The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 385 Return
Upon arriving at the canteen, they immediately spotted two conspicuous figures... no, a trio—there was one more.

No, someone came back. Clarence is back. Where was he in class just now? Did he just get back?

But it's good that he's back. He's been missing classes ever since he was injured, and we haven't seen him for two months. They were worried that he might have gone back to the capital to study because of the accident.

Jiang Hui contacted them several times. The other party later returned directly to the optical communication system, saying that he was still receiving treatment in the capital and also had some family matters to attend to. Because he had been staying there for a while, he had temporarily applied to the school for remote learning.

Moreover, she had seen Clarence's page once when she was registering teaching assignments for Stark. It showed that he had remotely taken two midterm exams and submitted several assignments, indicating that he was indeed studying diligently. However, this "vacation" caused by this unwarranted disaster was far too long; she wondered when things would return to normal…

However, Jiang Hui and the others were all busy with their own lives and could only contact him occasionally. Jiang Hui had contacted him just two weeks ago, and she didn't expect him to quietly return today.

"You're back." Jiang Hui looked at the boy she hadn't seen in a long time. He was visibly thinner and his skin was paler, but he still looked energetic. His clear green eyes were sharper and he had lost some of the melancholy he had previously harbored.

She had previously only seen the other person through her personal terminal, which wasn't very clear. Now that she could see that the person was alright, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy nodded silently: "Yeah, I just arrived."

"It's good that you're alright. We can finally relax." Jiang Hui raised his hand, and then swiftly returned the hand to the other person's palm as the other hesitated to raise his hand: "Welcome back."

The rather reserved young master Clarence was slightly taken aback by such a bold greeting and paused for a moment.

Hillman, standing nearby, didn't stand on ceremony and immediately put his arm around Clarence's shoulder, saying, "You just got back today, and you've caught up in quite a few classes these past few days. Although I believe you can catch up in a couple of days with your abilities, if you really need help, you might as well just tell us. Although my academic performance isn't great, I still attend classes diligently."

“I’ve been taking notes on my previous coursework. Here, take this. It’s not very good, so just use it if you have to. If you really can’t take notes, you can look at Jiang’s notes. Just make sure you two don’t start arguing while looking at them.”

This guy has suddenly become much more proactive in his studies these past two months, and he often comes to check on her progress, making notes and drawings—probably notes made specifically for Clarence. Jiang Hui knows that he probably feels guilty for not stopping his two friends at the passageway back then… He even kept bringing her rare books to read recently, and Jiang Hui had told him to stop several times, but he still kept bringing them to her from time to time, which really made her feel quite embarrassed.

This time is obviously the same—

Clarence is a perfectionist who strives to do everything to the best of his ability. He cannot stand ambiguity or carelessness.

The other person also exchanged notes with Jiang Hui, and they even gave each other some feedback. Jiang Hui felt that Clarence's notes were too laborious, overly comprehensive and lacking in divergent modules. Clarence, on the other hand, felt that Jiang Hui's notes were a bit simplistic, rambling and disjointed, and the handwriting was too unrestrained; they could have done better. Neither of them liked the other's note-taking style, so they only communicated verbally afterward and didn't try to refer to each other's work.

Hillman was there too, and even tried to break up the fight, so he probably took these notes specifically for Clarence. And it must have taken him a lot of effort to say those things; he put a lot of thought into it. Clarence was taken aback, clearly not expecting to receive so much kindness from his friends one after another. He turned to look at the neat handwriting in the notebook. It was clear the writer was very restrained, always carefully tucking in their flowing pen strokes to neatly arrange each point—it looked like a lot of work.
No wonder he'd been engrossed in writing something at every gathering these past two months; he was writing this. Zhou Xiuwen shook his head, then said to Clarence, "Welcome back, Clarence. There's nothing I can do to help you, but I hope that after you get through this ordeal, all your troubles will be over, and your future will be bright."

Their eyes met, and Clarence seemed to be burned by the boy's sincere gaze. He responded softly, somewhat at a loss, and then turned his head slightly away.

Huan Xian didn't say anything, but the other party did something very unlike him. He went to the front desk, opened a bottle of Wanhe Juice, and placed it on the table while everyone was talking, pushing it flat in front of Clarence.

The bottle was thoughtfully opened, revealing a light green liquid with a slightly cool feel. This was an herbal juice extracted from a cactus-like plant on Planet 732, which is abundant year-round and has remarkable effects in replenishing energy and improving concentration. It's excellent for people who engage in strenuous physical training or are recovering from serious illnesses, which is why it's always available on the second and third floors of the school.

Huan Xian's original intention may have been to show some camaraderie among classmates... but it was really rare and precious that this friend, who usually showed a silent side in front of them, could do such a thing, so the others couldn't help but feel envious.

But they were too embarrassed to bring it up, so they couldn't help but look at each other.

Before Huan Xian could even utter a few polite words to Clarence, he met four pairs of slightly bright eyes, each seemingly carrying a strange and subtle emotion.

……

Although it was the same Japanese meal as usual, the food was well-matched and quite delicious. Plus, with our friend back, we ate faster than ever before. All the bottles of Mango Juice on the table were empty; the five empty bottles sat side by side, looking rather harmonious.

Carlo had arranged to meet Jiang Hui at nine o'clock, and there was still some time before then, so Jiang Hui leisurely chatted with her friends.

"Jiang, you seem to be very busy lately. I went to look for you twice but couldn't find you. I thought I wouldn't be able to get an appointment with you today either," Zhou Xiuwen said with a smile.

Zhou Xiuwen actually came looking for her twice, but both times he came up empty-handed. Jiang Hui was a little surprised: "Why didn't you just send me a digital communication device? I did have some things to do recently, so I left earlier."

"Sigh, it's no fun making plans in advance. My major is close to your building, and I was thinking of meeting up with you and Hillman, but you didn't show up, so it was just Hillman and me. It's strange, I went twice and couldn't catch anyone, but Hillman always managed to catch them, just like last time."

“Of course, how could I not catch them? I mean—you guys have no experience. If you want to invite Ah Hui to dinner, you have to be quick, or she'll be gone in a second,” Hillman said with a hint of smugness.

Jiang Hui: Don't talk to me like I'm some kind of rabbit... Hey!

(End of this chapter)