Not twins novel (Natasha and Kenneth)

Without thinking, Kyle's gaze swept over Benjamin.

At that moment, he was sitting there obediently, like a well-behaved child, exuding an air of gentleness.

Kyle didn't want to shatter Benjamin's confidence. After all, he's still so young, and it's extraordinary that he can understand these things. Even if his ideas don't get validated or recognized, it doesn't mean he is incapable. I really want to nurture his talent.

With that thought, he gave a slight smile. "No rush. It's getting late. Let's eat first, then we can talk."

However, Benjamin uttered, "Let's take a look at this first. I also want to know how my practical results turned out."

"What's the rush-"

"I'm not hungry yet. Let's give it a try first!" Benjamin said, his gaze on Kyle filled with determination.

Kyle's gaze swept over Benjamin and then to Anthony beside him. The latter's deep black eyes, filled with an oppressive aura, seemed to have already seen through his thoughts.

Kyle let out a sigh silently. He knew that any further refusal would seem overly deliberate.

His dark eyes swept over them, and Kyle still maintained an air of nonchalance. He nodded slightly. "All right. If that's the case, let's give it a try."

With that, he took the firearm from in front of Benjamin.

As he picked it up, he paused slightly, looking up at Benjamin with a puzzled expression. "It's lighter?"

Benjamin appeared quite calm as he listened to the narration. "Yes. I noticed that we could further reduce the weight during the modification, so I gave it a try. I'm not sure if it will work, though," Benjamin said. When he said that, it made Kyle's feelings even more indescribably complex. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Would reducing the weight have an impact on the recoil?" Kyle asked.

"It shouldn't. I've reinforced it elsewhere. You can give it another try," Benjamin said to him with a hint of indifference.

Kyle looked on. At that point, he didn't have much confidence.

The modification plan, which was unfeasible from the start, had been further lightened by Benjamin. Kyle was somewhat inclined to call it off.

But as he looked at the boys, their eyes fixed intently on him, he worried that if he didn't continue, they might start crying the very next second.

With that in mind, he forced a smile and got up to give it a try.

Coincidentally, there was a target in the spacious conference room. Kyle headed straight toward it.

From a distance of over twenty meters, he raised his gun. Right when he was about to pull the trigger, Benjamin, sitting not far behind him, said, "Or, could you stand a bit further away?"

Kyle glanced back at him, contemplating how to soothe the child once everything was over.

Looking at Benjamin, Kyle said softly, "This is the maximum effective range. If it's any further, I'm afraid the accuracy might not be as high!"

Benjamin listened, didn't say anything more, and nodded. "All right. You go ahead and give it a try!"

And so, Kyle gathered his focus, turned around, raised his gun, and aimed at the distant bullseye.

At that moment, both Anthony and Benjamin were still sitting in their original positions, watching with seemingly no expression. It was as if they were observing an event that had nothing to do with them.

Bang!

They all heard the sound and looked toward the distance.

At that moment, a mechanical voice echoed from the distant target. "Bullseye hit. One hundred percent."

Upon hearing the robot's voice, Kyle furrowed his brows instantly.

At that moment, he found it somewhat hard to believe.

Looking at the firearm in his hand, and then gazing into the distance, it was as if he was experiencing an illusion.

Upon witnessing this scene, Benjamin, who was sitting nearby, had a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. Well, no embarrassment there.

Just then, Kyle turned his head to look at Benjamin behind him. "This—"

"This is just the initial distance. I think you could try standing a bit further away!" Benjamin said, his face devoid of any pride or smugness, remaining as modest and low-key as before.

In that regard, he was quite different from Anthony. Anthony had a domineering personality, inherently carrying a sense of arrogance and defiance. On the contrary, Benjamin appeared much more reserved. His gaze swept over the two of them. Kyle took a few steps back dubiously. He looked at the bullseye, took aim, and fired another shot.

The mechanical voice rang out again. “Bullseye. One hundred percent."

Only those who frequently used firearms would understand that a slight miss could lead to a great error.

Turning to look at Benjamin, Kyle couldn't hold back any longer. He walked over and asked, "How did you manage to do it? The call just now clearly said it was impossible!" However, as soon as he finished speaking, Anthony, who was standing by, chimed in, "So, all those excuses you made earlier for not wanting to try, were they because of this?"

"I..." Kyle paused for a moment, glancing at Anthony, "I'm just worried that this might ruin Benjamin's confidence!"

"In plain words, you just don't trust us!" Anthony muttered, feeling a strong sense of injustice for his younger brother.

However, Kyle didn't deny it at all. Instead, he looked at Anthony and retorted, "Do you think I should believe it? How old are you guys? Don't you have any sense? Not to mention me, look at the entire industry ask anyone, who would believe that at such a young age, one of you is the best in the hacking industry, and the other is a master of mechanical modification?"

"Uh..." Anthony looked at him, suddenly at a loss for words.

After all the praise they received, saying anything more would seem shameless.

"Seriously, you don't even have a clue about your own capabilities!" Kyle gave him a disdainful glance, then shifted his gaze back to Benjamin. "What on earth is going on?"

Benjamin then answered, "Perhaps I wasn't very clear when I explained earlier. During the modification, one of the parts needed to be removed before adding the spring. It won't work if you just add it directly." Listening to his explanation, Kyle felt a sense of awe, though he didn't fully understand.

Even though he didn't fully understand, the evidence was right in front of him. He had no reason not to believe.

Looking at Benjamin, his eyes slightly squinted. "Are you sure you're just a child?"

"Huh?"

Unable to resist, Kyle stepped forward and repeatedly ruffled Benjamin's hair.

"No! What are you doing?" Anthony asked from the side.

Kyle went up again, messed around a bit more amidst Anthony's fuss, then held his round head and gave it a thorough look.

"What are you doing?" Anthony asked again.

"I'm just checking to see if you guys are actually normal!" Kyle exclaimed, wondering how on earth their minds worked. Their existence together is something against the natural order of things. It's already incredibly rare for a family to produce one genius, let alone two. It's somewhat hard to believe.

Anthony was rendered speechless.

"How did you two manage to do it?" Kyle asked in astonishment.

"It's hereditary," Anthony stated outright.

"Hereditary? Inherited from who? Kenneth?" Kyle asked. "I've never heard of him having these abilities."