The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 248 Trench
"Alright, you've rested enough, time to get back to work."

The harmonious atmosphere vanished instantly, as if it had suddenly coalesced into some kind of force.

Jiang Hui shared an idea that had been lingering in her mind for a long time, and to her surprise, it received strong approval from the group.

The group acted on their idea immediately, not wanting to waste any time.

Only seven star minutes have passed since they entered L11, and it is estimated that it will take at least forty-five star minutes for them to fully recharge. There is one star hour and five star minutes left until this round of resupply and charging ends...

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"Finally, we've come up with something that's even remotely decent." Min Hao finally showed some satisfaction.

He had thought that he might not be able to find another conducting student who would satisfy him until the end of the competition.

Although Huan Xian performed quite well, this disappointing guy, as a student of the command department, actually handed over command to a student of the combat individual department, which made people furious.

What's even more infuriating is that such promising talents didn't end up in their command department, but instead went to the combat individual soldier department. It's really frustrating.

Fortunately, Lin Maowu, who was quite capable, managed to turn the tide with his quick wit, rising to fourth place and erasing the shame of having no commanders in the top ten. If he can perform exceptionally well again in the future, a top-three finish is not out of the question.

"Xiao Min, don't get too excited yet. Lin Maowu's team is so close to that troublemaker's team in your class. They might face off, and you'll definitely lose one of your top ten spots."

“…He has a name, so please don’t tease him like that,” Min Hao said.

"Huan Xian's mind isn't on the game at all," he sighed.

As for the command authority, there's limited room for maneuver in such a simple competition. The person who took over the command is competent, and he has much more cohesion than Huan Xian.

However, he could also see that Huan Xian wasn't really focused on the competition. He was just coasting along at the beginning, only showing a slight improvement after facing Jiang Hui, at which point he started to take it more seriously. But given his opponent's ability, there was no way he could only finish eighth…

That brat was more interested in his teammates than the game itself, which was incredibly willful. However, he had no effective way to teach him a lesson, and he couldn't risk alerting the people behind him, making this guy a truly troublesome opponent.

Thinking of this, Min Hao's initial excitement at Lin Maowu's appearance immediately plummeted again.

"So, in your opinion... if Lin Maowu and Huan Xian were to meet, who would be more powerful?" Captain Nordby asked with some curiosity.

“Well—” Lieutenant Min Hao let out a long breath and looked at the R186 squad that was being shown on the screen in the center: “I don’t think Lin Maowu would choose to attack the R186 squad at this time.” Or rather… if Lin Maowu is smart enough, he is unlikely to choose to go up against Huan Xian.

Few at Besca Intermediate Academy knew better than the students in Class Two what kind of unparalleled abilities that person possessed. It was a power that transcended the limits of ordinary humans, a power that humans should not have, and an existence considered "anomaly."

This is precisely why the other students in Class Two cannot accept him.

Such a person is his student, and it's truly something that makes you both love and hate him.

"Everyone else is busy plotting and scheming to surround and kill them, or making all sorts of plans for their own future development. How come they've changed... they're actually having heart-to-heart talks." Instructor Tan couldn't help but laugh at this.

In fact, according to Jiang Hui, this was just a small intra-school competition. Not only were the rules and conditions of this competition quite crude, but the results of the team members were also not linked. Therefore, it would be too abstract to talk about a sense of collective honor.

In the training ground, many teams, in order to gain an advantage of surviving three rounds, even lowered their selection standards to make do or skipped the crucial process of team cohesion altogether. Of course, many teams also selected relatively familiar people as team members from the beginning, resulting in uneven skill levels and a lack of teamwork among the team members.

This led to many funny incidents, all of which will be recorded in the records of each class and will serve as a reference for these children's training for a long time to come after the competition.

Even in such a tense and rushed environment, there are still some special cases, such as the R186 squad.

These children are indeed very sincere.

In a competition that spans only thirty-six stars, the team members took it more seriously than anyone else. In a short period of time, they observed, tested, worked together, and got to know each other and understand one another... This level of mental journey is comparable to that of comrades who have fought side by side in a real battle.

This sense of unity is truly remarkable.

"What are these kids... preparing?" Captain Lynch looked away from his rather easy-going students and glanced curiously at the footage showing R186 Squad.

Actually, there are far fewer teams left in the stadium now. The previously densely packed small broadcast screens have been enlarged considerably, and the intervals between each shot are much longer than before.

Of course, the central screen primarily broadcasts the highlights of each team. After all, what everyone wants to see is a clash of skills or intellect between the strongest teams, rather than a team quietly enjoying a peaceful moment. Therefore, the teams that perform better naturally get more screen time, which is also the choice of the audience watching in the arena.

The large screen in the middle displayed the current status of the R186 squad. The group chatted for a while, and then, as if they had planned it in advance, they began to move around the energy point in an orderly manner, and not in a small way.

Seeing that Huan Xian and Hillman, who were stronger, were digging something with their tools, while Jiang Hui, Zhou Xiuwen and Clarence were moving around a large piece of rubber, doing something, the teachers present felt a little strange.

What are they doing? Could it be that they're planning to dig a pit at the energy point to trap future visitors?

"Shirley, do you know what that 'trenches' that child was talking about is all about?" Zapp asked his old acquaintance with a puzzled look.

Class teacher Xia Li Fang shook her head: "Didn't that kid just say he wanted to get an auxiliary tool for digging a hole?"

“I heard…” Zapp said with a hint of helplessness, “I mean, what is the origin of this thing? This doesn’t seem like something an ordinary girl who hasn’t experienced war could come up with.”

Regardless of their military rank, most of them were soldiers who had participated in formal combat, so they were generally familiar with many things. Basically, after Jiang Hui explained it to them briefly, they roughly understood what the purpose of digging this thing was.

She was just a teenage girl. Even if she might have some understanding of war due to her family, it was unlikely that she could come up with something so close to the reality of war out of thin air.

"Trenches were a type of auxiliary combat tool that was popular in the old human era of our home planet. They were dug into the ground to avoid bullets and munitions. However, with the progress of the times, the methods of interstellar warfare have changed dramatically, and this tactic has been abandoned for a long time." Stark replied in a deep voice from afar, his eyes slightly brightening as he looked at the few people in the field who were busy setting up the trenches, but who were doing so in a seemingly professional manner.

(End of this chapter)