The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 137 Clues

Of course, she wasn't the only one who lost her composure. When they saw what was inside the box, almost all the young people present also let out a heartfelt sigh of admiration, praising these exquisite and lifelike teaching aids.

While these native interstellar youths had access to far more information and knowledge than Jiang Hui from Earth, the vast majority present came from ordinary families and had almost no opportunity to be so close to these simulated military weapons. Their impressions of such weapons came mostly from movies, the Star Network, or even a few lines of description in books.

However, very few students come from families with special circumstances or those who have access to such replica military equipment. Even if they do, their families may not be able to allow them to have close contact with these dangerous items.

But things are different now. Judging from the number of these so-called teaching aids in the box, it's roughly one per person. This means that each of them can have close contact with these incredibly realistic military weapons, and even try them out themselves. It's just a question of how much difference there will be between the simulation and the real thing… after all, the simulations are already this cool.

Of those present who chose to enter the combat individual training program, nine out of ten dreamed of joining the army and becoming imperial soldiers who would defend their country. How could they resist such temptation?
Even though they were wary of the instructors' authority, they couldn't help but lose their composure slightly. Fortunately, Stark and his companion had no intention of focusing on the children's military etiquette or attitude at this moment.

The two instructors carefully and meticulously inspected the condition of each firearm, then adjusted them according to the standards and data most suitable for the students' use, and finally arranged them neatly on the ground, quickly forming a square formation.

The next moment, Stark ordered everyone to assemble and form ranks. After these days of training, although everyone had relaxed for a while, they all reacted quickly and formed ranks upon hearing the instructor's order.

As the group regrouped, they immediately realized that their formation was the same size as the armory array laid out by the two instructors, Stark and his companion. If they took a few steps forward in this formation, every single weapon would fall precisely to their right.

Jiang Hui estimated that it would take about six and a half steps, very close to... 4.87 meters.

She had only made a rough estimate, unaware that her measurements were becoming increasingly precise, sometimes down to the centimeter. This was despite the fact that in the past she had such poor spatial awareness that she couldn't even distinguish left from right.

Sure enough, Stark ordered everyone to march six and a half steps to attention. At this moment, a long spear lay upright on the right side of each person's feet, each spear being about one meter long.

The scene was quite spectacular, with cold-blooded firearms scattered all over the ground. Each one was more than half a person's length long, and every detail exuded a unique, chilling aura of weaponry. The visual impact was truly strong, and it certainly tested one's psychological endurance.

Many students present were already impatient, eager to pick up the big gun on the ground and fire a few shots at the enemy, to get a taste of the thrill, as if they had become sharpshooters.

However, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. It is obvious that the first step for a real soldier to handle firearms is not hands-on practice. No matter what he is going to do, he must at least understand the theory.

The instructor named Nierqi stepped forward and took over the position of class leader from Stark, ordering everyone to squat down on the spot.

This is not just any random squat; it's a military squat. It requires the trainee to keep their back straight, with their feet supporting their hips at a specific angle, placing high demands on the toes and core.

Then, in that pose, he gestured for everyone to raise their assigned firearms and place them on their laps.

That's right, they're going to have a theory lesson now.

Before they could actually pick up this thing and fire a shot, they needed to understand the structure of this standard rifle. Otherwise, they might not even know which side was the head and which side was the tail, let alone how to use it. Jiang Hui imitated the others' movements, somewhat clumsily lifting the weapon. His palm immediately felt slightly hot upon touching the side, feeling both excited and somewhat unreal.

When Jiang Hui lifted the object and placed it on her thigh, she realized that this huge thing was much heavier than she had imagined.

How to put it? It wasn't the kind of weight you'd feel carrying rice or flour; rather, it had a density more like sand or gravel. But after pressing against her thigh for a few seconds, she felt the contact surface become somewhat warm, and her toes tingled slightly.

Of course, that's not important. Jiang Hui's attention was quickly drawn to Nie Erqi's concise yet insightful explanation.

Unconsciously, she used her eyes and hands to measure the data of the long spear... including the dimensions of each ring, and with the instructor's explanation, she understood the composition of each component, and even the feel of the paint on the outside.

97……31.5……KG……0.001mg……三环总圈度……6.2……18.7……59.5……

No one noticed that her eyes, which were lowered and looking at the spear, were gleaming with an unusual silver light.

Stark stepped back to the sidelines, silently listening to Nie Erqi instruct the students on the structure of the firearm, while keeping an eye on the actions of his subordinates.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell upon a figure in the first two rows on the right. He noticed something amiss with the other person's groping and examining movements; the left hand gripping the gun trembled slightly, and the veins were faintly visible.

Stark frowned and quickly walked to the other side to see what was going on. But when he turned around, the girl seemed to have returned to normal. Her grip loosened slightly, and her gaze fell precisely on the spot where Nie Erqi was explaining. Everything seemed normal.

Could it be that he saw wrong... or just imagined it? But the other party's aura was indeed slightly disordered, much like a mental disorder.

Well... I'll ask Lu Jin later. Maybe he hasn't recovered from the earlier disturbance.

It seems that once the military training is over, we should get that child treated as soon as possible. The consequences of the imbalance in the closed brain region are far more serious than he imagined; it seems like it could trigger mental disorder at any moment.

Stark lingered for a while, looked around, and only after confirming that the person's breathing had calmed down and there were no major problems did he quietly walk around to the other side to check on the other students.

Unbeknownst to Jiang Hui, while she was engrossed in reading the machine gun data, Stark had been standing beside her observing for quite some time, and regarded her unusual instinctive reading reaction as a sequela caused by closed-off brain regions.

She was now completely absorbed in the gun, entering a strange new state.

(End of this chapter)