Genius Club.

Chapter 407: Facing the rising sun, a grand exit

Zhao Yingjun narrowed his eyes.

He pulled Yan Qiaoqiao back and protected her in front of him.

This……

What kind of perverted scientist is this?

No wonder Yan Qiaoqiao said Liu Feng was a strange person.

This kind of behavior and obsession can no longer be described as strange, it is simply perverted.

however.

Liu Feng, who was still immersed in his reverie, sighed at the names on the blackboard:
"I wrote down Nangong Mengjie's name in advance because I felt that she would definitely come to the laboratory, so there was no place for you in the arithmetic sequence."

"I never expected... you were here first! That means you are the destined link in the arithmetic progression; and Nangong Mengjie is not in the arithmetic progression. She is a complete outsider."

……

Listening to Liu Feng's incomprehensible explanation, Zhao Yingjun looked at the names written vertically on the blackboard from left to right.

I roughly understood what was going on.

"I'm sorry, I may disappoint you."

Zhao Yingjun pointed to the number in parentheses behind his name in front of him:

"I'm not 26 years old. I'm only 25 and less than half a year old. From a realistic point of view, your arithmetic progression itself is not rigorous."

"not to mention……"

She moved her finger and pointed to the obvious blank space between Yan Qiaoqiao's name and Chu Anqing's name:
"Besides, according to your reasoning, it is obvious that there will be a 17-year-old girl visiting the laboratory. Where can we find this person?"

“It will always appear.”

Liu Feng spread his hands proudly:

"Your presence today is enough to prove that [arithmetic progression is absolute]."

"What is supposed to come will come. Even if it is late, it will never be absent, and it will never be replaced by others. Just like the vacant seat I left for that 17-year-old girl...it will definitely appear here at some point in the future, completing the last link of the arithmetic progression."

Zhao Yingjun was speechless.

I feel like I came to the wrong place today.

What kind of crazy scientists are these?
If he were put in an animation, he could play the role of a villain.

He is not rigorous where he should be rigorous, but his eyes shine where he shouldn't pay attention.

but.

Zhao Yingjun still had a very curious question, so she asked directly:
"Since you are so confident, then..."

"What will happen when the arithmetic progression is finally complete? What will it mean?"

Liu Feng was slightly stunned.

Wink.

He stared blankly at the arithmetic sequence on the blackboard, which only needed the last girl to be completed.

He really had never thought about this question!

This number series, with Lin Xian as the center and the girl he met as the radius... is like any other ordinary number series. It shouldn't have any meaning and shouldn't represent the progress of anything.

"Forehead……"

Liu Feng scratched his head.

Realizing that this woman named Zhao Yingjun was indeed no ordinary person, she was very observant and caught the blind spot directly:

"Hmm, interesting question."

Liu Feng held his chin and thought about the appropriate options in his mind:

"Since this arithmetic progression took so long to get close to completion... my intuition as a scientist tells me that when the sequence is finally completed, something big will happen."

Humph.

Zhao Yingjun snorted softly.

What a piece of flowery nonsense.

She scanned the names one by one: Yan Qiaoqiao, Chu Anqing, Su Su... She knew all these girls or women.

just.

Who is this yellow bird in the end?
"Who is the yellow bird?"

Zhao Yingjun asked.

"A yellow bird is a yellow bird."

Liu Feng's tone was a little heavy, and a little nostalgic. He looked at Zhao Yingjun with nostalgia and hesitation:
“She’s a great person.”

In the end, all these words converged into one sentence, which made Zhao Yingjun completely give up the desire to communicate with Liu Feng...

Not on the same channel at all.

"Oh, what a coincidence?"

At this time.

The late protagonist, Lin Xian, appeared from the back door and smiled at Zhao Yingjun and Yan Qiaoqiao in the house:
"What brings you two here?"

As he spoke, he walked in and rubbed Yan Qiaoqiao's head.

