The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 407 Mech Illusion (Part 1)

"No need to look anymore. It's been selected," Jiang Hui said to her friends who were still unaware of the situation.

Perhaps it was because her tone was so certain, as if it were already in the past, that everyone, including Clarence, turned to look at her.

“I don’t need to choose anymore, Teacher Carlo said she has already chosen for me.” Jiang Hui was extremely grateful that Huan Xian had randomly selected a spot earlier, but she didn’t know when Carlo had chosen for her. Otherwise, it would have been terrible if Huan Xian had gone through all that trouble to find out it was all for nothing.

The reason the screen was blank at the end was because she had already secured a spot to attend the class. The timing was perfect; they were all incredibly lucky to have managed to snag a place.

Upon hearing this, the group seemed to breathe a sigh of relief or something else, but after a while, their expressions became somewhat subtle.

"What's wrong? Why do you all have that expression?" Jiang Hui couldn't stand the stares and asked with a wry smile.

"...You can do it like this? Everyone else is scrambling to go to class, but you're the one the teacher specifically requested to attend? Didn't you say you were just helping out by organizing some materials last time? It seems like they've got your eye on you as a student," Hillman said, somewhat puzzled.

"Don't talk nonsense. That Professor Carlo has no shortage of people who want to be his students." Jiang Hui thought about it and didn't think Carlo appreciated her to that extent. He probably just thought she had a good memory and was a little fascinated by it. Because they didn't talk about mecha much during those days, they spent most of their time burying themselves in organizing books. And because the administrator was more lively, she was actually more familiar with him.

"I guess... it might be part of the compensation?" Jiang Hui asked uncertainly.

"What kind of nonsense is this? What kind of compensation is this?" Hillman was both amused and exasperated. He firmly believed that Mr. Carlo must have admired Jiang Hui, because he had heard his father say that Mr. Carlo was actually a very arrogant person, so arrogant that he often seemed inappropriate, otherwise he wouldn't have left the capital so dejectedly back then.

How could someone so proud of their knowledge and talents pay special attention to a student's course selection just because she helped them out? Jiang Hui must possess talents that he admires.

Honestly, it's hard to believe that a senior instructor revered by the mecha department would care about the academic progress of a combat individual student. People would probably be shocked.

Of course, this was Hillman's friend, Jiang Hui, whom he always considered the most capable, a quality even Huan Xian couldn't match. He held Huan Xian in awe, but had an almost blind trust in Jiang Hui.

Thinking about this made him feel as if he were the one who was truly capable, and his mood visibly improved, and he forgot all about his temper.

Jiang Hui didn't know why Hillman suddenly became happy on his own, and then he answered the conversation of the others.

Huan Xian only logged out after confirming that Jiang Hui had secured a spot, and then went into the backend through another portal. He still wanted to check everyone's course selection status, since verbal statements lacked a certain tangible sense of reality.

"It seems you've been studying well lately." Zhou Xiuwen, of course, didn't know about Jiang Hui's studies, but just by looking at the mecha pilot's special treatment of her, he knew that she must have been working hard behind the scenes. After all, no knowledge comes from nothing; there must be a process of hard work and digestion, and one must endure pain that ordinary people cannot bear. Jiang Hui has always done very well in this regard.

"Did you see the battle report case of the B-2VGR2175 defense line last week? Let's discuss it sometime?" Clarence suddenly asked.

Jiang Hui nodded, turning her questioning gaze to Huan Xian, preparing to invite him to join the discussion again. "You guys take a look first, it might not be possible today. I have some things to do later, and I'll be taking the next two days off." Unexpectedly, Huan Xian shook his head upon hearing this, sent everyone's successful course selection pages to the chat group, and then stood up to say goodbye and leave first: "If you have any questions or need any supplementary information, you can contact me via text message, and I'll get back to you later."

Jiang Hui and the others nodded, then watched as the other person leisurely left the study room. The others inside felt neither curiosity nor displeasure at being left behind, as they were used to the other person's often sudden bursts of activity. He was also often elusive, making him arguably the most mysterious person among them.

“Then let’s go back too. We should get some rest. Tomorrow we have our mecha practical class scheduled. This should be the last stage of basic training before the comprehensive course starts, so we need to make the most of our time to practice,” Hillman sighed.

“That’s fine. I haven’t been sleeping well these past few days, so I want to go back and catch up on my sleep,” Zhou Xiuwen said.

“Then let’s all go back and catch up on our sleep, especially Jiang, don’t sneak in any more all-nighters to study.” Hillman said seriously, “You’re practically getting dark circles under your eyes.”

What?! Interstellar people have dark circles under their eyes?! Since arriving here, this person, who hasn't had a regular sleep schedule for various reasons, had almost forgotten about them. Even though she'd been staying up all night and hadn't "slept" for months, the area around her eyes remained perfectly normal and healthy. She'd even assumed that interstellar people's genes had been optimized after immigrating to this interstellar region, making dark circles a thing of the past. Turns out, they do exist.

"Pfft—you actually believe that?! What kind of antiquated term is that? Humans haven't had such problems for a long time. Don't listen to him, it's not true." Zhou Xiuwen couldn't help but interrupt someone's alarmist talk when he saw Jiang Hui seemingly looking at the mirror in the study room as Hillman said: "But... you really should rest more, you look very tired." As he spoke, he seemed to observe the expression on her face.

Jiang Hui paused for a moment, then nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Hurry, it's getting dark, let's go." Hillman half-pushed the group to the door, where the study room's system had already been shut down.

"Let's go back and rest."

"See you tomorrow."

"Goodbye."

Jiang Hui walked alone on her way back to the dormitory. Although it was already dark, it was still early. However, there weren't many people on the road. At this time of day, most people were either in the cafeteria or the study room. Few people were going back to the dormitory so early.

Does she really want to go back to catch up on her sleep? Of course not.

But she still had a lot of things to do, and she couldn't fall asleep so early. Especially tonight, after falling asleep, there was still a question waiting for her to verify, and she had a feeling that it would be a discovery that would overturn her current state—if it was really as she imagined.

So how could she possibly sleep? This short walk back is probably the most relaxed and leisurely moment for her right now; she really can't stay still at all.

A gentle breeze is blowing, so let her enjoy this beautiful moment a little longer.

(End of this chapter)