The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 403 Discovery
Jiang Hui never considered herself a particularly kind person. In the past, she was just an ordinary person living on Earth. When she was young, she liked to read time-travel novels and fantasized about having a magnificent life like the protagonists in the books.

Of course, the meaning of fantasy works is just fantasy. She never thought that one day she would actually travel through time and space like the characters in those books and start another life—even during the most difficult time of her previous life, she never thought of it.

Jiang Hui so desperately wanted to live a good life, even if it was ordinary, she wanted to live a happier and more fulfilling life than anyone else.

But fate is fickle. Unexpectedly... she never imagined that her childhood fantasy would come true, and she was truly reborn in a different world. However, Jiang Hui never imagined that her rebirth would be accompanied by the death of another young life, even though it wasn't her fault.

But just because the original owner died in an accident, does that mean she can use this body with a clear conscience? Jiang Hui couldn't answer that question either. She only knew that she still felt a sense of guilt towards the original owner, both towards the original owner who had returned to the earth and towards her parents who had given birth to this body.

She could probably never make amends to the original owner of this body in her lifetime. Even if Jiang Hui became famous throughout the world with this body and identity, the other party would likely never know, and she would still owe this debt until the next reincarnation begins.

But she would try to leave as many positive marks as possible for the other person in this world. Perhaps it would be meaningless, but she still wanted the world to receive more of the blessings that belonged to the original owner. She would donate some money again at the end of this school year. The subsidy for the accident she suffered in the last competition had just arrived. That was money she had risked her life for, so she might as well use it to accumulate some good karma.

If Jiang Hui's feelings towards the original owner of this body were so conflicted, one can only imagine how conflicted her parents must have felt. Sometimes, she truly couldn't discern who she was, having accepted this body and these memories. Was she a wisp of soul from Earth, or a girl from an interstellar world with heroic parents?

But neither approach matters anymore; what matters is what she should do.

Since the pine and cypress trees were Jiang Hui's last possessions, she shouldn't entrust them to others; she should preserve them herself. As for the school, she really needed Stark's help to smooth things over; Jiang Hui knew she didn't have that kind of influence.

"Then I'll just keep it myself." Jiang Hui clenched her fist, the thin blue-silver chain threading through the ring, loosely encircling her palm, and finally resting loosely on her middle finger. The overall look was rather juvenile, not in line with Jiang Hui's preference for a low-key style, but this was how the staff had taught her to wear it; it was currently the best way for her to wear this miniature mecha folding ring.

Stark scrutinized him for a long time before withdrawing his gaze, a hint of a smile appearing at the corner of his eye: "Alright. But first, let me make it clear that if you violate the agreement and open the Armor Ring at will, then our previous agreement will be null and void, and there will be no second chance," he warned.

Seeing the girl's earnest response, the young officer seemed to sigh slightly and said, "--Alright. They're not here, and you're an adult now, so you can make this decision yourself."

With the general agreement reached, the conversation between the two came to an end.

The other party gestured for Jiang Hui to continue eating, and then, instead of taking her home after dinner, flew directly back to Beska Intermediate Academy with her. During this time, he received several calls via his personal terminal, which Jiang Hui secretly guessed were all requests for him to go on missions.

Jiang, who had originally planned to go back to the main continent and take some time to shop at the recycling center, was quite reluctant, but she chickened out and didn't say anything.

So, a star before midnight on Sunday, someone was ruthlessly "dropped" off the spaceship. A captain walked away as if he had thrown down a large bundle, presumably to attend to the matters that had been delayed earlier.

Jiang Hui had no choice but to resign herself to her fate and jog back to her dormitory, because if she didn't run fast, she might be forcibly sent into the consciousness space halfway there.

Just past midnight, Jiang Hui woke up in familiar surroundings and was about to wander into the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water to soothe her throat.

Ok?
The girl took a couple of steps, then felt something was off. She looked in the direction of the problem and saw something else on her right hand: "Huh?!"

Where did this come from?

Jiang Hui stared at the armor ring, which was almost a one-to-one replica of the original, with a head full of questions.

No, is this space really discriminating? She's never managed to bring anything in, but some unexpected things have somehow gotten in, without any apparent reason. Is this some kind of forced sale?

Don't tell her that there really is a mecha hidden inside this ring. Jiang Hui stared intently at the pine green ring facet that looked exactly like the real thing, almost as if she was about to burst out with a flower, but she still couldn't figure out what it was all about.

Impossible! How could she possibly bring a mecha in? Perhaps she just saw the ring's pretty design and copied it; it's probably just an empty shell.

Moreover, while her consciousness space is indeed wondrous, Jiang Hui has only been able to move within the limited area of ​​the room so far, indicating that this consciousness space is likely finite. The actual mecha body is so large; even if it were brought inside, there might not be enough room to deploy it.

Impossible. Jiang Hui suppressed her wild thoughts, sighed, and turned back to her usual study area, where she resignedly began picking through the sea of ​​books.

She's been having some troubles lately. So many books have been arriving these days, but her study is so small. Even though she's built bookshelves that almost reach the ceiling, she still can't keep up with the influx of new books.

But once these books appear in the consciousness space, they can't be destroyed; they just pile up. They've already filled half the study, and I estimate it won't be half a year before they completely fill it.

Left with no other option, Jiang Hui had to bite the bullet and come up with a solution. Since he couldn't reduce the number of books or eliminate them, why not reduce the space they occupied?
How so? If each book could be thinner, smaller in overall size, and shrunk to the size of a palm, it would save a lot of space and allow us to read more books.

Thinking this, Jiang Hui actually tried it. She opened one of the books and tried to communicate with its contents by silently reciting them. Countless characters flashed by like a carousel, and she understood all the chapters and their arrangement in her mind. Under the influence of her will, these characters, shrunk to the size of grains of rice, finally settled like machine typesetting, proportionally shrinking into a miniature book.

Jiang Hui examined the first page of the table of contents and a certain page within it, and after checking them, she was very satisfied and concluded that it was a success. Only then did she put it on the shelf, which solved her immediate problem.

(End of this chapter)