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Recently, a remarkable person has emerged from the research institute at Bangyi Military Academy. His name is Zhu Rong, and he loves to smile.
He smiles when he's happy, when he's unhappy, and even when someone's fist is about to hit him in the face.
His agreeableness is maxed out, his tolerance is maxed out, and he seems to have no temper at all.
When word reached Wu Sheng'an, the notorious troublemaker from the neighboring infantry academy, he scoffed.
He figured a person like that was either crazy or putting on an act!
Everyone else at the academy thought the same.
So they quickly agreed on a bet: who could make this genius scholar from the research institute lose his cool?
They took turns trying, but after three days, every one of them had failed.
Out of options, they went to Wu Sheng'an and earnestly asked him to step in. "Bro Wu, the honor of our infantry academy is in your hands!"
Wu Sheng'an was baffled. "A whole bunch of us can't handle one guy?"
Making friends was hard, but making someone mad should be a piece of cake, right?
...Turns out, it wasn't.
Not only couldn't he get under Zhu Rong's skin, but the other man even caught the teacup Wu had deliberately knocked over, then smiled and handed it back to him. "Be more careful next time."
Wu Sheng'an: "..."
Damn! Could someone really be this good-natured?
He refused to believe it!
Zhu Rong actually had a bad temper.
But no one knew that, during the three months he was unconscious before the military academy began, Zhu Rong had a nightmare that spanned ten years.
In the dream, alien bugs invaded, and millions of warships were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
One planet after another sent out a final battle notice.
His teachers and classmates, so lively in the present, whether annoying or troublemaking, all became cold figures in the death toll.
They fought to the death and never retreated.
Until at last, the stars went dark, and humanity was no more.
So when he opened his eyes and saw Wu Sheng'an, the special forces commander who had died because of him in the dream, still a young man without a trace of his future self, making such an over-the-top effort to provoke him,
Zhu Rong looked at the living person before him and felt that the world was noisy, and everything was just right.
2026.07.29
Theme: The world is noisy, and everything is just right