The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 72 Rules
"I hope this won't happen again next time," he said to everyone in the class.

"Strictly obey orders! This is the first lesson I'm teaching you. If you truly want to take this step and become a real soldier, you must strictly adhere to this rule."

Orders must be obeyed. Although the other party didn't use much of a voice, those four words felt heavy and weighty, like a weight pressing on their hearts.

In just a few minutes, the playful mood of the group vanished without a trace, and the young children began to seriously consider the purpose of their visit.

Very good. Seeing the gradually straightening eyes, the instructor was finally a little satisfied.

"Now let's begin our introductory meeting for Class 89983-2. I am your class advisor, Don Stark, you can call me Teacher Stark."

Hmm, very good, that's the taste, probably two or three times more Spartan than the instructors she encountered during her military training when she was studying on Earth. Jiang Hui seemed to have already foreseen her "miserable" life in the future.

Is this the new path the principal was talking about? Perhaps this path is a bit too difficult?

"When taking attendance, call out the name of the person whose name is called. Those in the classroom don't need to stand up. This will be the same rule from now on, and I shouldn't need to repeat myself," the captain said in a deep voice.

"Yes!" This time, everyone in the classroom responded at the same time.

As expected of the military style, they did what they said without any nonsense, and immediately started calling out names.

The first few were caught off guard, or perhaps because they were embarrassed, and their shouts were a bit weak, sometimes requiring prompting from those around them to say "Here".

Mr. Stark was probably not satisfied with this start. He placed his palm on the desk, the lower edge of his palm against the surface, then raised his hand and lightly tapped the surface a few times with his fingertips. With just these few movements, everyone seemed to have received some kind of secret signal and tensed up, so when the next student called out, their voice became much louder.

The voices behind them grew louder and louder, some even shouting out in tune, each one more rhythmic than the last.

Then, when they arrived at a stranger who was somewhat familiar to them, the tone changed again: "Here."

This person was of a higher level, speaking crisply and clearly, with a medium-high tone, but his voice still conveyed a sense of courage and determination, immediately standing out from the crowd of shouts.

Don't ask Jiang Hui how she recognized the phrase "go forward bravely." As soon as she heard the voice, she couldn't help but look in the direction of the speaker. She saw it was Clarence Lawrence, her classmate with whom she had briefly partnered before. At the same time, almost the entire class was looking at him—with an envious gaze that Jiang Hui couldn't understand.

Jiang Hui: ...

Let's roll up our sleeves, school hasn't even started yet.

Mr. Stark did indeed glance at Clarence with some surprise, but quickly looked away.

Jiang Hui watched as the caller counted almost everyone, but it still wasn't her turn. She tensed up slightly, silently estimating when her name would be called.

“…Chen Wenbai.” The thin boy, clearly of Korean descent and standing next to her, responded rather weakly. Compared to the students in front of him with their strong auras, he was a completely different person. This guy didn’t look like someone who had trained.

“Leslon Merrill”.

This woman's response was much more composed, though lacking the vigor of the previous ones. Finally—

"Jiang Hui".

When it was her turn, that feeling of being on the edge of her seat was unbearable. So she was so happy that it was finally her turn, and her voice uncontrollably rose, even sounding slightly off-key.

It's okay, it's not a big problem. Because this way, she seems to blend in perfectly with the group of people who had the flamboyant style before, so it shouldn't seem too... out of place, right?

However, she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Instructor Stark seemed to have lingered around their area for a while.

“Thirty-five people in total, all counted.” Stark looked at the names and corresponding positions displayed on the screen on the teacher’s desk, nodded, and seemed to be pondering something: “From now on, our class will be arranged according to this number.”

Jiang Hui was slightly startled. This meant that from now on, the class would only accept this number of students. So, those who were late or absent were not accepted?
Clearly, Jiang Hui wasn't the only one who understood the implied meaning in Stark's words.

Even if they're precocious, they're still only fifteen or sixteen years old. Whether in interstellar space or on Earth, they're still considered children, and their minds are somewhat immature. As soon as they heard about Stark's class instructor's handling of these people, they couldn't suppress their desire to discuss it.

But clearly, their homeroom teacher, Stark, had set a good example for them, and they dared not easily relax and let loose with their whispers. Only a few people nearby exchanged glances, and a suppressed undercurrent was surging throughout the class.

"That's right, just as you thought. Unfortunately, those students... my class will no longer accept them. This is my rule, and I hope you will all take it as a warning in the future."

The students were shocked by the ruthlessness of the other party. It wasn't even the official start of the semester yet; they had only been late for a pre-semester meeting, and the class advisor was going to kick them all out of the class.

"You can rest assured that although my class does not intend to admit these students, other classes will. All students admitted to Besca Intermediate Academy will naturally have the opportunity to receive an education at the school. It's just that they are clearly not suitable for my class."

That's what they said. All the students who entered the academy had already been assigned to classes, but they were kicked out of their classes before the first day even started. These students must have lost face.

Even someone like Jiang Hui, who really wanted to change his major, would never want to experience being kicked out of the class or even the combat individual department.

Jiang Hui felt both relieved that she had passed this initial hurdle and slightly worried about how well she could adapt to such a clearly strict educational style and environment. Would she end up being kicked out of the class in disgrace? That wasn't what she wanted.

Young people are always full of emotions, and those who are willing to defend their country and dedicate their lives to the safety of the nation often have a sincere heart beneath their various appearances.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that the students who were not supposed to be in their class were not going to be expelled from school.

Regardless of whether they deserve sympathy for their mistakes, it's impossible to be completely without fault in life. To condemn someone entirely based on a few minor errors would be far too harsh. As members of this community, they all wish to see a more tolerant side to the world.

However, this incident also serves as a warning to them that there is no room for error in this world, and someone will always have to pay a heavy price for it.

The same principle applies to the military—perhaps this was the first real lesson Captain Stark taught his students.

P.S.: Soldiers are highly respectable, and I deeply respect every soldier who defends our country in real life. However, due to my limited life experience and social circle, I haven't had much direct contact with these people; my understanding of them is mostly from literature and film. Therefore, some descriptions of them in this story are fictional. But I assure you that I have absolute respect for this group, and the descriptions are based on fundamental principles. Although this is a fictional story, please feel free to raise any issues; the author will take them seriously. Thank you for your support.

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