The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

As it turns out, he might really not be able to.

Before his new life even officially began, he had already found himself in an extremely dire situation.

Huan Xian was somewhat at a loss for what to do now that things had turned out like this.

His ability had always been based on command, a talent created by some fanatic military strategists who developed a war machine designed to produce the ultimate commander. It took countless human and material resources to create someone like him.

Among the hundreds of people who were trained alongside Huan Xian, he was the only one who survived and didn’t go insane, the only one who could still walk in the sunlight.

Now that he had gained freedom, though it was within certain limits, it was still a life he never dared to dream of in the past.

So, he was deeply grateful to those who had rescued him and allowed him to live this way.

They wanted him to live like an ordinary person, and Huan Xian had no objection. He chose a quiet place, far from any power struggles, and entered an inconspicuous school, hoping to experience the carefree days of youth.

However, there was no choice in the course he enrolled in—it was still his old line of work.

What he didn’t expect was that on the very first day of school, he accidentally made an enemy, and his abilities were exposed, causing his classmates—proud as they were—to immediately feel wary of him.

Commanding was a talent born for war. People with this ability were rare, one in a million in the galaxy, and not everyone could unlock it at the right time. If the best moment to develop the skill was missed, they would become mediocre, never able to truly enter the world of command.

But even within the realm of command, there were differences. This depended on the level and strength of one’s mental power.

Ordinary commanders could synchronize communication and sensing within a certain range, using their mental power to coordinate their team.

Of course, there were also special types of commanders, who had abilities that were different from those of ordinary commanders. These were not explained in detail here.

However, the vast majority of commanders’ abilities are mutually exclusive, because this power is essentially a mutated brainwave interaction ability. Generally speaking, these powers are repellent to each other, and without the other party’s permission, one cannot communicate or sense another’s mental waves.

After all, people’s mental powers are different, and no one’s brain can allow the brainwaves and mental powers of another person to invade their personal space.

But, theoretically, Huan Xian could. He didn’t need permission from others to hear the voices transmitted by other commanders. He could also directly transmit commands to their brain domains without their consent.

This ability was supposed to be something a commander would use to control the members of their own team, but here was someone who could use it to control other commanders.

This ability was nothing short of a nightmare for all commanders, an unforgivable existence, like a natural enemy.

Even though they had yet to undergo formal command training, they already had some understanding of this profession. They could imagine how terrifying it would be to have someone like this in their field of expertise.

In fact, deep down, they instinctively feared how such a person would overshadow them, making their own talents seem dim and insignificant in comparison.

The young ones didn’t yet understand where their fear came from; they simply instinctively rejected it.

They viewed Huan Xian as an unnatural existence, a freak, someone who should be excluded, an aberration. No one wanted to get close to such a person, and they all sought to push this inevitable “enemy” far out of their lives.

Little did they know, this was of no concern to Huan Xian. He wasn’t affected by their rejection. His shallow understanding of human society wasn’t enough to support him in grasping such complex emotions.

But undeniably, the faint light and warmth he had regained by re-entering human society were gradually eroded day by day by this constant malice.

Huan Xian truly didn’t understand what these so-called classmates were doing. Why were they so full of energy every day, engaging in these boring activities… that didn’t harm him in any way? Not at all.

He simply found it boring, even feeling the impulse to contact the other side, asking them to take him away from here and back to the previous environment. After all, if this so-called wonderful youth life was really like this, he felt there was no need for him to experience it.

But… for some reason, deep down, he still felt a little uncomfortable. There was a sharp, indescribable feeling weighing down on his heart, one that he couldn’t resolve.

It was this strange feeling that made him refrain from sending that request. He endured the boredom, letting the days pass by like this.

As the end of the month approached, the arrival of the orienteering competition stirred the excitement of countless students. Everyone wanted to stand out in this competition, to make a name for themselves.

But deep inside, Huan Xian still felt indifferent, completely unconcerned.

Then, in the midst of this competition, he encountered a very strange person.

What his classmates saw of Huan Xian was only part of him, a small aspect. The truly frightening side of him was something else entirely. Not only could he ignore barriers and directly connect with and command others’ brain domains, he could do much more.

As long as he had enough mental power and the right conditions, Huan Xian could even control all lower-level awakened individuals.

He could hear many unique energy frequencies in the world—living and non-living things, animals and plants, as well as the sounds of wind, water, rain, and snow, even the inner thoughts of humans at certain moments—no, perhaps it should be more accurately described as emotions.

So, when Huan Xian got close to someone, he could sense many kinds of information that ordinary humans could not see, including their aura, magnetic field, emotions, and so on, allowing him to judge a person’s character.

He could see the hidden cruelty beneath the gentle appearance of someone, or detect a tiny softness hidden deep inside a short-tempered person. In his short life, he had seen countless hidden beauties, but even more, he had seen countless ugliness.

Huan Xian couldn’t distinguish, nor did he have the energy to explore, because it was simply too exhausting for him and completely unnecessary.

Rather than trying to explore and understand these complicated people, he preferred to be alone, away from those human emotions that were too complex for him to comprehend.

But Jiang Hui was different. What he sensed from her was more of a quiet peace, an utter stillness.

She never revealed any aura or magnetic field, nor did she emit any emotions; she was always clean and pure. He could feel nothing from her.

What kind of person was she? Why…

Out of curiosity, he extended an invitation to her, asking if she would team up with him.

Even though Huan Xian wasn’t familiar with her and had only seen her in some image before, he didn’t care at all about whether this teammate was reliable. His interest in Jiang Hui was far greater than his interest in the competition itself.