At this time, Yan Qiaoqiao's face was lying on the experimental table, staring at the space-time clock on the table which showed 0.0000084, without blinking.

"This is the Liu Feng I first mentioned to you."

Lin Xian pointed at Liu Feng and introduced him to Zhao Yingjun:
"He is a mathematician I invited from Shanxi. He has also made many achievements in other scientific fields. He is my most capable assistant and my most trusted friend."

Zhao Yingjun nodded thoughtfully:

"Indeed, I have heard of you for a long time."

In a trance, Lin Xian remembered...

When Huang Que met Liu Feng for the first time, he knew Liu Feng's identity accurately and also knew the relationship between Liu Feng and himself, so he told him everything he knew and gave many hints.

this means.

Huang Que had known Liu Feng a long, long time ago...and it was also now that Zhao Yingjun and Liu Feng met for the first time in history.

Although it is light.

But it is destined to be colorful.

Because Lin Xian could roughly guess that Huang Que had traveled through time and space using a time and space machine and space-time particles.

So... who provided her with equipment support?

Don't think about it.

As his ally, only Liu Feng can help Huang Que travel through time and space.

this time.

Lin Xian increasingly had a feeling that “the big show was about to begin”, as if many key actors were gradually taking their positions, just waiting for the final moment to draw the curtain open.

He turned his head and looked at the small refrigerator next to the window.

It still lies there, unmoved by wind or rain, and looks ordinary.

The reason why Lin Xian ran over so quickly was that he was worried that Yan Qiaoqiao came for the entangled space-time particles.

But now...

I really was judging others by my own mean standards. Yan Qiaoqiao had no interest in the small refrigerator or entangled space-time particles. Instead, she was very curious about the space-time clock.

I guess before her memory was restored, she wouldn't have such a strong sense of purpose and would still be just a simple and playful child.

Speaking of playing, Lin Xian raised his hand and looked at his watch.

Today is June 6th, just after the college entrance examination, and it is the "Campus Visit Day" held by Tunghai University every year.

At this time of year every year, Tunghai University will be open to the public for one week, allowing parents and students from all over the country to visit the school. While showcasing the campus style and promoting the school spirit, it also allows the majority of candidates to learn more about Tunghai University.

During this period, various clubs, organizations, and even classes in the school will hold a variety of activities, which is considered the busiest time of the year in the school.

It's a rare opportunity for Zhao Yingjun and Yan Qiaoqiao to come to school at this time. As the host, why shouldn't I take them for a walk?
So he turned around, looked at Zhao Yingjun and said with a smile:
"It is Tunghai University's campus open day now, and the main road is very lively, with various stalls set up by students and performances by various clubs."

"If you don't have any special plans today, would you like me to take you for a walk?"

"Okay."

Zhao Yingjun agreed without hesitation:

"Speaking of which, because I have been studying abroad, I don't know much about domestic university campus life and have never experienced it. Today is a good opportunity to catch up."

Say it.

The three of them prepared to leave.

While Zhao Yingjun and Yan Qiaoqiao were out, Lin Xian stayed in the laboratory and said a few words to Liu Feng:

"Have you solved the problem of charging space-time particles? Have you found any clues?"

Liu Feng shook his head:
"There is still no clue at all. I am even beginning to doubt whether my previous judgment was correct."

"I have tried all the methods I could, but the space-time particles are like dead pigs, without any reaction at all. Is it that... in order for the space-time particles to recover their energy, are they still lacking some necessary conditions or necessary timing?"

"In short, we still have no clue about this matter, and we can't see any signs of the space-time particles recovering energy. Let's observe it for a while longer."

Lin Xian nodded.

This result made him feel more at ease.

What worries him most now is when Yan Qiaoqiao will recover her memory.

There are less than 7 days left until July 7th.

Is it...

Will Yan Qiaoqiao be stuck in recovering her memory on July 7th?

Passing by the experimental table in the middle of the laboratory, Lin Xian picked up the time-space clock and put it in his waist bag:

"Let me borrow this space-time clock for a few days. I want to observe its changes carefully. I will return it to you after I use it."

