The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 92 The Sound
"What's wrong, He Si? Are you even okay?"

The group of people hiding behind the boulder secretly egged them on.

But to everyone's surprise, the person didn't move an inch, focusing intently on the targets in the arena, or rather... a particular target.

Then his companion watched helplessly as the other fired several shots without blinking. But the other was incredibly sharp, as if his eyes were equipped with measuring tapes, accurately dodging Hess's shots every time, and each time by just a hair's breadth, which was extremely infuriating.

So the person next to He Si only tried two or three times before giving up. He felt that the girl in the arena must have very high mental strength. People like this have very high nerve, touch, and perception abilities, possessing talents that ordinary people cannot match.

But that's He Si; we can't just give up like that.

Who is He Si? They are among the top students in their grade, yet they couldn't handle a group of freshmen who hadn't even started formal training yet, even under a surprise attack. It's quite frustrating to think about.

But at the same time, he felt a little smug, realizing that there really was something this person couldn't do.

There are many talented people in this world, and many gifted people. Some people are born to be superior to others, while others, no matter how hard they train, always have to put in more effort than others to barely reach the same level.

He knew the world was inherently unfair. Just like compared to He Si, his talent was far inferior. He also knew he couldn't compare to He Si and could only look up to him along with the other classmates.

But there were moments when he felt envy and jealousy, and he would think, "Why? Why are some people born with things that others don't have, while I can only end up here?"

Of course, such thoughts were merely youthful folly, fleeting moments of resentment. Ultimately, one must return to reality, and he understood that it wasn't about personal gain... because that's just life.

He hadn't been jealous of He Si for a long time, and even admired him a little, as He Si had always been able to stand steadily at the forefront of his classmates.

But unexpectedly, the world is fair; it's not that it's not going to happen, it's just that the time hasn't come yet. Although using this incident as an example isn't very convincing, since the attack was just a casual attitude and no one was really serious, seeing He Si trying to hit the freshman but failing, the young man suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of balance.

It wasn't because he saw Hess's failure, but because he suddenly realized that his previous narrow-mindedness was actually very foolish.

There are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. In life, you'll always encounter things you can't achieve and people you can't defeat; no one is an exception.

The real skill lies in your unwillingness to accept the status quo and your efforts to break through this predicament; this is the mindset of a true strong person.

In that instant, the young man suddenly understood the distance between himself and He Si and the many powerful figures. He also understood why he had been in the past.

Of course he admired her, but he couldn't help feeling a little smug. Even He Si had things he couldn't do; that junior, whether it was luck or not, definitely had some real talent.

He saw that He Si's gun was pointed directly at the girl, almost cornering her. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a bugle call.

This is a reminder to them to stop shooting.

The young man was inwardly astonished. Now he truly believed that the junior might actually have some skill and potential. He Si was their class's sharpshooter; although he wasn't the best shooter in the grade, he was still among the top. And yet, even with He Si relentlessly shooting at her, he hadn't been able to take her down? Truly remarkable.

But... even though the instructors had given the signal to stop firing, He Si was still holding his laser dart gun, staring intently in a certain direction on the field.

Seriously? He's that addicted? You might as well just tell him to remember this junior and find someone to settle things with after military training.

Thinking about it, this guy is really unfair; I wonder how the instructors will scold him later. The school recruited these second-year students to help the freshmen develop and improve their skills, not to give them a platform for activities. They aren't the main focus of this training.

The school's original intention was to provide every freshman with opportunities for training and to allow them to fully experience the spirit of marching, but ultimately it is essential to ensure the physical and mental safety of the freshmen, so dangerous operations are not permitted.

Although they felt the laser spears the school had given them were unlikely to pose any real danger, they couldn't withstand He Si's relentless barrage. Did he really intend to knock down this complete newcomer on the field? That was too brutal.

Seeing that Mr. He still refused to accept the money and gun, and seemed to want to do it again, his companion quickly tried to pull him back, lest he really do something rash and make another move in front of everyone.

The instructor has already told you to stop. If you actually do it, wouldn't that tell everyone you're having too much fun? You'll definitely get criticized and points deducted later.

No, you actually came... you idiot!
The young man was shocked, stunned by his foolish classmate. He'd actually argued with a child! He didn't even know what this girl's major was; if she were a student from an ordinary major, it would be a huge embarrassment.

"Are you crazy?!" The young man forcefully pulled He Si's arm, disarming him from the laser gun he was holding. But He Si had already moved out and was still staring intently at the movements in a certain direction within the arena.

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Jiang Hui felt that someone must be targeting her from the shadows. Otherwise, why would the random punches suddenly turn into a barrage of attacks, and such targeted attacks, as if aimed at all her weaknesses?

Jiang Hui hadn't actually received much training, and even her physical strength was much worse than that of ordinary combat soldiers. But there was one quality she had greatly enhanced since coming to the interstellar world—she was incredibly perceptive, sometimes even accurate to the differential degree.

Almost targeted by some entity, Jiang Hui was being relentlessly attacked to the edge of the battlefield. She was about to lose control of her instinct to give up and was thinking about whether she should just lie down and play dead.

Suddenly, a long bugle call rang out in the arena, and the surroundings instantly fell silent. The gunfire also seemed to stop abruptly as if it had received some kind of signal.

ended?
Jiang Hui straightened up, panting as she looked around. She found that the remaining students standing in the room had the same reaction as her, looking at the mess with slightly confused expressions.

After a while, confirming that there was really no movement, she shakily straightened up, her center of gravity somewhat unsteady, almost numbly propping herself up.

"bump--"

(End of this chapter)