The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 199 Origin
"Logically speaking... only a commander can sense the unique mental energy magnetic waves of a commander. Could this be another overlooked commander potential?" Min Hao outside wondered. He had just switched to the trio's channel and could see their words and actions clearly.

He could roughly guess why Huan Xian was behaving strangely, and taking this approach to alleviate the situation was not a bad idea.

With teammates who trusted him, companions who weren't afraid of his talent and were willing to help, he quickly emerged from his predicament—even though it had been a nightmare for him before.

"Sigh, so it's true that those young punks in my class are useless. They can't even compare to these amateurs who are also commanders. It's a waste of a month of special training for them," Min Hao lamented.

"What can you learn in a month? Even three years wouldn't be enough." Captain Nordby glanced at the young lieutenant, thinking to himself that this young man was too naive.

People with command skills are few and far between, and even fewer are able to truly utilize them on the battlefield.

Captain Nordby was about to retire, and this teaching assignment had been a transitional phase for several years. He had already moved between several schools, including some prestigious ones in the inner city, and had taught many command students. He knew best that very few of these students, who were called "command" students, actually emerged as true commanders on the battlefield.

“How can that person be good enough? It’s a completely unrelated major to command, but he can do command, reconnaissance, teamwork… he’s good at everything. He should be a student in our command department. And he clearly has the talent to command, he just doesn’t know how to use it.” The more Min Hao looked at him, the more unhappy he became. On the one hand, he felt that the guys in his class were not up to par, and on the other hand, he felt a pang of regret for his lack of talent.

"You're dreaming," Captain Nordby retorted, adding, "One is the top student. Just look at her performance; she's definitely going to be a key figure in the individual combat training program. And I've heard she's a student Captain Stark values ​​highly. How could they possibly let her go? As for the other one..."

"You're really bold! His surname is Zhou, the Zhou of Marshal Zhou Yuanjing." Captain Nordby couldn't help but pat his junior on the shoulder, and lowered his voice to make sure no one around was paying attention.

"...Is it him?" Min Hao was startled and immediately looked closely at the child's eyebrows and eyes. Indeed, he had a familiar charm that he remembered.

Min Hao was busy with some things when school started, so he missed the secret meeting that was attended by almost all the teachers. The only child of Marshal Zhou, who had been seriously injured and retired, was coming to school, and was brought by Rex Dorenti, the adjutant who had been personally trained and promoted by Zhou Yuanjing and was now the commander of the 23rd Army Corps.

The teachers would definitely want to get to know him. Even if they didn't expect special treatment, they'd at least want to be familiar with him to avoid any future trouble. Zhou Yuanjing's achievements need no introduction; he was someone the entire upper echelons of the capital avoided. Given his accomplishments and remaining influence, no one would dare harm his only son. Otherwise, they might be drowned in public condemnation.

When the school first received the news, they were worried about how to handle such a hotshot.

Fortunately, neither Marshal Zhou nor the legion commander seemed to have asked for any special treatment. They only requested that the child's safety, information, and privacy be protected, and that he be allowed to learn and grow up like an ordinary child without having to go to great lengths.

When Min Hao returned, he heard about this. He also heard that the other party seemed to have no interest or talent in any military-related majors, and chose a marginal major. After that, there was no news of them. He never expected that it was this person.

So who said that child has no talent? The other person even uses mental energy transmission freely without professional training, and can resonate with Huan Xian, a highly aggressive mental energy awakener with interconnected senses. That's called no talent?

I don't know if that person knew, or... he knew but still let it go.

Min Hao's initial interest quickly dissipated, and looking at the few childish figures on the screen, he couldn't quite describe his feelings.

—————————————This row of mental energy supplements was really a timely help. Apart from Jiang Hui, the two of them chose to take a bottle before setting off again, looking quite eager.

Jiang Hui thought so too. These two hadn't stopped talking non-stop, and had even engaged in high-energy mental activities. They were already quite strong to have lasted this long. But they were probably nearing their limit, so this mental energy supplement was just what they needed.

Then the arduous tunnel march was about to begin again.

Perhaps seeing a glimmer of hope, the two who had previously only been able to float gradually adapted. With the help of the simulation bras, they even began to glide slightly, saving Jiang Hui a lot of effort. The team finally returned to a balanced state of cooperation, no longer having to tow the plane alone. Jiang Hui was genuinely relieved, as she didn't know how much longer this stretch of waterway would be.

Of the two, Zhou Xiuwen adapted much faster. He wasn't actually afraid of water; he just wasn't familiar with it and felt lost. Jiang Hui discovered that this man, though unassuming, was sometimes genuinely clever and quick to learn. While he wasn't necessarily an expert, this very quickness always helped him overcome his difficulties.

Huan Xian remained the same as always. Moreover, Jiang Hui now discovered that his connection with Zhou Xiuwen was not simply a matter of mental energy transfer, but rather a stranger kind of relationship.

Every time he went underwater, he would plug his ears and wear tape to block his vision, shutting down his two most important senses. But these two senses were clearly useless underwater; the tunnel was dark, and he couldn't see anything or hear anything except the sound of the water. So Huan Xian's actions really seemed a bit redundant.

The fact that the other person could maintain a mental connection with Zhou Xiuwen despite their inability to overcome their fear of water was itself very strange. Not only were the two complete strangers, but they also didn't seem like people who could chat endlessly for so long. And how long had it been?

Moreover, Huan Xian actually managed to persevere for a long time during this period, never stopping on his own initiative.

Jiang Hui guessed that the spiritual connection between the two was not something simple, and it was very likely the reason why Huan Xian's condition improved.

Sigh, why is it so mysterious? Can't you just say it directly...? Well, maybe that's why you can't say it directly, otherwise the two of them would have already told each other.

Jiang Hui ultimately didn't ask the two questions, instead giving them space and continuing to clear the way with all her might.

Alas, although the author is just an ordinary person, this is not a story with the characteristics of an ordinary person, because many of the characters, including the protagonist, have different backgrounds. This is written to broaden the background of the whole story.

However, please remember that the main setting of this story is an era of relatively prosperous military and political power. In such a grand interstellar context, humanity should unite against external threats to protect the interests of the human race. Therefore, this book primarily tells the stories of various individuals born from war—connected by the protagonist Jiang Hui's growth. These unsung heroes from the battlefield, regardless of their origins, are always ready to sacrifice everything, even their lives, for the safety and future of humanity. All their glory is earned through blood and fire; they are the true heroes.

And their values ​​have become a precious spiritual asset passed down to the next generation. Protected by such great love, they grow up and inherit their legacy, embarking on similar yet different paths, willingly becoming heroes who protect the growth of the next generation—this is the story of Jiang Hui's generation that I want to write about.

There are many perspectives, a lot of setup, and the writing style is a bit verbose (it's the author's fault), but compared to the planned length, this setup is just a drop in the ocean. I won't make any flattering claims; you can refer to the length of my previous work next door to see how long this story will be. Although it's a bit presumptuous of me to say I'm writing an ensemble piece, I'm genuinely writing this story seriously. So, dear readers, I hope you'll give me another chance to read it. I'll try my best to write more. Thank you all for your support.

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