As Alex walked out of the assessment chamber, he couldn't help but replay the last seven days in his mind. The strategies he had employed, the risks he had taken, and the unexpected challenges he had faced.
Each memory was a lesson, a reminder of what he was capable of.
'Maybe my strategic thinking wasn't as bad as I originally thought it to be?'
He had made fire without tools, extracted chemicals from the earth, and crafted a bomb with nothing but his wits and the environment around him.
The survival videos he had binge-watched were more than just entertainment; they were the lifelines that had helped him succeed.
"Adapt and overcome," he reminded himself.
Alex reached his dormitory, a stark contrast to the rugged, wild environment of the simulation. He stepped inside, the familiarity of his personal space grounding him.
