Anyone with Hands Can Do It

Singapore? Central Intelligence Department?

And the fourth... oh, it was related to me!

The sheer amount of information instantly put Xina on alert, even slowing the rate at which she chewed.

"If she's the one teaching, you girls will definitely learn quite a lot." Himeko swept her gaze around before finally fixing it on Xina. "Xina, although your Honkai energy affinity is very high, your physical fitness is a serious weakness. Frontline combat Valkyries might... not be very suitable for you. Technical Valkyries who work behind the lines, or intelligence Valkyries who handle other work in the shadows, are both good options as well."

"You're all still Trainee Valkyries. You can find the path that suits each of you at the academy, then continue developing along that path."

"Mm, I'll think it over carefully. Thank you, Teacher Himeko." Xina set down her bowl and chopsticks, curiosity gleaming in her golden eyes. After organizing her thoughts, she asked, "By the way, what exactly is this Valkyrie codenamed Wraith like? From the way the Principal spoke, she seems very impressive?"

"She really is." Himeko bit down on her fork as she recalled this colleague of hers, giving her a very favorable assessment. "Wraith isn't much of a fighter, but as an intelligence operative, her disguise and intelligence-gathering abilities rank among the best in all of Schicksal. Because of how mysterious and elusive she is, she has another nickname among us A-Rank Valkyries: Ghost!"

"Really? Then I'll have to learn properly from her tomorrow!" Xina curled her lips slightly, seemingly growing even more curious about tomorrow's unusual disguise class.

The next morning, during practical weapons training, Xina's performance left the specialized teacher responsible for instructing them in various weapons utterly dumbfounded.

While quite a few Valkyries casually held Man-Portable Rocket Launchers one-handed and played with them like light weapons, Xina actually needed someone to support the launcher tube before she could even shoulder it...

Setting aside freakishly strong girls like Kiana, even the most ordinary D-Rank Logistics Valkyries could run ten kilometers cross-country in full gear and only end up with slightly flushed cheeks.

Honestly, the Weapons Class Teacher had never encountered a Valkyrie as physically weak as Xina.

She could only say that she had been teaching for too long to have actually run into such an oddball as Xina...

"Xina, you should go practice with the light weapons over there..." The Weapons Class Teacher pointed toward the firearms area not far away and tactfully sent Xina over.

"Oh..." Xina nodded, but she did not look particularly disappointed. Rocket launchers really were a little too heavy for her.

Being able to skip handling heavy weapons and go straight to light weapons was, if anything, a special privilege for her.

Before long, the Weapons Class Teacher was stunned by Xina again.

Of course, this time it was not because Xina had embarrassed herself by being unable to lift a weapon. It was because she had used an ordinary sniper rifle without an optical scope to hit five moving targets eight hundred meters away.

"Y-You... this is your first time using a gun?!" The Weapons Class Teacher stared at the footage sent over by the automated target-scoring machine, her voice trembling slightly. Her contracted pupils made her look as though she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Not exactly..." Xina pondered with her index finger in her mouth, then added, "When I was playing outside my house as a child, there were two gangs in a shootout nearby. A black farm—ah, no, a black gang member got his head blown apart and fell right in front of me. I picked up his pistol and played with it for a while. Later, the FBI came and confiscated it."

Hey, hey, hey, pistols and sniper rifles were completely different things, okay?!

And what the hell was a "black farm... gang member"? You were trying to say that word at first, weren't you?!

No, no, no, none of that was important! Forget the gang shootout—you didn't run away, and you even dared to pick up a gun from a dead man to play with it? How old were you back then? Why were you so bold?!

No one had expected such a short statement to contain so many things worth criticizing.

The nearby students stared blankly at Xina, unable to decide what they should even complain about first.

Even Kiana, after hearing about Xina's "glorious deeds," could not help but imitate Fu Hua's tone and sigh. Xina truly was an extraordinary person!

"By the way, there are several sniper rifles next to you with all their attachments equipped. Why did you use that one without a scope? Is it because the iron sights are steadier?" The Weapons Class Teacher rubbed her hands together, eagerly waiting for Xina's answer.

"No. It's because the gun in my hands is lighter without anything attached. That gun over there has too much random stuff on it, so it tires me out a little to carry it... What, you need auxiliary equipment just to hit targets eight hundred meters away?"

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Everyone looked at Xina with complicated expressions as they listened to her say something utterly speechless in such a frank tone.

Sister, did you have to be that infuriating?!

That was the honest sentiment shared by every gun-wielding Valkyrie nearby.

Xina's words were not an explanation for why she was such a good shot!

She was slapping everyone present across the face with them—SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

She had used a bare sniper rifle to hit moving targets eight hundred meters away not because it felt better, but because she could not lift one with attachments!

What kind of hellish joke was that?

The most crucial part was that she had never received any firearms training, yet the first time she touched a gun, she had already reached the shooting level of an Ace Sniper.

Damn it, two sentences had rendered everyone present speechless.

For a moment, the entire field fell silent. Those who had just laughed at Xina for being unable to carry a rocket launcher were so stifled that they did not even dare raise their heads.

After all... physical fitness could improve after a few days of training, but marksmanship... effort could only determine your lower limit, while talent determined your upper limit.

Seeing nearly everyone around her fall silent, their faces as unpleasant as if they had swallowed flies, Xina finally understood just how monstrously talented she was.

This... was not really Xina's fault. In her view, hitting moving targets eight hundred meters away was something anyone with hands could do. Who knew so many people were no different from having no hands at all...

Finally, the Weapons Class Teacher was the first to break the silence. Wiping away sweat, she said, "Xina, do you see that flag over there?"

"I see it!" Xina looked in the direction the teacher was pointing. A yellow signal flag fluttered in the wind far away.

"Try hitting it!"

"Okay!" Xina clamped the sniper rifle's support onto the table, bent down, and pulled the trigger.

A few seconds later, the yellow flag, its tether snapped by the shot, slowly drifted to the ground in the gentle breeze.

Watching the yellow flag slowly fall, the Weapons Class Teacher silently took out her communicator and called Theresa. "Hello, Principal Theresa? I... I found a potential Ace Sniper! Yes! That's right!"