The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

Seeing this, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

This off-road vehicle was indeed quite fast for a ground-based mode of transportation.

In such circumstances, one needed to be quick with both hands and eyes, judging turns from hundreds of meters away; otherwise, they could easily end up crashing.

So, even though operating this vehicle didn’t require a direct connection to mental power like a mech did, it still demanded a high level of concentration and accurate judgment from the driver.

Given that both of them were novices who didn’t even know how to use their mental power, it was still a bit too much to handle such a vehicle. Any slight carelessness could lead to accidents like the one they had just experienced.

At this point, she felt she couldn’t rely solely on Xierman. She decided to move to the front and help him adjust the direction. With both of them supervising each other, the chances of making mistakes would be reduced.

As for the instructor… she glanced back worriedly at the person lying in the rear cabin, barely conscious. That was all she could do.

Jiang Hui didn’t realize that things were far worse than they seemed.

“Jiang, are you okay…”

Jiang Hui turned to look at Xierman, who hadn’t taken his eyes off the front. From her angle, she could see his pale profile and the restless eyes that were constantly moving with tension and anxiety.

She felt a twinge of guilt—reflecting on the impulse she had just barely suppressed to shout out.

After all, she couldn’t drive either; it was no wonder that two people without licenses would end up in this situation.

It was true that in situations where one made a mistake, people often chose to blame others while ignoring their own incompetence. Jiang Hui was no exception. She realized that she had naturally placed the blame for the accident on others. But thinking back, she wasn’t blind; if she was here and not paying attention, didn’t she also share some responsibility when something went wrong?

Just as she was about to suggest that they both adjust the direction together to reach the destination as quickly as possible, she heard Xierman stammering, “Jiang, I think it’s your turn…”

“It looks like my shoulder might be dislocated.”

Jiang Hui: ?! Wait, what?! Are you kidding me, buddy?

But looking at his expression, he was clearly not joking. His already pale lips had turned blue, and half his face was slick with sweat; it seemed like he was in considerable pain.

Jiang Hui immediately realized he was serious. At this moment, Xierman also moved his left arm, adjusting his movements in a way that was far from the agility he had shown earlier.

Jiang Hui: …

She had no choice but to take his place, letting him turn around to take care of the instructor. No, he should really take care of himself first. Jiang Hui sighed as she looked at his face, which was as pale as a corpse.

It was truly a series of unfortunate events; even drinking cold water felt like it would get stuck in her teeth during such a bad streak of luck.

No, she shouldn’t have said that, not even thought it. It turned out that what had happened before wasn’t even the worst of it.

They had driven the terrain vehicle for over ten kilometers and were excitedly spotting the flags that represented the finish line. Just as they were about to rush into the end zone, a new situation arose—

Suddenly, the machine came to a jarring halt just a few hundred meters from the finish line. After several attempts to adjust it with no response, they had no choice but to accept their fate and get off the machine to walk the rest of the way.

Moreover, things were looking strange in the vicinity. At a point so close to the finish line, there were no stationed soldiers or staff to be seen. It was no wonder that it had taken so long for anyone to notice a group of students nearly attacked by star beasts in the forest… Jiang Hui silently cursed.

In fact, she felt a bit unfair towards the school. There had originally been personnel stationed here, ready for deployment at any moment. But because of the incident involving the star beasts, the school had almost pulled all available soldiers to search for the remaining freshmen and was eager to bring everyone back rather than focus on the drill.

As for the finish line, no one was concerned about safety there. After all, all the senior officers from the school were gathered here, so even if a group of star beasts unwittingly stumbled in, they would be nothing more than easy prey.

However, as the situation developed, they could no longer remain stationed there and prepared to dispatch officers from various grades to search for people.

Just as they were about to send people to look for others, Jiang Hui and the other two approached, only to find that there wasn’t a single person in the area outside the finish line. They had to carry the injured person and walk a long distance to the finish line.

The severely injured individual was unresponsive; Jiang Hui and Xierman didn’t even dare to check if he was still breathing. One of them carefully took on the burden of carrying the injured, while the other used his uninjured arm to secure the injured person’s abdomen to prevent any pressure from the remaining wound with its sharp edges from digging further into Jiang Hui’s back.

In fact, Jiang Hui’s physical strength wasn’t particularly good. After nearly a day of exhausting effort, she was relying solely on sheer determination to get here. The moment she saw the finish line, she instinctively began to relax, but little did she know she still had to carry someone inside.

Moreover, the instructor was relatively tall, making it feel as if she were carrying a mountain on her back. Each step was laborious, and her progress was uneven, struggling to maintain her balance.

Upon hearing Xierman’s question, she considered switching places—if only he could manage it. But she knew Xierman’s condition was still uncertain.

Seeing his pale and bluish complexion, Jiang Hui felt guilty about asking an injured person to carry anyone. It was better for her to carry the load herself; they had already made it this far, and whether he lived or died, she needed to get him to safety.

She hoped the people at the finish line would quickly notice their miserable situation; she was reaching her limit and felt like a member of a wounded coalition.

Jiang Hui assessed her physical condition and seriously suspected that if she entered the mental space again, she might starve to death… It seemed like a real possibility.

So the two of them entered the finish line, pitifully carrying the injured person.

Fortunately, the people at the finish line weren’t completely oblivious. As soon as they stepped through the door, Jiang Hui felt countless gazes instantly land on them. Then came the sound of hurried footsteps and a chaotic uproar, with many people rushing toward them.

The two of them instinctively relaxed a bit.

Jiang Hui felt someone carefully take the injured person off her back, freeing her weary body and mind.

Then, someone supported her shoulder, allowing her to finally release all her strength and take a deep breath of fresh air.

Once Jiang Hui finally caught her breath, the noise around her didn’t lessen; it was still loud enough to hurt her ears. After a while, she noticed the people standing in front of her began to move aside—someone was walking toward her. Sensing a familiar presence, she instinctively looked up.

“Class instructor?” she called out, slightly confused, as if she were merely recognizing the person subconsciously.

“It’s me.”

Stark bent down slightly, helping the person who had unwittingly slumped to the ground back up, and began to lead her toward the medical tent.