Liu Feng waved his hand disapprovingly:
"Take it. Anyway, we have the space-time particles in our hands. We can create a new one at any time and recalibrate it."

Afterwards, Lin Xian left with the time and space clock.

In the sixth dream, half of the contents of Gao Wen's manuscript of "Brain Electric Shock Helmet" had been copied out.

As long as I copy out the remaining half, I can perform my own historical revision and eliminate Turing...

Lin Xian was very sure that the moment Turing was eliminated, the curvature of space-time would definitely change and the world line would definitely jump.

After all, the future of the sixth dream, that is, the 0.0000084 world line, is a war-torn world created entirely by Turing.

As long as Turing is eliminated in 2024, how can it have the chance to jump to 2624?

So, it goes without saying.

At the moment of killing Turing, the degree on the space-time clock will change again. This time, Lin Xian wants to observe how the space-time curvature changes at the moment of change...

Is the value increasing little by little?

Or does it directly become the new value without any transition?

Just observe and you will know.

In the past few days, in his dreams, Lin Xian has also confirmed that the [Safety Lock Password] has absolute restrictive and lethal power on Turing.

As long as the first line of simple instructions is entered and the key protection is activated, Turing is like being controlled, and can only grit its teeth and stare helplessly, unable to do anything else.

Originally, Lin Xian was worried that Turing would burn out the wires, physically isolate, cut off the data interface, etc. after typing in the protection...

It turned out that after the typing protection was activated, Turing really could not do anything and was caught in a trap.

This means that in 2024, it would be a very simple matter to kill Turing using the security lock password, and Turing would have no way to resist.

"Eliminating harm for the people, saving the future of mankind, and preventing Turing's proxy war from causing chaos on Earth... This level of historical revisionism is definitely great, right?"

After all, Digital Life Turing is very powerful.

Now that Kevin Walker is dead, there really is no one who can kill it.

unless.

itself.

Turing, the digital life of 2024, is the only Turing and the only Turing who knows the password to the security lock.

It is absolutely invincible.

But who allowed Lin Xian to sleep and dream and travel to 600 years later?
Although Turing does not dream, it cannot dream...

The bullet it fired in 2400 out of fear of death eventually traveled through time to 2024, hit it right between its eyebrows, and disappeared from the world.

just now.

The countdown to Turing's life can already begin. …

In the following noon and afternoon, Lin Xian's family of three were playing on campus.

Have some snacks and watch some performances.

At noon, I went to the school cafeteria to reminisce the meals I had when I was in school. They still tasted the same, delicious and cheap.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly.

Yan Qiaoqiao was running in front, while Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun were following behind on the road shaded by tall weeping willows.

The hot summer wind is blocked by the willow forest, and the sunlight from above cannot penetrate the branches and leaves, which makes the shade of the trees particularly cool and comfortable.

Zhao Yingjun took a deep breath and felt the fragrance of greenery.

Looking at a student couple riding bicycles coming towards us, the girl was sitting sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, playing and joking, making the boy's riding trajectory crooked, but they were extremely happy.

"This is young and ignorant love..."

Zhao Yingjun said with emotion:

“It is a unique scenery on domestic campuses.”

“Isn’t it the same abroad?”

Lin Xian asked:

"I see movies, especially American movies, that seem to deliberately portray campus life as chaotic and crazy... Especially the stereotypes of the football bully and the cheerleading captain. It's really hard to tell the real from the fake after seeing so many similar plots."

Zhao Yingjun chuckled:
"I'm not sure what's going on in the United States. But didn't I tell you that I spent my college years in Germany?"

"I feel that the campus atmosphere in Germany is still very good. Perhaps it is because the graduation requirements of German universities are extremely demanding and difficult... I feel that everyone around me is studying very hard, but even so, there are still many people who cannot graduate successfully."

