Chapter 51.
<b>Chapter 51. Guiding a lost littlemb. (2/3)</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“A secret? What do you mean?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You cannot tell anyone about this secret though. If you do so, this ce will be much less effective.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Less effective? You’re saying being inside this ce has some sort of effect on people?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, inside this ce your abilities are elevated to new heights. The limiters imposed on our fleshy mortal bodies and minds are all released inside this room.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What! No way!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Shhh. Keep it down. This is a ce meant for silence. Can you not understand the serenity of this ce, child?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah. I’m sorry. But… it’s a bit hard to believe though. Isn’t that like magic or something? Magic doesn’t really exist, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“And who told you it didn’t exist?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because in reality, it’s all just smoke and mirrors, isn’t it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you see all those mystical looking stones over there, child?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I nonchntly pointed to the right where there were several rows of long ss disys with rocks and minerals inside.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mystical… stones?” His eyes sparkled enthusiastically at my carefully selected choice of words.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. They are all stones with very peculiar properties. You should not approach too close to them though, as your body will be overwhelmed by their power. Only those who are 15 years and up can withstand being near the mysterious forces those stones emit thanks to the shielding effect those enclosures provide. If someone younger than that were to approach too close their body would… well…” I closed my hand then opened it in a sh in front of the boy to imply what I meant. He’d be led to believe his body would suddenly explode or something even worse. I opted to let his imagination interpret it however he wished to.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, if it were not for those enclosures we wouldn’t even be able to remain in this room regardless of age so they must never be broken. Do you understand?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yes. But… how will this even help me though? Even if my abilities are heightened in here, once I leave won’t I return to normal?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, the trick here is that you will still retain the experience you gained while you were in this room even after you leave it. So although your temporarily heightened abilities may drop back to what they were before, the effectiveness of what you learned inside remains along with your experience.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“If you would like proof that this effect is real, how about we perform a little test. We will do the exact same test, two times consecutively. One will be at a location far enough from here that is outside the area of effect of this room, after that we will return to this room and you will do the exact same test. I will not mark the tests until after you’vepleted both. To ensure there is nothing fishy I will specifically write down the location the test was taken. That way you can rest assured that I don’t do something like swapping them out.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay, I understand.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Once he agreed we exited the room and walked through the underground tunnel system until we arrived at the university center. He was looking all about at the fresh new scenery, taking it all in while I remained indifferent to my surroundings and walked in front of him to lead the way.
<span style="font-weight:400">We took a seat at one of the tables. Though it was a Sunday, there were still small groups of students scattered about here and there. There would be people who asionally walked by. For the most part, it was quiet. During the week this ce would be noisy as hell. If it was too noisy then what I was about to do would be easily seen through. The reason I had to wait a full week to help this kid and cut it so close to the week of his tests was because it had to be on a Sunday where it wasn’t too noisy here, but it still had some degree of distractions. Enough that he wouldn’t think anything of it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now, here is the test that I’d like you toplete.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I’d prepared many tests for him to do today, but they were forter. This first one was a simple grade 7 math test.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Alright.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You can begin now. You have 60 minutes toplete it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Okay.”
<span style="font-weight:400">While he worked on the test I turned to the side andid down across the two seats on my side of the table. I did this to not disturb him and so he wouldn’t feel like I was pressuring or intimidating him during the test to do worse.
<span style="font-weight:400">I set an rm and took a short nap. When the rm went off I opened my eyes and sat back up.
<span style="font-weight:400">I told him his time was up and I took the paper and wrote down, ‘First test at university center’ on it.
<span style="font-weight:400">While we walked through the tunnels back to the small museum area I graded the paper. I didn’t allow him to see what he got right or wrong or his score yet.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once we arrived inside I had him sit down with his back to the Tyrannosaurus, his front facing the window outside.
<span style="font-weight:400">I handed him the exact same test but with the order of the questions scrambled.
<span style="font-weight:400">I left him to do his own thing while seated there. I sat around the right corner andid down. I didn’t take a nap this time as I needed to make sure he didn’t get near the ss disys.
<span style="font-weight:400">After another hour I stood up and put down the first test he took on the seat beside him where he could see it. I retrieved his second test paper and wrote down ‘Second test inside the mystical stone room’ in front of him at the top of the page so he could see. After that, I proceeded to mark his second test. It turned out exactly as I’d expected.
<span style="font-weight:400">The answers he came up with were different for some questions despite them being the exact same questions as the first test he took.
<span style="font-weight:400">I put the second test paper down in front of him and told him he could take a look at how he did on both attempts.
<span style="font-weight:400">The second he flipped both over at the same time and saw his grade his jaw dropped in shock. Utter disbelief was written all over his face. It was some sort of sorcery he thought.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What sort of trick is this? You must’ve marked things that were incorrect as correct. I won’t be deceived, that must be it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Look, these questions, answers, and solutions are all avable online. You can check them for yourself topare your answers to them. They’re all sourced from a reputable textbook too.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I showed him on my phone the PDF file linked from a website with many good reviews. I’d spent the week nning this out. Did this brat think I wouldn’t consider this problem?
<span style="font-weight:400">“But… but… I got 82% the first time and... 100% the second time? How is this even possible? Ah… the room, right. I forgot about the mystical stones. So they really do work after all?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course not, you idiot. You signed your soul away to the devil. The devil does not rely on nonsense like magic or mystical stones. The devil relies on lies and deceit.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes opened even wider, utter confusion swirling about in his head, unable toprehend the situation.
<span style="font-weight:400">“How then? What sort of trickery did you use? What lies? What sort of deceit could lead to a result like this?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The deceites in the fact of the time and ce. I can’t be bothered to go into too much detail, however, the problem that arose in your first location was the ce. There were distractions. Small groups of people talking quietly amongst themselves. Though they were not too loud, it was still enough to distract you. There was also the matter of people walking by in the background. Even if you were not looking at them, the fact that something was moving about in your peripheral vision is enough to distract your brain. It’s being used to process unnecessary information. The key here that I want you to take note of is pointless unnecessary information.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Pointless unnecessary information?” He repeated back for himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The next form of deception was to manipte your mental state into the ideal condition required for a test. When you came here, to this room, I’d created the idea that your abilities would be heightened. I rattled on about a bunch of mystical stones nonsense, I concocted and weaved a false narrative in your mind through the use of a story."
<span style="font-weight:400">"On a subconscious level, you believed you’d do better. This ce does not have any major distractions. It is dead silent. There is nature in front of you to help calm your nerves. There is a Tyrannosaurus behind you to embolden you and give you a sense of power. There are mystical stones that gave you confidence. In reality, though, there was only you. Just yourself, nobody else. There was no pointless unnecessary information here bogging your mind down like when you’re at school. Do you understand what I’m getting at?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What I came to teach you was not any sort of cheap tricks. The lesson you’re here to learn today is how to maintain the correct mentality when faced with a test. You’re here, not to learn the material, you’re here to practice writing tests while in the zone when your mind is at its peak condition.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“The problem was never in your academics or how smart you were, it was with your own mental block that was hindering your own ability from truly blossoming.”