The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 508 News
Jiang Hui hesitated several times before clicking on a certain link, but after much deliberation, she gave up because it was pointless.

Trust me, don't do things that are pointless.

Finally, she abruptly exited the encrypted page, sat there blankly for a moment, and the hot instant food had completely cooled down.

"Ugh……"

The girl on the left, who was holding something that looked like a data pen, glanced at Jiang Hui thoughtfully, but then quickly looked away.

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In the dark room
The boy leaned against the corner of the wall, breathing heavily, looking somewhat dazed. He had a metal ring on his hand and foot that fit snugly, with the edges glowing red, making him appear extremely dangerous in such a pitch-black place.

Suddenly, the red light stopped flashing, and the person by the wall tensed up, cold sweat drying layer after layer on their forehead, and once again their hair was soaked with sweat.

As the red light faded, the man in the corner finally breathed a sigh of relief. But he knew his relief wouldn't last long; the red light would soon reappear, and he would be plunged into a long and uncertain ordeal of interrogation.

No one has come in since we entered.

There was no light, the only light coming from the radiating rings around his limbs, which brought prolonged pain with each puncture. There was almost no sound, the only sound being the pounding of his heartbeat emanating from his eardrums. He knew nothing of the sun or moon, nor the passage of time.

He seemed to have been forgotten, trapped in this dark, enclosed space, unable to find release.

But the person involved was surprisingly calm. He just felt bored. So bored.

Is this the legendary second forbidden zone? The mental interrogation was quite impressive, but they underestimated him too much, or rather, they underestimated the willpower that humans can possess.

He's been missing for so long now, the other side probably couldn't keep it a secret any longer. Given the commander's decisive style, he probably knows everything he should and shouldn't know. I wonder…

The boy slightly bent his index finger and gently touched the pad of his finger, seemingly a natural reaction to pain.

The other end of the monitor

Just as Huan Xian had thought, there was indeed a pair of eyes watching him closely in the dark room at all times.

The young man, with sharp, hawk-like eyes, stared intently at the figure on the screen, his expression intriguing: "Is he sure all his 'tails' have been cut off?"

The person next to him quickly replied, "Yes, it was White Wolf who personally handled it. It is said that he crushed every inch of it without finding anything unusual."

The young man raised an eyebrow: "Oh, it's that old bastard. Looks like he didn't hold back. No wonder he was carried in..."

"Have you checked everything else?" he asked thoughtfully.

"No discrepancies have been found so far, and it is indeed consistent with the current information. The only question is how many times it went through the process?"

That's interesting, there's absolutely no problem. The young man seemed lost in thought and didn't say anything more.

"He..." The person next to him was about to say something when the young man made a shushing gesture: "Shh—"

"Whatever his purpose in coming here, someone who has survived under White Wolf's clutches and endured this long without uttering a sound is no ordinary person. If he's not mentally strong, then he must... have some other motive!" "Let's go and meet him."

Soon the backstage area was empty, and the young man on the screen slightly raised his head.

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The rest of the journey was relatively quiet, and the group didn't exchange any more words in the lounge. Jiang Hui was preoccupied, even putting aside her usual research projects, and kept checking the communication interface on her personal terminal, afraid of missing any new information.

As for the other three... it's clear they don't get along well; they didn't exchange a single word along the way, but there was a tacit understanding that they wouldn't interfere with each other.

Therefore, the four people in the cabin fell into a kind of stiff and strange peace, but beneath this calm, there seemed to be some unseen undercurrent that would sweep everyone into it.

Just as Zhou Xiuwen had predicted, Jiang Hui subsequently received several communications from the military, all subtly and overtly inquiring about Huan Xian. She, of course, didn't know, and she almost wished she did—what a pity…

The last person to call in was an elderly officer who seemed unwilling to reveal his identity and did not show his face. From Jiang Hui's direction, she could only see the officer's hands and a corner of his uniform, but he probably had a complete view of her area—a testament to the military's special right to direct communication with citizens of the Empire.

Having already made several communications via optical computers, Jiang Hui had a good idea of ​​what to expect, so she remained relatively calm when meeting this important figure.

Unlike the previous few, the other party did not inquire indirectly but remained tight-lipped about the details. After the communication interface was connected, both sides of the screen were silent for a while, and neither of them spoke.

"Has he... done anything strange recently?" Just as Jiang Hui was wondering if the two sides had paused for too long and the scene was stuck, the person on the other side suddenly spoke up.

The voice was deep and somewhat hoarse, suggesting the speaker was not young, and carried an air of authority. Although somewhat restrained, the characteristic tone of someone in a superior position involuntarily spilled out from his words.

Despite the lack of context, Jiang Hui clearly knew who the "he" the other person was referring to was.

Although the other party did not reveal his appearance or explain his purpose, the moment he started tapping the table with his knuckles, Jiang Hui immediately understood who the other party was there for.

The officer, who appeared to be somewhat older, tapped the table with a gesture identical to Huan Xian's. However, his gesture was more imposing than Huan Xian's, which felt more casual, but the key points of the movement were exactly the same.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hui shook her head. Although the way the question was phrased was different, the purpose was the same; this was already the umpteenth person to ask this question.

In the past few days, she has repeatedly recalled in her mind whether Huan Xian really showed anything different during their last meeting. Did she really miss some signal that she couldn't perceive at the time?

Unfortunately, she came up with nothing in the end. The person's words, actions, and even expression were completely normal, and she had reviewed the information the other party had recently sent her multiple times; it really seemed to be just ordinary information, without any hidden details.

Moreover, this information was sent a month ago, and the two of them had a long-standing habit of sending such information. It seems unlikely that Huan Xian would leave any information in the documents before accepting this task a month ago, making the situation even more mysterious.

However, Jiang Hui did feel uneasy, because she had something on her mind that concerned Huan Xian. It was something he had given her long ago, though he had casually mentioned it without specifying anything. But in the current situation, this thing seemed extremely crucial, making it impossible for her not to think about it.

But should she say it to the person in front of her?
No, she couldn't speak, and she couldn't even act rashly.

—We can only wait.

(End of this chapter)