The instructor on stage looked over—it was Captain Robert Scott, the officer in charge of military discipline at the academy, whom Brian Carter had called a devil three years ago. The look in Robert Scott’s eyes toward Brian Carter clearly showed a sense of disappointment. But after a moment, Robert Scott sighed, waved his hand in a somewhat disheartened manner, and said, “Go sit in your seat! You can keep your exam qualification, but you’ll lose ten points on all practical subjects!”

  “Heh! Losing ten points—do you think he’ll be able to graduate this year?”

  “Probably impossible, right? If someone like him can graduate, then there’s no justice in the world. I think he should just stay in the academy for the rest of his life.”

  As he walked down the aisle, he heard his classmates whispering among themselves.

  Brian Carter curled his lips in dissatisfaction. Cursing that I won’t graduate? Do I really have such a deep grudge with you all?

  Although he muttered this under his breath, Brian Carter knew in his heart that his special privilege of not having to stay overnight at the academy, along with the many classes he’d missed this academic year, had already caused these classmates—who were originally several years below him—to accumulate a lot of resentment.

  “—That’s not necessarily true. Do you know his other nickname? The Chief Student Killer! In the past three years, every chief and runner-up student who had to face him in a combat subject lost to him, and all were complete defeats. I heard that since he entered the academy, he’s never lost a single combat exam! Otherwise, why do you think the instructors indulge him so much? Honestly, I kind of admire him. George drew him this time—it’s going to be tough—”

  The George he mentioned was sitting right across from Brian Carter, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes. His full name was George Washington, this year’s chief student, a twenty-three-year-old youth.

  Don’t be surprised! With the advancement of medical technology, human evolution, and the spread of ancient martial arts and health practices, the average human lifespan now ranges from 250 to 400 years, and there are even people over 700 years old in this world.

  —Before the age of thirty, you’re still considered a minor.

  Brian Carter’s soul came from the twenty-first century, so this concept was hard for him to accept. But since the whole world and everyone around him saw it this way, he had no choice but to go along with it. Fortunately, although the law defined adulthood as thirty, it also recognized that sixteen-year-olds already had independent thinking abilities.

  “Brian Carter, I’ve heard of your reputation—”

  George looked up, his face stern. “The day before yesterday, Senior Peter Wright called me and told me to be especially careful of you. And Alec, he also lost to you in the last exam, and just now he told me not to underestimate you. I don’t know how you managed to defeat them, but this time, you won’t be so lucky. I swear I’ll give it my all—”

  Peter Wright was Brian Carter’s classmate two years ago, the undisputed chief student and genius of that year. It’s said that in the army, he’s already close to qualifying as a destroyer captain, but during their three years as classmates, Peter Wright lost to him seven times out of seven, never winning once. As for Alec, he was his opponent in the midterm exam six months ago, the runner-up student, with grades in every subject just behind George.

  Strangely enough, in the past six years, every opponent he drew lots for was either the chief or the runner-up of that year. Who knows if there’s some inside story behind this. Fortunately, the simulated combat scores aren’t determined by victory or defeat, but are evaluated by the computer and instructors based on the cadet’s judgment, orders, and overall performance during battle. Otherwise, these people’s scores would probably fall far behind everyone else because of him.

  Brian Carter smiled awkwardly, couldn’t be bothered to reply, and simply put on the holographic helmet for the combat simulator.

  With a slight sting at his temple, his vision darkened, and he immediately entered a vast, boundless space. He was seated in the captain’s chair of a cruiser, with several computer-simulated NPCs nearby, busily pretending to work.

  Brian Carter took a deep breath, and the true energy in his dantian surged into his brain once again.

  When he first arrived in this world, the duration he could maintain his precognition ability was quite limited. Fortunately, as his internal strength increased, the duration gradually lengthened. Now, with his fourth-stage earth-level internal strength, he could barely maintain precognition for about ten minutes.

  Today’s combat subjects, including computer-simulated battles, totaled six. Even with the time to recover his internal strength during breaks, he could only last eighteen minutes.

  So, no matter what, he had to defeat the opponent in front of him—the so-called chief student George—within four minutes!

  ……

  “—Heh, please have a seat, both of you!”

  In the principal’s office on the seventeenth floor of the main building of Green Shade Military Academy, Jason Foster wore a beaming smile as he shook hands with the two people in front of his desk one by one. “I heard a few days ago about the director of Snow Eagle Security, Emily Thompson Miss Thompson, a beautiful and talented woman of outstanding ability. So young, yet already running a company worth tens of billions so successfully. I was a bit skeptical before, but now that I’ve met you, I see the rumors are true—”