The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

‘Fuck’

Jiang Hui was so angry that she almost slipped into her dialect. What kind of person is this? Was she supposed to hide? Why couldn’t this person just focus on his own business instead of messing with hers? Did she owe this person money or something…?

Since her rebirth in this world, Jiang Hui’s tendency to focus solely on herself had grown even stronger.

As time passed, the contours of this world became increasingly clear in her consciousness, and she gradually integrated into it. Unknowingly, Jiang Hui’s character had undergone some changes, perhaps even ones she herself hadn’t noticed.

Her approach to tasks had become increasingly assertive, and she often found it intolerable when others interrupted or disturbed her plans.

The unusual gaze of the person who had been staring at her since earlier was evident, but she hadn’t paid much attention to it, or rather, she simply didn’t want to deal with it. No amount of attention or discussion mattered to Jiang Hui compared to her current shooting practice.

She wasn’t a person with a good temper, but to save herself the trouble and effort to focus on her own tasks, she always tried to suppress her anger. Yet, even so, there were still people who wouldn’t leave her alone. No matter how youthful or passionate they were, Jiang Hui couldn’t swallow her pride.

Since he liked to compete so much, let him compete; she wanted to see what kind of skills this person had that made them so arrogant.

She hoped he wouldn’t disappoint her.

When Nie Erqi issued the command for the next round, Jiang Hui expressionlessly fired her shot. In this round, the roles were completely reversed: the prey had become the hidden hunter, while the hunter was unknowingly transformed into the prey.

This was the first time she had operated like this; it might not succeed, but there was no harm in trying.

As she was about to pull the trigger, the gun barrel moved slightly, but that small movement adjusted the entire trajectory—this time, she was actually aiming at a different marker.

If Jiang Hui’s calculations were correct, she was sure to hit it this time. If all went well, she might even send a small greeting to someone.

She watched as the small colored bullet accurately landed on the target marker at the expected angle and direction, and inside, Jiang Hui couldn’t suppress her excitement.

On the other side, Nie Erqi was somewhat surprised that such a maneuver was possible. He had misjudged her; he previously thought this student was just a stubborn character, but it turned out she could retaliate swiftly and decisively.

However, executing such a series of changes in an instant required extremely subtle and precise operations. After all, Jiang Hui’s premise was to hit the marker first, and secondly, to knock down the colored bullet from Hess… all of this had to be accomplished at the moment she pulled the trigger, which was undoubtedly stringent.

The ability to adapt and execute such changes indicated Jiang Hui’s talent. Even someone as skilled as Nie Erqi couldn’t help but feel a sense of admiration. This was getting more interesting.

This series of actions was somewhat impulsive, and Jiang Hui’s focus on practice was momentarily distracted. She couldn’t help but glance at the person who had initially provoked her… curious about what expression was on their face at that moment.

What was Hess’s expression like? Rather than being angry at Jiang Hui for deliberately knocking down his plastic bullet, he seemed somewhat… excited?

Jiang Hui: …

What was wrong with him? She felt a hint of regret for “responding” to him. It wasn’t that she was afraid, but she felt as if she had invited a troublesome situation for herself.

It turned out that the other party was determined to confront her.

Turning away from the eye contact, Jiang Hui expressionlessly returned to the next round of shooting.

This time, the two of them entered a subtly competitive “guess what I’m doing, guess what you’re doing” mode.

Seeing that Jiang Hui had discovered his trick, the guy became even more blatant, directly blocking her shooting path. While Jiang Hui aimed to hit her designated marker each round, he intended for every one of her colored bullets to miss.

This guy was quite arrogant.

In the first two shots, Jiang Hui managed to remain patient and composed, subtly hiding her intended movements. But soon, she lost her patience and simply changed direction right before shooting.

This led to a bizarre phenomenon on the shooting line. Among the neatly arranged shooters, there were two “outliers” whose styles didn’t quite match the rest.

They couldn’t be considered too out of line; they just added a bit of “extravagant little movements” at the moment when Nie Erqi issued commands. For instance, they would suddenly turn their guns to shoot at the farthest marker, which was more than ten meters away, or aim in a direction that was awkward for them, yet they always managed to hit a marker accurately.

It was as if they had synchronized their movements; they were almost acting in opposition to each other. Over time, it became clear to everyone that these two were obviously competing against one another, secretly measuring their strengths.

The tense atmosphere they created even distracted their classmates on the same shooting line, drawing the attention of many and causing both overt and covert onlookers to gather around.

By the end, some people even forgot about their own shooting rounds, focusing solely on the silent duel between the two.

Of course, it wasn’t just them; even the two instructors responsible for the training were somewhat mesmerized. Not for any particular reason, but because these two were executing their moves so smoothly. They had thought about intervening, but the more the two continued their competition, the harder it became for them to interrupt.

Nie Erqi was also curious to see the outcome, so he turned a blind eye to the first-year students who were taking advantage of the chaos.

Well, if it got out of hand, they could always add extra practice later. Of course, these two troublemakers wouldn’t escape punishment; they would have to experience what it meant to follow orders from their superiors.

Now they were in the eighth round of shooting, and the results were surprisingly even. Aside from the first two rounds, Hess had successfully intercepted two more shots. This meant he had intercepted Jiang Hui’s colored bullets four times. Meanwhile, Jiang Hui had evaded him four times and successfully hit her designated markers.

Although the results seemed to be a draw, Nie Erqi knew that Jiang Hui had the upper hand. After all, the first two rounds were completely unfair, as they had been conducted without her knowledge. She had suffered two silent losses.

Jiang Hui was the one who was entirely unaware and had been disturbed for no reason.

However, the more this was the case, the less satisfied Hess felt, and his anger flared up. It was precisely because Jiang Hui didn’t care about this matter or about him personally that he felt compelled to create this “duel,” and yet the outcome was just this.

In an area where he had always prided himself on his strength, he could only achieve such a mediocre result. Hess suddenly felt that he was not all that impressive after all.

At this moment, no amount of regret or shame would help. He could be considered a true villain; having come this far with his obsession, he just wanted to use his eyes to confirm… to confirm a conclusion that perhaps he couldn’t even articulate himself.