My friend

"Are you trying to bother my friend, hey Babla?" Jerry said, raising his eyebrow. Babla slowly lowered his fist and sighed loudly.

"Damn you, Jerry. I'll get you next time, and crashed your head" he said as he began to eat the sandwich he pulled out of the hole that appeared in front of him.

"You'll meet your end if you mess with him," Jerry said, helping Niard to stand on his feet. As they watched Babla went away. 

"If only this were a mental battle, I would have wiped the floor with him. All these physically strong fools are idiots," Niard said to himself.

The newcomers were moving towards a room on the other side of the hall,they were entering it one by one until it was Naird's turn.

"Step forward, Mr. Naird," a voice said without Niard being able to determine its location. He ended up following the illuminated arrows that appeared on the hall's tiles. He stood in the area which marked with an ' X' that continued to flicker intermittently.

Out of blue a stream of rays began to penetrate Niard bodu.

 "Nine seconds until the end of the genetic scan test," the voice said. Niard's heart was pumping so fast, he only thought of a way to preserve his life; this place seemed frightening. 

"First, survive, and get out of here by any means necessary." When he finished his thought, the voice instructed him to exit through the other door. 

Before he could take a step forward, the voice began repeating a few phrases. "Error in genetic mutation analysis, non-human origin of the species." The lights began to flicker then flash rapidly. 

"It's the genetic of non-existent species in the galaxy, a strange origin, its specimen which cannot be improved, a system malfunction." 

A loud alarm sounded in the room.

 "Has their system gone mad or what?" Niard laughed, feeling both confused and anxious about what the system had just said. 

He suddenly felt the presence of seven guards, who in turn cleared the way for a group of scientists who entered in a manner that left Niard speechless. 

"Els, explain what's happening," one of them quickly said, pressing on a transparent panel that appeared in front of him. 

"There hasn't been a system error since its inception; this is impossible," a captivating girl with a seductive body said, pulling the arm of a man wearing glasses who didn't seem to pay attention to her.

 "Maybe it's a glitch in the algorithms, since the sample was from the past may encounter some system vulnerabilities..." the man replied, then adjusted his glasses.

 "What are you talking about, Mark? This can't happen; our system has no vulnerabilities," another one began to shout, causing chaos in the room.

 Niard continued to stare at each one of them in astonishment at what they were saying. "Alright, boy, continue on your way; we'll take care of the rest," one of the guards said, the scientists ignoring Niard's presence, their only concern being to stop their system's madness and find out the cause of its malfunction.

"Why were you late?" Jerry asked Nerad, who left the room with a sweating forehead. 

"System error, that's what happened," Niard said, rubbing his neck as they sat on chairs that began to move on their own around the hall. 

Jerry eyed Niard in suspension way, he never heard of their system to have errors or even stopped. 

"Do I really have powers?" Niard wondered to himself, remembering his mother's words about him being special person despite his disbelief in her words.

 "Welcome newcomers, we will test your intellectual abilities; get ready, the test will begin now," said the man in a suit as a panel with many questions appeared before them, above which a timer began to decrease.

 "Five minutes, that's impossible," Niard said, starting to choose the answers. He couldn't blink as the questions disappeared and new ones appeared every three seconds.

 When the screen disappeared, Niard found that he had answered ten questions out of five thousands and he wasn't sure of their correctness. When he looked around at those were sitting by him, they didn't seem surprised, they were more relax.

 "How was the test?" Niard heard one of the students who passed by him ask his friend Babla.

 "I answered one thousand questions in five minutes; that's my limit," Babla replied with pride, making Niard felt immense pressure and embarrassment. 

"How can this gorilla have a genius mind? This is madness!" Niard said to himself, his eyes filled with astonishment. 

"A thousand questions!" he said aloud, the two students staring at him in surprise. "

Didn't you know that the more questions you answer, the higher your success rate? I heard that some say if you pass the health check test, you won't need to undergo physical tests," the boy who was talking to Niard replied. 

With confidence steps Jerry approached and patted Niard's head. "Don't worry; they're just questions; there are more tests. I've heard that they give high marks to innovators," Jerry said, trying to boost Niard's morale, who felt like a failure in this world, longing deeply for the days he spent in the past, when he ran to show his impressive grades to his father, who praised his intelligence.

"Niard, it's time to go back. If you want, I can take you on a tour in the Academy; as I'm the son of one of the teachers here, I know this placd better than anyone else," Jerry added, but Niard didn't want to go anywhere; he desperately wanted to be alone.

"No, show me the way back to the dormitory. I don't feel well," Niatd said without looking at Jerry, who somewhat understood what Niard was going through.

"Alright, from here. If you want to talk about anything, I'll be listening," Jerry said as they walked for a few minutes until they reached the end of the alley.

Many creatures floating with jelly-like extremities moved, seven sensors.