Arselan System: AI Controller
Chapter 022: History Class

"Isn't it clear?" Professor Surya stared at the glasses-wielding student sharply, "We will definitely be hit hard. The people of the Zarah Clan would die either from the explosion of a nuclear warhead or its radiation. It was a huge disaster."

"Isn't there a continental shelf that could minimize the impact of the nuclear explosion?" asked other students who were then immediately replied with a firm coil by Professor Surya, "The saber is indeed strong and effective to withstand medium-level conventional missile attacks, but different from nuclear. Moreover, the number was very much at that time. Two nuclear warheads were launched into the capital. If we don't avoid it, it's destruction."

"If the Zarah Clan hadn't been attacked with nukes, would we still be on the surface of the earth?" ask Ats later. He was always curious about the original shape of the earth's surface. When viewed in the picture, it seems that it is not much different from the geographical order on the islands of the Zarah Clan constellation that always orbits the earth without being seen since hundreds of years ago.

However, there are certain places that are not in the constellation and cannot be imitated by the Zarah Clan engineers as smart as they are. Ats would love to visit there. If the Zarah Clan had not left the surface of the earth, it would have been easier to travel, right?

"We will continue to glide into space" replied Professor Surya confidently, "The large-scale research to fly the continent has been held for a long time by the ancestors of the Zarah Clan. Even if the Vyro Clan does not attack us, the Zarah Clan will still carry out its mission. Well, though it might be gradual and take longer. Oh, yep! There may be a constellation that will not form as it is now if we glide into space gradually. The existence of floating islands will probably be known by other clans so that the mastery of space does not only belong to the Zarah Clan. That's very likely to cause a new conflict between the two."

"Then, if the war between the two countries continues, and we don't become the first victims, will we also be dragged into the war?" ats asked again, "Aren't we a respectable and respected clan first?"

"Hind out the previous chapter" Professor Surya said as he opened the Praskema International Relations Chapter. "The Altair Empire had close ties to the alliance of the Elementals. Like you said, we are also a clan that was respected by the Aklali people at that time, even the Elementals. Had the Altair Continent not been nuked by the Vyro Clan, it was likely that we would have gone to war with the alliance so that the Vyro Clan would have been more troubled, perhaps not even able to survive for as long as it actually happened."

Mangosteen Ats. Despite his notes in the e-book, he decided to re-record the material. After all, there are other sciences from Professor Surya that are not recorded in electronic books. His understanding would be better that way.

The history lesson goes on quickly without feeling. Most students show their activity, but still there is no power to resist sleepiness and fall asleep in a camouflage position sitting beautiful so that it does not appear to fall asleep at all. That was the skill of the students in the academy.

"Jun, get up, Jun," Ats wiggled Arjuna's shoulders. His friend who was always prancing was jolted, then shook his head to speed up the gathering of souls. A moment later, the disheveled-faced young man sighed in regret. Hais ... again fell asleep in the hours of history lessons, even though he wanted to study seriously.

"Are you okay?" ats asked so looking at Arjuna who was leaning lethargic in his seat. "Your face is so tangled."

"It's okay, really," replied Arjuna limply, "It's just a tingling."

"Oh," Ats went outside first. Someone wants to eat in the cafeteria. Arjuna left him food before he left the classroom. The young man was mager now.

***

"Yo, Ats," called out a distinctive voice, "How are you? Rarely seen lately."

"Senior Fang?" Ats turned his head and found a narrow-eyed young man who called him, "Ah, well anyway. Cuman ... been busy lately."

"Oh, I've heard the rumors," Fang chuckled.

"What?" Ats did not hear the last word clearly.

"It's nothing," Fang shook his head and shared his friendly smile, "Where is your research the same as Professor Han? Exciting, right?"

"Seru," replied Ats who was choosing snacks in the storefront, "Well, that's why I'm so busy anyway."

"Haha," Fang patted Ats on the shoulder until his younger sibling gasped, "Eager, Ats. Life is a lot of testing."

"You want to come to Altalimain again, don't you?" fang asked, "I want to be there for the weekend."

"Huh? Could anyway?" Astonished ATS. In Altair Academy, it was extremely rare for his students to go outside. All the needs are available there. Therefore, there is a strict departure threshold. Students are only allowed to go outside the academy once every three months. That was in a very short time for the first and third quarters. How could they come out again this weekend?

"There you are," Fang replied in a suspicious tone, "I'll let you know you want to come."

"No, ah," Ats shook his head. He did not want to get into trouble with his senior anymore. At most to Altalimain for the benefit of OSIS, right? It is better to focus on his busy academic life.

"OK, just say, yes, if you change your mind," Fang waved his hand with a carefree smile as Ats left. As Ats body started to disappear amidst the crowd of disciples, that smile turned into a grin. He turned and went back to his post.

***

"Make sure both eyes stay open when aiming for the target!" exclaiming the instructor who was able to take the Ponding Class, "Take your composure. Hi, You! Don't let your hands shake like that! Hold your rifle properly!"

The clash made the new disciples flinch. They also hurriedly fixed the handle. Including Arjuna who was in the middle of them.

The young man sighed slowly. He held the rifle in his hand as calmly as the instructor ordered. Both of his eyes aimed at the target without blinking. He had already learned this shooting technique before.

"GUNSHOT!" the instructor again. The students pressed the trigger. A loud firing sound simultaneously sounded like dozens of thunder in broad daylight.

In an instant, dozens of bullets shot out from his muzzle. The targets installed in front are immediately hollow, but there are also those that are not because the bullet did not hit the target.

"Ck! Are you guys just playing around, huh?" the instructor again snapped, "Why are only three targets right? Did you guys sleep when I explained that?"

No one answered. All the students in the training room were bending their faces, disinclined at the fierce coach, fearful material. Some of them try desperately not to look trembling there.

"Instructor Mus," a thin bearded man called out to silence, "Have it done. After all, they are still new students. You're too fierce on them."

"Huh, this is none of your business, Captain Tom," Instructor Mus stared coldly at the person who called out to him, "I won't be flabby even at the whiny brats like them."

"Gip!" Captain Tom almost laughed, "You haven't changed, Instructor. Your razor mouth is always sharp."

"Huh, get rid of it if there's no business here!" Instructor Mus turned away. Captain Tom frowned. He blinked his eyes once, then smiled and sat down on one of the chairs on the edge of the training room. "Well, I just want to look around and meet an old friend. I hope he has time after this."

"Geh, it's up to you!" Mus's instructor refocused on the new children he was testing.

Arjuna secretly steals a glance to see the figure named Captain Tom. He felt familiar with his voice, but could not remember who the owner was. It seemed, there was a familiar from the thin-bearded man.