The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 469 Discovery (Part 2)

The training ground was in the east yard of the Hillman family's house, which was quite a distance from the main house. It would probably be dark by the time they walked there, and Jiang Hui was also a little too tired to walk, so they took a small mobile flying car back.

Four children fit perfectly in one car, so the adults naturally had to lag behind.

Aaron told the children to be careful and watched them go before the adults slowly boarded another moving vehicle.

Of course, their conversation inevitably touched on the children from earlier.

"Young Master Aaron, I'm sorry, I didn't keep a close eye on them." Butler Dewey was very upset about his mistake.

If he hadn't been negligent in not activating the emergency braking mode, the two wouldn't have gone to such a frenzy. Fortunately, both children were unharmed in the end; otherwise, the young master would have been so happy to bring his friends home, only to have such an accident happen to them... that child would probably have been upset for a long time.

“What does this have to do with you? It has nothing to do with you, Grandpa Dewey,” Aaron said gently to the old man. According to the old man's seniority, Aaron should indeed call him Grandpa, but since younger generations like Hillman were calling him that, he had switched to calling him “Mr.”

"Alas, Young Master Aaron, you are always so kind. It is indeed my fault, this old man. I am getting old and useless. It seems I should really consider retiring as the head of the family has said."

"It's alright, really it's alright. Those kids didn't blame you, so don't think about it too much." Seeing that the other person was even more upset, Aaron quickly changed the subject, "By the way, why did you think of bringing them here?"

This wasn't meant to be blaming, but rather that this training ground was usually only used by his father and his eldest son. The Hillman family almost never came here, and he wouldn't have even known to come looking for them if the staff guarding the house hadn't told him.

"The mecha training facility at the main house is broken, so the young master's classmates have to come here to practice mecha combat."

"Is it that girl from earlier?" Aaron asked with some interest.

"No, it's the young master of the Clarence family."

"Oh, I thought it was that kid." Aaron shook his head with a chuckle. "This is the first time I've seen someone this age with such offensive power. No wonder he's the most promising freshman this year."

"Yes, young master greatly admires that classmate Jiang." His young master often talked about Jiang, and Du Wei initially thought she was a talented young woman, but upon meeting her, he found her to be a dashing and spirited young lady. Now, she certainly seemed extraordinary, and the other one was too—

Moreover, it was clear that they were all good children, very polite, and knew how to help and support each other. Butler Dewey was pleased that his young master had found such good friends.

"That's really something..." The young man casually rested his hand on the edge of the flying car and chuckled meaningfully.

It was already dark when they got back to their residence. They hadn't felt hungry while they were at the training ground, but suddenly they were hungry and a little tired.

Aaron and the others, having apparently taken some shortcut, returned to the main house even earlier than them. They waved to them from afar and then led the children into the main house.

This appears to be the dining room used by members of the Hillman family, as it shows clear signs of frequent use and is decorated in a warm and inviting manner. Outside, darkness falls, but inside, a fireplace burns, and the air is filled with the subtle aroma of food, creating a cozy atmosphere… Despite being in a relatively unfamiliar environment, the group couldn't help but relax.

The Hillman family is a very traditional Western-style family, and they use a long table. Apart from the elder Aaron Wan sitting at the head of the table, the rest of the family members sit in pairs near the head of the table, forming a circle of four.

Jiang Hui had expected Aaron to ask them questions at the dinner table, or at least make small talk. However, this elder seemed to understand the principle of "not talking while eating," and instead focused on introducing the day's natural delicacies, serving them dishes, desserts, and fruits, and chatting with them about various interesting anecdotes—the atmosphere was quite relaxed.
Surprisingly, she didn't have the stomach pain Jiang Hui and the others had imagined. She also completely forgot about the terrifying scene from before, feeling like she had found a small group having a meal together at school, except there was an extra "big kid" at the table.

Hearing the other person mention a new cutting-edge technology emerging in the capital, Jiang Hui listened intently, completely absorbed. "This technology might be applicable to mechs; it seems very suitable for battlefield mechs," Jiang Hui replied naturally.

"Jiang, why is your mind filled with mecha?" Hillman was about to say something joking when the other three stared at him.

One had high-arched eyebrows, the other had an expressionless face, and Jiang Hui himself didn't seem to care: "We're just individual soldiers, what's wrong with staring at mechs?"

So he was the only one who got away with it?! Everyone's ganging up on him. Hillman was furious but dared not speak out, and even his father and butler wore enigmatic, benevolent smiles.

As they were talking, someone came in; it was the person Hillman had just told to fetch something.

The staff member was about to deliver the item to his young master when Hillman quickly gestured for it to be handed directly to Jiang Hui.

Jiang Hui took the small package and looked at Hillman with a questioning look in her eyes: "This is the one I ordered for you before."

"Yes, this is it. It was returned a few days ago. You can take it; you don't need to pay me. This is a sample."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hui waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "No, please accept it. If you keep doing this, I won't dare ask you to buy things for me next time."

"It's not like it's anything..."

Jiang Hui insisted on giving it to him, so Hillman turned to his father for help. However, this elder did not interfere with the children's conversation at all, and now he completely pretended not to hear.

Hillman couldn't refuse Jiang Hui's offer, so he had to accept the payment, but only half, because he said he hadn't paid a penny for the samples, and he couldn't very well charge the full price...

In the end, they both compromised and each gave half.

Jiang Hui was holding the package in her hand, originally planning to unpack it when she got back. The square packaging was quite cumbersome, but Hillman was also quite curious, so she opened it on the spot, intending to take a look at the item.

As expected of a sample, it was made to a very high standard, exactly matching her precise senses, and the overall proportions were truly excellent.

"Huh?" Jiang Hui looked at it with a puzzled expression for a while, then fiddled with it in her hands for a few moments.

Since everyone was sitting face to face, they naturally noticed the slight change in her expression.

"what happened?"

"This sample seems to have a problem." Jiang Hui frowned, seemingly puzzled as to why there could be a problem with the material.

The person who had been casually sitting in the main seat suddenly straightened up, his expression slightly serious, and said, "Could you please elaborate, Jiang?"

(End of this chapter)