The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 369 Surprise

To be honest, their guesses were correct to some extent. Someone was indeed pressuring him at this moment, but not to make him say these things; rather, they were pressuring him to hand over his personal terminal immediately.

The blonde, blue-eyed woman stood with her arms crossed, wearing a light metal armor over a thick military uniform. Her medium-length, light blonde curls were loosely tied back with a simple automatic clasp. Although she wore no adornments, her face was adorned with a gemstone that rivaled even the legendary Ghistian gemstones of the interstellar world.

Her eyes were different from the boy's on the bed; they were a bright, dazzling emerald green, like the vibrant green of the first leaf illuminated by the first rays of morning light in the forest, so vivid that it immediately caught one's attention and was impossible to look away from.

And when you awaken from those divinely crafted eyes and your gaze spreads to the entire face, you are once again captivated by the other person's arrogantly beautiful features. It is a beauty different from the captivating, elegant beauty that the people of the Hua Dynasty have pursued since ancient times; the other person's exquisite combination of features creates an extremely gorgeous beauty.

This is undoubtedly an Oval beauty.

However, the beautiful woman's brows were furrowed, and she looked at the boy on the bed with her arms crossed, saying in a harsh voice, "This is temporarily confiscated."

Having achieved his goal, Clarence let her do as she pleased, handed over the personal terminal in his hand, and then simply lay back down on the bed.

"I have to say, you're really reckless. Not only did you run around recklessly, but you also came back covered in injuries. Now I'm telling you to avoid radiation-emitting devices during your treatment, but you won't listen and instead secretly had your cronies bring them in. Are you tired of living? Or are you afraid of suffering long-term health problems?!"

Seeing that the other person had clasped their hands together, gently resting them on the blanket, and was lying on their back in the center of the bed, seemingly listening attentively, yet also seemingly not taking her words to heart at all... the woman became even angrier.

“I know we haven’t fulfilled our responsibilities as family members, but we haven’t neglected your upbringing. When you talk to others, you should speak properly, not avoid communication like this. And… is this how you treat your sister?”

Women rarely show such a restless side in their daily lives. Having served in the military for many years, even if she had a bit of a temper, she had long since honed it and wouldn't lose her composure in a situation. Moreover, she was a powerful figure in the army, and no one under her dared to treat her like that.

The woman grew increasingly furious with the unyielding little fellow. She was angry that he didn't value his life, refusing to treat him properly after being given a second chance, and enraged by the chaotic group of soldiers who had caused this mess. How dare they hurt Phil?! How dare those damned rats?! Even his domineering mother wouldn't lay a finger on him, yet these people dared to harm him like this?
They really, almost didn't see the child again...

"Sister—" the person on the bed suddenly spoke, and unusually, dragged out the last syllable. Although it seemed a little stiff and awkward because it was something she did so very rarely, it sounded like a thunderclap to the person standing.

Is this guy being affectionate?

Wait, is the person on the bed really her younger brother? Could he have damaged his brain in that chaos, doing something he would never normally do?

Seemingly realizing what he had done, Clarence's expression stiffened, but it would be even more awkward to take it back or pretend he hadn't done it, so he could only continue, "I'm fine, don't worry."

The woman remained stiff as the other person gently touched the back of her hand, then quickly withdrew it, before covering her head with a blanket as if to escape, as if that would shield her from her unusual behavior.

Catherine Clarence stared at the person hiding under the covers, speechless for a long time before finally letting out a sigh with a wry smile.

This kid hasn't been this friendly to anyone in years. Fine, let's let him off this time and let him rest. We'll settle this score another day.

"Get some rest and stop contacting those incredibly stupid cronies of yours. If I find out again, I'll report all your restlessness to Mother. You know what will happen when she gets back in two days..."

The gaze that had been fixed on them disappeared, followed by the sound of a woman's footsteps as she walked out. Her voice echoed leisurely in the room: "...Let's go." "I...I'm sorry..." I made you worry.

Catherine stopped at the door upon hearing those words. She understood the unspoken meaning, chuckled, and then closed the door, leaving the boy alone in the room.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of even breathing came from inside the room.

--------------

The group of people who had just received the message hadn't even recovered from the whirlwind of comments when they heard a faint noise coming from the front of the corridor. They instinctively looked over.

The rows of imposing-looking soldiers at the entrance gave a slight salute to the door, and then a young man with a rather ordinary appearance strode out and looked directly in their direction.

Zhou Xiuwen and the others, who were unaware of the situation and thought they had caused trouble, quickly stood up straight, fell silent, and were all somewhat uneasy.

Wait, what are they doing here? They just wanted to glance at some information, why are they so engrossed in it? Are they keeping Zhou Xiuwen's father waiting?!
Before the group could even get a good look at the legendary Marshal Zhou, Zhou Xiuwen quickly cleared up the misunderstanding for them: "Uncle Rex."

Oh, so this isn't Zhou Xiuwen's father.

The soldier, whom Zhou Xiuwen called "uncle," glanced at them briefly. Although he wasn't exactly amiable, and even had a somewhat fierce look on his face, his gaze towards them was very gentle, or rather, his gaze towards Zhou Xiuwen was very gentle.

—It's really, really gentle, creating a strong contrast with the other person's appearance and temperament.

"Why have you been outside for so long? Are you waiting to be summoned?" the young soldier chuckled.

“Uncle Rex, what brings you out? I’m sorry, I just received good news about my friend’s recovery, and I couldn’t help but be happy for him,” Zhou Xiuwen explained naturally.

But it was she who received the message… Jiang Hui, following behind, couldn’t help but look at Zhou Xiuwen. Why did he end up taking the blame for her?
"Is it the one Clarence sent back overnight?" Rex had just heard the news and immediately recognized him.

"Oh, so you knew. I should have asked you earlier."

"You rascal, you've been asking about others since we last met. The child is fine now, but his brother was worried and sent him back overnight for antibody recovery treatment."

"Alright, come in quickly. Your father inside is probably wondering how long you'll be grinning like an idiot outside... Kids, this way please, don't be so reserved." Rex put his arm around Zhou Xiuwen's back, gesturing for them to go inside quickly.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle—" The sound of wheels rolling came from inside the door. Rex's expression changed, he released Zhou Xiuwen and walked back, just in time to meet the person who had turned to the door: "Marshal, why did you come out in person?"

(End of this chapter)