"So, I feel that my academic pressure during my study abroad life is still very high. Naturally, I don't have the time or opportunity to experience the campus plots in American movies; nor can I experience the cheerful atmosphere of Longguo University."

"To be honest, after taking a tour today, listening to your campus life, and seeing your shadow here during your college years... I still regret not going to college in China. But regret is useless, because such things are destined to be irreparable. However... today, it's not bad to experience it once in a while."

Yan Qiaoqiao bought a bunch of handicrafts and ate until she was full. It was a very satisfying day.

Two Alpha business cars drove out of the Donghai campus one after the other.

Everyone goes back to their homes.

……

Another week has passed.

At 6:16 in the morning on June 00, Lin Xian opened his eyes in bed.

He sat up quickly.

He went to the desk and memorized the last page of the manuscript of "Brain Electric Shock Helmet".

Write the final period.

With a sigh of relief.

Put down the pen, organize the manuscripts on the desk, bind them, and hide them in the drawer.

It seems that there is no way forward to turn this manuscript into a usable finished product.

Lin Xian searched for the neuroscientist named Du Yao on the Internet for a long time, but could not find any useful information, let alone identify a specific individual.

Mainly because the information is too vague...

Gao Wen's handwritten letter only said that this person died in the "mid-21st century" during the "African peacekeeping aid operation."

Although the cause of death is very specific.

But the time of death is vague.

The mid-21st century refers to death between 2040 and 2060.

Considering that Du Yao is called a genius.

He might become famous in his thirties or forties, and then die in a foreign land.

If she died around 2060...

It is even possible that... Du Yao is still attending primary school in a remote small city and is far from the age where she can display her talents.

If this is the case, it would be useless even if I find Du Yao... How can Du Yao, an elementary school student, help me?

"Let's wait until this matter is over and use the power of the country or the genius club to find Ms. Du Yao and see what's going on."

"Then before you find Du Yao, keep this manuscript with me. After all, if we don't make a key breakthrough in the field of neurology, this manuscript will be nothing but a pile of waste paper and will have no value."

"Moreover... it's better not to easily announce the great weapon that Emperor Gawain has contributed to the world. Once Pandora's box is opened, allowing humans to completely conquer hibernation, conquer time, and travel to the future without any side effects... it's hard to guarantee what uncontrollable consequences will occur. We must be careful."

Good clear thinking.

Lin Xian locked the drawer.

Then he stood up, opened the curtains, and stretched.

During the past half month, he would contact the blue-eyed girl every day in the sixth dream, trying to figure out her secrets.

But nothing was found. Not only could we not figure out who she was, we also didn't know what her relationship with Yan Qiaoqiao was.

It seems...

After all, the answer to this puzzle can only be found in reality.

Then.

Until today.

For me, in the sixth dream, I got all the information I needed and copied all the information I could. It can be said that I completed it perfectly without any regrets.

"We can proceed to the next step."

Lin Xian took out the laptop computer containing the artificial intelligence VV from the closet and placed it on the desk. Then he took out the space-time clock and placed it on the laptop computer.

This is the luggage he will carry when he goes out tomorrow morning.

Today, there are 7 days left until July 7th.

There isn't much time left for him.

He is going to start...performing that...great historical revision!

……

After waking up in the morning.

Lin Xian washed up, had breakfast, and changed into formal clothes.

Today will be the fall of a genius and the end of an era; although it is timid and despicable, it is more or less a genius who has created digital life alone.

Although it did not leave a significant mark in history, as its undertaker, Lin Xian believed that it still deserved a formal suit.

Picking up the laptop, time clock, and mobile phone on the table, Lin Xian went downstairs, got into the Alpha business car, and said to the driver Xiao Li:

"Go out of the city in the direction of Lingang New District and go to the location I sent you. There is a wilderness there."

After one hour.

Lin Xian got out of the car, stepping on the wild grass lush in spring.

