The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Jiang Hui dislikes chaotic scenes. However, for her, close combat actually has a more significant advantage than ranged combat.

She possesses unparalleled computing power that technology cannot explain, enabling her to integrate and fit various visual, auditory, and sensory information into a complete set of three-dimensional data, and then respond precisely.

Jiang Hui had long ago discovered that as her physical strength and skills improved, her near-precise calculation ability would truly grow without limit. She might not become the strongest warrior, but under equal conditions, she would definitely have a combat advantage.

She naturally wouldn't stray from the topic like the others; since it was a shooting exam, it was best to focus on the shooting theme.

She actually came over.

The leader who assembled this stealthy team was hidden among the mechs, and the boy inside the cockpit had dilated pupils.

He had certainly heard of Jiang Hui's name, and had paid more attention to him than many others present—he had known him for a long time.

But it was precisely because he had been watching closely all along that he felt a deep sense of crisis. He had initially thought the other person was just an excellent freshman who was still somewhat green and wouldn't pose a threat... but he never expected that while the other person was indeed a bit green at the beginning, that greenness visibly disappeared as time went on, and that the other person became more and more capable. Now, after half a semester of study, the other person was already comparable to the level of a second-year student in the ordinary combat individual training program.

This person didn't intend to do anything wrong; it's just that a friend played a nasty joke on him a while ago, pointing at Jiang Hui, who had surged to over 300th place on the rankings, and saying that he would eventually be dragged down by this young man.

How could Yago possibly accept that?!

So when he discovered that the other person was in the same exam room as him, he became even more flustered. Then, overhearing several second-year students secretly discussing how to intimidate those arrogant first-years when the exam started, he naturally joined in.

Then, because of his considerable abilities, he was subtly pushed into becoming the leader, and by then it was too late for him to regret it.

They went to great lengths to snipe Jiang Hui.

While it seemed like they were going to clear the entire area, their biggest target was naturally Jiang Hui, their thorn in their side. Therefore, the initial blows were just to lull the enemy into a false sense of security, a warm-up. In reality, they were all secretly watching her movements and aiming for her vitals, which is why all seventeen members were able to attack simultaneously.

They never expected Jiang Hui to be so incredibly strong, dodging all of them and even throwing three bullets at them, which completely disrupted their plans.

But to be honest, their joint attack on Jiang Hui just now had already exhausted half of their tacit understanding, and the other half was their determination to work together to drive this nail down.

So even though they had a backup plan, they still lacked the initial drive and teamwork, and they began to doubt themselves... doubting whether they could really take him down just by sheer numbers—because of Jiang Hui's extraordinary abilities.

Some people began to hesitate, wondering whether they should continue following the crowd. They had been blinded by enthusiasm, but now, coming to their senses, they realized that what they were doing seemed... not quite right.

But how could Jiang Hui give them a chance to back out? She remembered all seventeen bullets that had hit her head earlier. Even if the school had imposed firepower restrictions, those were still real firearms. If the mecha's vulnerable head had been hit by all seventeen bullets at the same time, well, half of them would be fine... If she had been hit by eight or nine, she and the entire mecha might have experienced a violent shock, causing her mental energy to scatter and break down. That was no small matter.

So I wanted to give them a similar level of response, not a mental shock, just a concussion would do. Jiang Hui aimed at a certain angle and plunged straight in.

"boom--"

……

"...It's just chaos." Manolin's beautiful face was almost contorted in the turmoil of the scene. Of course, even with such an expression, this naturally sweet-looking captain still looked exceptionally cute, but those who knew her well would probably not be able to find a single word to describe her as cute.

Lin Qi, standing next to him, raised an eyebrow: "Captain Manolin, who are you referring to? I've seen plenty of troublesome brats; I wonder which one you're asking about."

"What's wrong with that kid Yago?" Manolin didn't respond to his ambiguous question, but directly called him out.

Rob Yago was the leader who organized the seventeen-person team. He was a student of Captain Manolin from Class 2, Year 2. Manolin could recognize his style of piloting the mech at a glance, and naturally she could tell that he was remotely controlling the group's movements from behind.

“Young people are hot-blooded and need to be tempered,” another second-year homeroom teacher said, shaking his head. His words were more subtle, and he didn't specifically target anyone, but all three shared the same idea and naturally understood what the other was saying.

This exam is a new model that the school is trying out. There has never been such a precedent before, and it has been met with opposition from many parties as soon as it was proposed.

Principal Jason and the homeroom teachers of each grade, along with the vast majority of the teachers, agreed to the proposal. Because compared to school board members who spend their lives in safe zones, whose biggest troubles are dealing with crises affecting the school's reputation, they understand better the choices and dangers faced by soldiers.

They had actually rehearsed this situation before, but they never expected that someone would put on such a terrible "performance" for them in the very first one. They really have some nerve.

"Captain Manolin, don't be angry. Look—someone's helping to deal with them, isn't that right?" Lynch watched with great interest.

"They're all grown up and they still can't tell the difference themselves, and they need a first-grader younger than them to teach them... These ignorant fools are bound to fall into the ditch sooner or later," Manolin said angrily. Don't let her sweet appearance fool you; she's actually a tough woman, and the students in her class all respect her.

"You shouldn't... Hey? That kid is as fierce as ever. Stark's students are just as capable as him, not talkative but efficient."

Jiang Hui directly broke through the formation within the arena, leaving only the dozen or so machines that had joined forces to suppress him.

Who told them to deliberately create a small area to isolate Jiang Hui in order to focus on the siege? This completely exposed their camera positions, which made it easy for Jiang Hui to hit them every second.
Having calculated their positions, she charged and fired in a specific pattern, showing them what close-range group shooting was all about, and how she could hit every single target.

If it were anyone else, they might only be able to fire shots to create some chaos, but Jiang Hui is different.

—Whenever she fires a gun, almost every shot is accurate; she never misses.