The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 598 News from the Capital
Jaidi brought Jiang Hui the remains of WALL-E, which he had painstakingly collected for Jiang Hui at the scene.

Because apart from the area from the shoulders up to the head, which was relatively intact, the lower part was basically a horrific mess, with severe deformation of the chest cavity. When Jiang Hui broke open, it caused some irreversible damage, and the area below was basically crushed beyond recognition, consisting entirely of scrap metal mixed with construction waste, impossible to pick up.

At that time, some people advised him not to bother anymore, because the mecha was damaged to such an extent that there was no possibility of repair, and the military would most likely give Jiang Hui a compensation quota.

Jaidi insisted on taking the still relatively intact parts with him, and then the soldiers hurriedly led him away.

Later, Jiang Hui was seriously injured and fell into a coma. The members of Class Two were taken back to Star 732 by Zhou Yuanjing's men. They never had the chance to meet Jiang Hui again, nor were they able to return the item to her.

It wasn't until today that he finally returned the remains to Jiang Hui; the process was quite convoluted.

But the outcome was good; after many hardships, the "hero" who had protected them from the brink of death returned.

Although it's a bit broken and has some serious defects, it's okay... she can fix it, and even make it better.

Then start over—

Jiang Hui's gaze fell on the broken wreckage of the mecha not far away.

"Drip-"

The girl lowered her head and was somewhat surprised to see the contact information displayed above her on the computer, but she quickly answered: "Hello, this is Jiang Hui."

"Jiang Hui, long time no see. How are you? Are you feeling alright? I heard you..." The face on the screen hadn't even settled down yet when the voice eagerly came through the other end of the interface, and it was clear that the owner of the voice was emotionally unstable.

Jiang Hui sized him up. Compared to their last meeting, he seemed even thinner, his face almost deathly pale, and his collar appeared noticeably looser. A flicker of doubt crossed her mind, but she calmly responded to his every word.

She seemed to be doing well; the slight anxiety that had been on her face had largely disappeared, and her complexion finally regained some color. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, coughing a few times as if he had choked a bit: "That's good..."

Jiang Hui sensed that something was wrong with the other person's mental state. It wasn't just that his body hadn't recovered; he seemed anxious, as if he had been under immense pressure and had suddenly found an outlet, which then burst forth like a flood.

Prior to this, his mental state and even his physical state may have been pushed to a certain limit, showing an extremely abnormal state.

Even without knowing what had happened to the other person, Jiang Hui could tell that he was in great pain at the moment—in every sense of the word.

But the Sanger Taylor she knew was such a normal teenager before they last parted. Although he had just survived a near-death experience, he showed no signs of mental instability after being rescued. How could he have become like this, as if he had suffered trauma, after not seeing him for days?

Jiang Hui didn't know what to say for a moment, so she just listened quietly. She watched the other person's emotions rise and fall, from an enthusiastic outpouring to a gradually calming, somewhat bewildered state…

"Have you calmed down?" Jiang Hui asked softly, looking at the person opposite her. "Sorry, did I scare you? I was probably just a little too tired." The boy rubbed his temples.

Jiang Hui didn't ask him why he felt so uncomfortable and tired, yet insisted on finding her at this time.

The other party told Jiang Hui that he was receiving intensive treatment at the Military Law Department's Medical Department when the incident occurred. He was almost in a semi-comatose state when he was sent from Atlantis back to the central star sector. He slept for more than ten days and only contacted her today.

Indeed, the military law department was stationed right next to the army, making them safer than most people even under those circumstances. Furthermore, given his serious injuries at the time, he would have received priority for aid in the chaos of battle.

His story was almost flawless, and it would be normal for him to be anxious and ask questions if he had just woken up and was not yet clear about her condition. But the problem was that he didn't seem like someone who was just worried; Jiang Hui felt that he was more like a camel that was about to break the camel's back.

Was he sure he had only been unconscious for those ten-odd days? If he had only been unconscious, then ten-odd days of disaster would undoubtedly be a blessing, but the other person acted as if he had experienced another, even worse disaster.

“I’m fine now, I’m safe. I think the one who’s not doing well right now is you,” Jiang Hui said seriously.

He was certainly not in good shape. After thirteen days of confinement, from the forced transport of his spaceship to his room in the capital, Sanger was cut off from almost all external communication channels, leaving him in a state of "blindness" and "muteness".

It wasn't until thirteen days later that he was released in a sorry state, and only then did everything settle down.

But at that moment, a deep fear seeped into his mind, almost causing Sanger's already fragile mental defenses to collapse.

He didn't tell Jiang Hui the truth. He was indeed "in a coma" for more than ten days, but he was cut off from contact for more than ten days. When he was conscious, he was forcibly confined and unable to contact the outside world during that time.

He already knew about the disaster on Atlantis before this, and even tried to rescue Jiang Hui, whose whereabouts were unknown, but was forcibly suppressed and sent back by the people who were supposed to meet him.

They confiscated his personal terminal and forced him back to the central star sector. Sang's father believed that he had become too ambitious and disregarded the bigger picture, which would bring trouble to the family, so he forcibly confined him. He was cut off from the outside world before he even had a chance to inquire about Jiang Hui's situation.

He knew the news but couldn't tell anyone, and he wasn't even allowed to get information from the outside world, simply because his father thought he "would cause trouble" and believed that he had made friends with "unreliable" people outside.

Sanger considered himself a very open-minded person, and he could remain optimistic about his family's neglect of him, but he eventually found that... he could no longer endure it.

These ten-odd days of complete loss of autonomy are deeply etched into his mind. He never imagined that he would experience the near-drowning experience a second time. The real experience hadn't plunged him into eternal darkness, but this time, even though he was with his family, he could only watch himself fall into despair.

He was like a forgotten, lifeless object, uncared for even by his closest blood relatives. They might be having a cozy dinner in the living room not far away, laughing and talking about his own capriciousness.

But why? Why treat him like this?

(End of this chapter)