The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

“Is this… tamed?” Captain Nordbay watched the scene, unsure whether to feel a sense of awe or surprise.

Earlier, he had felt regret watching this team; everything about them was good, but they had too little time together to properly gel.

Especially someone like Clarens, who had joined the team only recently, and under such circumstances. He could only be considered a participant of shared interests, but when it came to understanding each other, he still lagged far behind the other teammates. The atmosphere between them showed it.

But unexpectedly, as the end of the competition approached, after they had dealt with a common powerful enemy, that proud new teammate seemed to be subtly “assimilating.”

And, aside from the versatile Jiang Hui, the one building the bridge was still Huan Xian—’that’ Huan Xian?

If this guy was really good at interacting with people, he should have done this sooner. There wouldn’t have been such drama with the second team.

Clearly, Lieutenant Min Hao, the second team’s instructor, thought the same. He felt like he was out of breath and sighed, “It’s not exactly taming; that kid probably just figured things out.”

Ugh, it’s so annoying. Huan Xian must have done it on purpose. He must have been enduring that group of second-year kids for a long time. Now that he thinks about it, he might not fully understand, but he probably understands more than he lets on.

Otherwise, how could someone with his temperament end up being so universally disliked in class? On the surface, he seems indifferent, but in reality, he’s more guarded than anyone. His core might actually be more in line with Clarens’s mindset, which is why he can understand him this well.

In short, Huan Xian just didn’t think much of the second-year students; he probably even considered them fools, which is why he didn’t bother trying to connect with them. See? He’s getting along just fine with students from other classes, and he even has a straightforward attitude toward his enemies. Looks like it’s just the second-year students who are the problem, huh?

Students like Lin Maowu, and those who still think they did nothing wrong after fighting, aren’t really a surprise. Perhaps the atmosphere and environment within the class were wrong from the start. Fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boys aren’t supposed to be scheming against each other. They are students in the command department, not seasoned politicians in a council.

Being a good commander isn’t about scheming or stirring people’s emotions and gaining the support of a small group.

True command requires a broader perspective and a certain level of personal charisma. A good commander should understand the problems of the team members and, more importantly, stick to their own principles and positions.

They still have a long way to go if they want to become real military commanders.

At this moment, Min Hao finally realized something: his class had serious issues—not just with their attitude toward Huan Xian, but with other matters too.

So, what should he do if he hadn’t noticed that the students had gone astray?

He can’t let this continue. He’ll have to change his approach to teaching. They probably have too little to do with assignments and tasks, which is why they have time to engage in these conflicts. He needs to assign them more training tasks.

Captain Nordbay beside him wholeheartedly agreed and mentioned that he’d need to make similar adjustments for his own students. The first class shouldn’t be left out either; he would have to talk to Lando about it.

After all, there are only three classes in the command department, so they should be aligned in their approach.

As for the students who discovered that their training tasks after the school year started were even more demanding than during military training: …

No one cared about their thoughts.

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“Bang… bang!” Struggling to maintain this team of ten individuals with differing personalities, while simultaneously dealing with the hindrances caused by people like Aris and others, and facing the enemy, Lin Maowu still failed to achieve a true balance.

As his companion, Pavla Lava, whom he had been keeping by his side, was struck by Clarens, the R197 team was officially eliminated.

Meanwhile, Huan Xian, who was beside Clarens, didn’t give Lin Maowu any chances, almost simultaneously hitting him and eliminating the entire R87 team.

The whole process went so smoothly that it almost seemed unbelievable.

But perhaps they were overthinking things. Lin Maowu was indeed a resourceful enemy. His shooting skills and command abilities were good, but his mind was too cluttered, filled with too many concerns. He was too calculating and too focused on manipulating others.

In one of the books from Jiang Hui’s past world, it was written: “Overly calculating can backfire.” There’s also an ancient saying: “The clever are often undone by their own cleverness.” Lin Maowu was clearly such a person.

If, after devising such a complex and psychologically testing way of cooperating, he hadn’t personally sabotaged others’ trust, he might have been able to maintain his team and perhaps even managed to hold out in battle until the final moments.

But unfortunately, there’s no medicine for regret, and time cannot be reversed.

This was a personal choice made by Lin Maowu. As long as his mindset didn’t change, no matter how things played out, he would inevitably face the same problem due to his nature.

However, this wasn’t something they needed to worry about right now.

After leaving the old L11 site, the team resumed their journey to “clean up” the battlefield.

They naturally didn’t go out of their way to find Lin Maowu and the others, as it wasn’t something that could be easily done, and a long time had already passed since the group had fled.

Therefore, Jiang Hui and the others weren’t overly obsessed with hunting down the two teams that had escaped. They predicted a direction and directly pushed forward from L11, encountering some scattered enemies along the way, including remaining small teams and formidable lone wolves.

As expected, those who managed to stay until now were tough to deal with. The R186 team faced a significant crisis midway, but fortunately, they managed to get through it safely.

Time passed, and slowly, the participants on the leaderboard were falling off one by one. Apart from the ones they had dealt with, the remaining ones were likely taken out by Lin Maowu and his team.

Clarens had been accumulating points smoothly. At Jiang Hui and the others’ request, they hadn’t intentionally held back, striking wherever convenient. Even so, after over two star hours of effort, Clarens only needed another 4 points to surpass Huo Qi.

However, the battlefield was becoming emptier, and the chances of encountering Lin Maowu and the others were growing slimmer. Initially, they thought the competition might just pass like this.

But everything seemed destined. With only eighteen star minutes left before the competition ended, they finally ran into the R87 and R197 teams, which were still stuck in a strange standoff. Taking advantage of their awkward situation, where they were both defensive yet had to rely on each other, they quickly settled the matter and eliminated them.

Before the competition ended, Clarens finally reached 396 personal points, surpassing Huo Qi to take second place.

With the final second of the last star point counted down, the internal school competition was finally completed successfully.