The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 338 Rescue

Jiang Hui didn't know how things had turned out this way. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, they had fallen into a hopeless situation with nowhere to escape.

Watching yourself walk towards death is not a pleasant feeling, but in the current situation, even if he had an extra pair of hands and legs, he might not be able to outrun death.

In that instant, many thoughts flashed through Jiang Hui's mind, some formed and some not. There were fleeting guesses, thoughts of fear and trepidation, and even wild imaginings. She thought about ways to struggle for survival, whether there would be a miracle, and even made wishes to the gods and Buddhas in the heavens... But in the end, they all converged into a deep pool of water in an instant, returned to calm, and she accepted reality.

Because she realized that no matter what she did, it seemed like she had no chance of surviving.

So it really is true that life is unpredictable; who would have thought she could die a second time in her life? Jiang Hui smiled bitterly to herself, opening her mouth as if to say something in the last moments of her life—

The person beneath him did not react at all. Dust flew up and the wind whistled. Jiang Hui's vision was not very clear. He could only vaguely see that a thin layer of dust had accumulated on the boy's tightly closed eyes, making his whole face look grayish-white, which was alarming.

Well... he's probably tired too. It's better for him to fall asleep and not have to face the harsh reality that's about to come.

—That's it, depart in your sleep, and there will be no pain.

Jiang Hui closed her eyes slightly, intending to lie down as well. But fearing that the unconscious Clarence would be blown away by the strong wind, she simply maintained this awkward posture and waited for the very end...

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"No, we're too far behind; we can't catch up."

"...Let's go around to the other side and take a look."

"Can--"

"Stop talking nonsense. Is this how your previous superiors taught you? You just need to obey, don't say so much." Solsa scolded in a low voice, feeling that he had been a bit lax in his command of the army lately, and that there was actually someone in the ranks who questioned his superiors' orders.

"Yes." The young officer was reprimanded, but he was still somewhat unconvinced.

Solsa knew the other side wouldn't accept so easily, because their future leader was indeed rather inexperienced in managing his subordinates and lacked the necessary qualifications. Ordinary soldiers were manageable, but taming these elite troops would be a different story; it would require real skill.

This time, Solsa also supported it. (Decision.)

Perhaps in the eyes of the others, Zhou Xiuwen was acting impulsively, because his friends whom he had made through studying had lost their composure and broken the rules.

In fact, Zhou Xiuwen was indeed greatly affected by this, and he immediately lost his composure. He argued with those who were trying to persuade him, and even went so far as to invoke Zhou Yuanjing's orders to forcefully demand rescue.

However, unlike what others saw, Solsa saw another aspect of the other's awakening.

Unlike the others, he was a close confidant of Zhou Yuanjing, frequently visiting the Zhou residence over the years, and thus considered Zhou Xiuwen's elder. This difference in their relationship—a hierarchical relationship like that of John Kerr—meant that he viewed Zhou Xiuwen with a critical eye. In his eyes, Zhou Xiuwen was not merely a junior, Zhou Yuanjing's only son, but also the one who would lead the future of their army, the most crucial member of the legion besides Zhou Yuanjing himself.

Despite Zhou Yuanjing's presence and his statement that there was no need to force growth and that his only son should be given enough time to develop, this "enough time" was still limited. Countless eyes in the legion were focused on this child, each gaze carrying a hint of urgency—they had been silent for far too long.

Lieutenant Colonel Solsa was no exception; he had been observing this extraordinary child.

Temperament, aptitude, and even a broad perspective are secondary; they can be corrected and cultivated gradually.

Having served in the military for many years, he witnessed countless examples of "defying fate," including many of the famous figures recorded in the imperial annals who rose from humble beginnings. A person's lack of excellence can be changed; with enough opportunity and experience, one can also embark on a path to success.

As the son of Zhou Yuanjing, the ninth lifetime honorary commander recorded in the history books of the Ninth Star Era, Zhou Xiuwen was born different from most people in this interstellar space. He was destined to be extraordinary, and he also had enough resources and opportunities, which is very realistic.

So these things can be changed, accumulated, or even packaged, but some things are not easily obtained, such as courage.

The people's concern about the legion's future wasn't just because Zhou Xiuwen looked weak and amiable, but also because they couldn't see any trace of Zhou Yuanjing in this child. He was like smooth dough, without any sharp edges, soft and easily bullied, as if anyone could lay a hand on him.

It's unimaginable that someone like that would lead the legion.

Moreover, the military is a place where strength is valued. Those who can command an army are not weak and can be bullied. Even if they seem weak on the surface, they are definitely tough and unyielding on the inside.

Solsa had been worried about his heir's condition and was trying to figure out a way to force him to become more assertive, at least... to maintain appearances. After all, his father's health wouldn't hold out much longer, and he needed to protect his power, as did the hundreds of millions of his legion.

Unexpectedly... they didn't need to worry about it at all. Because of this incident, the other party became assertive, breaking away from his usual routines for the first time and forcefully expressing his personal will to everyone.

Even when faced with opposition and advice from others, he did not hesitate for a moment, repeatedly emphasizing his determination. Even after receiving advice from some people that sounded like it was being given to an ignorant child, he did not back down and directly presented a premise that they had no choice but to accept.

The final result was naturally that they compromised, or rather... it should be said that Zhou Xiuwen successfully issued the order.

Although he didn't express it in writing, Solsa was very pleased with this. He even felt that Zhou Xiuwen's impulsiveness and recklessness in this matter were not so important, because he saw that Zhou Xiuwen was indeed Zhou Yuanjing's bloodline and had the same fiery spirit as his father.

So what if the other side wants to save their friend? It's just a matter of changing a few points. Their people have already taken control of most of the situation, making adjustments and changes at almost every moment.

In this operation, Zhou Xiuwen was their superior, their leader and commander, and the core of the team. Regardless of national, ethnic, or racial interests, his will was the will of the team, transcending personal considerations.

He was entitled to decide all the actions of his team.

But the other party is likely to be disappointed; his friendship may only have one ending, and everything has come too late.

(End of this chapter)