The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Although it was impossible to turn around and look at the other person, the exposed hem of their clothes revealed that they were a logistics major. Moreover, the other person's arm was fastened with their own team's straps, so this person was probably an inside agent.

Looking at the unfamiliar face opposite her, Jiang Hui, who was very familiar with the person, could still automatically picture his face in her mind. But the feeling of unfamiliarity and the difference in recognition was quite strange.

Zhou Xiuwen didn't have such subtle feelings; he was just quite happy, after all, he had finally reunited with Jiang Hui after so long.

However, neither of them were brainless; they could still speak as if no one else was around, even with a formidable enemy at hand.

Jiang Hui glanced around at the people around him. Most of them seemed stunned by the sudden change, though some might have been paralyzed by fear of 011. To be honest, that guy's state just now was truly terrifying.

She took two steps forward, bent down, and picked up one of the daggers that had fallen to the ground. It looked very sharp; the handle didn't have the usual textured surface to increase friction, it felt smooth to the touch, and it was bound with strips of cloth. The edges were already worn, and it definitely felt like the kind of weapon the other party would usually use.

Jiang Hui gripped the dagger and pointed it directly at 011, whose eyes were filled with arrogance.

Even at this point, the man still held his head high and chest out, his eyes radiating an air of arrogance that suggested he could kill ten thousand people. If one didn't see Zhou Xiuwen's hand gripping his neck, they might have thought he was acting normally.

The other person stared intently at Jiang Hui, his eyes almost overflowing with coldness. He brazenly sized up the mild-mannered Jiang Hui, then suddenly sneered, "You're quite pleased with yourself, aren't you?"

"If you can only rise to the top through such underhanded means, then this is all you can do."

Jiang Hui remained silent.

But from the other party's perspective, she seemed to have been provoked and was starting to care.

"What? Did I hit the nail on the head? This time it was my carelessness, but that person isn't so easy to fool. If he finds out... your fate will definitely be worse than mine. I'll be waiting for the day I run into you outside."

"..."

"What? You're scared now that you're here? Come on, if you don't kill me, I'll make you regret it a thousand times more than I am now."

Jiang Hui didn't respond to him. She walked straight to a spot not far behind Zhou Xiuwen, and then, to everyone's horrified expressions, raised her dagger high and smashed it down with all her might. As the sound of something cracking rang out, she slowly walked back to her original position and continued her confrontation with the incapacitated 011.

Perhaps because he was exposed on the spot, the arrogance and provocation that the other party had been deliberately feigning instantly solidified into a mask on his face, making him look somewhat stiff.

"You've been putting on such a show just to wait for an opportunity, haven't you?" Jiang Hui said.

Jiang Hui had only known him for a short time, yet she had already grasped the general nature of him. He was truly arrogant, ambitious, proud, and extreme; once he made a decision, he acted decisively without hesitation—a ruthless man. Such a person, if he truly failed, wouldn't even flinch; why would he be shouting and yelling like this? And what's with all this talk about 'that person being better than him'? Friend, didn't you notice that you couldn't control your own eyes when you said that? You tightened your chin, narrowed your eyes, and looked like you didn't even believe it yourself.

What does this mean? If you're not convinced, why force yourself to say such things at this critical moment when you're being captured? There must be a purpose behind it.

When Zhou Xiuwen gave her a meaningful look, Jiang Hui immediately suspected there was more to it than met the eye. By observing the way he moved his body and the way his eyes darted around, she quickly pinpointed the problem.

Fortunately, she discovered it early. Jiang Hui realized that there was actually a direct-connect communicator in this simulated scenario. She had thought that the unified recruitment was deliberately making things difficult for them, wanting them to communicate entirely through primitive methods... It turns out that she and everyone else she encountered were just unlucky; none of them managed to get a communicator. But didn't some other people manage to get one?

However, the testing organization remained as cunning as ever, providing a limited and non-universal communicator. This was a pair device, meaning a one-to-one encrypted connection; only the two holders could communicate encryptedly. Anyone else who obtained it would be unable to use it without knowing the encryption key.

Jiang Hui could tell at a glance that the communicator wasn't activated, or rather, it hadn't had a chance to be activated yet; otherwise, Xi Lai might already be broadcasting the battle live from here.

The moment Jiang Hui saw this thing, many plans flashed through his mind, but he made a decision in the blink of an eye and destroyed the communicator with a swift stroke.

Indeed, keeping this thing would be more useful. However, Jiang Hui no longer intends to repeat the previous methods, so keeping it would not only be useless to her, but would also easily sow the seeds of trouble, so it's better to destroy it.

Once this root of the problem is dealt with, then there's only one thing left...

“If I hadn’t discovered that communication record, regardless of whether I used you or not, you would definitely have found a way to tell Xilai everything,” Jiang Hui said with a very certain tone.

Just as she suspected, the other party was a tough nut to crack. Realizing his goal hadn't been achieved, he didn't even bother to glance at her or offer any answers. However, from the subtle expressions on his face, Jiang Hui still managed to glean the answer she wanted.

"pity."

Finally, the other person was willing to look at her directly, and said calmly, "You want to kill me?"

"It's because I can't use you."

"Nice to meet you...may we meet again someday." Under the strange look on the other's face, Jiang Hui tapped his neck with the hilt of his sword. It wasn't a very strong tap, but the other's figure blurred instantly, glowing with a milky white light, before disappearing from everyone's sight.

Jiang Hui breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing what to say... These people are getting too caught up in the drama. This is an exam, not a real killing.

If this kind of activity continues a few more times, it might just create a whole bunch of wanted murderers. Seriously, can't you interstellar people pay even a little attention to the mental health of teenagers?
(End of this chapter)