The period to be in the field was over. That was great. He sluggishly got up and wandered his eyes in the dark. He sighed when he could catch a glimpse of anything. Boom! Not long after, gusts of wind swept across the atmosphere. The sound was followed by a dash of light that dashed in, chasing the thick darkness. Actually, the gate of the field had been opened, letting the rays of light rush in. Only at this moment did Nathan notice other participants standing close to him, their faces illuminated by the sudden burst of light. They all looked surprised to see each other, as if they had been unaware of their presence in the darkness. Some participants were talking to each other, while many others were just looking around. "The first phase of the competition is over!" The MC announced, causing the crowd to erupt in cheers and applause. However, some people were left disappointed as their friends and family members did not make it to the next phase. Others were relieved and excited

Unfortunately, Nathan had to be saved from rolling iron balls several more times, becoming a source of frustration for his teammates. This led to a growing resentment towards him within the team and insults being hurled at him on a regular basis.   "You owe me a lot, b*tch! You'll pay me real cash, and don't think I'll forget it," Smith sneered, his anger palpable. The tension between them continued to escalate, poisoning the team dynamic even further.    "Me too, and I've had enough of your incompetence," the red-haired boy added, his voice dripping with fury. The constant distractions caused by Nathan's repeated mishaps were hindering the team's progress and morale.    More of his teammates commented against him. By that time, three teams had been expelled from the competition due to their teammates' costly mistakes.   They were about to reach the edge, jump off, and complete the trial wh

"You're amazing, Smith."   "You did a great job!"   "I knew you were going to win; you're outstanding."    Smith was being overwhelmed with praise from his teammates. He smiled smugly with his gaze fixed on Nathan, who was just in front of him. Nathan never spared a glance at him.   "You know what? These gifted people are just being overestimated, but they are a bunch of weaklings. I can easily take them down," Smith muttered to the redhead on his side, his voice filled with arrogance.   The redhead nodded. "I see; it looks like strength is still the key factor here. It doesn't matter if you're gifted or not; if you're a weakling, you're a weakling." The redhead's gaze stuck on Nathan when he said these words. He also made sure to speak loud enough for Nathan to hear, emphasizing his point.    Then he whispered to Smith. "Should we remind hi

Nathan was surprised and confused, but soon came to a realization. "I have no idea about Gifted Academy." He sounded genuine, causing everyone to be dumbfounded, but they also came to a realization. Nathan was new to the city. He had no idea how things worked and had not yet been informed about the existence of Gifted Academy.   The general's skepticism turned into understanding, and he nodded in acknowledgement. "I see," he said, his tone now filled with curiosity rather than disbelief.  But in the next moment, he retained his previous demeanor and continued, "I have never heard a Gifted leveling so quickly like that. It's still impossible for the Gifted to do what you claim to do. Colonel Hughes, you're from the gifted academy; have you seen or heard something like that before?"   Colonel Hughes paused for a moment, contemplating the general's question. "Sir, while it is true that the Gifted Academy has witnessed remar

  A-juniors would graduate to the C-senior level, attend a short Advanced Military Class, and join the 3rd Gifted Battalion. Above C-seniors were B-seniors, who were mainly part of the 2nd Gifted Battalion, but some held positions as captains and lieutenants in the 3rd Battalion. They also played various roles within the academy.   The A-seniors were considered the highest-ranking students at the academy. They were mainly part of the 1st Gifted Battalion but were also responsible for mentoring and guiding the juniors, as well as assisting in the overall management of the academy. Additionally, they had the opportunity to participate in specialized training programs and leadership development courses to further enhance their skills and knowledge.   The three battalions made up the Gifted Infantry, commanded by Colonel Jack Hughes. He was known for his exceptional leadership skills and had a reputation for pushing his soldiers to