Chapter 560 - 560 Crushing with Absolute Power
Chapter 560 - 560 Crushing with Absolute Power
Chapter 560 - 560 Crushing with Absolute Power
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As the command to start was given from behind, Wen Xin and Jiang Linyan began simultaneously. Wen Xin moved swiftly, selecting parts and placing them aside with deft movements. In less than a minute, she started assembling them.
Jiang Linyan noticed Wen Xin’s actions from the corner of her eye and frowned slightly. She then roughly shifted the parts around, trying to disrupt Wen Xin’s rhythm.
Wen Xin, focused on assembling, was completely unaffected by Jiang Linyan’s attempts to interfere. She had already visualized the assembly process in her mind. This task was as simple as putting together a toy for her.
Jiang Linyan also started assembling her gun, her hands moving quickly, appearing much faster than Wen Xin’s.
Just as Jiang Linyan, feeling confident, was about to load her assembled gun, she heard a gunshot from beside her. She turned her head in disbelief towards Wen Xin.
Jiang Linyan’s eyes widened in shock, unable to believe what she was seeing. How could Wen Xin move so quickly? This was impossible. She couldn’t accept it.
After completing the shot, Wen Xin turned her head towards Jiang Linyan, her dark eyes meeting Jiang Linyan’s disbelieving gaze. She smiled faintly.
“Although the gun is old, it’s a familiar model. This type of gun is quite classic.”
Wen Xin’s voice was cool, and to Jiang Linyan, it felt like a blow. She still couldn’t believe how Wen Xin had done it.
“Report: Wen Xin completed in four minutes, twenty-five seconds, and thirty-seven milliseconds! Instructor Jiang… not completed…”
“You’re cheating!” Jiang Linyan’s first reaction was to accuse Wen Xin of cheating. She couldn’t believe Wen Xin could be faster than her. Having played with guns since childhood, how could she be easily outdone by Wen Xin? It was unthinkable.
Wen Xin was not surprised by Jiang Linyan’s accusation. She had anticipated it. She merely smiled faintly, not even bothering to explain.
“Watch closely.”
As she spoke, Wen Xin lifted her assembled gun, placing her other hand above it. She lightly rubbed the gun with her palm, and the gun instantly disassembled into scattered parts, falling back into the pile.
Now, not only Jiang Linyan was shocked, but even the people behind were stunned. This was the fastest disassembly they had ever seen. Achieving such a feat required an extreme understanding of firearms.
Gu Yanzhe, standing behind Mu Chengxi, was equally shocked. He looked at Wen Xin, then turned back to Mu Chengxi, his voice hesitant, “Master Xi, Miss Wen… this is too unbelievable.”
“Not really. She is “Slightly Tipsy”. There’s nothing surprising about this.”
Mu Chengxi did not hide Wen Xin’s identity from Gu Yanzhe. They were trusted brothers, and knowing Wen Xin’s identity would save a lot of unnecessary trouble in the future.
“Slightly Tipsy…? Are you sure?”
Hearing this shocking revelation, Gu Yanzhe was at a loss for words, unable to form a complete sentence. He couldn’t fathom linking Wen Xin with Slightly Tipsy, the head of Institute 26. They seemed like two entirely different people.
Mu Chengxi glanced at the speechless Gu Yanzhe, kindly reminding him again, “Ou Jinzhi bought the weapons at the base from her at Institute 26. The M Organization…”
“Master Xi, stop. I need to process this. I know everything you’ve said, but I’m still in shock… She’s so young.”
Gu Yanzhe’s reaction was within Mu Chengxi’s expectations. Mu Chengxi himself felt a pang of bitterness, thinking that if he had known Wen Xin earlier, she would not have had to endure so many difficulties in life.
He looked back at Wen Xin and saw two boys in camouflage running from the shooting range.
Ou Jinzhi walked to the target, inspecting the bullet holes. Wen Xin’s shot had landed steadily on the outermost black ring.
Seeing this, Ou Jinzhi let out a sigh of relief. At least Wen Xin’s marksmanship was lacking. It was somewhat reassuring.
“One ring!”
After Ou Jinzhi announced the result, the crowd on the field erupted. Their thoughts mirrored Ou Jinzhi’s—they were waiting for Wen Xin’s marksmanship result.
They didn’t want to believe they were worlds apart from Wen Xin. The idea was too intimidating.
“Turns out Wen Xin isn’t perfect after all. Her abilities are already so strong that finding a flaw in her is truly rare!”
“At Beijing University, Wen Xin is like a deity. As a freshman, her medical skills surpass those of our senior professors. Even Professor Su from the medical school speaks to her with utmost respect. What kind of treatment is that?”
“Exactly! She’s also a genius pianist and composer; now she has these skills. I can’t believe someone like me is her classmate. It’s both an honor and a blow.”
“True, having some flaws is better…”
While everyone was discussing, Wen Huai watched Wen Xin seriously. His hands clenched tightly in his pockets. He felt useless—only two years younger than Wen Xin, yet she was so accomplished while he could only hide under her protection. He was unwilling to accept this, unable to protect Wen Xin, and could only be protected by her.
As a man of the Wen family, he felt frustrated that he relied on Wen Xin’s protection. He wanted to grow stronger and protect her, but the goal seemed increasingly distant, leaving him feeling defeated.
Unable to stay among the crowd any longer, Wen Huai stood up and walked out of the training base’s field.
Mu Chengxi noticed this and immediately followed him with his long strides.
When Mu Chengxi caught up, Wen Huai was standing by the artificial lake at the training base, his back to Mu Chengxi. However, Mu Chengxi could clearly sense Wen Huai’s dejection.
“I know you want to protect Wen Xin, but your safety and health are the most important to her. Focus on your research work, and that’ll be enough.” Mu Chengxi placed a hand gently on Wen Huai’s shoulder, his tone soothing.
“But I don’t want to live under my sister’s wings forever. She’s supposed to be the Wen family’s little princess. I read my mother’s journal; her dream was to raise Wen Xin as the most precious little princess.”
“And now? For our parents’ revenge, for me, for that damned Independent State, she has pushed herself so hard.”