Lazily Yours.

Everyone in the office turned speechless. They stared at Gabi as if she was an alien. The three people inside were all fighters — soldiers that Lyca personally trained. The only thing in their minds was how to survive and fight.

Who cares about programming?

They cared about tricking their opponents and defeating them!

"So you are saying that you were able to predict the movements of the laser beam by reverse programming?" Ma Ping asked after Gabi finished her explanations.

"Yes, sir."

"By using math?"

"Yes sir. And the probability."

"So you used a simple solution to check the probability of the movements of the laser beams and realized that they were all connected?"

"No sir. They were not connected. The reason why I was last is that they have different programs. Each of them."

"So you did it to all thirty-one laser beams?"

"There was only twenty-nine, sir. The other three were for bluffing purposes only."

Ma Ping blinked.

His subordinates blinked.

"Show me." Ma Ping immediately got up. How is this possible? Everyone here thought that the firing was random! If it was random, then how could she use math to predict it? In Ma Ping's mind, the programmed design by Madam Lyca and sir Aden isn't something that mere humans like them could understand. Even the people from other countries thought that this technology was highly advanced and dangerous!

This technology was something that was created because Sir Aden loved robots so much. It was said that Sir Aden would one day create robots that could ruin buildings and fly. This weapon is only one of the weapons that the robot possesses.

"This way," one of Ma Ping's subordinates led them towards the control room of the first test.

"Leo, may I know if you know how to hack too?"

"No sir. But it's mostly math. I could learn it."

"Did you go to school while you were in Plaria?"

"No sir. I was homeless."

"I understand." Was it really possible that a homeless person would have good skin and a very brilliant mind? Ma Ping was curious about this woman's real background. "Alright… we are here. Show us."

"Can you please give me a piece of paper?"

Seeing that no one is moving, Gabi added, "I could do it mentally, but I would rather show you a computation so you would… see it."

"Ah… go give her a piece of paper." Ma Ping immediately said. "Tell me when you're ready.

"Alright. We can start."

In the next few seconds, Ma Ping watched as Gabi predicted each and every laser's movement. From the reds to greens and blues. Though it would make her one to three minutes to predict the movement every time, Ma Ping was still fascinated by the fact that someone could actually predict the movement of a robot.

This is something that he needed to report to the Madam as soon as possible. It would be better to make the movement of the laser unpredictable too!

"Do you think we can make it unpredictable?"

"No sir."

"Why?"

"These are machines, sir."

"And?"

"Machines needed a program to work. Unless, of course, you will assign a person to shoot the laser randomly."

"I see."

"Tomorrow, the formal training would start. The call time is at three in the morning. You have to sleep by eight tonight."

Gabi nodded. Now she understood what he meant by being ready and surviving behind enemy lines.

"You can leave now."

Gabi immediately left. She needed to sleep and prepare for the training tomorrow. Moreover, they would also announce her name tomorrow. People would start challenging her. Or will they?

Gabi smiled when she thought of being the only one uninjured.

Isn't this an opportunity for her to challenge everyone while she was not injured?

….

And just like that, the second day arrived.

At three in the morning, everyone was already in the assembly room. This room was different, as this one had chairs. At three am sharp, Ma Ping arrived with the two subordinates that he was with yesterday.

"You look horrible." Ma Ping smiled. "Just a slight burn and look at your faces. Are you really the elites? Or did you just get here because of your family's money?"

Gabi couldn't help but look at everyone else. Just as Ma Ping mentioned. Everyone had bags under their eyes. It was probably because of the burns. Moving around with burnt skin is really painful. As someone who didn't like pain, Gabi silently thank her brain for being smart enough to avoid those lasers.

"Oh? You look like you wanted to say something?" Ma Ping asked the one with a shaved head.

"No sir."

"Nah… say it." Ma Ping said.

"I— "

"Say it!"

"Sir. We didn't have much sleep because of our burns!" The man yelled. "We were given something to relieve the pain, but it wasn't enough and we were not allowed to have a second dose of the medicine."

"Ah… then next time I would tell them not to give you pain relievers anymore."

"…." Even Gabi felt a little worried because of that statement. No pain reliever? Isn't that too extreme? However, Ma Ping's words yesterday echoed in her head. He was right. This training facility was designed to teach them survival.

If you were alone in the wilderness, who would give you pain relievers? Who would tend to your wounds? Who would help you?

The answer is simple; No one!

This was the reality that Ma Ping wanted to teach them.

"Alright… today… we needed to run ten miles. It's not a lot, but this would increase every day." Ma Ping had that smile on his face again. Because of this, Gabi concluded that this training wasn't as simple as running ten miles.

Did they prepare another set of traps for this exercise?

"Ah… also… I want you to mind the altitude. We will have a realistic environment and this time, you will be running in a desert. Without water whatsoever."

Damn.

Gabi curse inwardly as she eyed the other people in the room.

Running in the middle of the desert without water and with a burnt skin would be very… very painful.