The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

There were a total of 129 firearms here, and Jiang Hui wasn’t sure why she felt so bored. As she watched Huan Xian’s movements, she couldn’t help but count each firearm one by one.

Huan Xian didn’t say anything while working, and both Jiang Hui and Zhou Xiuwen trusted him, so they didn’t rush to ask him questions while he was busy. As his movements became quicker, the two of them even started to help by handing him the guns.

“Is that all?” It seemed like Huan Xian wasn’t quite done yet.

“Everything’s here. What did you do to them?” Jiang Hui couldn’t help but ask once he had finished.

“Nothing much, just made a few adjustments to the inside. A little gift for everyone,” Huan Xian’s expression seemed to relax a little, as if he had just finished a fun little game.

Although Jiang Hui had already suspected as much, hearing it directly from him was still something different.

“You tampered with these guns?!” Zhou Xiuwen widened his eyes in surprise.

“…Yes,” Huan Xian’s smile stiffened for a moment, before he put on a smile that seemed a little forced and unnatural.

“How did you do it? Was it just a quick touch?” After getting confirmation, Zhou Xiuwen paused for a moment, then seemed to get excited, bombarding Huan Xian with questions. “This is so cool! What’s the principle behind it? Can you teach me later? Blah blah blah…”

Huan Xian seemed a bit stunned by Zhou Xiuwen’s overly enthusiastic reaction and was caught off guard for a moment. He looked at Zhou Xiuwen without saying anything for a while, but then gradually seemed to relax and said casually, “It shouldn’t be a problem. I’m sure I’ve taken care of each one. Even if the effects vary, they will definitely show their results at some point when they’re used.”

This is really impressive, isn’t it?! But your attitude, don’t you think it’s a little too nonchalant? Be more confident, my friend!

Jiang Hui was also stunned, but her surprise was simply out of amazement, and she didn’t think too much about it.

Then, it seemed like something occurred to her, and she couldn’t help but express some concern. “But… what if we accidentally pick up these guns later? Won’t that be like asking for trouble?”

Although they had already chosen their preferred firearms earlier and kept some backup guns, who knew what might happen in the future? It was something worth considering.

“That’s true—” Huan Xian said thoughtfully, “From now on, if you find any guns, don’t keep them for yourselves. Show them to me first.” He could tell if there was a problem just by touching them.

With that, he had them each take out the guns they had selected earlier, as well as the old guns they had kept, and Huan Xian carefully checked them one by one. Only after confirming they were fine did he return them.

Throughout the entire process, the three of them worked together smoothly, trusting each other without any suspicion.

A certain hollow part of Huan Xian’s heart seemed to have quietly filled with something. Though still shallow and faint—so faint it could almost be ignored—it was undeniably there, not to be overlooked.

The days he spent in the lab were terribly empty, with nothing worth reminiscing about or feeling happy over.

The only thing that brought Huan Xian a slight sense of difference was the fixed lessons every day. While most of the knowledge and practical skills were tedious, they were still more enriching than the empty, barren walls surrounding him.

The knowledge about firearms was the only thing his instructor left him with when the lab was destroyed, and that instructor disappeared without a trace. Looking back now, he realized that person had treated him quite well. So, when he saw these firearms today, he couldn’t resist the urge to tinker with them, which provided a perfect distraction for him.

However, after the action, came regret—he regretted acting impulsively.

Huan Xian knew that he was different from others. This became clearer to him the more he reintegrated into normal human society after leaving the lab.

He also understood that, even if he continued to live among normal people in the years to come, he would never truly be like them again.

The rejection he faced at this school was just a trivial part of his life, and it further validated the fact that he was a freak—an outcast who would never be accepted by others.

However, Huan Xian didn’t want to show this side of himself too much in front of his two teammates, at least not for now—especially after he felt something different from them, something he couldn’t quite explain.

Huan Xian was a war machine deliberately trained for battle, and his mindset naturally differed from the educational concepts followed by regular people. He couldn’t tolerate “aiding the enemy” more than anyone else. If the firearms were to be left for others, not only would Jiang Hui not tolerate it, but he would also be unable to.

Before meeting Jiang Hui, he had been even more ruthless and thorough with the enemies he encountered.

So this time, Huan Xian didn’t hesitate to handle things the way he did, without considering the views of the other two. He didn’t know if they would feel disdain for such extreme methods.

Huan Xian didn’t know, and there was no way for him to know. But he thought… maybe they would be afraid, no matter how tolerant they had been with him before. After seeing such extreme methods from their teammate, they probably felt some discomfort deep down. He could understand that.

However, Huan Xian didn’t expect them to accept it so quickly, and it seemed they even agreed with his actions… Was it because the times had changed? Or perhaps the younger generation now had this kind of style, a little bit mischievous?

Jiang Hui had no idea that her good teammates were currently classifying her among the “mischievous” type of people, while she was still marveling at how each of her teammates seemed so deceptive, with skills far beyond their appearances.

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“By the way, do you guys ever feel like something’s off?” The young man with two very prominent, thick eyebrows furrowed his brow and couldn’t help but glance around, yet after finding nothing, he reluctantly gave up.

“You’ve said that several times, and the supply point mentioned the same thing. It made us paranoid for a while. But in the end, there’s nothing, right?” The most handsome-looking young man on the far left furrowed his brow and interrupted, seeming somewhat impatient. “And it’s always just you feeling something. The three of us haven’t felt anything.”

“Alright, alright, stop arguing. Are you trying to make sure everyone knows there’s someone here? Might as well make a bigger fuss while you’re at it.” The person in the middle couldn’t take it anymore and frowned, scolding them.

His words seemed neutral, but he quickly changed the topic. “However… Kent, you’ve said that at least five times now, yet each time it’s empty words. I really hope there won’t be a next time.”