t the one that the canteen gave out for free?

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The masses quietened down and quickly went back to shooting their own targets.
The guy didn’t manage to borrow any more bullets to shoot in the end.
Xuan Mo’s performance seemed to have triggered him; he discarded his previous frivolous attitude, donning one of seriousness instead.
His results weren’t that good though.
The other guy, the one that shot one five, four sixes, four seven and one nine, managed to get a relatively high score and didn’t shoot out the target was one of the better shooters.

He was evidently dissatisfied however.
He walked after Xuan Mo before suddenly saying: “Hello.”

Xuan Mo turned to look at him. Z L T

“I’m Tang Jing Ze.” Z L T

“Xuan Mo.” THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

“Have you learnt how to shoot previously? Who did you learn it from?”

“No, no one.” THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

“Oh.” Tang Jing Ze didn’t believe her at all, but didn’t dig any further.
He quickened his steps to walk beside her, “can you teach me?”

Xuan Mo raised a brow and looked at him: “What’s the use of learning this?”

“Why did you learn it then.” Z L T

“I know how to do it, but I didn’t learn it.”

“…” Tang Jing Ze was silent for a moment before asking, “you mean, you know how to do this without learning it?”

“Enh.” THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

Tang Jing Ze stared at Xuan Mo, thinking about something before saying: “Alright, I won’t ask you, don’t get angry.”

Xuan Mo paused, before looking at him strangely: “I’m not angry.”

“Then why are you lying?” Z L T

“I’m not lying.” Z L T

“Even if geniuses existed, the word would be descriptive of a process.
How is it possible that someone can become skilled at something the moment they try it?”

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Xuan Mo was silent.
How would she know the earthlings had such poor aptitude? It was just a gun, not some Quark Perish Anti-aircraft Gun, what’s there to train about?

Her triggered memories told her however that she’s never encountered guns before, or should she say, not a lot of people in the entire country had the chance to come into contact with guns.

They were very strict about this.
Xuan Mo couldn’t help but think about the Military Museum her family donated that took up half a mini-planet.

Upon being ignored by Xuan Mo, he, who’d always believed girls’ thinking were complex, didn’t have anything else to say.
The only thing flashing through his head was his emotional longing and envy when the moment he saw Xuan Mo’s shooting report.

They sat in rows at the spacious canteen, listening to the sounds of training outside.
They looked at the scorching sun and touched the chilly green bean soup, feeling extremely blissful.
Some of the girls who were forcibly placed in this segment were extremely happy as well.
When they saw that the instructors closed an eye to their chatters, they continued chirping away.

Xuan Mo placed it down after taking a sip.
After which, she sat pin straight, staring at the bowl, unsure of what to do.♢ MY CLASSMATE IS TWO HUNDRED MILLION YEARS OLD, CHAPTER 05 is hosted at ZHAN LAN TRANSLATIONS♢

Afar, Instructor Zhou brought a middle-aged soldier over.
He pointed at Xuan Mo saying something, then produced Xuan Mo’s shooting report.
The middle-aged soldier smiled as he said something, knocked on Instructor Zhou’s forehead before nodding his head.

Instructor Zhou happily ran back to the canteen entrance and shouted at Xuan Mo: “Xuan Mo, Xuan Mo come over!”

Xuan Mo stood swiftly and walked over slowly as though a real soldier. Z L T

“This is Commissar Li!” Instructor Zhou introduced as he walked over. Z L T

Instructor Li held Xuan Mo’s shooting results.
He analysed it for a moment before raising his head to look at Xuan Mo: “Lass, your parents bring you shooting a lot?”

“No.” Xuan Mo shook her head, her expression unruffled.

“Once in a while?”

“Not even once.”

“…then your parents are soldiers?”

“No.” THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

“Someone’s a soldier in your family? You have friends in the military? Aye… this is getting more absurd.
C’mon, out with it, this is your number what time playing with guns?”

“First time.” Z L T

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The Commissar looked at Instructor Zhou in suspicion, scratched his head as he muttered something.
He asked again: “How do you feel when you’re holding the gun?”

Xuan Mo bit her lips; that was a hard question for her. Z L T

Though her head was filled with adjectives the previous owner would describe it as, she didn’t say any of them–she could handle expressing simple emotions, but she still needed some practice before trying to use such abstract description.
And so, she hesitated for a long time before finding herself a word to describe “Very, familiar.”

“Very familiar?”

“Enh.” THMYO IS HOSTED @ ZHANLAN TL

“Are you a genius?” Z L T

Beside them, Instructor Zhou was rendered speechless; Commissar you sure are frank.

“No idea.” Xuan Mo was honest.
She knew what a genius was–when the occurrence and success rate of an information chain of a living being had a ninety-five and above percentage match with the information chain of the event.
Xuan Mo was only average; she’d been tested before and her rate was somewhere between eighty-six to ninety-five.

On the Blue Planet however, the calculations were different.

“Do you feel familiar when you learn other things?” The Commissar looked at the figures outside, “for example going through an obstacle course, shadowboxing and the likes.”

“Yes.” Xuan Mo was very sure. Z L T

“How far can you go?”

“That’ll depend on how far you can you.”

The Commissar was quiet for a moment before he smiled: “What are you participating for in the Showcase?”

“Everything.” 

“…ah?” 

Xuan Mo raised her head as she said earnestly: “They were being too noisy; I had no choice.

“…”

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