Nathan decided not to argue anymore. He was unaffected by his teammates' reactions. He was at ordinary level 9 and probably stronger than any of them.
Smith had a smug expression on his face as he watched Nathan's teammates make bad comments about him. Nathan was defeated!
"Let's forget about it and concentrate on how we are going to deal with the unknown coming challenges as a team." A young woman who had been quiet finally said things that made sense. "Moreover, whether he's pathetic, weak, or not, he's still our teammate, and no one can change that."
Her words resonated with the rest of the team, causing them to nod in agreement. That's when the topic came to an end.
"Preparation time is over. I hope everyone has a team now, and we will proceed." The MC announced it after some time. "The next phase, that's the second base, is the inclined plane!"
The MC's voice echoed through
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
"Participant Number 12 from Team 3 on Stage 2 with Participant Number 66 from Team 8!" The announcement sent a wave of nervous anticipation through the participants, as they had no idea what kind of opponent they would be up against. The random selection process made it even more nerve-wracking, as they had no time to prepare or strategize specifically for their upcoming battle. The pressure to win and contribute to their team's success was palpable in the air, as everyone understood the importance of each fight in determining their team's fate in the competition. More fights were declared, and the fighters made their way to the stage. The remaining participants felt their hearts racing, not knowing if they would be chosen next and, if chosen, what would be the nature of their adversaries. None of Team 11 was mentioned in the first round. None of the Team 11 members had been selected yet, adding to the anticipation and uncertainty. In fac
"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
"It's...It's impossible! How can you be that strong?" The bald man asked in disbelief, his voice filled with astonishment. "My nephew is at ordinary level 7, but you effortlessly defeated him; how strong are you?" "Sir, I'm not willing to tell you how strong I am. Just know that I'm capable of defeating your ordinary level 7 nephew." Nathan's response left the crowd in awe, their jaws dropping in amazement. The mysterious aura surrounding him only intensified, leaving everyone wondering about the true extent of his power. "Yeah, you cannot reveal it. Because you know that you'll expose yourself and your despicable deeds." Muttered the bald man, sounding cold and filled with hatred. "The strength you have just exhibited is that of someone of extraordinary rank, or at least at the peak of ordinary rank. There's no way someone who is not yet a military student could possess such power. You should've already joined the military a long
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
"Whew, whew!" A young man in a white shirt was drenched in cold sweat. He had his legs miraculously attached to the ceiling, doing upside-down situps. His red hair was being thrown back and forth as an impact of the exercise. One thing seemed odd about him enough to send cold chills down one's spine. Beginning from what was supposed to be knees to what was supposed to be feet was dry earth in the shape of legs, and the dry earth was what glued him to the ceiling. A double-decker bed was in front of him. On the bottom bed, another young man slept quietly. After some time, he gradually opened his eyes, awakening. Nathan was the man in question. He immediately sat up and ran his eyes over the room. He couldn't help but take a deep breath when his gaze rested on the exercising young man. His eyes opened in surprise at the same time. "You finally woke up," the young man muttered in a hoarse voice.
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
The junior building and the three senior buildings were identical externally. They all had 22 floors and three gates: the main gate on the first floor and two gates on the 11th floor. They seemed more like huge towers, as they were wider at the base and got narrower as they went up. The design of the buildings was sleek and modern, with large windows that allowed natural light to flood in. Each floor was meticulously planned and organized, with spacious apartments and training spaces. The interior design was equally impressive, with vibrant colors and ergonomic furniture that created a welcoming and stimulating environment for learning. The central building, which was secluded, had a similar shape but had 42 floors. Only the General was different in terms of exterior design. It was a wide and short, semi-circle-shaped building with only 12 floors. The Central Building stood tall and imposing, its sleek glass exterior reflecting the surrounding cityscap