Give time some time; let the past be past; let what to be started restart.
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Across the vast lawn and hill, the faint heat released from the summer sunlight was mixed with the grass's fresh scent.
"Thud..." the loud sound of loading a pistol broke through the silence, making the atmosphere seem oppressing.
Molly took a step forward as she placed her left foot ahead. Her body leaned forward slightly and her legs too bent, indicating her idea of running. She held the pistol in her right hand, while her left hand was supporting the other wrist from weighing down. The serious concentration reflecting in her eyes as she looked ahead reflected her unfettering concentration and seriousness.
"100-meter rapid running shooting..." Golden Flower No. 1 said, raising her hand, in which she held a second chronograph. While raising her eyes gently to look at Molly, she placed her thumb on the second chronograph's button. "Hit all the targets in 35 seconds! If you miss a single one or exceed the time limit, I will have to make you undergo baptism once again."
"Yes!" Molly answered with determination. Her focused eyes emitted a sharp light, and she had maintained her serious expression.
Taking a look ahead, Golden Flower No. 1 yelled out, "Ready..." The person in charge of the mechanical target was on standby, awaiting orders. "Go!" Golden Flower No. 1 ordered alerting everyone. Within microseconds, the second chronograph began rolling.
As soon as Golden Flower No. 1's voice died down, Molly started running forward as fast as she could with the pistol in her hands.
"Da...da...da..."
Golden Flower No. 1 took a look at the second chronograph in her hand and then glanced at Molly, who was darting forward as she gently began to raise the pistol to shoot. Controlled electronically, the targets too popped out at random one by one.
"Da...da..."
the sounds of the bullet hitting against the target came through the air one after the other continuously. As Molly fell forward, owing to the great speed, took a roll on the ground and managed to get the last shot, Golden Flower No. 1's eyes turned dark. The moment Molly came back to her, she announced in a rather cold tone, "36 seconds!"
Without uttering a single word, Molly walked in the opposite direction, still holding the heavy pistol in her right hand.
Behind her, Golden Flower No. 1 pulled out an intercom and ordered, "No. 5, Molly didn't pass the rapid shooting. Strengthen her training and make it more rigorous."
"My sister, you're being too hard on her..." Ling said from the other end of the intercom. In a butterfly-shaped mask, she leaned against a tree trunk while waggling a setaria viridis with her hand. She added, "She was a complete outsider just 6 months earlier. And in such a short span she had been able to achieve so much. She is excellent already..." Just looking at Molly, from a distance, who was walking towards her, Ling sighed slightly and continued, "We humans really have great potential and stamina. Prince Victor said that it would take her at least three to five years even if she was talented, but I have a feeling that probably she will make it in just one year."
"I don't care about anything else. The only thing I am concerned with is what Prince Victor said, she won't be qualified unless she reaches my standard,"
upon hearing Golden Flower No. 1's cold tone from the intercom, Ling could not help but roll her eyes. Without saying anything further, she decided this wasn't the time to express her opinion.
She continued to lean against the tree trunk lazily, as she gazed at Molly, who was now drawing closer to her. She was then reminded of the time when she had just come back from A City.
Standing in Victor's office in a solemn manner, the five Golden Flowers were waiting for him. He was late, but none of them dared to say anything about it. Victor reached about half-an-hour later than the time scheduled by him.
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