Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 97 You Have Ten Minutes.

It’s early in the morning.

Before dawn broke.

The freshmen of Taragon University had dressed in military uniforms and gradually boarded the bus.

They were waiting to depart.

Everyone seemed unusually excited, curious, and fascinated by the military district. Their response was completely devoid of the complaints and lamentations about military training heard from other universities,

Boys talked about guns, while girls chatted about handsome soldiers in uniform.

Isabelle yawned as she stepped onto the bus on time. She settled down at the end of the line. As soon as she climbed into the bus, the previously noisy bus gradually fell silent.

All eyes turned to look at her; even the driver glanced at her a few times. He thought young girls nowadays were rather lovely.

Only a few seats remained empty, and everyone had already taken a seat.

Isabelle carried the school–issued backpack and casually sat down next to an empty seat beside a boy.

She raised her hand to adjust the military cap on her head to cover most of her face, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and closed her eyes to rest.

She woke up too early in the morning and hadn’t fully awakened.

After her rebirth, without the identity of an assassin and without regular training, she became lethargic and slept more.

Is that the girl from the forum?”

ems 50. D*mn, she’s actually in our class!”

than in the photos.”

The boys became even

the class group chat? Everyone was posting pictures yesterday; why didn’t she post any? She’s

posted dozens of pictures. Those photos were edited so much. I didn’t even recognise

to glare at the boy and chided, “Is there something wrong with your brain? Why are you criticising me? Ridiculous!” Her gaze swept

undergoing plastic surgery and editing their photos in the forum. It turned out that she was the one

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thought Erin was pretty, but compared to her, they’re not even in the same league. She’s definitely a

envy the guy sitting

next to Isabelle was a shy, nerdy type with acne all over his face.

was time to depart, the instructor ran the head

of the students shouted, “Isn’t there supposed to be a 70–kg girl in our class? Why didn’t we see her?

could she run?

bus set off noisily.

took nearly two hours to reach their destination

stopped outside the military district gate, where two armed soldiers stood guard, along with the instructors who had been waiting for them for a long

students grew excited at the

over to the military instructors, the

square–shaped face and a stern expression. That man stood with his

a standard military posture.

direction. The female dormitories are located on the third and fourth floors, while the male dormitories are located on the fourth and

your dormitory building’s playground. You only

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and northwest 105–degree directions? I don’t

the imposing aura of the stern instructor, the students

military

at the entrance.

sternly, “What are you looking at?*

“Looking at your guns.”