The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

After Xu Jia left, Jiang Hui packed her things and prepared to go through the discharge process.

In fact, there wasn’t much to collect; the few items she had were already on her person, and the medication had been properly placed back into the special compartment of the spatial pouch.

Now all that was left was to complete the discharge procedures.

Although this was a starry world where many technologies had developed into advanced fields that humans could explore, and life was quite convenient in many aspects, there were still many things that simple automation could not completely replace; ultimately, human operation was still necessary.

Following the instructions, Jiang Hui went to the discharge department to handle her discharge procedures. As for the costs, the original owner had always purchased a comprehensive health insurance policy, so the hospital would submit the relevant materials for review and cover the entire amount, even returning a portion of the nutritional expenses to her account.

The entire process was quick. Jiang Hui confirmed and signed the discharge documents, then took the copy of her medical records and truly left the hospital.

Jiang Hui unexpectedly ran into Mr. Calet, who was just finishing his shift. He was as friendly as ever, not having grown distant just because their doctor-patient relationship had ended. After asking about her condition, he enthusiastically offered to escort her to the bus station.

However, Jiang Hui could tell that he was clearly not headed in the same direction as her, so she politely declined to avoid wasting his time.

In the interstellar era, there were quite a few modes of transportation available. To Jiang Hui, a Blue Star person, they all seemed filled with futuristic technology—such as trackless hovering trains, airships, modular vehicles that could be combined, and transforming trains with fixed routes.

In addition, Jiang Hui was surprised to see some oddly shaped, mostly humanoid large machines on the road. Vague memories told her that these were the legendary mechas.

These vehicles moved along their respective paths, weaving through land and air, stopping at their designated stations without interfering with each other. Each passerby chose a different mode of transportation, busy with their own affairs, all heading toward different paths that ultimately led to the same destination, which didn’t seem all that different from Blue Star life…

Considering that the apartment where the original owner lived was in the city’s fourth ring and relatively close to the central area, with many city bus stops nearby, she finally decided to take a city bus back home.

Although it was also called a bus, it was different from the buses on Blue Star; it didn’t have a single wheel. The entire vehicle was supported by a long, slightly curved metal rod that suspended it several meters above the ground. When it reached a station, the support rod would lower the vehicle to allow passengers to board and alight, and while in operation, it would move along the path set by the metal rod.

This was also a relatively common ground transportation tool in the city. Generally, it traveled close to the ground and used significantly less fuel than flying vehicles, making it more affordable—a preferred choice for students and ordinary workers commuting to and from work.

Although Jiang Hui retained some memories of the original owner, she was still a Blue Star person who hadn’t really seen much of the interstellar world and felt somewhat overwhelmed in everything she did.

Throughout the journey, besides feeling nervous about her unfamiliar surroundings, most of her attention was on observing what others were doing.

She followed a group of passengers onto the oddly-shaped bus and imitated them by swiping her light brain at the entrance.

The swipe startled Jiang Hui; a large screen suddenly projected in front of her, and she froze for a moment, unsure of what was happening.

After a while, she realized this must be the “mobile phone” light brain used by interstellar people. Her personal information was flashing on the screen—data she was already familiar with, ingrained in her memory. However, it was ultimately just a layer of recollection; no matter how familiar it was, it lacked any real sensation.

As she looked at the screen, Jiang Hui followed the flow of people and found an empty seat.

Since her discharge from the hospital, her mind had been filled with many things, and she had completely forgotten about the light brain. Now, seeing it again pulled her from her slightly gloomy mood, and she became genuinely interested in studying the light brain.

Although this city bus was called a bus, its appearance bore no resemblance to the buses on Blue Star. From the outside, it was entirely disk-shaped, and the interior was quite spacious, divided into different sections. Some seats were arranged in a single row, while others were placed facing each other across the aisle, with a partition in the back, likely for private compartments.

Jiang Hui chose a seat near the door that allowed her to see the station signs clearly.

From her angle, it was easy to see that the people across from her were also fiddling with their light brains, each focused on the virtual screens before them, either looking straight ahead, down at the ground, or even glancing at their wrists… Emmm, it seemed that no matter how advanced technology became in any era, “mobile phones” remained an unavoidable distraction for humanity.

Jiang Hui felt a sense of resignation and then resolutely… joined the ranks of light brain users. She was so ignorant; if she didn’t take the opportunity to learn something now, was she really going to wait for the world to adapt to her?

The light brain was indeed the “mobile phone” of the interstellar world. Once she logged in, a dazzling interface appeared before her.

On the left side was a slightly narrower interface arranged neatly with icons similar to mobile apps, some of which blinked occasionally. This side seemed to be the operating interface, where some icons were relatively easy to identify, while others were unclear, meaning she would probably have to click on each one to see what they did.

On the right side was a more spacious page, neatly arranged, with a layout that was both organized and varied in priority levels that were immediately recognizable at a glance.

Jiang Hui strained to decipher the array of interstellar common language, and after reading a few sections, she found that they seemed to be news-related information. Some key sections were marked with symbols like “Recommended” and “Trending.” So, was this a display screen or a news recommendation section?

She didn’t expect that even in the interstellar era, with all the advancements in science and technology, the news still hadn’t managed to innovate much. Not only was the layout of the news and information bland and uninteresting, but even the “Recommended” tags that followed the headlines still adhered to outdated aesthetics, showing no creativity whatsoever.

While she pondered these irrelevant thoughts, her actions were quite honest as she clicked on several news articles marked “Recommended,” only to find they were all military-related information.

She wasn’t particularly interested in this kind of news; a quick glance was enough. But she was startled by what she saw—it was almost all reports about military events like “General XX Goes into Battle,” “XX Promoted to Military Position,” and “XXX Military Officials State…” Was the military system in this interstellar world so transparent? This kind of information could be openly reported, easily accessed by ordinary citizens, and described in such detail. This was completely different from her previous understanding.

What kind of world is this, anyway?