The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 214 Surprise Gift Package

"Oh dear, things have gotten out of hand. These individual soldiers are terrifying; I almost got swallowed whole by his gaze." Denis closed the control room door, shutting the terrifying guy out, and leaned against the door panel, his heart pounding.

He was still somewhat shaken when he thought about the terrible man he had just seen off.

Denis didn't expect things to escalate this much. He had only teased the children casually and had no intention of doing anything to them, but he immediately ran into trouble and was confronted by the children's guardians.

And he's such a difficult guy to deal with. Even though he and the other party aren't from the same system, and Stark couldn't really do anything to him, that guy is still terrifying when he gets angry.

Fortunately, the screen then showed that the trio of children had rescued him. Seeing the desired outcome, the other party decided not to linger and quickly withdrew. Denise was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

After sending that plague away, Denis felt rather aggrieved, thinking, "I didn't do anything, so why did this happen to me..."

And isn't this great? Although the process was a bit tough, he also prepared a surprise gift package for them. If they use those things well, these kids can comfortably win the rest of the competition.

It's true, not a single person understands his good intentions.

What's this called? Well, to use a term from the old Chinese dynasty, it's "overprotection." Yes, it's overprotection. Children need to be tempered and trained before they can grow up.

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he was of himself. Denis shook his head somewhat helplessly and returned to the control room. Before long, he was back to monitoring the entire arena, completely forgetting the earlier incident, as this was his main task.

Just as Denis was preparing for the next round of stadium maintenance, a computer communication call suddenly came in.

The person who had been looking relaxed just moments before instantly dropped his nonchalant expression and became serious and focused.

He didn't even bother with the people and events on the monitor screen, and hurriedly connected the personal computer: "Hello, this is Dennis, how can I help you?"

"Dennis Sullivan, right..." A completely unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the quantum computer.

Denis looked somewhat confused, seemingly unable to recognize the other person's voice.

When working, he often chooses to turn off his computer to avoid being distracted by the external environment in order to concentrate.

However, due to the special nature of his identity and position, he couldn't completely sever his connection with the outside world. Therefore, he set up one or two special contacts so that they could still contact him even when his personal computer was turned off.

Generally, there are only a few special contacts, and they come from a side that Denis cannot refuse. The fact that someone is calling at this time is definitely not a trivial matter.

Given the recent chaos in the region, Denis assumed that the military was about to give him, a marginal figure, some kind of order.

Unexpectedly, the voice that answered the call was completely unfamiliar. This was unusual, because these special contacts or parties usually have corresponding, fixed contact persons.

Even if it had been replaced, he would have known immediately; such a situation would never have occurred.

So who is this voice that we've never heard before coming from?

Denis glanced at the contact information displayed on his personal terminal: Military Industry Liaison Office, C-end—45853. That's right, this was indeed the port the liaison office used to connect to him.

"Who are you?" Denise asked somewhat warily.

The person on the other end seemed to pause for a moment, somewhat surprised by his reaction, before replying, "Nobody."

This is a riddle, and the style of these words is completely unlike what the liaison office would say. Denise was certain of that. "You'll find out who I am in a moment. But right now, I want to discuss something with you... Were you controlling those resource crates at the supply point earlier?"

Denis's heart skipped a beat; he had a very bad feeling about it.

"Yes, yes..." He suddenly realized that he might have done something irrational.

“Very good, you are very honest. What happened just now was quite interesting, and you took good care of my child as well…”

Even Denis, if he were stupid, would know why the other party had come at this moment, and his heart couldn't help but pound. No way—

The liaison office is a dedicated intelligence and communications organization overseen by the military, accessible only to certified military personnel serving the armed forces. It typically facilitates the rapid and accurate transmission of orders and real-time communication by higher military superiors.

Of course, this isn't a method used for communication on just anyone or for any occasion. Aside from routinely transmitting urgent military documents and specific mobilization orders, only those at the general level or above can bypass layers of intermediaries and relay messages directly here.

So, barring any unforeseen circumstances, on the other side of the quantum computer...

It's over!

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Stark returned to the coach's bench, pursed his lips, and focused on continuing to watch the game.

The teachers remained in their seats, observing the students' every move. They knew about the development of the situation earlier than Stark. Regardless of their true thoughts, they all breathed a sigh of relief at the fact that the incident had turned out well.

Teacher Tan also breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to put his mind at ease. He said, still a little annoyed, "That Professor Denis is really something else, so reckless. This isn't a place for him to play around. What if something bad happens? There's someone else in there—" That person's son! He really has a death wish.

"It's good that you're alright. If I'm not mistaken, someone over there must be handling it. Let's keep watching. But something still seems off to me." Captain Lin Qi looked at the three people in the darkness on the screen with a slight puzzlement.

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Jiang Hui has truly experienced what it means to see the light at the end of the tunnel and to bounce back from rock bottom today.

Having experienced a rollercoaster ride, Jiang Hui and his companions had lowered their expectations considerably. They only hoped to leave the supply point safely with the remaining thirty stars. Really.

Unexpectedly, the resource truck ended up bringing them to this place.

Looking at the boxes of various sizes, their shapes and sizes reflected in the lamplight, the group was filled with doubt and curiosity. They moved closer and opened the nearest one.

The three people looked around the box, and when they saw what was inside, they all felt dizzy for a moment, as if the whole world had shaken.

Suffocated.

Could this place be full of supplies?!
Huan Xian walked to the other side first, chose a box, and flipped open the lid with a "click," dazzled by what was inside.

"Beep beep, a friendly reminder, you have 15 stars left before you are teleported out of the supply point~~" By the end, even the inorganic mechanical voice couldn't hold back, revealing a hint of human emotion.

(End of this chapter)