Every day, Huang Ji read like a man possessed.
It was worth noting that the noncombatants in Messiah were all highly educated.
There were PhDs in electromagnetism, Nano Material science, nuclear physics, and applied physics; a former researcher at a Canadian astronomical observatory; a former German military engineering expert; and a former American weapons designer...
These members were little use in the fight against the Illuminati. When the Black Gun Mercenary Group clashed with the enemy, all they could do was marvel.
But each had achieved something in their academic field.
Everyone had their own strengths. No one utterly mediocre would risk their life fighting the Illuminati.
If they had been ordinary people, why not just live their lives? Like most people, they would have cared only about putting food on the table.
It was precisely because they had moved beyond such basic pleasures that they pursued higher goals.
What they lacked was a stable environment in which to develop.
On June 26, Alan took his gun to assassinate Michael and draw Saya's attention.
Meanwhile, Huang Ji held in-depth academic discussions with Sophia and the others.
From morning till night, Huang Ji was either studying or debating. At night, he looked up at the stars, analyzing the information they held to gather intelligence on alien civilizations on a grand scale.
No matter whom he spoke with, he could hold his own.
As a result, no one in Messiah could gauge the depth of his knowledge!
"Aren't you a doctor? Why do you know nuclear physics too?"
"Xiao Hua, where did you study Nano Material science?"
"What exactly is your specialty? How can you hold a discussion with anyone?"
Huang Ji merely said, "I remember everything I see. I taught myself."
"What!" said Huo Linsi, an expert in human genetic engineering.