The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 141 Evaluation
After an unknown amount of time, the shooting training finally came to an end. The bell rang, signaling the end of the training, and in the somber and oppressive atmosphere, everyone sighed in unison, whether out of regret or relief.

For today's first training session, Roelch and Stark did not offer any summary; they simply had everyone line up and then, as usual, went to collect the teaching materials.

Having already satisfied their desires, the group was no longer as reluctant to part with the exquisite teaching aids as they had been in the morning. Most quickly returned the items to the instructors, eagerly anticipating a delicious meal in the canteen later.

Jiang Hui was no exception. Although the laser gun was excellent and could ignite a certain fighting spirit and interest within her, she had been practicing for a day. As usual, she ate a quick and nutritious lunch, which provided enough nutrition but didn't quite satisfy her appetite. So she usually just swallowed it whole. To truly fill her stomach and satisfy her cravings, she would have to have a proper dinner in the evening.

The person who came to collect her laser gun this time was Instructor Nie Erqi.

As the other person took the laser gun from her, they suddenly said, "Your shoulders are slightly uneven compared to others. So you need to adjust them a little when shooting to increase your accuracy."

Jiang Hui was taken aback by this unexpected reminder. However, the other person didn't seem to care whether Jiang Hui had heard it or not, and continued walking towards the next person.

The students have all left, as usual. It's Neerci and Stark's home turf.

Although Stark is the class instructor, the specialized shooting training should naturally be conducted by personnel arranged by the school.

Moreover, he knew that his colleague, aside from anything else, was an exceptional marksman, far more talented than him. Having him teach the children was actually a boon for the little ones.

Therefore, during class, he only played a supervisory and auxiliary role and never interfered.

The other person seemed to have a lot to complain about to Stark, mainly about how difficult the children were to teach and how they were even more unruly than raw recruits. One minute they were saying that kids these days are spoiled and can't handle any hardship, the next they were saying they were stupid and wouldn't listen no matter how they were taught and could never grasp the key points…

Stark listened in silence, neither replying nor bothered by the other's disdainful attitude. That was just how this person was; he had previously been angered by the other's seemingly unyielding tongue, thinking him a condescending and disdainful fellow.

It wasn't until we spent more time together that I gradually realized that this might just be his personality—he didn't say what he meant, and although his words were a bit harsh, his actions were truly those of a decent person.

He always seems to look down on others, yet he always does his best to do what he wants, even helping those he seems to despise. Sometimes his words are harsh, but that's not necessarily what he means; he's just used to using flowery language, or he doesn't think before he speaks. Sometimes he regrets what he said and wants to take it back, but it's too late, so he can only continue to argue.

If you want him to avoid offending people or hurting others with his words, you could probably teach him to shut up, but he just can't do it.

It wasn't until a small accident, a truly unforeseen turn of events, that Nie Erqi finally learned to take back his insincere words and restrain his speech.

He was also slow-witted, and not knowing how to restrain himself, he could only gradually suppress his true nature, becoming increasingly cold and sullen. Only those who watched him approach, like Stark, knew that he was still the same person, just hiding that side of himself.

So his disdainful remarks to these students were probably just a habitual expression of relaxation, and he didn't necessarily mean it that way. Perhaps... perhaps he just wanted to strike up a conversation with them.

Of course, Stark didn't want to hear any of this boring talk, and since the other party insisted on speaking, he figured he might as well change the subject. He also happened to have something he wanted to ask. "I think I saw you saying something to two students?" Stark had been listening to the other side at the time, and being far away, he hadn't heard what Nie Erqi was saying to Jiang Hui, but now he was quite curious.

"It's nothing, just giving them some pointers. Those two kids are quite talented."

"Oh?" Stark became interested.

"The surname Clarence isn't very common in this star system, is it?" Or rather, it's not common at all. Nierqi raised an eyebrow, speaking with a pointed remark.

Indeed, Stark had also made that connection, because the other person's physical features were quite striking, and coupled with that surname... it easily reminded people of a certain famous family. He just hadn't expected that someone from that family would come to this resident star system to study.

"This kid is clearly not a novice. Every movement is methodical. Except for the first two times when he was not used to it and was adjusting, his accuracy rate is frighteningly high. His mental strength also seems to be quite high. He is a promising talent."

"He's just a bit too arrogant, has his own way of doing things, and isn't very receptive to advice. Fortunately, he's not too stubborn, but you'll have to put in a lot of effort to discipline him in the future. If he really is that family's young master, with their family's power, it wouldn't be a bad opportunity to take you down..."

Stark glared at the other man, seemingly annoyed: "What nonsense are you spouting? What great opportunity? If you think it's so good, why don't you stay? I might as well give you the class advisor position."

"No, no, I don't want to teach. Only you would be so bored as to inexplicably leave the front lines and insist on teaching here. Do you think you can get more points and military merits here than on the battlefield? Plus, there's always a great opportunity for promotion."

Stark knew this man was trying to stab him in the back again, so he didn't respond and continued, "What about the other one?"

“That one…” Nie Erqi was still smiling when he realized something and said meaningfully, “That one is a complete novice.”

"It's a bit strange, though. Although the girl's movements were clumsy and her operation was not very smooth, all her maneuvers were very accurate..." accurate to the point of being unbelievable.

How to put it? It's like every action the other party took was calculated. When to lift the trigger, when to pull the safety bolt, when to slide the front cover, and when to pull the trigger. Even the force with which the trigger was pulled was just right, perfectly timed.

Nie Erqi could clearly sense the unusually smooth rhythm hidden beneath the unfamiliar movements of his opponent; perhaps all he lacked was a little experience and time.

He dared to say that even when he was just starting out, he might not have been able to reach this level; it requires an extremely high level of intuition.

—And these kinds of people are often excellent shooters.

(End of this chapter)