After the Social Animal Passed Through the Book, He Relied on His Depressed Brain to Become a God in the Interstellar

I traveled through time and became a good-for-nothing noble in an interstellar novel. The original owner was assassinated at the age of 16. With the memory of the original work, I escaped being poisoned and found the key prop "Star Core". I wanted to survive, but was forced to enroll in the military academy. On the training ground, the nobles laughed at me for being the last in physical fitness. Little did I know that my depressed brain was running at high speed: "0.03% Survival rate? The enemy fleet's weak point is the third thruster array." "The hydraulic pipe in the mecha's right arm ruptured in 0.5 Seconds? Dodge 0.3 Seconds in advance." When the Zerg mothership comes blocking the sky and the sun, the commander is in despair—— I gnawed on the compressed biscuits and handed over a napkin filled with formulas: "According to this route, you can survive... About 30%."