The Tutorial Is Too Hard Novels & Stories

I'm not naturally academically gifted. No matter how hard I push myself—staying up until three in the morning only to drag myself out of bed at six—I can barely keep my grades somewhere in the middle of the class. For most of my school life, no one pays much attention to me. That changes three months before the college entrance exam. One day, my homeroom teacher, Victoria Bennett, calls class president Ethan Sterling and me into her office without warning. She looks at me sternly, asking, "Did you cheat off Ethan during this month's exam?" I shake my head. "No." Victoria turns to Ethan. "What do you have to say?" Ethan quietly chuckles. "I was focused on my own test, so I didn't re

“Same lean. Same trust.” He nodded like what I said made perfect sense. Then he tried to copy me and almost fell again. I grabbed his sleeve before he would eat ice. “Stop thinking so hard,” I told him. “Feel it.” He looked at me with those soft hazel eyes and smiled. “Easier said than done.” We kept going. I showed him how to drop his shoulder and push harder off the inside edge. He listened like every word was gold. When he finally nailed one clean crossover his whole face lit up.

Nate Me: If by chance I want to, what do I do? Oat: you know that you need to do a cleaning process so you don't run the risk of having some surprises Me: I know that but I don't know how to do it exactly Oat: I'll send you some videos later, don't forget the condom And most importantly the lubricant Me: Right tell me something, does it hurt a lot? Oat: it hurts a little at first, then the pain subsides

"Oh, I see. So, what we gonna do? I don't have flour. Should I buy?" "Can you?" "Sure. I will be quick." He says and immediately removes his apron. "Okay," I say, then he exits the kitchen and leaves his unit. As soon as he left, I get my phone and watch the tutorial again. It was then I know, it was really different from the tutorial, what we did was very different from the tutorial I watched. Oh goodness! I need to search for other steps that have flour used. And I found one. Thank goodness!

The directions said to pull open the keyboard and hit the enter button once, and as I tapped the button, the screen lightened up and a green line blinked at the top of the screen, waiting for me to input something. “Dr. Richards wrote down a really complicated kind of algorithm that’s supposed to tell the machine exactly what to do with the cure. I’ll reach it out loud and you type it out, but don’t hit enter when you’re done. We’ll go through it a second time to make sure we didn’t mess up. Okay?” “Got it,” he said, trading me places.

Xiao Yao said mocking the user a bit, after all, achieving a perfect ranking is only possible in the tutorial. "Tutorial? I didn't have a tutorial, when I woke up in the middle of the war of some ancient empire with the sword stuck in my belly the system I was given announced the mistake of being sent there... Well, it's a long story, I did it win and the lord god apparently to apologize let me have the maximum score. I'm the only SSS rank user, of course, I stole the core of that world, and I was going to destroy... Cough... Cough... well, that's it”

[You have received a virtual license for the following mech: Kezia Armaments Fantasia 2R. [You have received a virtual license for the following component: Maxodron Gemini twin rear ejection energy booster.] "Really?! You're giving me the same stuff I've been torturing myself for three entire days?" [You have received a new mission. Please read the details in the Missions page.] Mission: Tutorial Part 2 - Your First Sale Prerequisites: Completed Tutorial Part 1 You cannot call yourself a proper mech designer if your design isn't used. Please endeavor to sell a mech based on your first design.

I'm trying my best to focus and learn something from this course on how to fight better, but my heart was just not in it. Eric is a very precise person and would point out certain movements to correct them as soon as I did them, and now as I perfect my split on the ground with my forehead touching my leg. I am being instructed to spend half of the training trying to wake up all my body's flexibility by stretching when the usual attendants walk in.

In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

After being abroad for five years for work, I followed the address given by my boyfriend, Gavin Hayes, and arrived at what was supposed to be our future home. The door swung open, and a young woman stood there holding a child in her arms. “Who are you looking for?” Before I could even gather myself from the shock, she spoke again. “A colleague of my husband Gavin, are you? “Did he trouble you with dropping off food for me? “I’ve told him countless times. It’s my second pregnancy—he really needs to stop getting so worked up over it.” She stepped back, then invited me inside. “Why don’t you come in and sit for a bit?” Watching her beam with joy, all I could think of was Gavin’s promise to take