The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

Perhaps her opportunity to enter the mental space today had already run out. Jiang Hui slept deeply for the first time in a while and didn’t dream of anything.

When she finally woke up, the outside world was already completely dark. Jiang Hui, still a bit dazed, thought that since it was dark, it was time to sleep again, so she tried to drift off once more.

“Awake? Then don’t go back to sleep. Wait until everything is sorted out before you get some proper rest—you can sleep for a whole day if you want.” A voice suddenly rang in her ear, like thunder on a clear day, instantly waking her from her hazy slumber.

Where did that voice come from? Wait… where am I? How long have I been asleep? What time is it?

Jiang Hui sat up in shock, but before she could move, an arm reached out from beside her and pressed down on her shoulder, leaving her unable to move.

She heard the person beside her quietly instruct someone to help check on her.

Then, she dimly saw a few individuals in white uniforms approaching her. By this time, Jiang Hui had shaken off her drowsiness, and her muddled brain began to clear. The medical personnel quickly used various instruments to examine her, and after confirming that she only had exhaustion of physical and mental energy but no significant issues, they left with the report in hand.

She asked, somewhat bewildered, “Is it all over?”

“If you’re asking about the training exercise, that’s already over.” However, things aren’t that easy to wrap up… Stark was sitting in a chair not far from Jiang Hui’s bed, looking like he had been waiting there for quite some time.

Although she knew that given the situation, the training was no longer the main focus, she had put a lot of effort into it along the way, and it was still on her mind. But hearing this news directly from her instructor eased her final concerns, and she felt a lot more relaxed.

Then, just as she had finally begun to let go of her worries, her heart raced again, and she was fully awake. The lingering grogginess from her earlier awakening was almost gone.

It was then that she remembered all the events that had transpired before she lost consciousness, as well as a series of extreme operations that followed, and she immediately asked, “What about the person we brought back…”

“He has been sent to the military hospital and is still undergoing emergency treatment.”

Jiang Hui thought to herself that it seemed she hadn’t been unconscious for too long. In such a serious condition, emergency treatment typically had two outcomes: either the person was saved or they weren’t… With the technology available in the Star Alliance, the results would probably come soon.

As if reading her thoughts, Stark glanced at her and said calmly, “You’ve been asleep for almost ten star hours.”

Jiang Hui instantly froze.

Ten star hours? When she reached the finish line, it was already evening. Ten star hours was equivalent to ten hours—had she slept straight through until the early hours of the next day?

Jiang Hui noticed that the space inside the tent was quite small, and aside from her, there were no other beds, so it must be a private medical tent. She was somewhat skeptical about whether she was still in the finish line area.

Moreover… ten hours of resuscitation seemed a bit outrageous, even with the advanced medical technology of the Star Alliance. After all, a human body isn’t that large; ten hours would be enough time for doctors on Blue Star to conduct an incredibly detailed surgical operation. Not to mention this was a procedure aimed at restoring vital signs— they might have had to replace the blood several times over.

This meant that for those ten hours, the doctors had been battling against death, and that person could lose their life at any second.

And now they were still in the process of resuscitation… Could he really survive? Stark suddenly said, “He will live. If you had sent him over even a little later, then even ten times that amount of resuscitation time would have been futile. He was on the verge of dying, and there was no chance for resuscitation at all. The only reason he managed to hold on until now was due to the residual living cells and biological agents in his body.” It was clear that he was a very tenacious person.

“Did you give him that thing?” Stark asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

Jiang Hui nodded, not surprised that he knew. Given that she had passed out as soon as she reached the finish line, the only other person who could provide details would be the other fellow who accompanied them, and he was probably the one who said it.

“I don’t even know what that agent is used for. I saw it at the landing point and couldn’t resist exchanging for one. The person who traded it with me said it could even treat severed limbs. At that time, the instructor had no vital signs, and we had no other options, so we tried feeding it to him. Thankfully, it worked.” It really didn’t waste her five points; if it could save a life, it was worth it.

Stark remained expressionless but silently nodded in agreement. They checked the records and verified that Jiang Hui had indeed exchanged for a living cell biological agent at the first landing point, which came from a third-year student named Barton. He was one of the few students from that cohort who had already obtained a preliminary pharmacist qualification, so he was indeed qualified to brew and sell that agent.

This agent could be considered a beginner-level formal pharmacist potion, and among the entry-level potions, it was of medium to high difficulty, requiring high standards for refining techniques and purity.

Its function was also quite singular: it could promote wound healing and delay the deterioration of injuries. As a medicinal agent for treatment, its effectiveness was not very targeted, but in situations with scarce resources or lacking specific treatments, this potion could serve as a versatile, all-purpose remedy.

In summary, it was the kind of agent that could boost one’s spirits even when taken by healthy individuals, with minimal side effects but wide-ranging applications.

So the senior’s advertising pitch to Jiang Hui wasn’t entirely false; it could indeed serve that purpose, just not as dramatically as he claimed.

However, in school, such agents could be purchased at the medical office for a small amount of star coins, so they weren’t particularly rare items.

Barton indeed asked Jiang Hui for five points, which was somewhat excessive. After all, personal points are incredibly difficult to accumulate, and there are few ways to earn them. Some people might not even reach double digits in points over three years. However, since this was Jiang Hui’s personal decision, the school had no authority over it.

Moreover, if it weren’t for this vial of medicine, that young Second Lieutenant Mace might have perished right there. Knowing that the other party had gone to such lengths to protect the students, even Stark, who had little personal connection to him, couldn’t help but feel a degree of admiration.

Similarly, the fact that these two kids managed to bring back an instructor who had almost no chance of survival in such a critical and isolated situation deserved praise. They could even be considered the most commendable among the new students during this training exercise.

As both the class leader and an elder, Stark felt gratified yet couldn’t suppress a surge of anger. Because now, he was only left with a lingering fear; that kid was simply too reckless.

Even though the entire process hadn’t been fully documented yet, he could glean the perilous journey these two had undertaken from the words of others and the traces left at the scene. It could be said that these two foolishly brave individuals were truly fortunate to have survived and reached the finish line.