The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 359 Bad News

This is Huan Xian's thoughtfulness.

Therefore, Zhou Xiuwen did not immediately refute or explain the reason, but simply said gently, "I will talk to my father about it later. Thank you."

However... it's highly unlikely that he'll change it. He just turned his head away at that moment, and none of them saw the bitter smile that appeared on his lips.

This place is the only place where his father can truly relax now. He has been bound by the responsibilities of the empire his entire life, and now he can only find a little peace of mind by relying on this external thing.

When this former marshal was in his prime, he repeatedly pushed himself into the abyss to protect the safety of millions of people. Now, his body is weak and his life is almost over, yet he remains trapped, unable to find release, only able to watch the same scenery day after day in this broken and frail state.

Later, they returned to this less bustling territory, where their lives became much quieter, and the father's spirits were somewhat relieved. Uncle Rex suggested building a spacious garden around the house to help Zhou Yuanjing recover and recuperate. So, a large area of ​​open land nearby was fenced off, and a special team was organized and dispatched to patrol the area.

This garden really did improve Zhou Yuanjing's spirits a lot. He didn't say whether it was good or bad, but he would occasionally have someone push him around in the garden.

But that was all; he was still unhappy… His father rarely smiled anymore, even though his grandfather had described him as someone who loved to laugh.

But who can save him?

The disaster several years ago left this man with a chronic illness, causing him years of suffering and gradual decline.

The traces and legends he left behind were so vivid, yet the cruel reality withered away before he could. The warrior, once so spirited, who commanded the submission of countless powerful figures and was beloved by the people, lost his whole and strong body and became sickly and crippled.

Even though he rarely showed it to them, Zhou Xiuwen knew... This powerful father would occasionally sit quietly by the window on a peaceful night, lost in thought.

He had lost both legs, making daily walking difficult, even though he had a large number of soldiers at his disposal. Given his physical condition, forcing himself to travel would only be a burden, so Zhou Yuanjing had rarely left the Zhou residence in recent years except for official business.

The last time he went to the school to watch a game, Zhou Xiuwen had to beg him for a long time before he agreed. And the last time he went out was three years ago.

Moreover, in recent years, due to the erosion of toxins, Zhou Yuanjing has often been in a state of extreme weakness, frequently confined to his sickbed, and his mental state has been consistently poor.

However, the military's sudden manhunt still alarmed the bedridden former marshal. In order to protect the people of the planet to the greatest extent, he had no choice but to force himself to assist the military in closing in, even though Zhou Yuanjing himself did not think highly of this actually terrible plan, but the higher-ups wanted to do it this way.

As expected, the whole affair didn't end well; so many people died from exhaustion, and there was little progress. If not handled properly, it could easily lead to further public resentment...

However, this has nothing to do with Zhou Yuanjing; he has done what he was supposed to do. Those messy affairs should be cleaned up by the person who started them; it has nothing to do with him.

But that's a story for another time. In short, although this garden seems to have significant hidden dangers, and maintaining it would require considerable manpower and resources, it was the only thing they could do for Zhou Yuanjing. No matter how difficult it was, they had to persevere so that this unfortunate hero could enjoy a little more of life's beauty.

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Hillman was right. Until they arrived at the mansion in the center, they went through several special access control points, such as gamma detection red light, triple identity verification, or showing identification cards... In short, there were layers of screening and testing, which were extremely strict.

Of course, Zhou Xiuwen passed each checkpoint relatively easily. Except for one automatic scan, the others were basically passed by facial recognition. After all, the other party was the son of the family owner, so everyone recognized him, and there was no need for any fancy tricks.

They found the procedures troublesome entirely because of the live demonstration by the hovercar following behind them. The hovercar didn't have this convenience and kept getting stuck and stopping. At first, they waited in each lane, but eventually, it became too slow to wait any longer, so they simply drove straight ahead, creating a considerable distance between them and the other vehicle.

The deeper they went, the more tense the atmosphere became. As soon as they entered a certain inner circle, they felt dozens of eyes instantly focusing on them. Although there was no malice, the undeniable sense of presence made their muscles tense up.

What kind of family is this? Their home is so heavily guarded... Although Jiang Hui had guessed before, she only truly felt it after experiencing it firsthand.

There was another access control point, but according to Zhou Xiuwen, it should be the last checkpoint.

The group breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the hovercar following behind wouldn't be able to catch up anytime soon, Zhou Xiuwen set up a track to take them to the small white building where they would stay. Anyway, the others were going to report to Zhou Yuanjing anyway, and even if they waited here, they would eventually part ways.

Jiang Hui's gaze followed a staff member who was rushing past, and he suddenly remembered something. He asked, "Zhou, where are those guys from before? The soldiers who escorted us just now... Haven't they returned yet?"

Seeing the staff member who had just passed by, she suddenly remembered that the people who had escorted them at the stadium earlier were also wearing similar uniforms, and should also be Zhou Xiuwen's bodyguards. She then realized that the people who had been following Zhou Xiuwen earlier seemed to have changed appearances, and wondered where the previous ones had gone.

Zhou Xiuwen's face stiffened. He turned his head unexpectedly when he heard Jiang Hui's voice. He hadn't expected her to ask this, so the change in his expression that he couldn't hide for a moment was clearly seen by everyone.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Hui instinctively felt that something was amiss. However, since the question had already been asked, it would seem somewhat deliberate to say anything else at this point, so she was at a loss for words.

The entire hovercar fell silent instantly.

Zhou Xiuwen hadn't expected Jiang Hui to remember this, and naturally, he hadn't forgotten either... because it was already devastating news for him. Therefore, he had been sullen ever since hearing the news, but didn't want his friends to see it, keeping it all inside. He never expected Jiang Hui to expose him like that.

He also wanted to know... where they had gone? It was only a brief separation, yet it was already a final farewell.

"They sacrificed themselves," the boy said softly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

(End of this chapter)