The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 30 Stillness
Jiang Hui was very irritable.

Because she had been in this strange space for too long.

She studied it for a long time, took a nap, figured out some of the characteristics of this space, and then cooked a meal here... but she still couldn't get out or wake up.

This made her increasingly suspicious of the nature of this space. She wondered if she was going to be trapped here forever, unable to get out.

Unfortunately, she had exhausted all her options and couldn't find any other way.

After she conjured up another tablet that had the appearance of an iPad but couldn't play any games, Jiang Hui finally discovered something...

Everything in this space, except for the mutated computer and Jiang Hui herself, is static, unless Jiang Hui herself operates it.

In this space, without air conditioning or heating, you couldn't even feel a basic temperature difference, and there were no other sounds. Wait, there was an exception; she only just noticed the one exception among all the objects.

In this space where the television wouldn't turn on and the funnel barely dripped unless shaken, there was one exception. Jiang Hui finally discovered that the clock in this space was moving.

Jiang Hui walked to the clock hanging on the wall next to the TV, looked up and found that the minute and second hands were moving forward.

This is strange.

This thing is completely out of place in this space where even time cannot be discerned.

Jiang Hui instinctively felt that there must be something wrong. She looked up at it, the second hand ticking away... and the clock was actually moving.

Looking at the clock, which stood at 7:53, Jiang Hui silently recalled the ordeal she had just gone through. Although there wasn't an exact time, it must have taken at least seven or eight hours.

So this doesn't represent the amount of time she spent in this space, does it?!

But what's the point of all this? Jiang Hui was a little confused.

Even if she were given such a tool to measure time, what kind of tricks could she use it for? If she were really trapped here like this the next day, watching time pass by day by day, wouldn't that only add to her suffering?

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Hui suddenly felt rather bored and didn't even want to explore such a novel discovery anymore.

Indeed, loneliness is humanity's greatest enemy.

She once saw foreigners conducting experiments where they would keep people in a closed environment and reward them with a huge sum of money for how long they could endure it... At the time, Chinese netizens jokingly made many jokes, saying that it would take them until they went bankrupt.

Jiang Hui was one of them. She thought that although there was no internet, she could still play with a mobile phone, books, and Rubik's Cubes. She figured she could probably tolerate it for the sake of money. But she never expected that she herself couldn't even endure half a day. Well, she had to defend herself. This space was a bit of a trap because she had to recall the contents of a book herself.

It's only been half a day! If the time is uncertain from now on, how is she going to endure it?! Won't she go crazy on the spot?

The more Jiang Hui thought about it, the more anxious she became. She paced around the room, her mind filled with all sorts of random thoughts, and finally had to give up in frustration and give up on trying to explore the matter further.

Now that I think about it, it seems like sleeping is the only option... Yes, sleeping. She came in unconscious several times, so maybe she can just take a nap and get out on the same spot.

Perhaps she just lacked the knack for getting in and out, so she decided to sleep and see. With that thought, Jiang Hui packed her things, turned around, went back to her room, and crashed into the bed, intending to have a deep conversation with the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with sleep) to see if she could send her out of this strange space.

She was fed up with wasting her time like this; she realized that doing nothing was such a painful thing.

Jiang Hui vowed that once she got out, she would learn to cherish time and make the most of every minute, while drifting off to sleep amidst a jumble of thoughts.

Daytime was clearly not a suitable time to sleep, but Jiang Hui's mind and body were stimulated in a short period of time, so she slept soundly but restlessly, with nightmares coming one after another, with all sorts of bizarre and surreal scenes, as if someone was chasing her.

I woke up several times and fell back asleep, sleeping soundly until I was completely disoriented. When I woke up again, I was in a daze and didn't know what day it was.

However, she quickly regained her senses, and when she saw the familiar ceiling, Jiang Hui's eyes showed disappointment, and she felt that there was no hope left in her life.

Why am I still here?! She had already woken up twice, but she still couldn't figure out how to leave.

Jiang Hui ruffled her hair in a rather irritable manner, then leaped out of bed and returned to the living room.

The lobby was still the same, unchanged. However, the clock had been moved forward quite a bit, now showing 4:45.

It seems she slept for quite a long time, about eight or nine hours.

Perhaps because she had slept so soundly, her mind had become a little dull, and her anxiety had subsided. Instead, she felt a deep-seated weariness and listlessness.

After sitting in the living room for a while, she felt a little thirsty, so she went to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water to moisten her throat.

Whether it was psychological or not, the refreshing water made her somewhat sluggish mind much clearer, and she felt much more refreshed. However, she was still quite tired overall.

Perhaps because she was feeling hungry and had no other choice, Jiang Hui wanted to find something to do to avoid getting into deeper, more intrusive thoughts.

She simply opened the refrigerator, took out some large pieces of meat from the freezer, and then took out fresh fruits and vegetables from the zero-degree compartment. She calmed down and started preparing the ingredients, intending to cook herself a big meal to comfort her wounded heart.

Jiang Hui wasn't exactly a culinary expert; her cooking skills, like most ordinary office workers, were limited to how to cook fast food. However, she could still handle basic ingredients, and she planned to make the most diverse but least technically demanding hot pot.

That's true. For a lonely person, enjoying a hot pot meal during their most difficult time is a great pleasure in life. This is Jiang Hui's unique way of relieving stress.

She quickly immersed herself in preparing the ingredients, and having something to do made her feel less depressed.

Jiang Hui suddenly remembered that there were some beef balls or something in the refrigerator, so she followed her memory and opened the compartment to check if there were any.

When Jiang Hui opened the first compartment, she paused, because she discovered that the beef and chicken she had just taken had been "filled" back in. That's right, it had been filled back in, reset exactly as it was before, exactly the same as before, not a bit more or less.

Jiang Hui: ...

Unconvinced, she opened the second compartment below, and sure enough, everything that had been taken from it was back to its original state. The zero-degree compartment had fewer items; it had been almost completely emptied earlier, but when she opened it again, everything was reset, with not a single item missing or added.

(End of this chapter)