The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 558 To Survive
Upon learning that it wasn't a military rescue and that she was unable to contact the outside world, the last glimmer of hope she had felt vanished instantly.

“You’re still in the underground corridor,” Jiang Hui confirmed. She didn’t press the obviously distressed teenagers further, because their current situation and circumstances were clear from the background behind them, and asking further would only cause them more pain.

“We…” The boy licked his dry, cracked lips, his usually eloquent mouth suddenly at a loss for words: “We may never be able to go back.” Even this usually proud man couldn’t help but choke out a breathy sound.

The faint sobs coming from the cramped space sounded very desolate.

"We can't get in touch with anyone else, only you... If you could... could you pass on a message to our family for us—"

"Jiang, can you help me?" This was a classmate who wasn't very familiar with Jiang Hui on a regular basis. Compared to the other classmates, she was more gentle, but this time she spoke first.

"And me, Jiang, do you remember me? Please pass on a message to Grandpa for me. Tell him that my things are in the old place. If I die, you must take them before that bastard Dad does. That's the money I left for his retirement."

"Me, Jiang Hui, if you can get out of here, please, please tell my mom that I've always been proud to have her as my mother. She's the most beautiful mom." This was said by a pretty girl in the class.

"And me, please, please help me tell my brother... I forgive him." This is Meryl's.

"Little friend, please help me, please help me too, sob sob sob... I don't want to die, my children are so tiny. If you can, please tell them to go find their mother. That woman may be cruel, but she has always loved them and will definitely take care of them. Please tell them that I love them too, forever—"

Perhaps infected by the somber atmosphere, as those faces flooded the blurry screen, a low sob rose from the audience, a sound that was heartbreaking to hear, making one feel that this was probably the true nature of human existence.

A lifetime can be lived in the blink of an eye; once vibrant and alive, it vanishes in an instant.

Finally, Jaidi's face reappeared on the screen. He opened his mouth, and after a long pause, said, "I want to ask you for a favor—"

However, after hearing the other party's request and hearing his slightly bent back, Jiang Hui refused.

Looking at the visibly bewildered people on the screen: "Where are you? Where in the underground corridor? If possible, please give me your location. If not, please describe a general location, such as obvious landmarks or specific directions. The more accurate, the better."

"You're coming?" Upon hearing this, the other party disregarded Jiang Hui's obviously argumentative words and hurriedly tried to stop her: "No! Don't come over. The entrance and exit have collapsed. You can't get in. Don't take the risk."

"Tell me, where are you?" Jiang Hui frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, we don't have much time left."

"I……"

"That's why I said no. You're always like this, acting first and asking questions later without even asking my opinion. Now you want me to pass on some bullshit last words for you?"

“Listen, live! Survival is the only thing that matters. Otherwise, even if you leave them a thousand words, it will only add to their sorrow. Live! All of you, live! We still have to go back to Star 732, back to school, and back to home.” Jiang Hui hissed, his eyes reddening as he added, “Tell me the location.”

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Temporarily shutting down the quantum computer and only maintaining one-way communication transmission, Jaidi wiped his face.

No one laughed at him, because he wasn't the only one in this narrow, dimly lit space. All fifty-seven people present—forty of whom were not fully awakened, including seventeen adults—were shrouded in immense fear. Among them were ordinary people who happened to be visiting, people with children, and stall owners who hadn't had time to escape. The largest group, however, consisted of a group of not fully awakened individuals from the same place.

All 32 students from Class 2 are here, plus Jiang Hui, making a total of 33 – almost a whole bunch of them.

As for why the students in Class Two were so unlucky... well, there were still some people in the underground corridor when the incident first happened, probably close to a hundred.

Aside from the group closer to the ends who quickly moved out, the people in the middle section were instantly thrown into chaos.

Compared to the spacious upper level, the underground corridor is completely defenseless due to structural issues, with the ground level being raised, stretched, and squeezed upwards.

People inside dared not move around, fearing that any random movement would accelerate the deformation of the twisted and deformed corridor, leading to crushing from above and below and causing a large number of casualties.

However, even under such dangerous circumstances, the enormous external impact did not end. The impact from all directions reduced the height of the corridor, which was over ten meters high, to three or four meters in just a few minutes.

It is foreseeable that if this continues, those who did not have time to escape the corridor will soon die in the crossfire from both ends, leaving no trace of their bodies.

There were more than eighty people in the corridor at the time, in such a terrible situation that they didn't even dare to move. They could only think of ways to save the day in fear and anxiety, hoping that the disaster would end at this moment.

They did have their moments of losing control, but the cost of that was reducing the floor height from a relatively spacious eight meters to six meters.

They did try their best to analyze the situation rationally, but the results were still unsatisfactory because they realized that it was impossible to find a way to save everyone without making sacrifices.

If you want to live, someone has to make a sacrifice.

When it was discovered that only a portion of the population would survive, almost everyone chose to give the opportunity to young children, those who had never even experienced the beauty of the world and were unable to distinguish their own emotions.

The elderly acted as a balance, giving up their own chances of survival, standing on both sides to fight for as many opportunities as possible for the children.

Those children didn't know that as they sobbed past the unfamiliar uncles and aunts on their way to the other side, their parents, who held the most power at the other end, might have already turned into a pile of bones and blood.

That's why they told them 'not to look back'.

All nine children successfully moved to the other exit, and the people nearby used their last bit of luck to break open a gap just wide enough for half a person to pass through.

In the end, all nine children got out, but at the cost of the passage now having less than three meters of space between the upper and lower levels.

Everyone on the left end was instantly killed by the crushing force, and the exit on the right end collapsed rapidly due to the structural traction after being forcibly broken open.

The underground corridor has now collapsed to the right end near the middle, with only a space of less than fifty cubic meters remaining. However, it is clear that this safety is not permanent.

(End of this chapter)