The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 643 Attack (Part 2)
"Hey, don't you think it's unusually quiet around here?" the tall young man said to his support-type companions on patrol.

The companion seemed a little listless, nodding and then shaking his head, as if suddenly waking up, and said, "Hmm...hmm? What did you say? Quiet? This area has been very quiet the whole time, is there a problem?"
Oh dear, how should I put it... it's just a feeling. You wouldn't believe it, even the quietest places have sounds, like the wind rustling through the leaves, the sound of dewdrops falling... but there don't seem to be any of those sounds here. It feels eerily quiet all over. This person, though not particularly powerful, is quite perceptive and has some insightful observations.

His companions, intrigued by his words, immediately strained their ears to listen for the various noises he was referring to, but to no avail. Perhaps they lacked the necessary sensitivity, or perhaps it was all just his imagination; in the end, they could only hear a deathly silence.

They even suspected that the other person might be too tired and was imagining things.

Just as if in response to their guess, the other person also yawned widely the next moment, his eyebrows and eyes drooping down, looking extremely tired.

That's true, after all, they haven't been able to sleep for nearly ten weeks.

The patrol team members were somewhat amused and exasperated, but they could understand, as they were also quite tired.

The person who remarked on the unusual quietness of the area was immediately met with laughter from his companions, and he found it inexplicably amusing as well. However, his suspicions lessened somewhat, and he shook his head, thinking that perhaps it really was just his imagination.

But then he felt something was off. His intuition had never been wrong; he could discern fluctuations in the surrounding air even when he was very young. But what could he do if his companions didn't think so? He couldn't provide any stronger evidence.

The group headed towards the outer perimeter of the tower to return for their shift change.

However, an unexpected event occurred at this moment.

The young man in the lead was still wondering whether he should tell the commander about it, since his intuition was rarely wrong, he just lacked evidence.

He didn't notice the sudden silence behind him, assuming everyone was too tired to speak, until a thud came from behind—

It was actually quite easy to guess. He figured someone was so tired that they just collapsed on the floor. This had happened more than once before, with several different people, so he wasn't surprised.

Is this simulator really this tiring? I've never been this sleepy even after two days without sleep in real life... Wait a minute!
He immediately turned his head, but it was too late—

'Don't move!'

A strange voice appeared behind him like a ghost, making the young man's hair stand on end instantly, as if something cold and sharp was pressed against his waist.

What is this? A knife? Is it an enemy?

Is he accepting or begging for mercy? Should he stand or kneel? Will he suddenly appear on stage in a moment...?

In that instant, he thought of many things, even wildly, such as whether the guys behind him would be taken out by the enemy first. No wonder the sound of them falling down was so loud.

An unfamiliar spiritual force pierced through his spiritual barrier. He felt as if his spiritual power was being connected by something cool and strongly drawn to him, making it impossible for him to resist.

"That's enough... turn around." The young man was a little puzzled. It was the first time he had ever heard of an enemy attacking him head-on. Did the enemy have something to ask him? The sharp object on his waist hadn't been removed yet, and the young man didn't dare to move rashly. He didn't dare to gamble whether he could act faster or whether the other party could strike his kidney faster.

Only when he turned to face him did he truly see the attackers. There weren't many, just three or four, but he wondered how many larger forces were hidden behind them. The young man pondered this.

The six men who had been patrolling with him earlier were all lying on the ground, unconscious.

The reason he thought they were just unconscious and not killed was because in this world, if someone is killed, they disappear. They've been here for so long, so they've probably just been knocked unconscious.

Seriously, he actually thought these people were so tired they had passed out. Turns out they were all ambushed less than a meter away... He didn't even notice. This loss was well-deserved.

"Are you willing to answer my questions? If you are, nod. If not..." the soldier asked directly.

The young man's spiritual senses told him that the "commander" he was connected with was none other than the guy in front of him who, in terms of appearance, looked exactly like a lone soldier.

Has the unified recruitment system really gotten this far? Even a single soldier can become a commander?

Despite his jumbled thoughts, the young man remained clear-headed. He understood the unspoken message: he was being given a chance to join the team; if she agreed, he should let her know; if not, he would be done for.

The young man was intelligent. He didn't have much of a concept of loyalty; after all, he had just joined the group because of others. He wasn't the one getting the big shots, but they were always the ones charging into the fray.

Xi Lai didn't value his soldiers enough. He was domineering and certainly possessed considerable power, but he couldn't command everyone's obedience. Some of his methods and tactics were unacceptable, and it was precisely because of this that the young man managed to reach Tower 759. Otherwise, with his exceptionally sharp senses, he could have easily secured a place in the main tower and wouldn't have been sent to this peripheral area.

Jiang Hui didn't know what the other person was thinking, but she could glean the conclusion from their silent expressions. She immediately seized the opportunity to ask a lot of questions about the tower, and the other person answered briefly, quickly summarizing the key points. Based on the information they provided, they quickly sketched out the general structure and operating rules of the tower.

As expected, the person who could detect her mental energy blockade was no ordinary person; they might be a hidden talent.

But it's precisely this kind of person who's dangerous, because they're capable, and she can't immediately tell if they're genuinely loyal. If they're providing false information to lure them here... then she'll truly be caught off guard and suffer a terrible loss.

Therefore, throughout the other party's description, Jiang Hui kept a close eye on their eyes, observing and scrutinizing them. If the other party's expression changed, she would immediately eliminate them without hesitation.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be consistent in word and deed; his expression, his thoughts, and even the frequency of his pupil dilation and contraction were all very much in line with his mindset.

Jiang Hui had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

For nearly ten seconds after the other party finished explaining, both sides seemed to fall into a kind of silence.

Jiang Hui's extremely meticulous scrutiny, looking him up and down, sent chills down the young man's spine. He didn't know if Jiang Hui wanted to kill him or not... Hurry up and do what you're going to do, don't stare at him like that, it's intimidating.

(End of this chapter)