Take the example of lying prone with a gun in the water. In the army, orders are absolute—when a command is given, you must drop down without the slightest hesitation. But Henry Brooks is different. Every time he hears the order, Henry Brooks immediately makes the move to lie down. However, at the very instant before entering the water, Henry Brooks's body always twists uncontrollably in midair a few times, and the loud splash and noise that would normally occur are minimized, with the movement itself losing much of its forceful impact.

However, in the eyes of Instructor Hack, this kind of movement looks extremely awkward. First, the action isn’t crisp or decisive enough; second, as a soldier, it’s as if he’s afraid to lie down in the water—compared to others, the splash Henry Brooks makes is clearly different; and finally, Henry Brooks has too many unnecessary movements, making him half a beat slower than everyone else. No matter how many times he’s corrected, he just can’t get it right.

Moreover, no matter what, Henry Brooks is now a human being. For a human body to perform many familiar animal movements is practically impossible. But Henry Brooks's soul has only just awakened and is still in the process of adapting, so the movements he makes are even more uncomfortable to watch. To put it bluntly, it’s downright unpleasant.

It’s not just one movement—almost all his actions have this problem. In Instructor Hack's eyes, there’s only one conclusion: Henry Brooks has issues with his motor reflexes. If that’s the case, then no amount of punishment will help. In private, Instructor Hack has discussed this with the base’s military doctors. But based on the physical exam records from enlistment and the results of recent detailed checkups, the doctors concluded that Henry Brooks's motor nerves are perfectly fine.

As a result, in Instructor Hack's mind, these awkward movements of Henry Brooks became deliberate laziness and a challenge to his authority. The punishments grew increasingly severe. But what pleased Instructor Hack was that when it came to punishment, Henry Brooks completed every requirement to the letter. Whether it was because running is a simple action, or because Henry Brooks is naturally passionate about running, there was never anything to criticize during punishment.

Henry Brooks himself was aware of these issues and was working hard to adapt and control them. However, with memories of countless reincarnations, it’s not so easy to correct. This kind of instinctive memory was fine when he was a plant—he couldn’t move and didn’t need to adapt. But as an animal, he always had to adjust to the instinctive memories of different creatures, often taking several months to adapt. There were even times when his body couldn’t handle the drastic difference in instinctive memories, leading to premature death.

“Henry Brooks!” Instructor Hack's booming voice rang out again by his ear. Looking up, Instructor Hack's big face was less than a fist’s distance away. Staring at him, Henry Brooks really wanted to punch him and send him flying. Although Henry Brooks didn’t dare act arrogant in other areas, lately he hadn’t been modest about his physical strength. He was confident that, among the entire Third Squad and even the instructors, no one could match his strength.

“Damn it, are you even listening to me?” The loud-voiced instructor showed no fear of suddenly losing his voice, still roaring in that standard military volume. To actually zone out during a face-to-face lecture—Instructor Hack was getting angry.

“Reporting, Instructor, yes!” Henry Brooks didn’t dare slack off and answered quickly.

“Then repeat what I just said!” The furious tone gave Henry Brooks a very bad feeling.

“……” Henry Brooks couldn’t repeat it. What flashed through his mind was, “Are you even listening to me?” But his remaining rationality warned him not to say it, or he’d be in serious trouble. He was already prepared to do another ten laps as a warm-up.

After glaring fiercely at Henry Brooks, for some reason, Instructor Hack actually showed mercy for the first time and let him off. Henry Brooks didn’t dare get cocky, quickly pulled himself together, and started listening carefully to the instructor’s lecture.

“The key points for using the energy assault rifle are…” Instructor Hack began explaining to everyone again. Weapon handling is crucial—whether Instructor Hack let Henry Brooks off because of this, or because the Third Squad was already topping two leaderboards and he didn’t want his squad to become even more famous, no one knew. In any case, even the other teammates felt that Henry Brooks had incredible luck this time.

Actually, using firearms is quite simple. As long as you learn how to install and maintain the energy cells, and combine the basic three-point aiming method with the microcomputer calibration in the tactical helmet, no one would use it incorrectly. For these paramilitary enthusiasts, mastering the use of the Strong Crossbow-2 assault rifle was no more difficult than Henry Brooks running a kilometer under normal gravity with no time limit.

During the lunch break, everyone congratulated Henry Brooks, teasing him about whether he’d given Instructor Hack some kind of bribe. To make such an obvious mistake and not get punished—this was truly an old-fashioned “Arabian Nights” tale! Henry Brooks himself didn’t understand why Instructor Hack had let him off.