The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

Jiang Hui was surprised to find that despite his cold demeanor and reluctance to speak, this classmate was actually quite helpful.

He asked her if she needed to handle something urgent at the academic affairs office. If not, he suggested she might want to take care of her dormitory arrangements first.

The academy allowed students to choose dorm types based on personal preferences, but the same type of dorm could vary greatly. Some were particularly noisy, while others were far from the teaching areas, requiring a long walk.

If Jiang Hui waited too long to choose, she might not get her preferred living area.

She paused, realizing she hadn’t thought of that. However, she was more focused on confirming an appointment she had made with the academic affairs office before enrollment, so she decided to prioritize that and postpone the dormitory arrangements.

She thanked him for his kind reminder and asked him to direct her to the academic affairs office.

He didn’t press further, reverting to his initial aloofness, and pointed her in the right direction. He even sent her a campus map that highlighted notable buildings, which was exactly what she needed.

Jiang Hui couldn’t help but feel grateful for this considerate classmate.

As she turned to leave, she glanced back and noticed the nameplate on his registration desk.

Theophilus Clarens.

That was quite a long name—even in the universal language of the stars, it seemed excessive.

Fortunately, Jiang Hui was in the interstellar world, now in the body of an interstellar person, and her memory was still quite good. If she were still on Blue Star, she might have had to glance several times just to remember that name.

She followed the navigation toward the academic affairs office.

Meanwhile, the kind classmate, Clarens, observed her departing figure thoughtfully.

This Jiang classmate was slender and delicate, looking like an ordinary student who seemed fragile—she was even thinner than most. Her complexion was pale, as if recovering from a serious illness, and she appeared completely untrained.

In the interstellar world, minors tended to be more mature. After their initial awakening, they typically became aware of their mental potential and began planning their lives accordingly.

If their mental power level was average, these ordinary individuals still had plenty of options available to them. They could take their time selecting suitable majors and careers. Even after graduation, they could explore different professions and industries.

With a long life ahead, a hundred years was just a small part of their existence.

However, those with potential and a clear career path as incomplete awakers would prepare early, undergoing basic training.

This was especially true for those aspiring to military careers in mecha soldiers, mecha engineers, or commanders. They generally needed to engage in targeted training during junior college to adapt quickly to the rigorous environment of intermediate colleges and universities.

Among various majors, training for mecha soldiers was the most demanding and harsh. Some schools with strict academic standards even implemented severe elimination systems, advising students who couldn’t keep up with the training to transfer to other majors.

Although Beska Intermediate Academy didn’t have such a strict system, it was one of the most popular intermediate schools on the planet, and their admission criteria were quite rigorous. They selected outstanding students based on their performance in junior college and various physical indicators.

So when Clarens first saw this classmate approaching, he didn’t immediately recognize them as one of his own classmates. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with this student, but their profile clearly seemed unsuitable for the combat unit program.

He wasn’t a dark-minded person; his first thought was whether the student had some hidden advantage that wasn’t immediately visible.

After all, Clarens had vowed to himself when he left home that he would reach the top without relying on anyone or any outside forces.

He aimed to be the best student in the combat unit program at Beska Intermediate Academy and to secure first place to gain admission to the military academy in the capital.

This was the combat unit program at Beska Intermediate Academy, where only the most dedicated could thrive.

While verifying the student’s information, he indeed noticed something unusual. The individual was classified as having A-level mental power and seemed to have undergone a second awakening.

It was hard for Clarens to imagine someone with an A-level mental power being a first-time awaker. Such a person would likely have been taken to the capital long ago for training.

Given their age, she was probably just about to complete her second awakening.

The student’s mental power level was quite good, exceeding the requirements for most high-demand mental power jobs in the empire, making them suitable for the combat unit program. In fact, higher mental power was better for this specialization.

If she successfully reached A+ mental power through a third awakening and received proper training, she could likely become a formal military member after university.

From this perspective, the college’s decision to admit this person made sense. However, her background truly left Clarens puzzled.

This person had actually come from an outer star system, transferring from an inner star system, and her previous major had nothing to do with combat mechs. Just as he had suspected, she had no foundational skills at all.

Moreover, the student’s appearance showed no signs of recent training; her physique was slack and weak, with numerous vulnerabilities. Clarens hadn’t seen anyone else in the registration process like them.

While he didn’t know why she chose to enter the combat unit program, such determination and impulsive thoughts wouldn’t sustain her in the program for long.

With someone like this in their class, Clarens felt she wouldn’t last long.

It was a pity for this rare opportunity, but that had nothing to do with him. No matter how outstanding someone was, everyone entering the combat unit would ultimately become his rivals.

He would personally defeat each one of them.

The first place was his goal, and this was just the beginning—