Top-Tier Superpower Student

The eyes are the most important thing for a sniper besides the gun, and Wang Ying had lost one, meaning he no longer had the qualifications to hold a gun. For a sniper, this was an immense sorrow, one that Lin Tian could not fully comprehend. Lin Tian looked at the sixteen-year-old Wang Ying, feeling a bit sour. At that age, most kids from normal families were attending school, enjoying their carefree lives, naive and romantic, dreaming about one beautiful future after another. But what about Wang Ying? An orphan from childhood, raised in the military, Lin Tian could hardly imagine how he had become a sniper at just sixteen. That hardship seemed something only Wang Ying himself could understand! Honestly, Lin Tian greatly admired the young man before him. At sixteen, he hadn't touched a gun, hadn't been on the battlefield, hadn't made contributions to the nation. "Do you really enjoy being a sniper?" asked Lin Tian. At the mention of the word "sniper," the previously despondent Wang Ying suddenly brightened up, "From a young age, I have dreamed of becoming the world's top sniper, able to summon death silently and swiftly upon the enemy! For this, I strove, I struggled, I put in a hundred times more effort than an ordinary person, and finally became the youngest sniper in all of Huaxia. I've been assigned thrice, completed two missions successfully, but on the third, I was ambushed by three snipers. In the end, I killed two and severely wounded another, but in this battle, I lost my left eye and can no longer wield a gun." His words rang with fervor, but upon mentioning his eye, Wang Ying's tone fell, his fists clenched tightly, audibly crackling, full of resentment! "Oh look, isn't that the renowned sniper, the ace under the General, Huaxia's youngest sniper, Wang Ying, Wang Tianjiao himself? What's Wang Tianjiao doing in a hospital instead of shooting on the battlefield?" came the mocking voice of four soldiers in uniform from not too far away! Wang Ying stared at them, his arms tensed and eyes full of anger. The leader among them, named Zhang Yue, had once been Wang Ying's comrade. They trained together, entered together into the sniper selection, where Zhang Yue was a top candidate. During a certain assessment, Zhang Yue lost to Wang Ying by just one point. Later, Wang Ying became the main shooter, and Zhang Yue the assistant, but Zhang Yue couldn't swallow this. He requested reassignment to a combat unit. Since then, he harbored hatred for Wang Ying, believing he had stolen the position of main shooter from him. Just hearing of Wang Ying's misfortune, he hurried to embarrass him. Wang Ying, holding back his rage, yelled, "In the competitive assessments, every move we made was recorded by cameras, and over ten officers scored us together. The assessment was fair. You are simply not as skilled as me. You, always so desperate for victory and glory, care too much about honor. Such a person truly does not deserve to be a sniper." "I don't deserve to be a sniper? And you think you do? You still dare to lecture me? Don't you ever look in the mirror? I advise you to take a good look at yourself. You're no longer a sniper prodigy, but a one-eyed dragon, a cripple who can never wield a gun again!" "A cripple!" Zhang Yue ruthlessly insulted Wang Ying, his harsh words drawing a crowd, who all pointed and whispered about Wang Ying, showing no concern for his feelings. Unable to bear it any longer, Wang Ying clenched his fists, ready to strike Zhang Yue. Lin Tian stepped forward, grabbing Wang Ying's fist, and said, "Against the four of them, how do you intend to fight? They're clearly trying to provoke you into throwing the first punch so they can retaliate justifiably. When faced with difficulties, anger won't solve problems. Get up where you fall! Trust me, I can heal your eye." "Thanks, Brother Lin Tian, but it's useless. The doctor has already said that my eye can't be cured," Wang Ying said resignedly. Watching Wang Ying's dejected figure, Zhang Yue was pleased and mocked Lin Tian, "Who are you anyway, and what's your relation to him? Even Wang Tianjiao has said his eye can't be cured, yet here you are, boldly claiming you can heal him. You're like a dog chasing a mouse, meddling in others' business!" "I said I can heal it, and I will!" Lin Tian, looked down upon, spoke angrily. If not for wanting Wang Ying to regain his own dignity, he would have struck Zhang Yue himself. Among the spectators, one happened to be Wang Ying's primary doctor, who, hearing Lin Tian's claim, spoke irritably, "I have personally examined his eye. Four-fifths of it was damaged by shrapnel, with half of the cells already dead. His eye is beyond saving. Young man, your intentions may be good, but don't speak irresponsibly and doubt my medical skills!" "Yes, young man, what are you saying? Doctor Wang is our hospital's best ophthalmologist. If he says it can't be healed, then it definitely can't be healed. How can you deny Doctor Wang?" a nurse said sycophantically, criticizing Lin Tian. Even some patients discussed Lin Tian among themselves, their eyes filled with