Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

As the days unfolded, a month slipped away in a blur of activities, challenges, and camaraderie at No. 3 High School. The once unfamiliar surroundings had gradually transformed into a place Caleb could now call a temporary home. The rhythm of school life had become a familiar melody, and the initial disorientation had given way to a sense of belonging.

In terms of academics, Caleb had managed to understand the intricacies of various subjects thanks to his soul power, each teacher leaving a unique imprint with their teaching style and quirks. Old Man Hachi, the history teacher with a penchant for scandalous tales, continued to regale the students with stories that straddled the line between fact and fiction.

Erina's combat classes had intensified, each session bringing forth new challenges and opportunities for growth. Caleb further honed his combat skills. Caleb just treats the VR as a playground, though.

As for academic and school stuff, Caleb had also forged connections with his classmates. He'd become well-acquainted with their names, personalities, and idiosyncrasies. Fatty's affable nature and penchant for gossip had made him an unexpected ally in obtaining some useful and not-so-useful information about the social landscape. Mei had also become his sparring partner in combat classes. At least, the latter knows how to fight. Of course, Caleb didn't dare to use 10% of his strength or else he might accidentally injure Mei. The difference in strength was just too damn great.

Caleb's interactions with Zhou had maintained a delicate balance between indifference and occasional snarky remarks. The underlying tension between the two had not dissipated entirely. Well, Caleb could just kill Zhou with a glance, but he feels that he hasn't reached that point yet.

Beyond the classroom walls, Caleb had grown more comfortable with his family. The initial awkwardness had given way to a sense of comfortableness. Mei's family, as well, had welcomed Caleb into their fold.

As the month drew to a close, a sense of tension hung in the air. The impending Beast Tide loomed on the horizon, casting a shadow over the City of San Fernando and the school. Rumors and speculations buzzed among the students, heightening the sense of urgency.

The teachers, aware of the imminent threat, had intensified their preparations. Zhuge's combat classes had taken on a more rigorous edge as he drilled the students into various defensive and offensive strategies. Old Man Hachi, in his characteristic style, had reminded the students of tales of past Beast Tides, emphasizing the importance of teamwork and willpower.

Furthermore, the students of No. 3 High School found themselves thrust into a whirlwind of preparations. The school, once a haven of routine, had transformed into a bustling training ground where every waking moment was dedicated to honing their skills.

Under Professor Zhuge's watchful eye, combat classes had evolved into rigorous training sessions. The imminent threat of the Beast Tide demanded a heightened level of readiness, and Zhuge spared no effort in imparting crucial strategies to the students. He drilled them on proper positioning, emphasizing the importance of micro-movements that could mean the difference between victory and defeat.

The students learned to discern the subtle cues of the battlefield, understanding when to advance and when to retreat. Teamwork became the cornerstone of Zhuge's teachings, as he molded the students into a cohesive unit capable of facing the demon beasts.

He didn't really want students at their age to participate. But there was just no way. Every manpower is needed to face the beast tide.

Erina, the instructor for the weapon class, added another layer to their training. She delved into the art of wielding an array of weapons, each with its unique strengths and intricacies. From the elegance of a sword to the brutal efficiency of an axe, Erina instilled in them the versatility of treating their entire body as a weapon.

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The weapon class became a strange symphony of clashing blades, the echoes reverberating through the training facility repeatedly in the span of a month. Erina's guidance extended beyond the physical aspects of combat; she emphasized the mental fortitude required to wield a weapon effectively. Discipline, focus, and adaptability were woven into every lesson.

Amidst the grueling training sessions, bonds among the students deepened. Fatty's infectious humor became a source of comfort, offering moments of relaxation in the midst of intense drills.

Caleb, despite his penchant for solitude, found himself gradually opening up to the dynamics of the group. The collective effort required to face the Beast Tide had forged connections that transcended the initial boundaries of indifference.

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The tension in No. 3 High School reached its zenith as Professor Zhuge gathered the students for a crucial discussion about the impending Beast Tide. The mood reflected the nervous energy and Caleb's classmates fidgeted with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They exchanged uneasy glances, aware that the dangers waiting for them were beyond anything they had faced in their life and training. This is not virtual shit anymore!

In the midst of the discussion, Professor Zhuge's phone buzzed with an urgent call. His expression shifted as he answered.

"Yes, we're prepared. We'll head to the border immediately," Zhuge spoke into the phone, his voice commanding.

The government's call had come, summoning the school's formidable combat instructor and his students to the border of San Fernando, Pampanga. The beasts were coming, and the battle to defend the city was imminent.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

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An hour passed, and students went from the confines of the school to the outskirts of the city. The reality of the Beast Tide sank in as they gazed upon the cityscape, a canvas that would soon bear witness to the clash between humanity and the encroaching Beast Tide.

Caleb stood at the edge of the group, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The anticipation of testing his fused abilities made him look forward to it. He felt a surge of readiness, also a whim to protect his family. While he had no intention of sacrificing his life for them, the safety of his family in this world was still on the list of his priorities. After all, they are his foothold in this world.

His classmates, however, were a blend of nerves and determination.

'This is just a warm-up for me...'

As a transcendent, Caleb felt a lot more confident.