The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 363 Existence
“…Remember that death is not terrible, there is always a way back, and we will meet again.” The young man’s voice echoed, rising and falling until it finally subsided into calm.

Both of them felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

Suddenly, the young man said with a hint of helplessness, "I was hoping to hear your thoughts, but I ended up answering this question for you."

Jiang Hui raised an eyebrow: "So you're saying you understand this perfectly well, why are you still hesitating?"

"Thanks to you... I've figured it out." Huan Xian smiled faintly, but it seemed more genuine than ever before, as if it came from the depths of her heart rather than from an imitation or amplified emotion.

The two sat by the window for a while before going their separate ways.

The moonlight still shone down on the long corridor, and the laughter from not long ago left no trace, as if nothing had ever happened.

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With the school closed, they stayed at Zhou Xiuwen's house to observe the situation.

Although Stark had warned everyone not to neglect their studies, it proved quite difficult to implement, because the star network of Star 732 was completely cut off the following day. Except for the military dedicated route, all other network lines were blocked or restricted to some extent, making it impossible for ordinary people to contact the outside world.

As a result, many things derived from the internet became unusable, leaving everyone with no choice but to take a break.

Jiang Hui woke up naturally in her room and then found the dining hall according to the staff's directions. The hosts, Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman, seemed to have just arrived as well. They greeted Jiang Hui and asked if she had slept well the night before.
The group was mostly complete except for one person. Zhou Xiuwen wanted to invite Huan Xian to come down for a meal together, but the staff member in charge of picking him up told him that Huan Xian had been called away by his father's side early in the morning and probably had something to do, so there was no need to wait for him.

The group didn't bother to find out what Huan Xian had been summoned to do by Zhou Yuanjing, and pretended not to know. The three of them sat down at a small round table and began to eat breakfast.

Jiang Hui listened half-heartedly as Hillman complained to Zhou Xiuwen that the openwork sculpture on the edge of his bed was a bit scary, and he was almost scared to death when he woke up in the middle of the night, which caused him to not sleep well all night.

Zhou Xiuwen listened patiently to his friend's complaints, while noticing that Jiang Hui seemed a little indifferent, he asked, "Jiang, did you not get enough rest yesterday? You still look a bit listless."

"I might be a little mentally exhausted. I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest," Jiang Hui said honestly.

It turns out that fatigue really does have a lasting effect. Yesterday, after all the stress, I didn't feel it; it just felt like normal tiredness. But after waking up, I felt like my bones were about to fall apart. My muscles ached, and my legs felt like they didn't belong to me. Jiang Hui lay on the bed for a long time before she recovered.

She thought it was quite late when she came downstairs, but Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman seemed to have just arrived as well. Did everyone sleep in?

Oh, except for Huan Xian. That guy is really something else. Last night, while everyone was out for a night stroll, he still managed to get up early to go to work. He's truly a new generation's workaholic.

To everyone's surprise, Zhou Xiuwen and Hillman were both amused and exasperated: "We took a stroll in the garden outside before coming back for lunch..."

So she's the only one sleeping in late? Jiang Hui was speechless.

Hillman waved his hand: "Sleep, sleep, sleep. You can go back and sleep again. There's nothing to do anyway, and you can't even log into the quantum computer."

Zhou Xiuwen checked the military communicator and read the notice aloud, word by word: "...Communications were restored at 05:49:37 this afternoon. All units are requested to take note." The restoration time was accurate to the minute... That's outrageous.

Zhou Xiuwen also said that they had put a lot of effort into managing the entire planet, intending to wipe out that den of filth and bring peace back to planet number 732.

Zhou Yuanjing was probably terrified by the military's mistakes, so to eliminate any future troubles, he took drastic measures, not only targeting the remaining spies on the mainland, but also thoroughly eliminating all the military personnel temporarily stationed there.

Since the military was hesitant and reluctant to carry out the purge, he would handle it himself. The thoughts of those above him were not his concern, because when they brought the storm to his natal chart, Zhou Yuanjing, they hadn't considered his perspective at all.

However, these shady dealings have nothing to do with Jiang Hui and his group.

Although they had just gone through a life-or-death ordeal the day before, they have now calmed down and returned to real life.

Even the most studious students long for holidays.

Their studies at Beska Intermediate Academy were quite demanding. They had a lot to learn, including not only military skills but also academic subjects. Since they were all relatively diligent students, their days off were often packed, especially Jiang Hui—the kind who genuinely studied even in his dreams.

So these extra few days of vacation can be considered a way to relax to some extent, since they can't contact the outside world anyway.

After lunch, the group dispersed and went about their own business.

Hillman said he needed to go back to catch up on his sleep; he was so scared yesterday by the row of statues by his bed that he couldn't sleep. He heard that the considerate staff had already replaced them for him.

Zhou Xiuwen naturally wanted to return to the main house; if he wanted, he had plenty of things to do.

Jiang Hui had nothing to do, but her physical fatigue was still very obvious, so she went back to her room. However, unlike Hillman, she didn't take a nap, but instead took out newly purchased books from her spatial storage and started reading.

Yesterday, I don't know if I overexerted myself, but my "CPU" was running at overspeed. After entering the space, my consciousness was all blurry. It felt like I was eating all the time, and then I fell asleep while repeatedly feeling stuffed.

Jiang Hui knew this was a special sign of her current physical recovery, and that it was beneficial to her. Having experienced it before, she wasn't surprised by it, and even had some related speculations.

She vaguely realized that this space might not just be a mental space, but had a close connection with her body, mental power, and even soul, and that it was not only one-way, but perhaps... a two-way or even multi-way connection.

Everything in this space points to her current conscious perception, that is, everything I perceive can be constructed into the reality within it.

Therefore, cognition... or knowledge, is the only standard force circulating in that world.

If she wants to further control this strange space, she must constantly acquire and expand her knowledge, and reading is undoubtedly the most intuitive and convenient way to do so.

Sometimes Jiang Hui even feels as if she is not actually learning these cold knowledge and data, but instinctively drawing on some kind of power to sustain her life.

(End of this chapter)