The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 193 Breaking the Game (Part 2)

Packaging bag waste x1
She shouldn't have had too much hope for her luck.

Jiang Hui grumbled and wanted to throw away the tattered wrapper, but after hesitating, he felt it would be a waste to throw away something he had swum so hard to retrieve. In the end, he could only fold the item into a small ball, tie it with a small leather rope, and then throw it into his military bag.

Then, under the slightly strange gazes of her two companions, her movements abruptly stopped.

Jiang Hui was somewhat amused and exasperated... No, she didn't mean to collect junk; she just thought that such a large piece of clean material might come in handy.

If there had been such a large, untearable piece of rubber on Earth back then, countless people would have picked it up and used it. It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor; isn't something readily available better than something you buy?
"Make the best use of it, who knows, it might come in handy..." Jiang Hui chuckled dryly, but ultimately didn't throw the thing out.

The group returned to their starting point.

Zhou Xiuwen, perhaps unable to bear the silence any longer, said in a low voice, "Should we continue? This isn't a solution."

That's for sure, provided you can "walk".

Jiang Hui was still hoping that the water might slowly drain away after a while. The fact that it had changed from being overflowing to being half-submerged proved that there must be a drainage outlet, and the water might eventually flow out.

Unfortunately, after waiting for so long, the water level hadn't dropped at all, and these two didn't seem like they could adapt to the water anytime soon. Jiang Hui was already annoyed when Zhou Xiuwen suddenly said something like that.

To prove his point, the other person even moved his legs below the water's surface, tentatively kicking a few times, a hint of regret showing on his face. But having already made that boast, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

He figured that whether he stuck his neck out or not, nothing would happen anyway, so he might as well give it a try while everyone had some free time. If anything went wrong, his teammates could help him out.

...Trust, you must learn to trust. Zhou Xiuwen murmured to himself.

He suddenly recalled the little stories his father used to tell him when he was young, stories of war with only simple names and plots. They didn't reveal any of the cruelty of bloodshed, but they conveyed the tender warmth of mutual trust and support among comrades.

At that time, a small seed of belief was planted in the heart of young Zhou Xiuwen.

Despite the passage of time, he was no longer the young tiger yearning for the battlefield, but just an ordinary scion of a noble family who lived a life of mediocrity. His father was no longer the powerful general who once roamed the stars, but a sick man who had been bedridden for many years... but he still believed in it.

Those true comrades-in-arms will never be let down as long as they are willing to give their all.

Suddenly he wasn't so afraid anymore, his legs loosened, and his whole body sank down.

The water was cold, just like the seemingly endless torrent that had been relentlessly dragging him toward some unknown direction. That overwhelming sense of fear, so utterly passive back then, surged back into his heart, making it impossible for him to remain calm.

This time, however, there was no rope tethering him. He lost his balance in the seemingly bottomless water and began to fall, falling and falling...

In the midst of the violent struggle, the simulated bra that was faintly visible on his body seemed to be slipping out of his chest.

Zhou Xiuwen panicked. Thinking about it is one thing, but actually facing it is another.

How could someone who can't swim possibly overcome their fear of water so easily after experiencing a terrifying water disaster? Besides, Zhou Xiuwen had been submerged for a long time because of that box of bullets, and only he himself knows what kind of psychological process he went through during that period.

The fact that Huan Xian's face is still pale and wan shows the impact of this significant flood on those who cannot swim. Zhou Xiuwen, on the other hand, actually has a very strong mental fortitude.

Although he was the weakest of the three in terms of combat strength, he was also the one who was best at observing the world.

While Jiang Hui was surveying the surrounding area and worrying about what to do next, Zhou Xiuwen had already figured it out.

He knew that in this environment, the two of them had clearly become a burden to Jiang Hui.

If it weren't for them, the other side wouldn't have stayed here for so long. They would probably have swum away to some unknown place to find a way out long ago, instead of being helpless and stuck with them like this.

Jiang Hui has always been that kind of person. No matter the time or the environment, whether she's with a group or alone, she always has her own ideas and moves forward without fear.

The current wouldn't recede on its own, and Jiang Hui showed no intention of abandoning them. Therefore, there was only one way out: the two of them had to overcome this predicament and get out on their own.

So before Jiang Jianghui could even speak up and discuss it, Zhou Xiuwen took the initiative to suggest going into the water, and jokingly begged Jiang Hui to find a way to pull him out if he really couldn't handle it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to take it.

But when he actually got into the water, he realized that what he had imagined was very different from what he was actually doing.

'No, my good friend Jiang, aren't you coming to rescue me?! I don't have enough energy left to keep going for that long.' Zhou Xiuwen, who was starting to feel a little suffocated, had his mind racing.

Suddenly someone touched his stomach. His hands instinctively slid wildly back and forth and side to side, as if frantically trying to grab something.

"...Don't move!" A voice came through the water, not very loud, and even had a kind of noise from the water waves: "Didn't we agree...If you move again, you'll really send yourself out." The other person's tone seemed a little helpless.

Zhou Xiuwen's somewhat hazy mind began to clear up a little. He vaguely remembered that before going into the water, Jiang Hui had repeatedly told him not to make any sudden movements, and even if he were to drown, to relax his body as much as possible and let the other person adjust his posture.

Yes, yes, relax your body... I moved too much just now! The upper part of the simulated bra has slipped down to his neck and jaw, which is making his movements a little more difficult now.

Although his relaxation wasn't very successful, at least he made an example of it.

Seeing that Zhou Xiuwen, who had been kicking wildly in a panic, was starting to relax, Jiang Hui, who was waiting outside, also felt that it was no longer so difficult to get started, and thus began to adjust his position.

Jiang Hui was glad that she was not weak now—thanks to her intensive training these past few days. Otherwise, with her weak physique before the start of the semester, she would probably have been kicked away by Zhou Xiuwen's hands and feet in no time, and she wouldn't have been able to adjust her posture now.

(End of this chapter)