The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 616 Account
"Hey, hey, classmate! What are you doing? I... I didn't mean any harm, I was just passing by..."

"Yes, I was just passing by, I really meant no harm." The man who had narrowly escaped being struck by the axe chuckled awkwardly as he turned around. To show that he was harmless, he even slightly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Even so, he was already prepared to be eliminated at any moment.

He had witnessed almost the entire process of this person taking action. That person was ruthless, dealing with B-grade alien plants as easily as chopping vegetables. The scene... even without blood, made him feel as if the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Ah, he shouldn't have followed after hearing the commotion, and he shouldn't have stayed put after discovering the strange plant had made its move... He swore he really didn't intend to be a stalker. Okay, actually he did have a tiny bit of a desire to take advantage of the situation, but he didn't plan to launch a sneak attack.

Who would dare to ambush this person without considerable strength?! Even from a distance, he could feel a tangible spiritual power surrounding him. Although he couldn't pinpoint the exact level, it was definitely that of a high-level Awakened. Now he was even more certain that the opponent was at least A-rank or higher; no wonder they were so ruthless.

He could only gamble that the other party wasn't interested in him, and raising his hands was a gesture of goodwill. After all, in his view, such powerful individuals were usually arrogant, and a prey who proactively showed weakness and slipped away would likely lose most of its interest. Maybe they would even let him go, and then he could continue his life.

"Come here." He heard the other person's voice, which sounded exactly like his own, and he tentatively took a few steps forward.

Although the other side showed no intention of putting down their rifle, they also showed no intention of making a move, perhaps thinking he wasn't worth a single bullet. Someone optimistically speculated.

Under Jiang Hui's threat, the person opposite finally approached step by step.

Jiang Hui pressed the muzzle of the gun against the other man's heart and asked as her first question, "What's different here?"

What? You're pointing a gun at me and asking what's different about my heart? How would I know? Are you implying I'm heartless?
When did he offend such a terrifying guy? If you want to kill him, just shoot him out of the exam room. Why resort to mental attacks?!
Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, the other person seemed puzzled or impatient; it was impossible to tell from their face. Although they all had similar, anthropomorphic faces, the two consciousnesses they carried resulted in such different expressions. One was bewildered, the other sharp and ruthless.

"I mean... what's different about this dark pattern?" Jiang Hui realized that the other person probably didn't understand, so she explained in detail.

The other person then exclaimed in realization, "Oh, this is storage space."

Jiang Hui: "?!"

What's going on? Different candidates are treated differently, and this kind of discrimination is outrageous! At this moment, Jiang Hui felt a deep resentment and wiped away a tear for herself after working so hard to collect supplies.

So why doesn't she have it? Or does she have it, but just not in this position?

"Let me make this clear first, this only works when I wear it," the other person said warily, arms crossed, as if they had misunderstood something.

After the two stars separated
The man who had been pointed at by Jiang Hui was finally no longer being pointed at. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands hanging down at his knees, looking harmless.

Jiang Hui, leaning on the machine gun he had just obtained from the alien plant, looked down at the fellow examinee.

Calming down, she finally regained her composure. Aside from the storage space, this person's physical model seemed different from hers—of medium height and slender build, with an average level of mental strength, more like an ordinary person. Unlike her own robust avatar.

What's most different is that although they're both wearing white robes and uniforms, the lining is yellow. Yellow? So different colors really do make a difference... She had previously observed that the candidates with yellow linings all seemed to have similar dark patterns on their chests, which should all be storage spaces. Those wearing red linings, like her, all came empty-handed. So there must be a dividing line between these two groups, and the same logic applies to other different colored linings.

Jiang Hui thought for a moment and finally came up with a relatively reliable guess: "What major did you apply for?"

"I'm from the Department of Military Engineering." The other person was almost in tears. Why was this guy digging into his background? Was he going to ask about his identity the next moment? Was he not satisfied with the fight here and wanted to wait until after the exam to climb into reality and find him in person for a good beating?

Although he knew it was impossible, the pressure from this powerful figure was immense, even though he seemed to have given up on killing him. It still felt like a sharp knife was hanging over his head.

Or you should just let the other person chop him up directly, otherwise the feeling of being suspended like this is really uncomfortable.

The Department of Interior Design is a military-related major. Like the Department of Mechanical Engineering, it is often referred to as "military repairman". It is mainly responsible for the maintenance of various large warplanes, spaceships, starships and other vehicles. It is a support-type battlefield major and does not directly participate in combat.

So, is that really the difference?

The man waited a long time without Jiang Hui's next move, then glanced at him and noticed that the other seemed lost in thought. He thought to himself, "Is this guy still undecided about what to do, or is he still figuring out which direction to strike his neck?"

Honestly, he'd rather be shot dead. That axe looked both sharp and blunt; it would definitely hurt a lot to chop him with it.

"I'll give you two choices: get out or cooperate with me."

"Ah...ah?!"

'Let my spiritual power pass through.'

Before he could react, a voice that seemed to be both far away and close to his ear suddenly rang in his mind. Unlike the synthesized voice, it was slightly high-pitched.

The other person froze for a moment. Although the sound transmitted through mental energy would definitely change slightly, it couldn't stop him from recognizing it as a woman's voice.

No, this fierce-looking guy is actually a woman! He's not saying girls can't be strong; the boy's aunt is a very powerful soldier. But... well... anyway, his first impression of this guy was that he was decisive and efficient, killing enemies like cutting melons and vegetables, a two-meter-tall guy with an imposing presence.

Oh, the thought of a two-meter-tall woman is even more terrifying.

Jiang Hui sensed the fluctuating mental magnetic waves of the other party through the mental barrier, and was somewhat puzzled. He had to repeatedly remind him to release the mental barrier.

Although she could force it open, that would be tantamount to an attack and would easily provoke a backlash.

She just wanted to take on a subordinate, not make an enemy, so it was best to be gentle.

(End of this chapter)