The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

But when she signed up at that time, the poster stated that the age limit for participation was 9 to 17 years old. Furthermore, when Jiang Hui submitted her application form to the staff at the museum, they didn’t remind her or show any strange expressions.

She swore that if she had known earlier, she definitely wouldn’t have signed up.

It made her think it was an experimental class suitable for teenagers of all ages, only to find out she had inadvertently stumbled into a kindergarten course. This was quite embarrassing, an incident that could easily be classified as social suicide.

Jiang Hui was unaware of the fact that the Dongbo Group organized such activities similar to public welfare events on Blue Star. It wasn’t for promoting their products; rather, it was primarily aimed at helping the planet’s youth gain a deeper understanding of mechas and fostering interest in them, essentially scouting potential candidates for the interstellar future.

However, in the interstellar realm with all-encompassing information networks, the availability of information is highly developed, and young people have various ways to acquire knowledge. The existence of mechas is already well-known among people of all ages throughout the interstellar society. Even ordinary people without psychic abilities have fantasized during their youth about the possibility of piloting mechas across interstellar battlefields in service of the empire.

Their understanding of mechas is relatively superficial; while it may not be in-depth, almost everyone can share some basic related information.

Generally, interstellar individuals awaken for the first time around the age of 9, and they usually have a good idea of their psychic potential and capabilities. Most individuals with mental abilities will start to consider suitable career paths early on.

Especially those who aspire to work in highly specialized fields such as potion manufacturing, mecha pilots, mecha engineers, or commanders begin preparing for their careers early on by undergoing various professional training.

Of course, only those from relatively well-off families who do not have to worry about their basic needs can afford such preparation. Ordinary people, unless they possess the potential to awaken as high-level psychics and are recruited or funded early by certain forces, can generally only receive education step by step. It is only in fair platforms like schools that they might have the chance to carve out their own paths.

This is a harsh reality that is true in any world.

However, this society is not entirely devoid of opportunities for ordinary people. After all, ordinary interstellar citizens are the majority, and they are the essential pillars that support the functioning of society. The interstellar government does not wish to see a situation where a few powerful families dominate; rather, they prefer a landscape where many talents from various backgrounds flourish within the empire.

Therefore, every year, the interstellar government sets targets for large conglomerates and organizational associations, requiring them to host educational activities or project competitions aimed at providing platforms and opportunities for talented individuals among ordinary citizens.

This hands-on mecha experimental class is considered one of the more ordinary types of activities; it does not even have a competitive aspect and is simply a common public course. In the eyes of those seeking opportunities for advancement, it holds little value, which is why it gradually transformed into an educational course for young children. Many early childhood education institutions or elementary schools even collectively register their students to participate during school breaks.

It is quite rare for someone who appears to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, like Jiang Hui, to attend such a course, which is why the staff initially looked at her with such curious expressions.

As for why the staff at the book museum didn’t remind Jiang Hui of this, it is because they themselves were not entirely clear about it either.

This hands-on experimental class has been held many times, and the Dongbo Group has collaborated with various organizations before. However, this is the first time Dongbo Group has partnered with the Book Museum for such an event, so the staff at the Book Museum were not aware of past practices and simply registered Jiang Hui according to the usual procedures.

Many of the participants in this experimental class had either personally attended previous events or had someone in their circle who had, which allowed them to do their homework in advance and understand the nature of the activity. As a result, Jiang Hui found herself in a setting dominated by young children.

Fortunately, these interstellar children were quite polite and did not stare at Jiang Hui as if she were some strange species; they only glanced at her briefly before looking away.

At first, Jiang Hui felt a bit embarrassed, but she quickly adapted and pretended to be natural as she looked for her seat. The invitation letter from the system marked her assigned seat number, so she just had to follow the numbering and take her place.

Finding her seat went very smoothly. Jiang Hui likely registered relatively early, and her assigned spot was near the front. When she noticed that, among the crowd of what seemed to be younger children, there were also a few people who appeared to be older, she felt a bit reassured.

Once she settled into her seat, Jiang Hui discovered that the seating was quite spacious, with plenty of room between each position. Each seat had a large table in front of it.

She was curious about how the class would be conducted. Even though Jiang Hui was seated relatively close to the front, the large conference hall made it feel like a long distance to the front door, making it impossible for her to see where the podium should be, let alone hear the lecture.

Before she could observe further, the workbench in front suddenly shook and trembled. The sudden movement startled Jiang Hui.

Then, from a recess at the lower right corner of the workbench, a bottle resembling water popped up, and from the wider recess in the middle, a box of unknown contents sprang up.

Jiang Hui instinctively looked around and found that she was not the only one experiencing this; every workbench around her was doing the same.

Then she saw the person diagonally in front of her naturally pick up the bottle, twist off the cap, and start drinking from it.

Is this… water?

Jiang Hui picked it up in confusion and examined it, discovering that it really was water. The label and production information indicated it was pure drinking water, specifically marked as supplied by the Dongbo Group.

Looking at the box that had appeared in the middle, it was also clearly labeled as “specially supplied by the Dongbo Group.” She wondered if this was some kind of boxed meal. When she opened it, she found it was filled with an assortment of snacks, the aroma wafting up—indeed, it was.

Jiang Hui: …

She wasn’t speechless because of the food provided on-site. Rather, she genuinely felt that no matter how advanced humanity became or what dimension they inhabited, certain thought patterns were hard to change.

Even after all these years, the merchants in the interstellar world still operated on the same mental framework.