Homeroom Teacher’s lips curled slightly. Then she glanced coldly at Jason Carter and said indifferently, “A wise person knows their own limits.”

She continued, “Jason Carter, don’t disturb your classmates’ revision.”

“You still haven’t answered me.” Jason Carter’s mind was burning with agitation, completely ignoring everyone else’s gaze, and he called out to Catherine Newman’s back.

“Talk to me again when you get into the Alliance’s top military academy.” Catherine Newman replied.

The whole class burst into laughter, but no one said a word. Because everyone knew this was an impossible task. This high school had thousands of students; maybe a dozen could get into top-tier universities like the National Political Academy or the Economics Academy. But as for the Alliance Military Academy, not a single student from this school had ever made it. Not one, ever, in the school’s history.

The entire Eastern Alliance had over a dozen member republics and billions of people. The Alliance Military Academy was the highest military institution, enrolling several thousand students each year—most recruited directly from the military, and a small portion from high school graduates across the member republics. The odds of admission were so low, they were hardly worth calculating.

Last year, the minimum admission score for the Alliance Military Academy in the Haitang Republic was 688 out of a possible 750. Kyoto University, the school with the highest admission score, had a cutoff of 633 last year.

And yet, the National Higher Education Exam results were the least important part of the Alliance Military Academy’s admissions. The rest was even more demanding: physical fitness tests, athletic ability tests, intelligence tests, aptitude tests, and so on.

The best score Jason Carter had ever achieved in any exam was 390. So, getting into the Alliance Military Academy was simply an impossible mission—Catherine Newman’s rejection couldn’t have been clearer.

“I’m going to try anyway.” Jason Carter didn’t actually care that much about Catherine Newman herself, but he couldn’t stand being looked down on by others. His heart was filled with indignation and unwillingness, a breath stuck in his chest, ready to explode.

“Bro, I support you.” Bryan Taylor had somehow already returned to his seat, patted Jason Carter on the shoulder, and looked at him sincerely.

Jason Carter met his gaze firmly.

“But just give it a try, that’s enough. If you can score 400, that’s already a miracle.” Bryan Taylor’s next words earned him a stomp from Jason Carter, making him almost foam at the mouth from pain.

Fueled by that anger, Jason Carter picked up his textbook, determined to study hard, to study desperately. People fight for dignity, just as the Buddha fights for a stick of incense.

He was going to raise his score from 390 to 688 in just one month.

The difficulty of this—he wondered if it could qualify for a Guinness World Record. Surely, no one had ever done it before, and no one would ever do it again.

But when Jason Carter took out his textbook, it happened to be math. He was frustrated to realize he’d have to start revising from the very first year of high school, because he hadn’t mastered the basics.

He set math aside and started on foreign languages. Then, to his dismay, he found he’d have to start from the first year here too, because he hadn’t memorized even a handful of the first-year vocabulary words.

Clearly, this was no ordinary challenge.

Jason Carter wordlessly and dejectedly took out his first-year foreign language book and began memorizing vocabulary. It was torture—out of every ten words, he didn’t recognize eight, and the other two only looked vaguely familiar.

“I’ll memorize, I’ll memorize, I’ll memorize, memorize, memorize.” Jason Carter muttered furiously, skimming through the pages at lightning speed.

A few minutes later, he’d scanned through hundreds of words.

“Huh? That’s strange.” Jason Carter suddenly realized, to his amazement, that all the words he’d just seen were now imprinted clearly in his mind. No matter how carelessly he’d looked at them, as soon as he tried to recall, the spelling and meaning of each word would surface vividly.

“This is crazy, this is crazy.” Jason Carter felt like he’d discovered a new continent—overjoyed, yet also creeped out, he began to test himself.

Then, to his shock, he found he’d memorized every single word he’d just seen.

And it wasn’t like traditional memorization at all. It was as if a computer had scanned the data into a hard drive, then organized it according to a set protocol. Whenever he needed a word, he could instantly retrieve it, displaying its spelling and meaning in his mind.

“This is terrifying, absolutely terrifying, this is definitely supernatural, definitely supernatural.” Jason Carter stared blankly at his book, as if he’d been struck by lightning.

“That’s right, it’s that alien, it’s definitely because of that alien. His brain was developed by dozens of percent, and he was half-human, half-machine, half-biological computer, half-digital simulated neural network…”

Then, another thought occurred to him.

“Besides this, what else can I do? My, uh, is bigger, my memory is insanely good, what else, what other changes?”

“Maybe, just maybe, getting into the Alliance Military Academy isn’t just a dream…”

However, Jason Carter quickly realized that memory alone wasn’t enough. Rote memorization might get him decent grades, but never truly outstanding ones.

Jason Carter immediately picked up his previous math book and started from the very first page of the first year.

Again, skimming rapidly, Jason Carter was shocked to discover that as long as he gave a little thought to any abstract mathematical rule or principle, a clear three-dimensional image would instantly appear in his mind, illustrating the entire process. Things he’d only half understood before now became crystal clear and easy to grasp.