Are there those born with innate knowledge?

In the Tower of Truth, on the eighth floor, which serves as a traditional monster leveling instance, Mike found no challenge. 

Upon entering the eighth floor, he immediately sensed something unusual. The area was eerily empty, devoid of any other participants except for NPCs. 

This suited Mike just fine; with too many people around, he wouldn't be able to use his Thunderclap Strike without drawing excessive attention.

Following the strategy laid out by the [Eye of Truth], Mike headed to the nearest leveling spot and began slaying monsters to accumulate a high Exploration Rate.

"Wind Fury!"

"Thunderclap Strike!"

"..."

Lightning strikes rained down, and monsters fell in heaps. On a distant hillside, an old man in blue robes, leaning on a cane, watched someone grinding through monsters and couldn't help but remark, "The young ones these days are far more formidable than we were."