The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 419 After Class
This is talent.

Carlo sighed. He asked himself if he could have done this at the same age... at least not with such breadth of knowledge.

This student, Jiang, is truly different.

The difference between this answer and the previous one is significant; they are on completely different levels.

One issue is the superficial analysis. While the general direction is correct, it lacks boldness and uses very academic knowledge, lacking depth and original thought. This is a problem many students this age face; even Wanjiang Middle School, despite its attractive teaching methods, is only slightly better than this school.

One of them had already reached the level where he could build mechs. From the other person's words, he could almost see a novice mech pilot with some practical skills analyzing materials methodically and preparing for the next step of construction.

The other party's concept of mimicry linear shapes and conjoined armor was completely unexpected. The approach was entirely different from his previous one, a line of thought he had considered but ultimately abandoned without trying. However, after the other party's explanation, and with a slight change in perspective… it seemed quite feasible.

If we continue researching along this line of thinking, and if we can overcome a technical problem he once encountered, we might actually succeed in the end—that's what Carlo has always wanted to hear.

As expected, the other party did not disappoint him; in fact, she was even better than he had anticipated. She didn't seem like a typical individual soldier who had spent years immersed in mecha training and was known for her intuition. Moreover, judging from the professional knowledge she shared, she must have been familiar with the construction of physical mechas—at least partially so.

Why couldn't someone like that be a student in their mecha department? Carlo felt increasingly regretful.

"Good, good, good!" he said three times and led the applause.

Most people in the hall were completely confused, but the teachers applauded. They had all been moved by Jiang Hui's confident and fluent presentation and couldn't help but applaud as well. A cheer, neither too loud nor too soft, rang out in the auditorium, making Jiang Hui quite embarrassed.

The mecha students present had even more mixed feelings. What the other party was saying... they were talking about a level that they couldn't reach yet. The other party had a very broad range of knowledge about mechas and had gone much further than them.

And they had heard it themselves: this person was a student in the Combat Individual Soldier Department. The fact that a student in the Combat Individual Soldier Department could learn mecha knowledge better than them was a complete shock to their souls.

Those who had been whispering about how Carlo had made things difficult for them were now feeling utterly ashamed. How could such a monster exist?

In a corner where no one was paying attention, someone looked in surprise in Jiang Hui's direction: "How come... isn't she a combat individual soldier?" the boy muttered, then his voice suddenly dropped as he looked at the person next to him.

"Actually—it's not that amazing."

“No need to say anything more,” Herrera said softly, then turned his head away, lowering it so that no one could see his expression. But whether it was Knight’s imagination or not, he seemed to see a fleeting tear on Herrera’s face.

"I..." the proud boy murmured, but eventually shut his mouth because he didn't know what to say.

He thought the reprimand he had received not long ago was punishment, but it turned out that it wasn't—this was the real punishment.

But the so-called "punishment" wasn't because he lost, but because he realized that what he had always been proud of and taken pride in was nothing, and that truly talented people didn't boast about it. He also realized that outside of his defined circle, he was nothing, and how ridiculous he had been to speak so arrogantly about individual groups not long ago.

Herrera had a complete epiphany, though he didn't know what he had come to.

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“Very good, Jiang’s presentation was excellent. This is a direction I hadn’t considered in detail before. Perhaps you could extend this direction to design a combination of mimicry linear shapes and one-piece armor. If you really intend to do this, come to me and I’ll grant you the necessary permissions,” Carlo said, raising an eyebrow.

Little did he know that his words would immediately stir up a huge wave of discussion, with the murmurs in the room becoming even louder than before, and a sense of unease beginning to rise.

What did Carlo say? Did they hear wrong? The other party was actually offering modification rights... those were modification rights for the Blazing Fire lineage! Countless mech pilots across the galaxy coveted them, and the other party had never given them away before. Now, they were casually offering them to such a student—the invited members of the public below all had mixed feelings.

The so-called modification rights refer to making major modifications or combinations to extend the construction of mecha based on the original work. A high degree of completion can be regarded as a separate work and have the same rights as the designer, only requiring the original author to grant the prototype authorization and basic rights.

In Jiang Hui's past, this was almost equivalent to, or even more impressive than, having a renowned academic sign their name and participate in research and development.

This is a privilege usually reserved for direct students in interstellar warfare. Could it be that Professor Carlo has taken a liking to this student in the combat individual skill set?
That's not right. If we're going to think that way, we should first persuade her to change her major. Otherwise, he'll be all in the way while she turns around and goes off to learn how to be a soldier.

No, something's not right. This person... this name sounds so familiar. Isn't this that freshman who suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the first year?

The one who came in first place during military training. Many of them had watched the competition live, and the freshmen performed no worse than the students one or two years ahead of them, so they were quite impressed with this student, Jiang.

However, she had always kept a low profile at school, rarely standing out in various activities, and had a small social circle, so she gradually faded from their sight. Unexpectedly, they saw her again as a gifted student in the mecha department, making them sigh at the unfairness of talent distribution in this world—it seemed like she got all the good things.
Jiang Hui knew this wasn't something that could be given away casually, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer.

Carlo didn't press the issue and said to Jiang Hui, "Stay after class."

Then Jiang Hui received 100 points instantly. Looking at the overflowing total points, she was still a little dazed, as if in a dream.

Hillman leaned closer, saying enviously, "That's great! You get 100 points for answering a question... When will I ever be able to do that?"

Then the other person leaned closer mysteriously, looked in a certain direction, and whispered, "Ahui, you did it. You were right, there's more than one way to get revenge..." So there's another way to slap someone in the face.

Jiang Hui: ? ? What did she do?
Jiang Hui, who had only intended to subtly express the idea that "everyone has their own destiny," was unaware that Hillman had taken her chance-based response as a deliberate and sophisticated way of slapping her in the face.

(End of this chapter)