Truly exceptional people had advantages even when it came to choosing their dorms.
He didn't like living with too many people, so he'd applied for a two-person room, which he would share with his distant cousin, Huo Deng.
Huo Deng was a chatterbox. "See? Look at all the eyes on you. They're all jealous of your talent."
"Pointless. Instead of being jealous, they should be working harder." Huo Jia was cold. "Can they get to S-rank just by staring? They'd be better off spending this time meditating on their spiritual power."
"...Who meditates on that while walking? Don't tell me you actually do that?"
"And why not?" Huo Jia retorted. "To become an outstanding Mecha Soldier, you have to meditate on your spiritual power with every breath."
"..."
'In ancient times, there were workaholics. Now, there are training fanatics.'
"Hey! Cousin, look over there! Something interesting's happening! Quick, look!"
Huo Jia glanced up.
"What is it?"
