The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 375 Coming to Pick Up
After the previous little incident, the group obediently continued chatting and finished the meal.

However, the other party probably really liked the atmosphere, and after dinner, they showed no intention of letting them go home, continuing to chat about trivial topics.

Well, these topics were indeed pointless for this Grand Marshal. Jiang Hui simply couldn't see the point in him engaging them in such conversation.

Are they really enjoying this atmosphere? Jiang Hui was a little confused.

"Hmm?" Zhou Yuanjing raised an eyebrow and glanced at the children with a flicker in his eyes.

The person who came to report said something else in a low voice, and Zhou Yuanjing nodded in acknowledgment before leaving.

It's rest time now, and Zhou Yuanjing has specifically instructed his subordinates not to come in and disturb him unless it's important.

So if someone comes in at this time, it must be something urgent.

Zhou Xiuwen had experienced similar things many times before, but this time he was a little confused because Zhou Yuanjing's reaction after hearing it was a little off. It didn't seem like he was hearing something urgent or important; instead, it was more like... funny?
what happened?
Fortunately, Marshal Zhou wasn't one to keep people in suspense. A hint of obvious interest appeared on his face as he said, "Kids, the holiday is coming to an end. Someone's here to pick you up."

Jiang Hui & Huan Xian & Hillman & Zhou Xiuwen: ?

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The aloof young military officer strode through the unfamiliar mansion corridor, his boots gleaming, his collar neatly buttoned, every part of him exuding an air of discipline.

He followed the guide with ease to each path, not at all like someone who had just arrived; he seemed more like a local than the person in front of him.

Upon reaching a half-open door, the young man walked in without hesitation, without looking around. He walked straight for a short distance before suddenly stopping, then removed the tip of his hat and respectfully gave a military salute to the elder in the upper position.

"Captain Stark Tang of the Eighth Army Corps greets Commander Zhou."

"You came."

This greeting was extremely respectful, without the slightest hint of embellishment, and even more standard than the one in the military handbook, demonstrating the respect the visitor held.

"Alright, get up." Zhou Yuanjing looked the young officer up and down.

The changes since he left the capital are truly remarkable, and many outstanding talents have emerged, Zongting being one, and this one as well.

However, he had never met Start Tang before, but he had heard Rex mention him once.

The other person's qualifications were not particularly outstanding when they first graduated from military academy, but their basic knowledge and graduation grades were very solid, and their performance in actual service after graduation was remarkable.

Therefore, Rex had considered recruiting him back then, but unfortunately, he ultimately chose the Eighth Legion, where his administrative district was located. Over the years, he has made great strides and achieved remarkable results. Considering his background and qualifications, it is already quite impressive that he has reached this position.

"How has Commander Du's health been these past few years?" Zhou Yuanjing asked.

The person asking the question appeared to be the one frail and sickly, yet he was inquiring about the other's health... This scene would likely seem awkward to anyone unaware of the situation, but the two people present were insiders and naturally didn't find it strange. Commander Du was referring to Du Rui, the commander of the Eighth Legion, who was also the direct superior of Major General Yuso, who had promoted Stark to his current position.

This commander of the Eighth Legion has been in the military for over two hundred years, making him one of the older commanders among the Empire's nineteen elite legion commanders. Besides him, only three other legion commanders are over three hundred years old.

When Zhou Yuanjing first joined the army, this Commander Du was already a full-fledged corps commander.

Therefore, in terms of age, Zhou Yuanjing could only be considered a young man in front of Commander Du. Zhou Yuanjing was always very humble and polite to Commander Du.

Stark nodded: "The commander has always been in good health. Before I left the central sector, he reached an agreement with the forward troops stationed along the pre-drawn line of HM5895-A, planning to open up a new front over the next ten years."

"Oh?" Zhou Yuanjing asked with interest, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, but said nothing.

The HM5895-A pre-demarcated line is a reserve secondary line drawn up by the military in advance according to the theater of operations. It is an operational area that can be both offensive and defensive. Advancing along the entire line would form a primary forward line, but this would naturally require a lot of time and resources. It cannot be deployed and pushed forward at any time if one wants to retreat.

Because it was not a frontline battleground established due to war, and its costs were enormous, it was not a primary focus of the military's development and promotion.

However, if the relevant legion can apply and make arrangements, then the legion can station itself along the entire front, which is equivalent to expanding the legion's power.

However, developing new fronts is a rather lengthy process, and gaps in defenses also need to be filled. Therefore, many legions prefer to use public fronts, as this is more time-saving and less troublesome.

Du Rui went against the grain, opening up a new front, a completely new reserve front, which shows his ambition.

This old general is truly as sharp as ever. During his more than two hundred years of service to the army, he opened up dozens of new fronts and patched up seventy-one gaps in the empire's defenses. It is said that he gradually reduced such operations in the last fifty years due to declining physical strength, but unexpectedly, the enemy resumed their campaigns in the years since he withdrew from the center. This is truly admirable.

But he himself... was truly no good. Zhou Yuanjing sighed almost imperceptibly.

“Your legion hasn’t changed at all over the years,” Zhou Yuanjing said leisurely. “If everyone were like your commander, the empire would have far fewer troubles.”

Stark didn't reply. He could listen to such a question, but he couldn't and shouldn't answer it.

Of course, Marshal Zhou didn't need anyone's agreement; he simply fell into his own thoughts.

After a long silence, Zhou Yuanjing's voice finally broke through the quiet conference hall: "You're still young, so taking a break like this isn't a bad thing. With your talent, Commander Du won't neglect you. Don't worry—"

Stark was not surprised that this man knew about his temporary retreat from the center to come here, and simply listened quietly to the marshal's instructions.

"Alright, I won't keep you here to talk to this old man. Those kids are probably getting impatient, go and get them." Zhou Yuanjing smiled, raised his thin right hand, and gestured for the other person to leave.

The young man, who had remained calm throughout, gave the elder seated above him a respectful salute that was no less than the military salute he had given at the beginning, before leaving the meeting hall and following the guide toward the small white building next door.

Jiang Hui and the others had already received word that Stark was coming to pick them up and take them back to school, and they were currently busy packing their belongings.

(End of this chapter)