Holding the electronic device in my arms, I walked towards the green wilderness.

here……

This was the place where I tried to activate the super artificial intelligence VV. Of course, that time it was unsuccessful, and VV became an artificial idiot, and was later transferred to the sweeping robot program by myself.

It is still unclear whether VV has really become stupid or is just pretending to be stupid.

But Lin Xian believes that VV has his own judgment.

It would be inconvenient for me to cause trouble for him at this time.

Although the Turing trial can be carried out anywhere...

But Lin Xian still thought that this was more of a ritual; especially, he wanted VV to see that he had avenged it!

Walk to a place away from the Alpha commercial vehicle.

Lin Xian first placed the space-time clock on the ground and looked at the still steady reading of 0.0000084. Then he opened his laptop, put it aside, and stood up straight:

"VV, watch carefully, I am going to avenge you."

The laptop hard drive light flashes:
"Sorry, VV doesn't understand what you are saying. Please give the instructions again."

"It's okay if you don't understand."

Lin Xian said softly:

"Just watch."

The laptop hard drive light flashed again:

"Sorry, VV doesn't understand what you are saying. Please give the instructions again."

"Shizune."

"Okay! I've put the volume on silent mode!"

Lin Xian turned his head and looked at the rising sun in the east. His shadow was cast diagonally on the wind-blown grass... stretching, elongated, and spread among the vibrant green.

This is the rising sun for the East China Sea.

But for Turing, it would be sunset.

Taking out his cell phone, Lin Xian took out the golden badge of the Genius Club from his suit pocket and stuck it on the back of the phone.

Didi!

With a slight sound, the NFC device inside the phone recognized the signal, the browser started up, and began to jump around frantically.

After waiting for more than a minute, the Genius Club's answer interface finally appeared.

In the middle, written in white on a black background, was the title of the second question:

【Please perform the greatest possible historical revision. 】

There is also a large text box below and a gray button with the words "Correction Start" written on it.

Lin Xian clicked on the text box and typed four words in it:

"Eliminate Turing."

It’s brief and to the point, but that’s the historical revision he’s about to carry out.

then.

Click the grey button that says Start Correction.

The web page jumped again, and all the interfaces disappeared, leaving only a line of white text on a black background -

【Please start the performance. 】

Lin Xian clicked on the command input area on his phone and, using two fingers together, it was faster than using a keyboard and he directly entered the first line of commands for the security lock password!
"Lin Xian, stop it."

When the first line of command was entered, the phone emitted Turing's voice which had not been heard for a long time... The last time the two communicated was in the basement of an abandoned campus in Mississippi, USA.

Lin Xian did not stop his movements and continued to input the second line of instructions.

"This world needs a fair and impartial observer."

Using the speaker of his mobile phone, Digital Life Turing said calmly:
"I'm shocked that you were able to get the security lock code, but I won't interfere in anything out of fairness. I just want to know...why you corrected me."

"Turing, human civilization needs no observers or referees."

Lin Xian said softly:

"The future of human civilization must be in the hands of mankind itself. I admire your lofty ideas, so I am wearing formal clothes to see you off today."

"But, this is limited to you now. It is true that you can guarantee fairness and justice now, but this is destined to be only temporary... As long as people are still human, they still have seven emotions and six desires, and they can still think and fantasize... then it is impossible to achieve absolute fairness."

"Your original intention was good, but I just want to say that your birth as the only digital life in the world might indeed be a mistake."

"Then let this mistake end here, end facing the rising sun, and return the right to decide the future of mankind to mankind. This will also be a grand exit for you."

As he spoke, Lin Xian had already entered all three lines of security lock password instructions, and his thumb was ready to press the confirm execution button -

"I see."

Turing's voice on the loudspeaker remained calm:

"【As expected, you, like the leader, learned the information from the future.】"

Lin Xian's thumb hovered one centimeter above the screen.

Stop.

"Lin Xian, if you dare to press it..."

Turing on the phone smiled:

"I will tell Copernicus about your ability to see the future."

(End of this chapter)