemingly entranced.
"Hey, do you want to join our team? We can handle the fighting."
"If you’re okay, come with us..."
With a smiling face, Simon shook his head.
"Sorry, but I plan to spend the first day alone."
He firmly rejected all offers, holding an axe in his hand as he poked at a large plant in front of him.
Crack!
The plant split open, revealing a sweet fruit.
Simon collected it and continued on his way.
Some students, seeing what Simon was doing, approached the plant with the fruit.
When they tapped its body, suddenly, like a carnivorous plant, its leaves split open and engulfed the student.
"Is this how you do it?"
"Ahhh! You crazy idiot! Don’t just stand there, do something!"
Only those who foolishly followed ended up getting hurt.
From then on, Simon’s movements were unimpeded.
He walked while gathering all the useful materials from the island along with his skeletons.
"Oh, I can get this here."
Simon pulled up a large number of floating plants from the stream.
These were called buoy plants, which could withstand a person stepping on them while floating on water.
He also collected wild coconuts filled with moisture and sorghum that could be used as spices.
And most notably, what was strange about Simon’s movements was that while the majority of students were heading towards the center of the island, Simon was walking towards the sea.
It was a movement in the opposite direction.
[Hey, boy.]
Pier felt a question arise about that point.
[Your determination to search the Big Room is commendable, but isn’t this too far from the center?]
"It’s fine."
Simon smiled.
"I’ll catch up to everyone in one go tomorrow."
[......?]
As he moved in the opposite direction from the other students, the number of people dwindled, and traces of students began to disappear.
Conversely, monster attacks became more frequent.
Of course.
Thud!
The island's monsters were no match for Simon’s summoned creatures.
Thanks to his training with Pier, Simon could control four undead at the same time.
'This time it’s a level two monster, the Lacker.'
A monster resembling a leopard with a long snout and six legs charged at him.
As Simon flicked his finger, a skeleton holding a shield rushed forward and collided with it.
"Leg."
Then, a skeleton wielding a spear thrust its spear through one of the monster's legs, piercing it.
"Arrow."
An arrow from a skeleton archer lodged itself in the monster's eye.
Blood flowed from its eye, obscuring the Lacker's vision.
"Flank."
One skeleton dove in from the side and swung its sword.
The sword sank deep into the monster's neck, and it collapsed.
"Nice, good job."
Clap.
Clap.
The skeletons shook their weapons, celebrating their victory.
Simon approached and crouched in front of the dead monster's corpse.
As he placed a tongue pad against it, the monster's magical energy was absorbed, and his points increased by two.
"I can’t eat this either. Let’s go."
Watching this, Pier’s clone grinned.
Simon’s control over the skeletons was improving more and more.
Thus, Simon left the jungle and arrived at the beach.
It was a place with a small dock.
Minions were moving cargo, and two instructors were guarding the area.
"What’s going on?"
One of those instructors was someone Simon had a bad history with.
Instructor Brad from the Martial Arts Department frowned and said, "Why is a student here? This area is off-limits to students. Get lost."
Brad waved his hand dismissively.
Simon forced a smile and lowered his head.
"Or what?"
Brad thumped his chest with his fist.
"Are you short on students and want to challenge me?"
"I’ll pass. Take care~"
Simon neatly declined and left.
He moved away from the beach and headed towards a dense forest.
'If that person is here, it should be around this area.'
As Simon looked around, he discovered a place where spider webs were stretched out, connected like a path.
Following it, he reached a large spider web spread at the end of his destination.
On it lay a bracelet.
That was the spatial bracelet.
"It’s time for us to meet, Pier."
[Hehehe!]
Simon carefully surveyed the surroundings just in case.
Above the island, magical devices known as 'Observers' from the Kizen headquarters were flying around, checking the situation.
Since this island evaluation involved all first-year students, the tests were directly overseen by Kizen headquarters rather than the professors.
'Okay.'
Since there were hardly any students around, he didn’t see any observers.
Confirming that there were no watching eyes, Simon put the bracelet on his arm.
Then, he clenched his fist three times, and the spatial pocket of the bracelet opened in the air.
[Hahaha! I’ve been waiting a long time!]
And out of it sprang forth a legion of skeletons, including Pier.
The legion appeared in Kerasem.