The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 336 A Close Call (Part 2)
"Don't worry about me, keep going." A voice, extremely weak, sounded behind him, almost breathless and barely audible. This was the first time Clarence had spoken in nearly twenty years.

Jiang Hui knew that these were words that the other party had barely managed to squeeze out after exhausting all their strength.

She didn't respond, because her mind was in complete turmoil, and she didn't know what to do.

Clarence's situation was heading towards the worst possible outcome, but at this critical juncture, they were both trapped in a desperate situation where they could not move.

Even a glimmer of hope would have been enough to leave Jiang Hui feeling utterly helpless. But the reality was that they were trapped here, unsure when it would end, unable to escape, and unable to call for help. There was no safe place to hide, no medicine to treat them… leaving Jiang Hui with almost no hope.

She was afraid—afraid of attacks coming from all directions at any moment, afraid of dying inexplicably without knowing the circumstances, and even more afraid that her friend, who had been laughing and talking with her not long ago, would gradually stop breathing on her shoulder.

Jiang Hui was terrified. This extreme emotion made it hard for her to breathe, and her hands seemed even colder than Clarence's hands on her shoulders. She was so afraid that she didn't dare to carefully discern whether the presence behind her was real or just a hallucination she was trying to comfort herself.

When will this disaster finally end? If it doesn't end soon, I might as well just shoot her too, so she won't have to suffer these trivial torments. But... this child is still so young, Jiang Hui really, really doesn't want to watch him die like this.

"Wake up, don't sleep, Clarence."

"Clarence, just hang in there a little longer, it will be over soon."

"Clarence...Clarence"

“Hey, Theofele Clarence, wake up, are you still alive? Answer me, don’t sleep.”

"You can't sleep; you still owe us a meal."

"Clarence Theofele?!"

“Theofele…”

……

Jiang Hui kept shouting this repeatedly throughout the journey.

At first, the other person would respond with a word or two depending on the situation, but as it happened more often, whether he got annoyed or genuinely weakened, the intervals between responses grew longer and longer. Then it started happening sporadically, eventually becoming less than once in ten responses, and then finally ceasing altogether. Only when he heard his name or certain words would the other person seem to respond by raising their breath slightly.

Even so, Jiang Hui called out to him more and more frequently, each time with increasing emphasis. Later, he dropped all the deliberately exaggerated words and meaningless remarks, and only called him by his name.

Whenever she felt the faint breath of the other person behind her ear, Jiang Hui seemed to feel less hesitant, and her legs gained a little more strength.

She thought the other person was probably too exhausted to speak anymore, but when they spoke again, it was with such disheartening words.

This time, however, Jiang Hui lacked the patience to spout platitudes, because in the current situation, even she herself might find it difficult to convince herself. Clarence's life was a heavy responsibility weighing on her shoulders, yet she couldn't easily give it up.

She was hanging by a thread, her body sending out alarm bells that threatened to break, but a stubborn will kept her going. Jiang Hui couldn't stop thinking, but she dared not think too much either, for fear that if she relaxed even slightly, the string in her mind would snap and she would never be able to straighten her back again.

What will happen to her friends and herself then?
Jiang Hui felt really tired, as if endless despair and exhaustion enveloped her. Looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, the sticky bloodstains on her shoes, and the ruins of war as far as the eye could see... she suddenly wondered for a moment where she was.

Is she a ghost from light-years away? Or an ordinary person living in the vast interstellar world? Is she alive... or dead?
Oh, she should still be alive, but this looks like... Purgatory is probably no better than this.

Jiang Hui jumped down from a row of twisted and damaged locations and saw a relatively quiet area not far away. It was far from the various war zones and surrounded by a large number of remnants of buildings, forming a small, relatively safe spatial barrier. What was even more valuable was that it seemed to be located in a blind spot among the various war zones. Before the major changes occurred in the current war zones, it was still relatively safe and secure, allowing them to rest for a while.

Of course, this is all on the premise that no other terrorists cause trouble along the way; otherwise, even the best "strategic location" will be useless.

Jiang Hui's brows relaxed slightly, and he was about to lead Clarence in that direction when he suddenly felt a powerful airflow rushing down from above, colliding and clashing with several other formed airflows around him, and then quickly forming an extremely powerful airflow vortex.

Unfortunately, Jiang Hui and his companion were right near the center of the whirlpool, and were immediately swept in, becoming entangled and unable to move.

Just then, a deadly danger gradually approached, with death lurking nearby. A moment's carelessness would mean certain death.

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"Lieutenant Colonel Zongting has taken control of the battle; Angel cannot escape."

"...The reinforcements dispatched by the Marshal have arrived and were sent to the centers of various chaotic battle zones through the preparatory passages within half a star's time. The Marshal has specially deployed a batch of high-quality weapons to deal with this, so it should be able to end this battle soon."

"The people outside have also been taken care of by the regional leaders. Except for a few people with special circumstances, the vast majority have been arranged to return to their respective residences... The news has been blocked."

"The garrison also came after hearing the news, but they did not rush in because they were not clear about the situation inside."

"...Angel is about to land. Are the special forces ready? Yes... What?! Why didn't you guys look carefully and let someone walk into the red circle?"

"Have you figured out who it is? Quickly get someone to bring them out; we can't afford any complications."

"...No, it's because Lieutenant Colonel Zongting's data on the mecha he was piloting was different from before, so the reconnaissance department misjudged the enemy's landing range, and the red circle was drawn off-target. Although it was corrected at the last minute, the trajectory of the entire line couldn't be changed in time, so they didn't notice that two civilians had just wandered in."

"Quick, let them see if they can rescue them in time..."

The cramped makeshift command room was filled with all sorts of noises. Several assistant commanders and officers were responsible for their respective tasks and coordination work, and the scene was chaotic.

(End of this chapter)