The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 97: Listed
"Did you make it?" Jiang Hui finally arrived at the meeting point, where everyone was already ready to leave. As soon as she arrived, she became the focus of everyone's attention.

Everyone watched her silently, their gazes neither strange nor normal.

Jiang Hui felt a chill run down her spine, but she was thick-skinned and could pretend nothing was wrong.

The team leader walked over, glanced at Jiang Hui, and finally uttered, "Get back to the team immediately."

Does this mean she's allowed to join the team? Jiang Hui was somewhat incredulous, because she had just seen everyone packing their bags, looking like they were about to leave, and she thought she wouldn't make it. Unexpectedly, the team leader and instructors had given their consent.

Once the opportunity arose, Jiang Hui slipped into the group like a rabbit, afraid that the instructor might change his mind.

Actually, the other party had some impression of Jiang Hui, and was somewhat surprised to see that the person had rushed over without even waking up. He had examined the person before and found that in addition to physical exhaustion, mental energy was also exhausted. He thought that the person would not wake up for a while, so he directly asked the students stationed there to carry him to the medical tent.

Unexpectedly, not only did he wake up, but he also rushed over to continue accompanying the group. He's really dedicated; he's a promising talent. The team leader showed a little interest, but only a tiny bit.

The other person glanced at the drab, brightly colored flag at the back of Jiang Hui's luggage and said calmly, "Put the flag in properly." He knew the purpose of the flag and the school's "malicious intentions," which was a legitimate part of the training exercise. As the team leader and instructor, he didn't need to expose it, but a friendly reminder wasn't out of the question.

Jiang Hui realized what was happening and immediately adjusted the crooked flagpole. The pole was indeed crooked; if the other person hadn't pointed it out, it would have broken off mid-journey if it hadn't been left like that.

After saying this, the other party didn't care whether Jiang Hui had planted the flag properly and directly ordered everyone to set off. Jiang Hui had no choice but to jog along the back of the group, adjusting the position of the flag as she went.

Then, the group of sixteen set off towards their destination in a grand procession. The team consisted of fifty people in total, plus the instructors, totaling only fifty-one people. As a result, after a shooting battle, only fifteen students remained. That survival rate was truly "high."

Having gradually adapted to the training pace, Jiang Hui couldn't help but sigh, "Even the oxen in the production team aren't trained like this. So this is the Empire's method of training talent—it's indeed brutal yet effective."

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"Is this child in your class alright?" A young man with a friendly demeanor, who seemed to have a natural smile, asked the person next to him.

"Didn't you see how quickly he got up? I've never seen anyone so fearless. These young people these days really don't know their own limitations... They're just going to cause trouble. If they accidentally cause any lasting damage, they'll have nowhere to turn for help."

The person next to him didn't respond, but a nonchalant-looking man in military uniform spoke up first, making a sarcastic remark. Although he seemed to be referring to someone on the other side of the screen, his eyes were fixed on the person next to him, as if he were speaking to someone else.

Stark, the class instructor, naturally ignored the habitually sarcastic guy opposite him. For some reason, he'd always disliked this man; a captain spending his days making sarcastic remarks about trivial matters—he truly couldn't understand it. He never gave such a person a second glance.

"You—" The young man opposite him got angry as soon as he saw Stark's appearance.

"Lieutenant Zou, please calm down. This isn't the time to argue. You haven't given your scores yet, and if this drags on, we'll be moving on to the next stage," the instructor quickly advised, seeing the situation escalating. These two had been like this ever since they started teaching together; whenever they met, they were bound to bicker, the air thick with tension… well, actually, it was mostly Zou Yi provoking them, while Captain Stark remained indifferent. However, it was precisely this attitude that deepened their conflict, making it difficult for the instructor, as the administrator of the entire first-year class, to manage.

Although this instructor was not a soldier, he was a bachelor from the Imperial Academy of Science and Technology. He later retired and returned to the construction of his original star system. He was a highly respected scholar, and both teachers and students at the school respected him greatly.

Even someone from a prominent family like Zou Yi would subconsciously restrain his temper in his presence. Since the other party had said that, Zou Yi naturally couldn't say anything, so he snorted coldly and casually picked up the dispatch board next to him and started swiping.

Seeing that this ancestor had accepted the suggestion first, the instructor looked at Stark again: "Captain Stark..."

“I know,” the other person said in a deep voice, finally looking away from the many sub-screens, although… he still had no intention of assigning a score.

Knowing Stark's style, the instructor figured the other party was also sensible and didn't remind him further, continuing to busy himself with integrating the scoring data.

In the vast observation center, a group of people were gathered around a huge circular platform. Hundreds of images were suspended in the air above the center, appearing to overlap but not interfering with each other, allowing observation of what was happening to each team at a fixed point.

The people sitting around were all different, including all the homeroom teachers of the first grade, as well as many teachers from other grades, all watching this training exercise.

At the very center of the observation platform was a flat list, densely covered with names from top to bottom, followed by the points they had earned in each stage.

It turns out that the class advisors could see almost every student's performance during the training exercise, and a weighted scoring system was used to ensure that each outstanding student received a relatively fair score. Only students with outstanding overall performance were moved up to the overall ranking list to compete with the rest of the class.

It was such a coincidence that Stark and his team were just responsible for scoring Jiang Hui's points, so they could clearly see what happened.

Jiang Hui was considered a relatively outstanding student in this round, and was naturally removed from the overall rankings. Although his ranking was only at the bottom and not much among the top military professionals, it wasn't bad either.

Zou Yi was the homeroom teacher of Class 1, and he had a long-standing feud with Stark. He was unhappy if even one more student from Class 2 made the list. Seeing Jiang Hui struggling to get up and continue the training, he figured that Jiang Hui had the same bad temper as their homeroom teacher, so he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

Stark ultimately gave Jiang Hui a score that was neither high nor low, nor bad. In fact, considering Jiang Hui's excellent dodge at the end, it seemed a bit low, but it was reasonable, since the score should be based on the overall level.

After he gave his grades, Jiang Hui's ranking only rose a few places before stopping, indicating that Stark, the class advisor, did not give him any preferential treatment.

This guy is really good at being hypocritical for the sake of his reputation. He never does this kind of thing; he just does what he's supposed to do and pays what he's supposed to pay. If he wanted to pay higher, well, this guy... Tsk... Zou Yi sneered, swinging his legs in a less-than-proper way, his sarcasm overflowing.

(End of this chapter)