The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

Jiang Hui was stunned. Did she really just try that… and it worked so smoothly?

Then, a gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground in this windless area, causing her headband to flutter. Jiang Hui was grateful that, since they were about to have a practical class, they were wearing the sleek, standard training outfits of the combat infantry system. Otherwise, she would probably have looked quite disheveled with her clothes flying all over the place.

Although Beska Intermediate Academy was a backup base built by the Legion, it was also a legally recognized academy registered with the Empire’s Education Bureau, aimed at training civilian talent.

After all, students were still students. Even though the goal was to train qualified soldiers, it wasn’t expected that students would wear military uniforms right away. Therefore, like other academies, this school also provided standard uniforms.

Each student, regardless of their major, was issued two sets of formal attire for attending official events. Of course, you didn’t have to wear them—if you wanted to stand out in a crowd where everyone else was dressed the same. Additionally, there were two sets of casual student uniforms: a simple white shirt with brown pants or skirts, paired with a matching jacket, giving off a strong academic vibe.

Then came the training uniforms for each major. The ones for military training were a dull green, and they had already been distributed to them ahead of time. Whether they wore them or not was up to them. The design was truly ugly, but durable. They wore it for an entire month, crawling, climbing, and rolling around without a single tear, unless someone deliberately tried to cut it with a sharp object.

In addition, the Combat Infantry system also issued a set of deep blue training uniforms. The fabric was lightweight, and wearing them didn’t feel tight or awkward. It was clear they were designed for ease of movement and exercise. Apart from the nameplate that indicated the student’s major and identity, there was no unnecessary embellishment, making the uniform look very sharp and neat. This was the most beloved uniform among the students of the Combat Infantry system.

Almost everyone wore this today. Looking at the sea of students, it really did give off a futuristic, high-tech vibe… Jiang Hui couldn’t help but feel a sense of detachment, realizing that, yes, she was indeed in the future.

As the wind howled, something like an invisible stepping stone formed beneath her.

Why did she know it was a stepping stone even though it was invisible? Because the wind around it highlighted its presence, with irregular edges creating small swirling gusts.

She wasn’t sure if this invisible stepping stone would hold her weight. Would she step through it and fall? It shouldn’t happen… Without overthinking, Jiang Hui placed her foot on it.

And just as she expected, it was indeed an invisible step.

As soon as she placed one foot on the stone, the wind seemed to respond to an invisible command, pushing the stone forward, lifting her step by step. The faster she moved, the quicker the stones formed, allowing her to ascend higher.

When Jiang Hui was only about four or five meters from the boarding line of the rear hatch, she stopped. Somehow, she found the courage to look back.

…Wait a minute, was she walking on air?!

It seemed like she was stepping on countless invisible stones, but in reality, only the two stones directly under her feet were solid. When she moved her back foot to join her front foot on the step, the stone beneath her back foot quickly dissipated in the wind and disappeared.

From Jiang Hui’s perspective, and even from the perspective of the other students, it appeared as though she was standing suspended in mid-air, more than ten meters above the ground. This caused several nearby students to stop what they were doing and look up at her in amazement.

A few dozen meters wasn’t really considered high in the star systems. But if there was nothing beneath your feet, looking down from that height was definitely enough to test one’s nerves.

After going through the journey of crossing dimensions, the mysterious space in her mind, and the various ideological transformations since enrolling, Jiang Hui had thought she had adapted well to this high-tech world, which, though scientific to the people of the stars, seemed utterly unscientific to someone from Blue Star.

Her heart instinctively skipped a beat, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Jiang Hui tried to reassure herself. It’s fine, it’s completely normal. This is the interstellar world, and everything that seems illogical to her could still exist.

It’s fine, it’s fine. I won’t fall.

She forced her stiff body to take a few more quick steps toward the rear hatch.

Fortunately, after a couple more steps, a pull from her legs gently lifted her, guiding her into the cabin.

The gust of wind disappeared completely.

Jiang Hui widened her eyes slightly. She had made it. What the heck, this thing… no matter how she thought about it, it didn’t make sense. As expected, the model and the real thing were really quite different. How had it been written in the book again? Oh yes, it was simply “open the rear hatch and enter the cabin,” just like that, glossing right over the details.

Indeed, building mechas wasn’t easy. Even if the blueprints were published, you still might not be able to understand every piece and assemble it properly. She’d figured that out today.

Well, she probably wouldn’t have figured it out on her own, so she’d have to look up other materials to research after today’s class. For now, it was best not to dwell on it.

Just as Jiang Hui was about to walk away from the boarding module, she suddenly thought she heard someone calling her.

Did she mishear?

“……”

She wasn’t mistaken; someone was indeed calling her. But this did remind her not to walk off casually.

The hatch of the mecha is naturally controlled by the pilot. However, if the mecha hasn’t established a connection with the pilot, the hatch must be triggered by a specific mechanism. After all, even though machines are highly intelligent and fully automated, there must always be manual control ports as external interfaces to prevent malfunction or loss of control.

So, since Jiang Hui hadn’t connected with this mecha, the hatch’s opening and closing had to be controlled through the boarding sensor module she had activated. If she walked away, the hatch would automatically close.

Since she wasn’t sure about the situation, Jiang Hui wisely decided not to proceed further. She stood on the sensor module, turned around, and tried to locate the person who had called her.

Eventually, the person turned toward her, coming into her line of sight. Although from nearly twenty meters in the air, she could only see a small figure and couldn’t quite make out the face.

“Jiang, classmate,” the person called again.

This time, Jiang Hui was sure they were calling her, so she responded, “Is there something you need?”

She squinted at the slightly familiar face, taking a while to recall who this person was. It was a female classmate who had borrowed notes from her twice before. She was quite cheerful and had an open, bright personality.

Seeing Jiang Hui respond, the girl seemed pleased and directly asked, “Jiang, could you tell me how the rear hatch opens? I saw you go up, and it looked really cool.”

There was nothing secretive about it, so Jiang Hui simply explained, “It’s located around seventy centimeters above the mecha’s tailbone. You just poke it with your mental energy, and it opens.”