Assigned Wherever Needed, but First Choice: Commander [Interstellar]

Lin Yu had a C rating in both mental strength and physical ability, yet unexpectedly awakened an S+ ability: manifesting thoughts as physical objects. Facing the envious gazes of everyone around him, Lin Yu raised the gun he'd just conjured. "Pop." It fired a strawberry. Then he passed out from exhaustion. - The Imperial Capital Military Academy is a top school that countless talented people would do anything to enter. Places are scarce each year, and it admits only the very best students in the empire. They say that if your rating in even one of the three categories, ability, mental strength, and physical fitness, is below A, the school will reject you. The academy's most prestigious department is its "Combat Command" program, ranked number one in the interstellar rankings. Lin Yu looked at his double-C results, then at the admission notice. [Name] Lin Yu [Gender] Male [Admitted School] Imperial Capital Military Academy [Program Applied For] Open to assignment [Program Admitted To] Combat Command Lin Yu: "..." Thanks for asking. I was open to assignment, and got the top program in the entire galaxy. - Everyone knows that combat commanders are the heart of a team on the battlefield. A good commander can direct thousands of troops; a bad one gets abandoned by their teammates. As the lowest-ranked student in his program, Lin Yu became the unspoken "disposable commander." His classmates practiced speeches in front of a mirror, honing their leadership skills; Lin Yu raised his gun. "Pop, pop, pop." His classmates read widely, striving to be well-rounded; Lin Yu raised his gun. "Pop, pop, pop." His classmates cultivated social skills, making an effort to befriend their teammates; Lin Yu raised his gun. "Pop, pop, pop." Then mental entities from a higher-dimensional civilization descended upon the world. Disaster loomed, and everyone panicked. Only one figure stood on a desolate planet. A faint glow from his ability enveloped Lin Yu as he faced the unknown swarm of stars alone. "I am your landing coordinates. From here on, follow my orders, " "Descend into me, then be destroyed." ◎ Reader's guide: 1. Slow burn. The first few chapters are mostly everyday life. The main plot begins after the characters form a team. 2. Ensemble cast, no romance for anyone. 3. My take on space opera, focused on special abilities. No mechs. This is not a power fantasy, sorry T T. I really don't know how to write one. [Upcoming story recommendation: No male lead pairing / ensemble cast / special abilities] Working title: The Days I Was Assassinated in the Asylum [Blurb] Ranfeld houses some of the most severely ill patients in the world. Their conditions are so serious that hardly anyone dares apply for the position of director. To maintain public safety, the higher-ups decide to choose the strongest person among the patients, someone who can command respect. As it happens, the newly admitted amnesiac has an impressive record. Eighteen years old, beautiful as a flower, retired colonel, best combat record. Honors received: Voted "The Strongest Human" by citizens of both the Empire and the Federation. - Feng Mei's hiring and admission paperwork were completed on the same day. He had two name tags on his chest: one said patient; the other said director of Ranfeld. People said he was the strongest human. He'd been made a colonel at twenty-five, and his legendary feats could be recounted for three days and nights. But Feng Mei himself knew nothing about this. His memories ended on the day he enlisted at eighteen. He'd just received his dorm room key as the top recruit and was looking forward to meeting his new comrades. But all he saw now was a stark white hospital room and fellow patients watching him like predators. Feng Mei: "Hello, everyone?" Patient: "Draw your weapon!" - At Ranfeld, the only way for a patient to be discharged is to duel the director. Any method is allowed. Beat the director and you pass the discharge review, free to return to normal life. After the strongest human became director, the office was busier than ever. Someone modified their body into a firearm to lie in wait for an ambush; someone disguised themselves as an office plant to lie in wait for an ambush; someone memorized Feng Mei's meal plan to lie in wait for an ambush... Feng Mei: "Can't we just enjoy life at the sanatorium?" Patients: "Better dead than unfree!" Feng Mei: "..." The director blew the white smoke from his gun barrel. "Good death." That day, the strongest human chose to rule through violence. Theme: Cooperate as a team and persevere through every challenge