scorn. Lin Tian did not argue back. He believed that the facts would prove everything! He took out a healing potion from the 'Taotie System' and offered it to Wang Ying, saying, "I incidentally obtained this potion. Drink it, and it will heal your left eye. Take back the dignity you lost." Everyone stared at the transparent potion, their eyes widened, but none could see anything unusual about this unlabeled bottle. No one there, including Wang Ying, believed that this potion could heal his eye. "This guy must be crazy. I just don't believe it. A mere potion can cure his eye?" "Exactly. The best doctors with the most advanced equipment couldn't cure it, yet an unknown potion supposedly can?" "This guy is showing off too much. Let's see how he ends this!" ..., .... The people around Lin Tian pointed and spoke critically of him. Lin Tian ignored them, holding the healing potion and said, "Trust me, drink this, and you will regain your dignity!" Wang Ying stared into Lin Tian's eyes, feeling an unprecedented sense of security. He tremblingly took the healing potion and drained it in one gulp! "Slowly peel off the gauze, and you will see the results you desire!" Lin Tian said. Wang Ying did as instructed. He was excited yet nervous, for this was his last hope. The entire venue fell silent, whether it was Zhang Yue, the doctor, or the crowd, they all stared at Wang Ying's eyes, as if waiting for a miracle to occur. Layer by layer, the gauze was unwrapped, gradually revealing an eye covered in blood. His eye had recently been injured, parts of the wound were crusted, and blood still flowed in places. Looking at Wang Ying's eye was particularly harrowing for the onlookers. Having removed the gauze, Wang Feng struggled to pick at the scabs covering his eye. Gradually, his hands trembled as a sliver of light entered his left eye. Wang Ying suddenly sprang up, swung his right fist into the air, and shouted loudly, "I can see, I can see again, I can be a sniper again, hahaha...!" "How... how is this possible?" the doctor said in disbelief. "He… he can really see now," Zhang Yue expressed with the same disbelief as the doctor. The others also wore expressions of surprise; they had all hoped for a miracle, but now that it had actually happened, they couldn't believe it. Lin Tian casually snatched a rifle from a warrior. The warrior tried to protect his weapon but was no match for Lin Tian. Lin Tian tossed the rifle to Wang Ying and told him, "At a 67° angle above, there's a sparrow flying. With your gun, take back your dignity!" Wang Ying reacted instantly, grabbing the gun, hoisting it, aiming, and chambering in one smooth motion. With a gun in hand, Wang Ying looked extraordinarily dashing, giving off a sense that he was born a legendary marksman. "Bang!" The shot fired, the bird fell, the people were astonished! A gunshot that intimidated everyone silenced those who had just mocked Lin Tian. As the sparrow hit the ground, it metaphorically slapped each of their faces, especially Zhang Yue, who witnessed the return of the once fallen prodigy, Wang Ying, reassuming his place at the peak, becoming even more dazzling. He hung his head low, staring at Wang Ying, overwhelmed with a sense of humiliation, as if he was back on the day of the competitive assessment. The once-bold Zhang Yue who had dared to challenge Wang Ying was now too intimidated to do so. Wang Ying, staring at the barrel of the rifle, kissed it, his eyes bright and spirited. Now, he was the brightest star in the sky, too disdainful to humiliate Zhang Yue, for in his heart, Zhang Yue didn't even deserve to be humiliated. Wang Ying tossed the rifle back to the soldier and said to Zhang Yue, "Take your gun and your men and scram!" The word "scram," sent a shock through Zhang Yue's heart. He dared not retort or even meet Wang Ying's eyes. Surrounded by the crowd's scorn, he fled disgracefully. Then, the doctors, nurses, and the once lively crowd quickly dispersed. Once the crowd had dispersed, Wang Ying was no longer the cold-hearted marksman but a sixteen-year-old filled with gratitude. He ran to Lin Tian's side and, disregarding Lin Tian's injuries, hugged him tightly. "Lin Tian bro, thank you for the potion, thank you for curing my left eye. You are my savior, my rebirth parents. I love you for life." After speaking, Wang Ying hugged Lin Tian's head and fiercely kissed Lin Tian on the forehead. Ah crap, Lin Tian wanted to curse; Wang Ying's way of showing gratitude was too peculiar. Instead of inviting him for dinner, drinks, or even a spa, he had to kiss him. Could it be that Wang Ying, raised in the military, was similar to those men in prison, a gay? And the way Wang Ying kissed him seemed so dominant; if he was the dominant one, then Lin Tian was the submissive one. Imagining Wang Ying on top of him, Lin Tian broke into a cold sweat from fear. He forcefully pushed Wang Ying away, covering his chest with his hands, his face full of alert. This incident confused Wang Ying, and Lin Tian looked at him as if he were an enemy. Wang Ying tentatively asked, "Bro Lin Tian, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"