The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 156 Trivia
When Jiang Hui returned to the dormitory, washed up, lay on the bed, cleared her tired mind, blinked, and finally closed her eyes. Her breathing was slow and gentle, as if she was about to fall asleep, but she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up abruptly.

Wait a minute! She seems to have forgotten something, something very important. Did she pay the bill when she left the hospital?

Could she have run away without paying her medical bills? Jiang Hui logged into her account on her personal terminal and quickly checked it. She found no changes to her account, meaning she really hadn't paid... But she not only had a therapist examine her all night and provide professional analysis, but she also took a whole box of medicine with her. Oh no!

What if the police call to question her later? What should I do?!

Jiang Hui lay awake, unable to fall asleep no matter what she did. Finally, unable to resist the question nagging at her, she sent a text message to Stark, who should be busy at the moment, inquiring about the medical expenses.

Unexpectedly, the other party told her not to worry about it, as he had already paid for it. However, Michael refused to accept the money, saying that he would arrange regular follow-up visits for Jiang Hui to monitor her recovery.

That's true. It was already incredibly lucky that someone with such a high-ranking medical professional was treating her. For them to go to all this trouble to come here and not charge her anything, besides genuine kindness, they probably also wanted to study her unique case. So she didn't mind being observed as a special case at all, and was actually quite happy to be able to help them in some way.

Based on Jiang Hui's two meetings with the other party, she still trusted and appreciated the old therapist.

After realizing that she hadn't skipped out on her bill or made a blunder, Jiang Hui collapsed back onto her large bed in the dormitory, her consciousness gradually fading as she drifted off to sleep.

Little did they know that an uproar had already broken out outside.

Because of the preparations for tomorrow's competition, the whole school will have a day off and no classes will be held.

The atmosphere throughout the campus was lively, with students chatting and laughing as they came and went on the bustling school paths. The usually quiet campus was unusually lively.

This is thanks to an announcement this morning.

As is customary, there will be an orienteering competition after the freshmen's military training ends in January. This is the first challenge that freshmen face upon entering university, and they will have to rely on this opportunity to make a name for themselves from the start.

Therefore, besides the first-year students involved, the second and third-year students were also quite looking forward to it, wanting to see what interesting people were among this year's freshmen. After all, this is a grand event that only happens once a year.

But this year is different. This year marks the 150th anniversary of Beska Intermediate School, and the Board of Trustees has authorized that all activities this year can be appropriately expanded.

And this year, they seem to have had some good luck, as they recently received investment from two large families. They specifically invested a sum of money to make this month's orienteering race a big success and to add extra rewards.

Not only has the scale increased, but the venue and equipment have also changed. In terms of investment alone, it's almost enough to host a separate anniversary celebration.

The above wouldn't have caused such a stir otherwise; the real excitement stems from the rewards. Apparently, due to the increased difficulty of the race and the emphasis on student welfare, all participating students will receive subsidies, and free meals will be provided in the spectator area. Rumor has it that there are even custom-made mechs among the rewards, igniting everyone's competitive spirit. Those mechs are incredibly valuable, far surpassing the previous crude rewards of interstellar currency or individual campus points. This has attracted the envy of many upperclassmen, who wish they could turn back time and be this year's freshmen.

As the beneficiaries of this year's program, the first-year students were naturally both surprised and delighted. While not everyone was eligible for a prize, participation was key, and securing a subsidy was more than enough. Besides, how would you know you couldn't do something if you didn't try?

The academic affairs office issued a notice and posters a day in advance, which were posted all over the campus early in the morning, and now almost everyone is talking about it. The school forum is also buzzing with discussion about this.

Today happened to be a school-wide break, so the atmosphere on campus was naturally lively. Jiang Hui had stayed up all night last night, and although it was already dawn when she returned to school, she was a little tired and didn't notice the unusual atmosphere on campus.

Then she slept all afternoon after returning to school. When she woke up, it was almost dinnertime. She hardly wandered around the campus all day, so naturally she didn't hear these rumors.

All the way to school, she wondered why everyone she met looked so excited. Was being on vacation really that great?

It turns out that it wasn't necessarily because they enjoyed the holiday; they probably enjoyed the gossip and celebrity gossip.

Jiang Hui sometimes couldn't understand whether Hillman had installed a tracking device on her or had some other skill she hadn't even realized, yet he always managed to accurately locate her. Just now, she had just woken up in her dorm and was heading to the cafeteria to find something to eat when Hillman intercepted her halfway there.

Watching the person across from her excitedly recounting today's big news, Jiang Hui silently ate a piece of meat, wondering how long this person would stay excited.

Seeing that the other person's story seemed to have finally come to an end, she seemed to remember something and asked, "Jiang, the school was really lively today. Even the third-year seniors who are usually buried in training came out. I was thinking of asking you to have lunch together at noon, but..." You didn't expect that, did you? You didn't expect that she would sleep through the whole afternoon.

"There are some things," Jiang Hui explained. In fact, she had indeed stayed up all night because of some things, but she couldn't just tell the other person the truth. This was an explanation, wasn't it?

That's an explanation. Hillman seemed quite pleased to hear it and said it was fine and he didn't mind.

Jiang Hui thought he would continue to excitedly describe tomorrow's grand orienteering race, but the other party suddenly changed the subject.

He glanced around, a sly glint in his eyes: "I heard the other day that there's a student in the department who's really good at shooting, and he beat a big shot from the second year. It's all the rage among the freshmen and sophomores now."

Jiang Hui: ?
She hadn't paid much attention to the first part of the sentence; after all, even disregarding the grade level, there were several good shooters in her class, so who knew which one it was? She didn't usually care about other people's business, but... something about this sounded a bit off.

(End of this chapter)