The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 635 Shall we cooperate?

Just as 899, who was a little further away, managed to offer a warning, the person had already struck 276's heart.

The man who had just risked his life to dig back the mecha button from under that super A-grade cloud serpent was then ripped out of the heart by his former comrade—a truly ruthless act.

Although the group was brought together temporarily and they didn't really know each other, they had at least traveled together for a while. Even if they didn't have strong feelings or loyalty, they should at least have some affection for each other.

But those who actually did it were utterly disregardful of any sentimentality, stabbing people without a second thought, even more ruthless than towards enemies. After all, they wouldn't stab the Cloud Serpent right in front of them, but stabbing their own people was much easier.

Meeting 276's gaze, the person who made the move still spoke with self-righteousness: "I... I just don't want to be oppressed anymore. These mecha buttons should clearly be mine. Now I'm taking them... is that okay?"

This is a huge problem. Negotiating properly is not the same as launching a sneak attack and robbing someone.

After saying this, the other party seemed to gain some kind of power and became more confident from their previous weakness, even though it was just a fallacy.

That man had a good plan, but he was probably blinded by greed and forgot... that the outer circle of examinees must not harm each other. He had witnessed such an incident firsthand, and at the time, 276 had thankfully told them, "Luckily..."

Fortunately what? There's a fool here who succumbed to greed and forgot such an important thing; it's truly laughable.

In any other scenario, such a betrayal would likely have required a campaign of retribution before it was over. However, with the Cloud Serpents wreaking havoc, there was no time to distinguish right from wrong.

In an instant, everything changed.

Whether it was retribution or not, the man was unable to dodge in time and was also coiled and twisted by the cloud snake that happened to be sweeping over, collapsing to the ground. Before long, even his body disappeared on the spot without a trace.

The man who had just been stabbed by his companion was stunned as he clutched his chest, seemingly reliving the terrifying sensation. He felt a chill on the back of his head and neck, unsure whether it was from a cold heart or genuine physical coldness.

There was a moment of silence, with only the soft rustling sound of the cloud snake's belly scraping against the ground.

But the next moment, a terrible internal conflict erupted following the failed sneak attack.

It wasn't just one person who harbored greed; it wasn't just one who wanted to monopolize the mecha buttons; and who could be swayed by that fleeting, superficial affection from before?

They were already impatient being trapped on the outskirts, and the only reason they were still in the group of 276 and 899 was because there was strength in numbers. In this uncertain situation, the more people the better.

It doesn't matter who's in charge, as long as it brings them benefits and victory... it's that simple.

The previous man failed because he was incompetent and foolish; his failure only confirmed this. They were different; or rather, that man's actions and outcome actually fueled their own desire to rob him.

So I'm sorry, leader.

And so it went. The former underlings began to fight against their chosen leaders, not only underlings against leaders, but also underlings against underlings, while occasionally dodging the pursuit of the Cloud Serpent... It was quite a busy scene.

The group of dozens was quickly reduced to ten, but the remaining members showed no sign of stopping; they were completely blinded by the mechs. No one wanted to share one; they all wanted to possess this powerful weapon exclusively. Therefore, the gradual elimination of the others by the Cloud Serpent suited their desires perfectly.

Even at this point, they still didn't forget to scheme against each other, putting all their effort into eliminating the others by using a borrowed knife to kill them.

Ironically, in the end, the two people who were left with a common stance were the same two who had been fighting like antagonists from the very beginning. It really shows how unpredictable life can be.

"Hey, aren't you afraid I'll stab you too when you're this close?" 276 said seriously to 899 next to him.

"...With your stupidity, how could you launch a sneak attack? If you really had that kind of intention, you wouldn't have been stabbed in the back, and you wouldn't have been forced into this situation." 899 said, somewhat speechless.

"You make it sound so nice, but aren't you just like me? Your companions..." The person still couldn't resist arguing.

"I was dragged down by you, okay? If you hadn't been so stupid as to offer yourself up to be stabbed, I would have taken the opportunity to run away—" 899 said irritably.

She was telling the truth. If it weren't for what happened with 276, she probably would have already run away with the crowd, because those people displayed an uncontrollable, terrifying greed upon seeing the mechs. 899 knew she couldn't handle it, but she was too late to run and ended up being forced into this situation.

Actually, she might have been better off swinging her sword at 276 from the start. That way, even if she shared a common goal with the group, she could hide among them and fight over it, which would be something to do after they took down 276 together... But she thought it was a good idea, but 899 simply couldn't bring herself to do it, or rather, she didn't want to.

Although the two argued fiercely, they at least had the intention of being allies. While they almost broke up, they cooperated fairly well and helped each other. There was some genuine affection between them, but they maintained a semblance of civility.

Besides, wouldn't it be taking advantage of someone in distress if she joined in at this time? Yu Qian felt that she hadn't stooped to that level.

It turns out she was the one who couldn't bring herself to do it—

If her grandfather knew, he would say she was too soft-hearted... Well, indeed, she never imagined that those people could go to such lengths. Their relationship was so superficial; one moment they were a harmonious little team, leading each other, and the next they would turn on each other without hesitation.

She was terrified, yet also felt a sense of shared fate; if this group eliminated 276, the blade would immediately turn against her. Therefore, even for her own sake, she couldn't stand on the opposite side.

But the ending came too quickly. Did she overestimate herself?
She and 899 were back to back, with the Cloud Serpent on one side and the oncoming crowd on the other, and it looked like there was no way out.

Even if they resist, they will likely be forced into the Cloud Serpents' attack, and it will be to no avail. But if they stubbornly resist and are forced into this position, they will become the Cloud Serpents' primary attackers.

So... there's really no other way?
Both 899 and 276 sighed in unison, at a loss for what to do.

276 gritted his teeth and took a step forward, actually stepping towards Cloud Serpent: "You go and break through those good-for-nothings, they can't stop you, I'll handle this side."

To call it a response was really just a way of putting myself on the receiving end, acting as a human punching bag to shield myself from immediate disaster. In reality, it was all about securing a chance for 899 to survive, and also as a way of thanking the other party for their final help—regardless of the reason.

But if 899 couldn't even feign cooperation in hunting with 276, how could she possibly abandon someone and run away alone? She stood there, unsure of what to do.

(End of this chapter)