The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

As it turns out, 556 was a really worry-free deputy.

Despite this minor hiccup, the team ultimately operated as Jiang Hui had envisioned, quickly engaging the enemy in battle.

The entire inner battlefield was once again entangled in a chaotic melee, with smoke and dust billowing everywhere.

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"Is this one from the Clarence family a single soldier? He seems quite familiar with command functions."

"What a bold lad. The bow formation is uncommon and has obvious flaws, making it difficult to control. There are very few successful cases of using this formation in actual combat."

“Even the most realistic simulated world still has some data connectivity, and the changes are still somewhat rigid. If it were a real battlefield, how could they have so many gaps in their reactions and changes? It would probably be in complete chaos by now. They still have a lot of practice to do.”

"Why be so harsh? These are teenagers who have only taken a few days of theoretical courses and may not even have seen a drop of blood. They are already extremely good at doing this."

"You can't say that. It's true that most kids this age are like that, but looking at the resumes at the top, it doesn't seem like that. Quite a few of them have actually seen blood—"

"Isn't that the other one on the field?"

"Speaking of which, how exactly are these individual soldiers taught? One by one, my son is learning command, and I've fed him all the resources I could, but he still can't get it right. He's still only at the level of transmitting a few words of mental power, and he can't even transmit the whole thing. On the other hand, I really wish I could put them in there to experience it firsthand, so they could at least see how others do it."

"Although the bow formation has obvious flaws, it's not easy to deal with at the beginning. Is she planning to use this simple ring formation to counter it?"

"There must be another arrangement. Although her arrangement just now looks messy and disorderly, if you look closely, you can vaguely see that it is connected. There must be a follow-up arrangement."

"No, she's even relinquished control. What is she planning to do? She—"

"They're out now, what a mess! Are they planning to go all in one go?! That's absurd!"

The instructors who had just calmed down to seriously critique the two conductors' skills were now somewhat excited, and even more so, incredulous.

I thought the incident between Jiang Hui and Huan Xian was a joke enough, and that it was probably just a coincidence. I didn't expect these two from the same class to be even crazier.

Yes, their fight was more formal, following a completely normal procedure from beginning to end, and both of them gave it their all.

They expected to witness a standard, orthodox, and likely evenly matched battle, but who could have imagined that it would be completely serious for less than three minutes? It was intense, and indeed evenly matched, but it defied all logic. Each one of them was more insane than the last.

The presence of a commander is crucial to an army, regardless of size; every loss is a significant blow. Have you ever heard of a commander-in-chief personally taking to the front lines, let alone fighting on the front lines?

Moreover, it wasn't just one side going mad; both sides had gone completely insane. The enormous screen froze on the center of the battle, where the two teams were locked in fierce combat, dust billowing, swords flashing, and relentlessly reaping and devouring enemy troops. Everyone was blinded by rage, and the most striking background element was the two S-class mechs locked in a deadly battle.

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Yes, Jiang Hui transferred control in order to confront Clarence.

She knew this was the most unavoidable part of the battle. The enemy had brought such a large force, even leaving their rear guard empty, all for the sake of fighting her, and this "battle" was certainly not limited to a large-scale battle.

Among her friends, Hillman is lively, Zhou Xiuwen is intelligent, Huan Xian is unfathomable, and Clarence is more of a very steady person.

He is steady and methodical, and can do everything well in a structured and orderly manner. However, contrary to his calm nature is his obvious and strong ambition.

For the past three years, they have studied together in the same college and class. They are friends who know each other well, and also rivals who respect each other.

Jiang Hui knew better than anyone that his friend had a strong desire to win, which drove him to constantly train and improve himself.

So even though they were friends, he would always give his all in every competition, exam, or even a game, and he never relaxed his efforts because of their friendship.

In their battles, there have been wins and losses. Generally speaking, Jiang Hui's mental strength level is slightly higher, so he usually has a better chance of winning, but he has also lost before. Moreover, as the scope of their battles has expanded over the years, it has become increasingly difficult for Jiang Hui to gain any advantage over his friend. He now has to go all out and be extremely cautious in order to gain even a small advantage.

This only fueled her desire to win, leading her to seek out her for more sparring matches.

Unfortunately, she lost to Jiang Hui in the mock college entrance exam a month ago, and she was just a hair's breadth away from winning. He was so angry that he couldn't eat and went back to train that night.

Of course, he wasn't angry about losing to Jiang Hui, but rather about the mistakes he made during the process. Clarence wasn't someone who couldn't accept his own failures; after all, he was such a competitive person, and if he couldn't accept it, he would have collapsed long ago after so many failures in the past. He was just angry that he could never do well enough, that there was always something he overlooked or that he wasn't good enough, as if he could never find a version of himself that satisfied him.

So how could he possibly let go of this good opportunity to compete with him this time?
Seeing the fire-attribute mech charging straight towards him, Jiang Hui's eyes darkened. She turned off the mech's adjustment panel at the right moment and met it head-on.

Let them fight, it suits her just the way things are, after all, it takes two to tango—and there can only be one winner, and she wants Jiang Hui too.

So soon, both control rooms witnessed a truly horrifying scene. On one side, the fighting was raging, men clashing and breaking up each other's lines, almost completely disorganized. On the other side, their leaders, instead of being in their control rooms, stepped out and joined the fray.

The two S-class mechs clashed head-on.

This is no joke. The levels of mechs don't increase proportionally, but rather exponentially. A C-level mech is more than twice as strong as a D-level mech, and an A-level mech is on a completely different level from a B-level mech. The higher the level, the more difficult it is to simply visualize the power distribution.

Therefore, as the highest level she had seen in the unified recruitment, the S-class mechs possessed power far beyond mere sheer numbers. It wouldn't be impossible for a highly skilled pilot to simultaneously destroy dozens of A-class mechs. This also explains why Jiang Hui and the others reacted with such panic when she single-handedly ventured deep into the heart of the L army's territory.