Achilles said, "You have already found your armor energy. Now, begin circulating the armor energy." Henry Bennett hesitated again, "Armor energy is supposed to circulate in the blood vessels, but the heart of the evolutionary battle armor is separate from my own heart. How do I get the armor energy into my blood vessels?" Achilles cursed, "Are you brainless? I already told you that what that useless teacher taught you is wrong. Why do you still think armor energy must circulate in the blood vessels?"

Henry Bennett was scolded into silence. Achilles grumbled, "I'll only teach this once, so you better remember!" That burning heat, like fire, flowed out from the heart of the evolutionary battle armor, circulating along a strange route. Henry Bennett didn't know exactly what that route was, but he was certain it was definitely not the blood vessels.

As he was distracted, Achilles's angry voice rang out again, "You blockhead, I already said I'll only teach this once. If you can't remember, don't come begging me!"

Henry Bennett hurriedly cleared his mind and focused on memorizing that route.

That burning armor energy passed through his heart, then wound into his lungs, exited the lungs, circulated once through the liver, spleen, and kidneys, and then returned to his heart, before moving into the evolutionary battle armor's heart located at the back side of his own heart.

It sounded simple, but the actual process was extremely complex. The entire route was winding and twisting, and if he wasn't careful, he'd go off track.

Achilles said, "Try running it yourself. I'll watch you." Henry Bennett agreed, and under the supervision of this strict teacher, he tried to guide that burning armor energy from the evolutionary battle armor's heart, circulating it once along the route he had just learned.

Along the way, he made mistakes several times. Achilles fully demonstrated his scolding skills—every time Henry Bennett made a mistake, he was berated so harshly that he almost believed he was the worst, most talentless student in the universe.

However, the scolding was worth it. Henry Bennett finally learned this circulation route. Achilles said, "Alright, practice this route until you're proficient. I'll teach you other routes later. Don't bite off more than you can chew." Henry Bennett was surprised, "There are other routes?" Since blood circulation only has one route, Henry Bennett naturally thought armor energy circulation would only have one as well.

This earned him another round of Achilles's scolding, "You single-celled brain creature, I've told you countless times, what that useless teacher taught you is completely wrong. Why can't you remember? I, Achilles, a hero for a lifetime, how did I end up with a student like you..."

Henry Bennett quickly surrendered, "Alright, alright, I was wrong, it's my fault, is that a crime? Please just let me off..."

He had other questions for Achilles, "Why was my evolutionary battle armor able to cover my whole forearm yesterday, but today it's only the size of a glove?" Achilles replied impatiently, "Does evolution not require energy? Yesterday it absorbed that crystal, and today it has evolved. Didn't you notice its appearance is different from yesterday? Evolution consumes energy, so naturally its size shrinks. As long as you don't slack off and train diligently, it will grow back soon enough."

That night, Henry Bennett completed nine armor energy circulation cycles. He wanted to keep training, but Achilles stopped him, "Training must be done in moderation. Haste makes waste. This is your first time training—nine cycles is enough. Go to sleep now, you still have school tomorrow."

……

Henry Bennett walked across the school lawn, enduring the strange looks coming at him from all directions. In those gazes, there was admiration, sympathy, pity, and schadenfreude...

The incident with Gregory had already spread. Everyone was surprised that a freshman could seriously injure a third-year expert like Gregory, but they also knew about Gregory's family background. It was likely this freshman would soon be expelled from the academy. Some insightful people lamented that such a promising student would be ruined like this, but there were also quite a few who took pleasure in his misfortune—mostly third-year students, since one of their own had been beaten by a first-year, which was humiliating.

David Clark rushed up from behind, "Hey, you're a newsmaker now: you put the education minister's son in the hospital for a month!" Henry Bennett was shocked—he hadn't realized that single strike of his was so powerful, putting a level-three evolutionary warrior in the hospital for a month.

With David Clark by his side, Henry Bennett let out a long sigh of relief. Being stared at by so many people alone was really uncomfortable. The two of them walked past the school's administration building. In an office on the third floor, two people watched them through a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Vice Principal Gilbert stood to the side, inwardly complaining. That old fox had slipped away, leaving this difficult person for him to deal with. He cautiously said, "Minister, should I give the order to expel this student right away?" The person standing next to him was none other than the Minister of Education of Giant 6, his direct superior, Glenn.

"No." Glenn, with an expensive cigar in his mouth, his eyes narrowed to slits amid swirling smoke, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his gaze, said, "Keep him in the academy and have him participate in the freshman wilderness survival training a month from now."