The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 101 Find it
As time passed, the people in the control room gradually felt their life force draining away, approaching a state of complete depletion.

He had a premonition that he would die here soon.

As expected... it's not so easy for people to survive.

The man perched on the giant claws shook his head almost imperceptibly, though he couldn't be sure if he had actually moved or if it was just his imagination.

Suddenly a soft, rustling sound came from outside. It was quiet, but not inaudible.

Judging from the footsteps, it was a small creature, not very aggressive, and seemed somewhat timid, its steps hesitant as it walked.

The person, already suffering from fatal injuries and excessive blood loss, suddenly regained consciousness for a moment. Of course, this clarity only lasted for a few moments before they quickly fell back into a dazed state.

What has come back?
It took them so long to find us. Could they be some lucky lost creature...? Seeing him, the enemy who slaughtered their entire clan, they couldn't resist coming up to him for revenge.

However, now is indeed the best time to take revenge.

The mech's energy was completely depleted, and he was trapped in the control room, pierced by the claws and bleeding profusely; he was not far from death. If another skirmisher came now, it wouldn't even take one of the enemy's claws to finish him off.

I never expected this... He fought so hard just now, but in the end, he still died at the hands of the enemy. It would have been more heroic to die in the battle against that leader.

Hmm... this stray star beast, no, there should be two of them, neither of them seem very smart. Even though they've come looking for the mech and lost so much blood, they still can't pinpoint its location.

Could he hope that these two stragglers would just skip him? He really didn't want to die at the hands of the Star Beasts.

"is it here?"

"Yes, I saw the instructor piloting this mech against the enemy before I ran. For mech warriors, the mech is their life. Even if it's damaged, they won't just ignore it. The instructor should still be inside, probably resting."

“I think it’s more likely that he’s unconscious. Look at all these limbs scattered on the ground… How many star beasts would have been killed to pile them up like this? And this mech doesn’t look like it’s in ordinary condition. I’ve heard that in order to enhance combat effectiveness, combat mechs are connected to the pilot’s senses and brain. Even if the instructor hasn’t suffered physical damage yet, his mind must have been traumatized.”

"Besides, we've been circling around here for ages. Anyone could hear this at this close range, let alone a military instructor. There's no way he didn't hear it. Could he have passed out in the control room?"

You were absolutely right... This student deserves some extra points.

...Wait, how could it be classmates? These voices...are...students! Did those freshmen turn around and run back?

Even though he was in a daze, he couldn't suppress his instinctive reaction and vaguely wondered why these stupid kids had turned back.

No one knows if there are any remaining star beasts here. With their current combat strength, let alone their fangs and claws, they might just be killed by the acidity of these star beasts' secretions.

Besides, there's no use in them coming back now. If they were to see him in such a miserable state, it would only instill fear in these children and add a pointless chapter to their military careers that haven't even begun.

Besides... he looks so terrible now, it would be better to teach them to remember his heroic side.

On Mays' face, which was almost unrecognizable due to being smeared with blood, one could make out a slight furrow in his brow as he opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Well, these two little guys I found don't seem very bright. They probably can't even find the head and tail of the mech. By the time they find it, he'll probably be dead. But it would be better if they couldn't find it; if they couldn't, they'd naturally leave.

Whether the school team can find his body, the two little guys, or the missing students... is beyond his concern, since he is already close to death.

Mays thought that the school and the officers stationed there couldn't be that useless.

So he slowly closed his eyes, wanting to quietly wait for the moment of death to come.

"Click click click—" Then it was "thump thump thump."

The commotion was so great that the violent tremors in the surrounding environment made even this dying man regain consciousness for a few more moments.

Can't people even die in peace...? What are they doing?
Hey, hey, hey, don't move! Are you trying to personally send your instructor away? He could have just died on his own.

Be gentle! I told you not to come looking for me... all you'll see when you come in is a nightmare.

After being tormented like this several times, even the dying man was made a bit irritable. Mays had originally just wanted to close his eyes and die, but after all this, he actually felt a little more alert. However, his mood was far from good; he was even somewhat ashamed and annoyed.

How long are these two going to keep causing trouble? Can't they just let their instructor die a peaceful death? They have to take this apart to see how he died before they'll stop.

If he could speak right now, he would love to yell at them to get lost.

"Ah, right... this is it. That thing that's inserted is too hard, and it seems to be stuck by something; I can't get it out. Luckily, something seems to have pried it open on this side, making it easier to remove. I'll try removing it from here—"

It's that voice again. It seems like she's been talking at long, drawn-out intervals ever since.

Then came another round of subtle torment. Mace didn't know what kind of willpower she relied on to persevere and prevent the fluctuations from completely collapsing.

click -

Boom boom——

Mays could feel the sound was very close, as if something was being dismantled nearby. The other party was somewhat rough, but the direction was vaguely correct. A soft light shone through and illuminated his face.

So they managed to get in? These two little rascals are pretty good at this. Mays thought vaguely.

He struggled to open his eyes, his vision blurred, his vision obscured by varying shades of red, trying to make out what kind of two little ones had come looking for him. But he gave up because his eyes were covered by a thick layer of blood.

Finally, the expected gasps and screams rang out. Mace desperately wanted to force a smile to make her appearance less terrifying, but she didn't even have the strength to do that.

At this point, he had truly reached his limit and could no longer hold on.

(End of this chapter)