The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 273 Stalemate
At this moment, Nancy suddenly remembered the 'person' that Lin Maowu had been muttering about earlier.

At the time, she thought the other person was referring to Jiang Hui, who was at the top of the list, or Clarence, who was in third place. She was still unconvinced... Although those two had excellent grades, they were not really that scary.

Besides, they're all peers in the same grade, and it's just a small competition within the school. Even if a winner is decided in a short time, there's no need to be so apprehensive, is there? This seems to slightly conflict with Lin Maowu's confident image.

Nancy therefore felt that while Lin Maowu was indeed intelligent, he was a bit too cautious and meticulous, which hindered his ambition.

Only now, when she truly faced this unknown and terrifying enemy and experienced that feeling, did Nancy realize that Lin Maowu hadn't said much. He was indeed a very formidable enemy, and a very formidable team.

Therefore, only now did she truly become curious about who the person Lin Maowu was talking about was... Was it Jiang Hui, who was first? Or Clarence, who was third, or Huan Xian, who was fifth?
Nancy vaguely remembered that the fifth-ranked student was also from the command department, as was Lin Maowu, who seemed to have been a classmate of Huan Xian. Could the person the other person had been referring to be Huan Xian?
Upon receiving the signal from the other side, Lin Maowu told the others to hide behind the rocks and quickly change their weapons and reload their ammunition in preparation for their rotation.

His back was pressed against the tall rock, and he took a deep breath. Sure enough, it was still the same.

He had witnessed Huan Xian's terrifying power a month ago, and even briefly cooperated with him. However, Huan Xian's unusual strength did not bring him any sense of help at the time; instead, it inexplicably aroused a great sense of fear in him.

He slapped the other person's hand away and stubbornly broke off his friendship with this classmate he had known for two days.

What happened next was beyond his control. Those rejections and underhanded tactics were none of his concern, because even if Lin Maowu could no longer get along with Huan Xian, he wouldn't have resorted to such underhanded tactics.

Some might say his actions stem from jealousy, an unreasonable fear of the powerful by the weak. He doesn't deny it, because these were indeed genuine emotions he felt towards that person.

However, no one knew that besides these things, he was even more afraid of the other person's thoughts and attitudes that transcended the ethical norms of human society. Huan Xian was simply inhuman, unlike any human being; the other person seemed to be a product born from an unnatural mechanism, a monster, unacceptable to humans.

It's less that Lin Maowu feared Huan Xian's abilities and more that he feared Huan Xian himself.

Therefore, he could never coexist peacefully with this person. However, Lin Maowu was also unable to escape the shadow that the other party had cast on him in such a short period of time.

Even though the two never spoke a single word to each other again, the overwhelming force with which the other had defeated him had deeply wounded his pride.

He finally mustered the courage to fight them, only to find that they were far more terrifying than he had imagined, leaving him feeling quite powerless.

So it really is a monster that everyone fears...?
I really don't know what his teammates are thinking now. I wonder if they'll have the same thoughts as him after this competition and eventually choose to leave. Probably...

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"Sigh, I can't go on anymore, I need to rest for a while." Zhou Xiuwen sighed, put down the gun he was holding on his shoulder, and retreated to the lower edge of the trench, moving out of the range of the front-line fire.

Huan Xian glanced at him absentmindedly, and replied politely, "You can rest for a while. Once you've recovered, I'll ask you to help me load the bullets."

Clarence, completely absorbed in the world of shooting, paid no attention to their conversation.

Zhou Xiuwen nodded obediently. He knew that among the three, his shooting skills were the worst. And within the entire team, he was perhaps only slightly better than Hillman. Currently, sandwiched between the two experts, he couldn't offer much of a benefit. However, the enemy outnumbered them significantly, while Clarence and Huan Xian were only two, creating a huge gap in their numbers. Even if their shooting skills were excellent, there were limits, so Zhou Xiuwen had been trying his best to act as a ranger, taking advantage of the chaos between the two sharpshooters.

Of course, he's probably the only one who thinks this way...

In fact, Zhou Xiuwen played a significant role in the previous rounds of combat, using his excellent intuition to break through the opponent's connected defenses several times, forcing several of them to reveal themselves.

So overall, the three of them cooperated quite well.

However, for Zhou Xiuwen, such highly concentrated shooting was still somewhat strenuous. Unlike the other two, he studied logistics, and the physical training he had received over the past month was on a completely different level from that of students in the combat individual training department.

Furthermore, given that his base stats weren't particularly high, and after more than thirty weeks of intense exertion, he was already extremely exhausted.

Huan Xian was aware of the other party's condition and suggested more than once that the other party step down from the front row to rest for a while, but he insisted on doing so himself.

Because he knew that what followed might be a long stalemate.

Lin Maowu is still so cautious; it's likely that the other party suggested those people hide near the rocky area.

If it weren't for the rocks blocking their way, they might have already finished clearing the area. Although the enemy outnumbered them, their skill level was far inferior to Holly's. Furthermore, they had trenches for cover, so the enemy couldn't do anything to them for the time being.

However, they now had trenches, and the group also had rocks for cover.

Even if Huan Xian was a highly skilled marksman, he couldn't possibly use such a training pistol to penetrate rocks and hit the enemy. Therefore, he could only seize the opportunity to shoot when they popped their heads out.

However, this method is obviously inefficient; the enemy can't get close, and they can't leave either, which is very time-consuming and labor-intensive.

What's even more disadvantageous is that they have over a dozen people, while they only have three. In terms of combined physical strength, they are at a disadvantage. So they still need to find a solution, because these people seem determined not to give up this piece of fat meat that's already in their mouths.

When Huan Xian and his men noticed that the group had slowed their firing onslaught and switched to taking turns firing in segments, they were able to breathe a sigh of relief, but they still dared not relax their offensive, only slowing down their attack on this side.

He thoughtfully diverted his mental energy to survey the surrounding area...

"Alas?"

The other two clones looked at the person who had spoken out in confusion, their eyes revealing a hint of doubt.

Huan Xian raised an eyebrow, as if he had discovered something interesting. He loosened his grip on the gun barrel and tapped the wall of the pit with his knuckles: "Looks like there's going to be a good show."

(End of this chapter)