The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 440 Troubles
"Jiang Hui?" Someone called her, and Jiang Hui came to her senses.

Today was another get-together for the five of them. They had an unusually large gathering this week, just for yesterday's warm-up class.

Hillman, the main speaker, was as lively as ever, describing Jiang Hui's heroic demeanor from yesterday to two other people who were not present.

Honestly, this guy sometimes gives off the vibe of a die-hard fan. If he weren't so natural with Jiang Hui normally, she probably wouldn't know how to deal with him.

Good heavens, such overwhelming praise is something even a tough guy would find hard to handle.

"Haha, you didn't just find out how amazing Jiang is. Why do you seem even more surprised than we are?" Zhou Xiuwen shook his head and laughed.

"That's different. I mean, Ahui has really improved this time. Seriously, Xiuwen, you guys should check her out if you have the chance. She's incredibly talented. If Jiang continues to study this subject in the future, she can choose any of the top universities she wants."

"You've been talking about Jiang for a long time, but to be fair, let's talk about Clarence too. Didn't you see he glared at you?" Zhou Xiuwen said seriously.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. Uh, Clarence, that's not what I meant. I meant you're very capable too, but—"

Clarence: ...

These two are really a headache. One is a chatterbox who often completes his own reasoning in a string of words that is hard to understand, and the other always uses him to amuse children without blinking.

"Something on your mind?" the owner of the voice that had just called out to Jiang Hui asked in a low voice.

Jiang Hui picked up the teacup, took a sip, and nodded without saying a word, then shook her head slightly.

"That means you have something on your mind."

The girl sighed, knowing she couldn't hide it from this person.

Actually, not many of them talkative; there are only two who can consistently keep the conversation going. First, there's Hillman, the undisputed number one, and then there's Zhou Xiuwen, a potential number two. These two alone are usually enough to start a conversation.

Jiang Hui, Huan Xian, and Clarence all belong to the type who don't talk much.

Especially Huan Xian. When he's not wearing a mask, he's basically just a background character. He always listens quietly but rarely speaks, and when he does, it's always a sharp critique, hitting the nail on the head. He also has many secrets, making him the most enigmatic member of the five-person team.

Clarence, on the other hand, was less talkative, but would become more proactive when something interested him, and always spoke with substance. He was also surprisingly pragmatic. What was even stranger was his unexpected patience with Hillman. Despite being a rather arrogant young master, he was tolerant of Hillman like an older brother—a truly peculiar combination.

Jiang Hui is a contradictory figure. She can be very quiet when she's quiet, and she can also be very talkative. She has many thoughts and her mind is somewhat heavy, giving her a strange, detached feeling. Yet, she gets along well with everyone in the team and enjoys the trust of her companions, which makes people feel at ease.

These five people, each with their own personality, managed to become friends in this way, maintaining a comfortable distance. It's quite remarkable. Jiang Hui sometimes doesn't understand why she's always lost in thought, yet Huan Xian can always tell whether she's pondering academic problems or worrying about something else. And whenever it's the latter, he always manages to accurately detect it and ask her about it.

"It's nothing really, just something happened during yesterday's warm-up class." A rare look of anxiety crept onto Jiang Hui's face.

"...So that's it, it's not a big deal." Jiang Hui gave a general explanation, without going into too much detail, only saying that he felt his fighting style was too passive and he didn't know how to change it.

The group of people who had been discussing the warm-up session also turned around.

"Is this what Captain Stark asked you to talk about yesterday?" Hillman asked with a strange expression.

Jiang Hui nodded: "I thought about it all night after I got back last night, and I also think this is a problem. But before this, I didn't even realize it myself; it was my class teacher who reminded me. Now, I really don't know how to correct or adjust it."

Although Zhou Xiuwen had limited talent in operating mechs, he was arguably the one who had been exposed to them the earliest and most frequently. He had acquired more information than the others and, through years of exposure, had gained considerable knowledge. He nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"In that case, this is indeed a significant hidden danger. Although it is a bit far-sighted to consider these things now, it is precisely because we are in the foundational stage that we need to be more careful. If this style of combat is established in the early stages, it will be difficult to change it later."

“I don’t think this issue should be generalized,” Clarence shook his head and said. “We’re not at the point of deciding on equipping us with mechs yet. Different types of mechs are suited to different combat styles, so there’s no need to fix or adjust our combat style too early.”

If Jiang Hui were to equip herself with heavy battlefield armor in the future, her attack points would indeed be weaker, but her defense points would be maximized, which suits her current combat style perfectly. However, if she were to choose a full weapon-equipped or light armor type in the future, she would need to maintain a strong offensive capability, and her current style would indeed be somewhat limiting.

Therefore, it depends on which mecha she chooses in the future to determine her style. A soldier's life isn't limited to just one combat style; many soldiers constantly adjust their combat style throughout their lives in order to maintain their peak condition.

Huan Xian lowered his eyes and said, "I think Captain Stark means that you should adjust your bias and not fixate on your own style too early." Stark couldn't possibly be unaware of what they were talking about, so he probably meant that he wanted Jiang Hui to balance all aspects of her life and hoped that she wouldn't set a certain style too early and create limitations.

That makes sense. Jiang Hui is also learning about mecha, so of course he knows that there are so many kinds of mecha. Not to mention the different types, even the data for different models of the same type are different, and the way they are operated will definitely be different.

Even the empire's strongest mech warriors probably couldn't claim to be familiar with the operation of every single mech. The vast majority of individual warriors only choose their final mech and secondary mech after they have fully awakened.

The combat style is also basically based on the final mech equipped. Even if there are slight differences between the two, they will be gradually adjusted to the most suitable state through a long process of integration.

Therefore, Jiang Hui's worries were indeed premature. Stark probably only reminded her because he noticed some of her extreme tendencies. So he didn't say much yesterday, but Jiang Hui herself had been overthinking it since she came back.

"Hey, Ah Hui, you don't have to be so tense all the time. You've already done very well. We haven't been using mechs for very long, so we can adjust gradually." Hillman moved closer and put his arm around Jiang Hui's shoulder to comfort him.

"Of course, Jiang doesn't need to worry, but you need to. If you continue to slack off like this, I'm afraid you'll be kicked out by your class advisor. Be more mindful, young master," Clarence said coldly to Xi.

(End of this chapter)