Primordial Expanse: I have the Strongest Talent! - Chapter 295

Chapter 295: Commander Kines
Mira made her way through the myriad hallways on the base, following the directions she was given on her communicator.

As one of the dozens of prodigies sent to this system, out of the tens of thousands of students packed into her transport ship, she was assigned to go meet the commander directly, along with the other prodigies.

She was the only first year among her bunch though, so she felt rather left out as all of the other prodigies seemed to already know each other, or are at least familiar with one another.

Meanwhile, they only knew Mira as the girlfriend of the only King class prodigy in the federation.

It wasn’t like she was bothered about making idle chatter with them.

She would be fighting alone on the battlefield anyway, so there wasn’t really a need to cosy up to any of the other prodigies present.

Besides, she really didn’t want to share any of her loot with them, as that would only slow down her own progress.

After a few minutes of walking, Mira walked into a huge room filled to the brim with all sorts of monitoring equipment, military officers, and the like.

To put it into perspective, it probably looked like a major stock exchange during peak hours…

The main base itself was huge, around the size of a capital city on 21st century Earth.

An ordinary human wouldn’t be able to cope with the size of this thing, and trying to navigate it.

One needed to be an awakened at least of at least E+ rank to be able to efficiently navigate this place all day without tiring themselves out.

“You must be Commander Kines, I won’t be needing your assistance in assigning me to a battlefield, I’ll just fight where I please–”

“Quiet.”

Zack Harborn was the first to speak, walking up to Commander Kines’ desk and sitting down, putting his feet up, all the while without even glancing at the commander in question.

But before he could continue his ignorant act of arrogance, Commander Kines shut him up by just releasing her aura and bringing the full force of it down onto Zack.

Zack’s face hardened into a grimace as he felt embarrassed and insulted by this pressure, but he was too weak to do anything about it.

He walked in like he owned the place, and now he was experiencing the consequences of his actions.

At least Alex had been subtle in his insubordination with Colonel Margit, and he had the strength to back it up as well.

Zack Harborn was just too ignorant and full of pride to do even the slightest bit of research on the battle in the Telorn system during his 6 day journey.

Any other student who had actually done their research, which was basically all of them, could have just informed him of just what kind of place they were going to.

But none of them did.

Because all of them wanted the same thing.

To see Zack embarrass himself in front of everyone, like he had just done.

‘Serves you right.’

The other prodigies who were present silently snickered to themselves.

“This is a war, not a playground where snotty little brats like you think you reign supreme.”

“Real, honourable humans are fighting real battles and dying every day on the battlefields so that people like you, and your rich, entitled parents can enjoy their luxurious lives at home.”

“Don’t think I don’t know about you, or your antics, Zack Harborn.”

Commander Kines spoke in a tone that properly conveyed his distaste for Zack.

She stood up from her seat, slowly walking over to Zack.

Her 5’2 frame made it so her eye line barely reached his shoulders, but she had a fix for that.

She slowly started to lift from the ground, hovering in mid air.

She lifted her hand up to Zack’s face, and flicked gently.

Slam!

And Zack was sent flying backwards into the crown of prodigies who were still snickering behind him.

“I’m glad you all found that enjoyable, but show time is over. Now you’ll all get your assignments. Don’t forget that the forty of you were selected as prodigies — the federation is expecting exceptional performances from each and every one of you.”

“Without prodigies like you giving it your all, the human race will probably lose this war.”

Commander Kines’ tone was sombre as she spoke.

“I’m not talking about the war in the Telorn system, but the whole war between the Red Demon race and the human race as a whole.”

It was this explanation that she added on top that made the rest of the prodigies, and many of the officers who were listening nearby, grimace and join her in her sombre state.

“We are lucky, as it seems we have a higher ratio of prodigies and awakened with talents than the Red Demons do.”

“But don’t take this fact for granted. While we may have the advantage in the number of prodigies we have, the strength of the average Red Demon awakened is higher than our average awakened.”

The weight of their importance to this was hit the prodigies who stood in front of Commander Kines hard.

Even Mira was affected, and she was more interested in her own personal growth than optimising her performance on the battlefield to ensure as many lives as possible could be saved.

Ding!

But it seemed Commander Kines had finished her monologue, as dozens of pings rang out at once from the prodigies’ communicators.

“You’ve all just received your assignments. Follow the instructions that have been sent to you, and head over to the dorm that you have been allocated.”

“These dorms are where you will eat, sleep and rest whenever you’re not on the battlefield.”

Mira and the others nodded, while Zack had an absent look on his face, like his mind had drifted elsewhere, somewhere more malevolent perhaps.

They were even privileged somewhat, as they had their own individual dorms with en suites attached, while the tens of thousands of other students all had to share a dorm with one or two other students or soldiers.

“After your personal effects have been unpacked in your dorms, follow the guidance on your communicator to head over to your drop point.”

Commander Kines dismissed the forty prodigies after that last bit of guidance, and Mira, along with the others, all headed in their own directions, following the maps their communicators were directing them with.