The dormitory was plunged in darkness.
The academy rules stipulate six people per dorm room.
The space in the dormitory isn't large, but it also isn't too cramped; everyone could lie on their beds, lower their voices, and still hear each other clearly.
"Samuel Hoffman's way of thinking obviously has some issues, don't tell me you guys can't see that."
Everyone thought about it and realized it was indeed the case.
But Samuel Hoffman was not pleased, "What do you mean my way of thinking, what's wrong with me, am I not smart?"
He wasn't bad, okay.
The others just smiled and didn't respond.
Samuel Hoffman felt his confidence was being undermined, "Do you think everyone has a brain like Jay Brown, who can casually study and reach a peak simulation combat score of fifty thousand?"
At first, he didn't really like Jay Brown, thinking he was just pretending to be cool.
But later, when he realized Jay Brown was genuinely awesome, he changed his mind.
