The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Then, after Zhou's indignant complaint, he received greetings from two friends, which satisfied him and moved on from the topic, leaving the officers behind him looking disillusioned.

'Is that guy in front really their advisor Zhou? Or staff officer Huan? Right!' *2
The four were unaware that the adults behind them had serious doubts about their character, and they continued walking together toward the exit.

No one asked about the situation outside, nor did they worry about encountering any uncontrollable dangers if they went out now.

Because they believe that their companions would not unjustly lead them into unfavorable situations, and because having friends by their side can always give them more courage, no matter how helpless or dangerous the situation may be.

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Of course, setting aside the little moments of warmth in this corner, the external environment remains grim. After all, the gloom shrouded by death is not something that can be easily dispelled by any external force.

The venue had now been taken out of its controlled state, and most areas were back in the light. However, after such chaos, the venue was unusually quiet, with a lingering stench of blood in the air that stimulated the nerves of most of the "remaining audience members."

However, few of them dared to make any rash moves because although the enemy that brought them the crisis had basically gone offline, what was threatening them now was another newly arrived group.

They had fallen into someone else's trap, becoming pawns in someone else's game—this was clear from the moment the gates opened. The only reason they survived was because the enemy's target wasn't them. While there was anger at being fooled and manipulated, there was also relief—relief at not becoming sacrifices in this farce. This was followed by weighing and assessing the current situation.

Although the purpose of those behind the scenes is unknown, they have clearly succeeded and have likely evacuated the area through a meticulously planned operation. However, the mess they created remains here.

The belated military took complete control of the venue, not to rescue anyone, but immediately seized it, followed by a search that resembled an interrogation. Although the vast majority of the guests were merely "victims" who had been coerced into the situation, they inevitably became prime suspects.

A mid-level private room

"Please come in."

The door to the private room was pushed open without any room for argument. Although the person who came in restrained himself, he still maintained the iron-fisted style that came from the military.

"Lieutenant General Mays, excuse me." The visitor got straight to the point, identifying the owner of the private room.

Faced with the menacing and meticulously thorough search officers, the people in the private room appeared unusually calm, displaying a composure that was incongruous with their status.

"Greetings, everyone. You've had a long time to work." Harrismays calmly glanced at the newcomers, then his gaze fell on the young man in the middle: "Long time no see, Lieutenant General Xu."

The young officer, referred to as Lieutenant General Xu, nodded slightly without much reaction and immediately signaled his subordinates to begin the search. Despite this cold treatment, Harris remained unperturbed and calmly invited his former colleague to take a seat, only to receive a negative reply in the end.

Lieutenant General Xu and Lieutenant General Mays were indeed of equal rank, but the latter was much older than the former, and it could be said that Harris had been Xu Yan's mentor. Back in the Third Army Corps, Harris had taken good care of Xu Yan, and although it wasn't a formal teacher-student relationship, he had taught him a lot.

But when Xu Yan met the Harrismes family again after they left the Third Army, he was so cold. Even if he was in a position to conduct himself officially, shouldn't he at least show some relative friendliness to those who had once helped him?

Fortunately, Harrismays had seen his share of ups and downs and was able to handle all sorts of situations. However, his young sons were at the height of their youthful vigor, and they all looked displeased. But due to their upbringing, they had no right to criticize him, and for a moment the atmosphere in the private room became rather tense.

Xu Yan, a strong man who had secured the position of lieutenant general at a young age, remained composed and upright in the face of his former mentor and the Mays brothers, who clearly held some prejudice against him, and quietly waited for his subordinates to finish their work.

Of course, in the end, there were no problems. After the officers behind him professionally recorded the search of the private room, the search team then orderly restored order to the messy room.

"Sir, I apologize for disturbing you." After the people behind him had taken their positions, Xu Yan slowly said, "It was not meant to offend you. As you know, some enemies are very cunning, so we must proceed with caution."

"Since there's nothing else, I won't bother you any longer. We'll arrange for the nearest exit to open shortly. It might take a little longer than expected, please understand." The young officer bowed slightly, but his back remained straight, showing no sign of weakness and displaying a strong and unyielding demeanor.

Harris waved his hand, indicating that everyone should leave. Then, the group of uninvited guests, just as suddenly as they had arrived, retreated like a tide, leaving only the original father and his two sons in an instant.

Bradmes was still young and inexperienced compared to his father and brothers, and he also lacked composure. Suppressing his displeasure, he watched the group of impolite guests leave the private room and then couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "This Xu Yan is far too arrogant."

Having spent years navigating the treacherous waters of the military, Eurymace was well aware of its rules. Although he harbored some resentment, he chose to correct his brother's emotionally charged misconception: "Lieutenant General Xu has an outstanding record and has rendered numerous meritorious services to the Empire. You shouldn't address him by his first name. The military always prioritizes rank and achievements, regardless of age or experience. In any case, he and Father are both lieutenant generals with the same rank, so his behavior isn't exactly out of line."

That's the theory, but the reality is quite different. If anyone in the Third Army Corps had this attitude today, even if they were below the rank of lieutenant general, they might not care so much.

The main issue is that Xu Yan did indeed receive a great deal of care and guidance from his father back then, almost to the point of having a mentor-student relationship. However, their relationship nearly broke down when they left the Third Army Corps, and they lost contact afterward. Now, upon seeing him again, Xu Yan appears even more arrogant. How could the two brothers possibly accept this?
"I admit that in terms of both talent and ability, he is indeed outstanding. But back then, he suffered a lot—"

"Alright, there's no need to dwell on the past; it's pointless." Harris interrupted him before he could finish speaking. The elder's expression was stern, his eyes conveying an unquestionable command.

"I've told you before. Don't blame the outcome, but rather the choice; once you've made your choice, there's no need to look back. After all, in the end, everyone has their own path to walk." The elder's gaze was distant, as if he were looking through the door at a silhouette of a certain era seen by someone walking away.

(End of this chapter)