The Strongest Brain in the Interstellar

Jiang Hui was very irritated.

She had been stuck in this strange space for too long.

After spending a long time studying this place, taking a nap, and figuring out some of the space’s characteristics, she even cooked a meal here… yet she still couldn’t find a way out or wake up.

This left her increasingly suspicious about the nature of this space. Could it be that she would be trapped here forever with no way to escape?

Helpless, she had exhausted all her options and couldn’t think of another way.

After manifesting a tablet that resembled an iPad but was incapable of playing anything, Jiang Hui finally noticed one thing…

In this space, everything was static except for the mutated computer and herself; all other objects remained still unless she interacted with them.

In this environment, without the air conditioning or heating, she couldn’t even feel the basic temperature difference, and there were no other sounds. Wait, there was an exception. She only now realized what the one exception among all the objects was.

In this space where the television wouldn’t turn on and even a funnel wouldn’t fall unless shaken, there was one thing that was indeed moving. Jiang Hui finally noticed that the clock in this space was ticking.

Jiang Hui walked over to the clock mounted on the wall next to the television and looked up. She noticed that both the minute and second hands were moving forward.

This was very strange.

This clock seemed completely out of place in a space where even time couldn’t be perceived.

Jiang Hui instinctively felt that there must be something wrong with it. She stood there, watching the second hand tick by… and the clock was indeed moving.

As she observed the time resting at the seven-fifty-three mark, Jiang Hui quietly recalled her previous efforts. Although she didn’t have an exact time, it certainly had been seven or eight hours.

So, could this represent the time she had spent in this space?!

But what would that mean? Jiang Hui found herself puzzled.

Even if she had a tool to measure time, what good would it do? If she were to be trapped here, watching the days go by like this, wouldn’t that only add to her suffering?

Thinking this way, Jiang Hui suddenly lost interest, not even wanting to explore this new discovery anymore.

Indeed, humanity’s greatest enemy is loneliness.

In the past, she had seen foreigners conducting experiments in which participants were kept in a closed environment, and if they could endure it for a certain amount of time, they would be rewarded with a huge sum of money. At that time, netizens from China had laughed and made a lot of jokes, saying that they could stay in there until they went bankrupt.

Jiang Hui was one of them, thinking that although there was no internet, she had her phone and books and could even play with a Rubik’s cube. For the sake of money, she could probably endure it. She never expected that when it came to her, she couldn’t last even half a day. Well, she had to defend herself; this space was quite tricky because she had to recall the books herself.

It had barely been half a day! If time continued like this, how would she survive? Wouldn’t she go crazy right on the spot?

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Jiang Hui paced around the room, conjuring up a lot of chaotic thoughts, and in the end, she had to give up on any deeper exploration.

Now that she thought about it, it seemed like sleeping was the only option… Yes, sleeping. She had come in a daze several times, so perhaps if she fell asleep, she might just wake up somewhere else.

Maybe she just lacked a secret to entering and exiting this place, so she might as well sleep and see what happened.

With that in mind, Jiang Hui tidied up her things and turned back to her room, diving headfirst into the big bed, intending to have a more profound discussion with the God of Dreams, hoping that he could send her out of this strange space.

She had had enough of wasting time; it turned out that doing nothing was such a painful experience.

Jiang Hui swore to herself that once she got out, she would learn to cherish time and spend every minute meaningfully, all while sinking into a deep sleep filled with various chaotic thoughts.

Clearly, daytime was not a suitable time for sleeping, but Jiang Hui’s body and mind had been stimulated in a short period, so she fell into a deep yet restless sleep, plagued by nightmares. At times, she dreamt of all sorts of bizarre scenes, as if someone were chasing her from behind.

She woke up several times only to fall back asleep, losing track of time and feeling a sense of confusion when she finally awakened again.

However, her mind quickly cleared, and when she saw the familiar ceiling, disappointment filled her eyes; she felt that her life had completely lost all hope.

Why was she still here?! She had already woken up twice, yet she still couldn’t grasp any idea of how to leave this place.

Irritated, Jiang Hui ruffled her hair and then jumped off the bed, heading back to the living room.

The living room was still the same, unchanged. However, the clock had moved forward significantly, now showing four forty-five.

From this, it seemed she had slept for quite a long time, nearly eight or nine hours.

Perhaps because she had slept so deeply, her mind felt a bit dull, and her anxiety had eased somewhat. Instead, she felt an overwhelming sense of fatigue emanating from deep within her, leaving her feeling deflated.

After sitting in the living room for a while, Jiang Hui felt a bit thirsty, so she ran to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water to moisten her throat.

She wasn’t sure if it was just in her head, but the refreshing water seemed to clear her foggy mind, making her feel a little more alert. However, her overall state still felt quite fatigued.

Perhaps feeling a bit hungry and having nothing else to do, Jiang Hui decided to find something to keep herself occupied and avoid spiraling deeper into her thoughts.

She opened the refrigerator, took out some large pieces of meat from the freezer, and grabbed fresh fruits and vegetables from the fridge. She focused on preparing the ingredients, planning to treat herself to a big meal to comfort her bruised spirit.

Jiang Hui wasn’t a cooking expert; like most ordinary office workers, her culinary skills were limited to preparing instant meals. However, she could still handle basic ingredients and decided to make a hotpot, which was the most varied but least demanding in terms of cooking techniques.

Indeed, for a lonely person, enjoying a hotpot during tough times could be a delightful experience. This was Jiang Hui’s unique way of relieving stress, a special treat for someone from Blue Star.

She quickly immersed herself in preparing the ingredients, and having something to do helped lift her spirits a bit.

Suddenly, Jiang Hui remembered there were some beef balls in the fridge, so she followed her memory and opened the compartment to see if she could find any.

Jiang Hui paused when she opened the first compartment, because she found that the beef and chicken she had just taken out were now “refilled.” That’s right; they had been reset to their original state. Whatever it looked like before was exactly how it looked now—neither more nor less.

Jiang Hui: …

She didn’t believe it, so she opened the second compartment below, and sure enough, everything she had taken out from there had also returned to its original state. The items in the zero-degree compartment were fewer; she had nearly emptied it before, and now, when she opened it again, everything had been reset one by one, without any increase or decrease.