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

chatter gradually grew louder. The boys became even more excited.

class group chat? Everyone was posting pictures yesterday; why didn’t

of pictures. Those photos were edited so much. I didn’t even recognise her when

to glare at the boy and chided, “Is there something wrong with your brain? Why are you criticising me?

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

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

envy the guy sitting next

a shy, nerdy type with acne all over his face.

to depart, the instructor ran the head

supposed to be a 70–kg girl in our class? Why didn’t we see her? Isn’t she joining the military training?”

she run?

bus set

nearly two hours to reach their destination and

guard, along with the instructors who had been waiting for them for a

excited at

over to the military instructors, the university

square–shaped face and a stern expression. That man stood with his hands behind his back, and his legs were slightly apart.

a standard

Proceed straight from the gate for 200 meters, orienting yourself in a 75–degree southwest direction. The female dormitories are located on the third and fourth floors, while the male dormitories are located on the fourth

building’s

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and northwest 105–degree

stern instructor, the students

the military camp gate, she instinctively glanced at the weapons in the hands of the soldiers who stood

at the entrance.

“What are

“Looking at your