The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 93 Overdraft
Jiang Hui was naturally pleased to sense that the attack was about to stop.

Is it finally going to end? Damn it, finally I don't have to be beaten anymore. Jiang Hui's tense nerves couldn't help but relax.

She stood up, intending to find where the instructor was, but unexpectedly...

A gunshot suddenly rang out in this almost static scene. It was naturally not as loud as the sounds of the chaotic battle just now, but it sounded particularly jarring against the backdrop of this silence.

After the previous round, Jiang Hui had unconsciously relaxed, no longer in that tense, vigilant, and ready-to-fight state. In fact, his mind seemed a little sluggish.

She could even feel that the attack was coming straight at her, fifty-seven meters... forty-seven meters... thirty-seven meters... seven meters! The speed was too fast. The opponent had calculated it precisely, firing when she was completely unprepared, and even predicting the moment and angle at which she might dodge, making it almost impossible for her to avoid.

Her pupils dilated, and her immense spiritual power expanded unconsciously, causing the entire world to seem to slow down infinitely in her eyes.

A tiny scratch on a distant boulder, the pungent smell of red fabric, the sensation of fingertips touching rough training clothes, the sound of the wind, and even the gradually spreading stench of blood in her throat... all her senses were amplified infinitely; she could even hear her own heartbeat slowly pounding inside her body.

Straight line distance 0.99 meters... Fixed axis... Northeast latitude 60°... 67° from the horizontal line... Distance 0.58 meters... Avoiding the target...

Jiang Hui felt as if her hands, feet, and body were being controlled, unable to move, not even to flick her fingertips. The next moment, she was driven by a power deep within her body, her entire waist pressing down in an incredible arc, her head tilting slightly inward.

...0.001 meters...the track has completely deviated from its fixed point...

Dodged.

A thought flashed through Jiang Hui's mind, and it became an almost certain conclusion.

She managed to dodge it.

However, her joy didn't last long; that moment of divine intervention seemed to have instantly drained all her energy. She remained motionless in that difficult backbend position—

"Thump!" The person who had just been incredibly agile and dodged the sudden gunfire with an extremely difficult posture collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Those who had just witnessed an extreme maneuver seemed to wake up from a dream, and the scene became extremely noisy.

The team leader and instructor, who had disappeared during the chaotic battle, suddenly reappeared on the field, carrying the student who had been unconscious at the beginning, and frowning as he looked at the disheveled students on the field.

"Everyone, get up. The simulated shooting exercise is over. Please check if any of the students around you are injured, and if so, help them to the temporary resting place ahead. Thank you all for your hard work."

The instructors seemed completely unsurprised by the current situation, clearly indicating they were also aware of it.

Some who were still unaware of the situation realized that this shooting exercise was also arranged by the school; no wonder the instructor hadn't been seen since earlier. If he had been there, everyone would have naturally sought his protection, rendering the simulation meaningless. Realizing they had been thoroughly manipulated by the school, the group felt utterly exhausted. Even after such a grueling long run, the school hadn't neglected their training at all, launching them without any prior notice—they had overestimated them.

Although they felt a slight sense of shame and annoyance at being tricked the moment they found out, they also knew that this was the school's right. After all, military training was designed to cultivate their spirit and experience the spirit of marching, and it couldn't possibly be without any ups and downs.

Besides, the school didn't actually injure them. But this is just too realistic; someone with a weak heart could be scared to death.

Moreover, this was clearly just a minor incident, and the journey would continue. There was no need for them to waste time here. Following the instructor's instructions, everyone set to work, starting to check on the situation of their classmates.

Actually, not many people were injured at the scene. Most were just covered in dust and dirt, with a conspicuous red tag on their clothes. Some had only suffered minor scrapes or falls during their dodges and escapes, resulting in minor injuries. Once they realized they were in a safe situation, they were able to move around on their own.

This group was the largest. Most of them were excluded from the shooting range after being hit by the red markings. After that, nothing dangerous happened. Most of them lay on the ground pretending to be dead, or some were still confused and didn't understand what was going on.

However, some people ran and dodged desperately, refusing to give in and bear such a mark on themselves.

So, overexertion naturally leads to problems, either exhaustion or injury due to improper maneuvers. There were three or four such people in the team; they were the only ones who had been running all over the field. Therefore, after the event, they were either lying motionless or had fainted.

Jiang Hui was the one who fainted. Several kind classmates came to help her up and called out to her for a while, but she still couldn't wake up.

The instructor, after performing basic first aid on another unconscious student, came to check on Jiang Hui and found it somewhat strange. Jiang Hui had virtually no obvious injuries, not even superficial cuts.

But the person just wouldn't wake up, and even when he gave the other person some medicine to replenish their strength, it didn't work. So the instructor judged that the person was mentally exhausted.

That's strange. Although the shooting did come somewhat suddenly, it was more of a test and training of immediate reaction, and didn't involve much mental exertion. How could the opponent have exhausted their own mental energy?
However, he was somewhat surprised to have witnessed the student's last-second, desperate dodge from the shadows.

Don't be fooled by the fact that she seemed to have simply made a flip; at such close range and with such tight firing range, it would have required considerable physical ability and reflexes, as well as a certain level of perception to do so.

Is she really a freshman? I wonder what her major is...

But that was just a thought. After all, he wasn't a permanent instructor at the school; he was just a non-commissioned officer temporarily transferred from the army by his superior to train students in general majors.

This task of assessing students' abilities was not within his purview. He was merely slightly curious.

Presumably, the performance here has already been transmitted back to the observation center for evaluation by the class teachers of each grade. Those who are meant to see it will naturally see it.

The most important thing now is to get these little rascals to a temporary place to rest for a while; it's been hard on them.

(End of this chapter)