The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Is Chapter 43 still not too late?

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang, we regret your situation. However, the academy system has been closed, and all students have already been assigned to classes. If you wish to transfer, you may have to wait until next year to see if you can change careers," the person on the other end replied regretfully.

Jiang Hui was also disappointed to hear the news, as it meant that things were essentially beyond repair. However, she felt that perhaps she should try a little harder… maybe there would be a chance?
After receiving a positive response from the gentle-spoken teacher in the teaching department, Jiang Hui had no choice but to abandon her previous idea.

Perhaps feeling sorry for her looking so dejected, the other person added, "Or you could consult the academic affairs office after the semester starts. I'll also report your situation to the teaching committee to see if we can help you get a transfer. But the chances are slim. You should be prepared."

...Actually, she didn't have to say that last sentence. Jiang Hui thought about it again and decided it was better not to place too much unrealistic hope in such things. Wouldn't it be better for her to face reality sooner rather than later?
However, the teacher clearly meant well, so Jiang Hui was naturally grateful. After asking the teacher a few more questions about enrollment, she quietly thanked him and hung up the personal terminal.

After closing the computer screen, Jiang Hui finally let out a long sigh of relief.

What to do? This is really troublesome...

As she suspected, there was no chance to log in again once it was missed. While the school was deeply saddened by her accidental injury, they couldn't make an exception and reopen the campus system. Not only would making backend changes and reallocations be very troublesome, but more importantly, it would break the rules.

This sets a bad precedent. What if all the students below make the same demands?
Therefore, in terms of admission ranking, Besca Intermediate Academy tries its best to adhere to the rules and be fair and just, with an excellent atmosphere and almost no negative practices.

Jiang Hui missed the deadline for changing her major, so the system automatically assigned her to a military-related major, and even specified the major. Actually, she didn't have a choice; military-related majors are quite popular, and there weren't many spots left, so she had to accept the assigned major.

Jiang Hui was assigned to the Mech Soldier Department... well, just from the name, you can tell it's a passionate major, a romantic one exclusively for space warriors.

But Jiang Hui didn't have that ambition. The girl was both amused and exasperated.

This was the second blow she suffered after learning she couldn't change her major. There are dozens of military-related majors, with logistics alone having more than a dozen sub-specialties; choosing the latter would have been slightly better.

Unfortunately, there are no openings for these military-related minor programs. Every year, many people apply to these minor programs at Beska Intermediate College, making them extremely popular.

Military family members with readily available spots can only choose their own major from military-related majors if they pass a small test before changing their major; otherwise, they can only be assigned to another major.

Only broad categories like individual soldier training or mecha manufacturing have vacancies... no, actually there aren't any vacancies in those either, but they have the largest number of students and the most abundant teaching resources. So this year, almost all the military dependents who were assigned to military-related majors were placed in individual soldier training programs.

Jiang Hui was assigned to the combat individual soldier unit in this way, completely pushed forward without giving her any choice.

At first, Jiang Hui tried to comfort herself, thinking it might not be as terrible as she imagined. At fifteen or sixteen, how much could she possibly learn about combat? It probably just theoretical knowledge or fancy moves. But after searching online for keywords and watching some related student training videos, Jiang Hui just wanted to give up.

This is pushing her to change schools. Is it too late to change schools and majors now?
She had already learned that this interstellar world was a martial age, with a thriving military, and many young people willing to join the armed forces to expand interstellar territory. Moreover, interstellar selection didn't just come from adults; they started from childhood. It was said that from elementary academies onwards, there were many specially established mecha classes and combat classes. Secondary academies became even more specialized, truly separating students with employment aspirations from ordinary talents needed by society, and providing intensive training. Finally, only the top talents were selected to enter the military academy system… Further selections were, of course, there were, but those involved deeper promotions within the military and political system, and remained unknown for the time being.

Jiang Hui is currently on the dividing line between the second type. The period from 15 to 18 years old is a crucial time for teenagers to grow and form their values. Therefore, the intensive training must be "fast, accurate, and ruthless," and extremely strict military-style management is adopted.

That's right. In other words, Jiang Hui had to be mentally prepared to be incorporated into this militarized management system when she enrolled in the Individual Soldier Department.

Okay, to put it simply, she's preparing to... join the army.

After figuring out the connection, Jiang Hui was utterly bewildered.

This was completely different from what she had imagined. She just wanted to be a lazy bum who could live a peaceful and quiet life until she grew old. Why did they have to do this to her?
Jiang Hui felt the greatest misfortune since she arrived in interstellar space engulf her.

Good heavens! Not only does she have to go back to school, but she also has to be a "new recruit." Can't people have a way out?!

Jiang Hui slammed her head into the covers and didn't come back to her senses until it was time to sleep. This caused her to forget about the existence of the nighttime mental space, and she ended up tossing and turning all night.

When Jiang Hui woke up in the morning, although she had slept well in every sense, she was in worse spirits and looked listless.

When the optical communication call came in, she hadn't even had time to adjust her state of mind.

"Hello, are you Ms. Jiang Hui? Sorry to bother you. This is the follow-up examination center of the District Central Hospital. This is Sang Sang, a medical worker. How are you feeling today...?" After seeing her expression, the other party seemed to hesitate a bit when asking the last question.

Hearing that it was the hospital calling, Jiang Hui's muddled mind finally cleared up a bit: "Oh, oh, I know. Sorry, I'm a little sleepy. Is there anything I can help you with?"

The other person seemed somewhat relieved. Actually, she had almost been startled when she saw Jiang Hui's tired appearance earlier, thinking that this discharged patient was unwell and looked very unwell. It turned out she hadn't woken up properly, but the child's spirits were too low; it seemed the brain damage had taken a severe toll on her.

Although the medical staff automatically filled in a lot of completely unrelated things for Jiang Hui in their minds, they didn't neglect the verbal procedures...

"You forgot? Tomorrow is your follow-up appointment; you need to go back to the district's general hospital for a check-up. I'm here to confirm the time with you. When are you free tomorrow morning? Also, Mr. Carlette at our hospital is quite busy lately and might not be able to make it to his work appointment. Would you be able to have another senior therapist perform your follow-up examination instead...?"

(End of this chapter)