"I can't hide it from you, but this decision has been in the works for a long time." Liu Haiyang composed himself, wiped away the tears he had forced out, and said, "You may not know, but our dormitory assignments are carefully calculated. Every pair of roommates has complementary personalities, so you rarely see people living alone. This includes you and your Tang Wanzhou. Do you still think you picked her as your roommate?"
Jiang Ling tilted her head.
Liu Haiyang continued, "You know, they built two 'Buzhou Mountains,' and according to convention, people from the same dormitory would not be assigned to the same task. So you know, when we are all excellent, who goes first and who goes last is a big problem. People will only remember the first person to eat the crab, and if the first person is unfortunately poisoned to death, how much pressure will the second person who has to eat it have to bear? My brother works hard and his grades are not bad, so I plan to give him this opportunity."
"So after saying so much, are you planning to participate in the alternative plan?" Jiang Ling coughed lightly.
"Shh, keep your voice down, remember to keep it a secret." He quickly covered Jiang Ling's mouth. "After this course is over, I will go to write a report, you must not tell him. This is not my decision alone, and it is not clear to explain it to him, and I can't explain it to him. You know the nature of our work as agents of the Countermeasures Bureau. We cannot disclose personal information until we step into the coffin."
Jiang Ling nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, took a few breaths after he let go of her hand, then pushed him away and pretended to squeeze into the crowd.
"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute!" Liu Haiyang reached out and tried to grab her collar, but was blocked by a barrier that flashed up. Driven by his inertia, he took two steps forward, paused for a second, and then chased after her at a faster speed.
"Shh! Stop it and look!" Jiang Ling pointed at the wall of people in front of him.
Liu Haiyang immediately understood what she meant and released his psychic power. With the help of the people in the front row, he saw a short trainee about thirty years old operating a simulator.
The man sat in a chair, legs crossed, chewing gum. He ignored most of the meteorites, targeting only the few that might hit the screen. He looked like he had been here for a while, and there was a recess in the console that he used as a temporary storage area for his garbage—a pile of blue-green wrapping paper.
At this moment, the number of his spare ammunition was displayed on 12 screens with 200 to 300 meteorites scattered randomly. Liu Haiyang counted it several times before confirming the number - 4679, which was an extreme level of economy.
Liu Haiyang also noticed that this person's brain was constructing a strange spatial mental image, like a sphere with three different diameters around the chair. He didn't try to remember the locations of the meteorites, but instead used a strange method to simply categorize them, temporarily calling them low-risk, high-risk, and interference types.
What do they represent?
While Liu Haiyang was thinking, the operator fired another metal shell, but this time the target was not the two meteorites in front of him, but a relatively empty space. Liu Haiyang initially thought he had missed the target, but not long after, the shell strangely hit a high-speed object that happened to be moving in this direction, as if it had foreseen the future.
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