The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

Chapter 230 - Announcement



Jiang Hui found a rope and tied it around the middle of her right leg, not too tight but also not too loose, just enough to slow down the blood flow.

Even after resting for over two hours, Jiang Hui felt much better.

The medicines in the Star Realm were truly remarkable. If she had gotten such an injury on Blue Star, even with hospital treatment, it would have been extremely painful for the entire day.

But after applying the medicine, her leg didn’t hurt much after about an hour. The wound felt cool, slightly numb, and itchy, as though healing was beginning.

However, Zhou Xiuwen, who seemed very experienced with this kind of treatment, explained that this wasn’t actual healing. The medicinal powder was forming a thin protective membrane over the wound, which would protect the exposed muscle tissue and blood vessels from further strain and injury during movement.

This was a commonly used emergency medicine in the military, often paired with special-effect medicines, to help the injured continue performing necessary activities.

However, even the best medicines couldn’t heal a wound in seconds—they were not miracle drugs. Jiang Hui knew that as long as her injury wasn’t formally treated and rested, it couldn’t fully heal. She needed to mentally prepare for the upcoming ten hours of travel, knowing that various challenges awaited her, so she had to make thorough preparations before setting off.

Jiang Hui equipped herself with protective gear for her ankles, wrists, and waist to help reduce strain and assist her movements.

These protections were similar to the ones used on Blue Star, but the ones issued by the school were military-grade. They were typically used for military training and actual combat, making them much more advanced than standard everyday gear.

Fortunately, when Jiang Hui and her team had unknowingly picked up a few sets in an unknown warehouse, she was able to use them now, or else she would have had trouble finding any.

However, after putting on the whole set, Jiang Hui understood why both Huan Xian and Zhou Xiuwen seemed uninterested in it—they were simply too heavy.

She wasn’t sure what materials they were made from, but they felt smooth to the touch, not fabric-like at all. The material was delicate and conformed closely to her skin, but it still had a certain weight to it.

After putting on the gear, it felt like she was carrying an additional 2–5 kg of weight on her wrists, ankles, and waist. For the physique of interstellar humans, each piece of equipment wasn’t particularly heavy, but in total, it added up to around forty to fifty pounds.

Jiang Hui could clearly feel that her movement speed had slowed down, and her agility was also affected. Even the precision of her wrists and legs had slightly decreased.

In this environment, it was like a sniper’s paradise. What was the difference between her now and someone dragging a plane behind them? At first, Jiang Hui was very reluctant to use the equipment, but Huan Xian, Zhou Xiuwen, and even the newly arrived Xierman all strongly urged her to wear it.

She knew that her injury in the current situation was not a trivial matter. If not handled properly, it could not only affect the outcome of the competition but could also cause some negative effects on her body.

Jiang Hui wasn’t the type to ignore advice. She realized that the previous accident had put her in a very disadvantageous situation, and her teammates were doing everything they could to minimize the impact, taking her physical strain and future treatment into account.

She couldn’t just ignore their good intentions, could she? So in the end, Jiang Hui reluctantly put on the bulky gear and set off.

At first, it felt awkward, and after wearing it, the sensation of added weight was quite strong, and the restrictions were considerable. Jiang Hui tried to aim and fire, but the result wasn’t ideal. She worried that in critical moments, it would affect her shooting accuracy.

However, Jiang Hui began to understand why her teammates insisted that she wear the gear. Yes, it was heavy, and it restricted her movement, but it truly served its purpose. It automatically adjusted to provide protective support based on the movements of her limbs.

Given that Jiang Hui’s right leg was injured, the gear adjusted the balance and rhythm based on the frequency of her muscle movements and the trajectory of her actions, reducing the strain on her right leg. The entire process was very natural, and with the assistance of the gear, she unconsciously made adjustments and received protection. Over time, wearing this gear would indeed be beneficial for her. Ah, if only she hadn’t injured her leg—then the current situation, no matter how she looked at it, would have been a great opportunity.

Jiang Hui, burdened by the slightly heavy gear, continued to fight in guerrilla style with her teammates. However, her efficiency was still lower than before because her speed inevitably slowed down.

But with the cooperation of her team, after adjusting their strategy, the four of them ambushed five small teams in a row, gradually finding their previous rhythm again. Jiang Hui also slowly adapted to the feeling of moving with added weight, and bit by bit, she was able to return to the high score efficiency of the past, which left Xierman extremely impressed.

Just when everyone thought that the next nine hours would continue in a relatively “lazy” state, reality quickly dealt them a heavy blow—especially for certain individuals.

“It feels like there are fewer and fewer people left in the training grounds. I wonder how many are still in the arena. We still have nine hours left. Are we going to end up with nothing to do?” Xierman said, somewhat bored.

Joining this team had indeed gone as smoothly as he had imagined. His superiors were all extremely capable individuals, and the teams they faced barely had any resistance. In fact, he felt like he was just coasting along, not contributing much, which made him feel a bit embarrassed.

Zhou Xiuwen gave him a glance. “You think it’s that simple? I wish it were, but I’ve been at this for over twenty hours without much rest, and I also want to finish and get some rest. But do you think the people who’ve made it this far are simple characters? Do you think they’ll just let us sit around doing nothing?”

Indeed, as time passed, the prey was becoming fewer, and the remaining participants were nearly all top-tier hunters.

Even if they didn’t make any plans, others would still target them with all their might. It was a game where only one side could survive—either you eliminate them, or they eliminate you.

If they wanted to stay in the arena, they couldn’t afford to relax. If they did, they might as well lie down and wait for the end.

Huan Xian withdrew his scattered mental energy and turned his attention back to Jiang Hui. “How’s the wound?”

Jiang Hui shook her head. It was the same as before—the wound was tight, and because of the medicine powder, she had lost feeling in the area, so it was uncomfortable. Plus, moving around caused the wound to tear again, and blood seeped out from the bandages, giving a very intense visual effect.

She didn’t even want to look at it herself, afraid she would remember the sight of the red muscle tissue exposed to the air. That was really a bit much for her nerves.

“…”

“What’s wrong?” Seeing her hesitant to speak, Huan Xian turned his head to ask.

“It’s nothing, just…”

“The competition has reached the three-quarter mark. There are nine hours left until the end. The current leaderboard for all participants is now being announced. From here on, scores will be updated across the entire training ground, published every hour.”

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Author Note: What would happen after the scores were announced? How would the situation in the arena change? Additional note: Some people’s intentions are really quite malicious.


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