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chapter 11: Encounter a group of terorist
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The terrorist smirked. “This should be enough!” he shouted, firing another burst toward Roso.

The impact sent shockwaves through the hallway. Roso barely managed to dodge, rolling onto the ground and gasping for air. “The stone pillar… almost killed me,” he muttered, clutching his chest.

His heart pounded. “The level of this exam is too insane. What do they expect us to accomplish? Survive? That’s impossible if we’re up against them…” His voice trembled, but he forced himself to breathe slowly.

“Stay calm, Roso. Stay calm,” he whispered again and again, repeating the words like a mantra until his pulse steadied.

After a moment, he thought aloud, “If there was a teacher in class earlier, then there must be teachers in this school. They’re probably the ones meant to fight these terrorists… But if that’s true, then what’s the point of this exam?”

He frowned, thinking harder. The logic didn’t add up.

“First things first,” he decided. “I need information.”

He clenched his fists. “Yes — tha
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