"That makes sense! You are worthy of being the leader of intelligence." Liu Guang slapped his forehead and felt that his thinking was clear in an instant.

Wen Yao smiled, "I have done some research, just some research."

Chen Chen raised another question at this time: "So can this prediction be changed or will it definitely happen?"

"It's hard to say, how about I try to jump off the building tomorrow, Brother Guang, see if my health bar has changed." Wen Yao said the simplest operation.

Liu Guang shook his head: "No change."

"Is it because the probability of you jumping off the building tomorrow is zero, so you can't measure it at all?" Yang Guowei felt that he had grasped the key point.

"Is it a probability problem? That's not right, after all, no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. The probability of being killed by an ant is very small, but it is definitely not zero."

Wen Yao was about to continue, but Liu Guang shouted: "Damn, it's already early in the morning, and there is a practical class tomorrow. Let's discuss this later, and go to bed quickly!"

Practical class is Liu Guang's favorite class and the one he is best at. After all, he is the type who can do it without thinking.

If Chen Chen and the other two hadn't stopped him, Liu Guang might have become famous in school.

"Okay, good night."

Wen Yao went to bed with his phone in his arms, and the other three returned to bed one after another.

Chen Chen always needed a long time to sleep, and he had to think about a lot of things before he could fall asleep.

This time, something about his aunt suddenly appeared in his mind. Although he didn't want to think about it, the abyss-like color still made him uneasy.

Not long after, a deafening snoring sound came, "It tastes right!" Chen Chen listened to the sound and gradually fell asleep.

In his dream, he came to a world covered by gray fog, where nothing could be touched, and there was only endless fog.

Chen Chen felt like a small boat sailing in the foggy ocean, insignificant, and could be swallowed by the beast of fog at any time, and then forgotten in time.

"This dream again..." Chen Chen was stunned for a moment: "Hey, why did I say again?"

The next day, Chen Chen, who was sleeping soundly, was woken up by Liu Guang.

"Good morning!" He greeted in a daze, not noticing that Liu Guang looked at him with a strange look.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Liu Guang asked with concern, his hand already on Chen Chen's forehead to feel the temperature.

Chen Chen was a little surprised and asked in confusion: "I'm fine, why are you asking this?"

"Usually you are the first one to get up, and now I'm up and you're still sleeping, this is unreasonable."

"So that's what happened! Maybe it's because there was a thief in the house yesterday, and you're a little nervous and tired." Chen Chen's tone was like he was talking about someone else's business.

"So it was just a thief, I thought you were feeling unwell, okay, pack up and go to class."

Looking at the two people who had no communication barriers, Wen Yao smiled helplessly. Sure enough, Chen Chen was better than him in this regard, and could force his IQ to the same level as Brother Guang to talk.

After washing up and having breakfast, the few of them went to the actual combat base, where all the courses for the day were held.

The four of them slowly went up to the second floor. Seeing that everyone had not arrived yet, they went to the equipment room to get the equipment needed for training.

Now is the sprint stage, so the shooting course in the morning is just a process of continuous practice, deepening and consolidation. The teacher is a middle-aged woman. She is obviously in her thirties but still dresses very young.

With her hands behind her back, she passed by the students who were shooting seriously, and made judgments based on the scores on the counter.

"Zhou Qin, 550 points, not bad, keep it up."

"571 points, wow, Xiao Zhao has improved recently! No!" As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed something was wrong, and immediately looked at another person next to her, shaking her head helplessly.

"Wu Yuandong, it's been three years, why do you still like to stare at other people's targets?"

One of Wu Yuandong's pupils was still staring at the scope, but the other pupil had already looked at the middle-aged woman strangely, saying: "Teacher, I will pay attention."

Walking further in, the middle-aged woman heard Liu Guang's voice.

"Damn, Xiaochen, it seems that you feel very good today!"

She quickly passed a few people and came to the position of the scorer next to Chen Chen. The score on it surprised her. Then she looked at the number of magazines in front of Chen Chen, and her expression became even weirder.

"670 points! Did you perform exceptionally today?"

The magazines distributed in the morning will not exceed ten per person, which is also the amount required for each person to train in the morning, but even if each magazine hits the bull's eye, it can only get a maximum of 100 points.

You know, the targets of the first 300 points are ordinary fixed targets, but the targets of 300 to 500 points are moving targets, which is the limit for normal people.

The difficulty of the targets of 500 to 800 points changes directly. The targets become composed of holographic images, and the positions will change randomly. The next high-difficulty target will only appear immediately after the bullet hits the target at the moment of appearance.

At this point, ordinary people can only rely on luck. The more bullets left, the greater the probability of hitting.

Chen Chen had no time to pay attention to the amazed people. Although he was also surprised that he was only using the seventh magazine now, he usually used at least the ninth magazine for this score.

"It seems that my supernatural power has enhanced my dynamic vision." Thinking of this, Chen Chen emptied the last magazine.

Looking at the score counter, it was brightly written with 760 points, which was very dazzling.

Turning his head, he found that almost the whole class was staring at him, and even Wu Yuandong barely split a pupil.

"Chen Chen... Oh no, Brother Chen, are you cheating?" a male classmate asked in disbelief.

Chen Chen pondered for a long time and said, "From a certain perspective, I guess so."

The middle-aged woman was also confused at this time, "Did you awaken the 'Gun Soul' ability?"

"No, if this ability is at least 950 points, how can it be only 700 points."

Everyone came to their senses. Although 700 points is very high for people like them, if it is the owner of the 'Gun Soul', it would be a bit of a loser.

Although 760 points is amazing, the use of firearms does not account for a large proportion of the actual combat score of the college entrance examination. The big proportion is the comprehensive fighting ability. After all, guns cannot be used in the secret place, so soon not many people take it seriously.

Zhou Qi's actual combat course in the afternoon is the highlight, and it is also Liu Guang's favorite. After all, in their class, except Zhou Qi, there is no one who can match him.

"Xiao Chen, you stole the show this morning. This afternoon is my home court. Don't run into me!"

Although Liu Guang was joking, he was still looking forward to it. If he really ran into Chen Chen, he would use his secret weapon.

Wen Yao's expression changed, and he asked, "Brother Guang, you won't go on stage naked to prevent Chen Chen's interference with his supernatural power, right?"

"How is that possible?" Liu Guang smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when you really run into him."

Afternoon

"Ahem..." Zhou Qi used coughing to attract everyone's attention. When everyone looked over, he shouted, "The head teacher of Class 3 came to me today and wanted to have a friendly fight with our class. What do you think?"

"Fight, we must fight. I've seen that Huang Yuntian is not happy."

Huang Ming shouted excitedly.

Liu Guang walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "We are of the same roots, why are we so anxious to fight each other!"

"We are both twins, why does his name sound better than mine! We must fight! And we must fight hard!" Huang Ming was indignant.

"No, you misunderstood." Liu Guang grinned and said with a smile: "I mean you should not fight, he is the strongest in the next class, you have to let me deal with him."

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