Did the world end today?

Chapter 151 Orchid Stone 2025

Chapter 151 Orchid Stone 2025
After saying goodbye to Qin Feng, Lin Xu couldn't fall asleep again.

He was only slightly relieved when he saw Zhang Liming walk out of the room unharmed the next day.

"Forest worker?"

Zhang Liming smiled warmly and raised his hand to greet Lin Xu.

"Morning."

"You don't look too well. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Lin Xu nodded.

"I didn't get enough rest."

Nonsense, it would be strange if I could rest for a long time.

Lin Xu spent the entire night worried about Zhang Liming's safety. After all, even Shen Li had been stabbed, and Amir Kalamlu was dead. What if the attack targeting him also happened sooner?
It is not impossible.

Fortunately, this is an official guesthouse, so security is generally not a problem.

"I have a breathing technique here, would you like me to teach it to you?"

"Although many things in Taoism are unreliable, especially alchemy, it does have some unique aspects in nourishing the spirit and cultivating the body."

"no need."

Lin Xu waved his hand.

"I'll just do some radio calisthenics with Xu Jin."

"That's not wrong either."

Zhang Liming shrugged and continued:
"I'm going to practice Tai Chi, do you want to come?"

"Don't go."

Lin Xu shook his head and replied:
"Don't go too far, be careful."

"Does this area look dangerous?"

Zhang Liming asked, puzzled:

"Is there anything strange?"

"No, not at the moment, just a reminder."

"understand."

Zhang Liming waved goodbye to Lin Xu, while Lin Xu got into the car and headed towards the temporary laboratory.

He didn't elaborate, since he had already shared all his speculations with the coordination team the previous night. He would leave the communication with the key personnel to the professionals.

His most pressing task now is to accelerate technological progress.

Once fusion and quantum computing technologies are developed, our side will have an insurmountable advantage, at least in the technological race.

A higher position makes it easier to deal with conspiracies and intrigues.

The distance from the guesthouse to the laboratory is not far, only a few minutes' drive.

Lin Xu quickly ate breakfast in the car, and after getting off at his destination, he went straight to the laboratory. At that moment, Wang Yifan, Xu Jin, and other researchers, who hadn't slept all night, also came out of the laboratory.

"What are the data results?"

Lin Xu asked.

"It's hard to describe."

Wang Yifan hesitated slightly before answering:
"Our current level of technology is still too low. We can detect anomalies, but the abnormal data is basically unanalyzable."

"However, the results of the materials experiment are quite good. The properties of the tantalum nanoclusters have been confirmed to have changed. As long as you have the information, we can move on to the formal materials trial production stage."

"We have already set up the magnetic field generating device, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

"clear."

Lin Xu nodded.

"My information is about 70% complete -- can you start the experiment ahead of schedule based on the information we have?"

"Will do."

Wang Yifan nodded and said:

"The existing materials are relatively small in size, so we will try our best to control the number of experiments and keep you updated on the progress of the process."

"Acting on both sides simultaneously can also reduce the consumption of time and energy."

"There's another problem."

"You said."

Lin Xu waited quietly, while Wang Yifan paused slightly before speaking:

"The next technology we need is gravitational wave detection technology."

"The development of applied technology is very rapid, but what can truly drive leapfrog development is the basic theory."

"Gravitational wave detection technology has a higher priority than room temperature superconductivity."

"Room temperature superconductivity can be slower, but if gravitational wave detection can be fast, the faster the better."

"This is also the result of discussions within the coordination group."

"clear."

Lin Xu nodded solemnly.

He trusted the coordination group's judgment—at least even in the world of wristbands 20 years from now, they hadn't made any mistakes in their choice of technological path.

This is something that can be trusted.

Seeing that Wang Yifan and the others were so tired that they could barely keep their eyes open, Lin Xu decided not to disturb them any further.

Just then, Qin Feng walked over.

"Forest worker."

"There's been progress in Jinling."

Lin Xu knew that the progress he was referring to must be the progress of the interrogation.

So he got into the car with Qin Feng and took the report from his hand, which had just been printed out and was still warm.

"The interrogation of Ayana has begun."

"This time, we're serious."

"She is easier to break through than Zhou Yue."

"So far, she has revealed some information."

Lin Xu's eyes lit up.

"what news?"

Is it related to mind control?

Qin Feng slowly shook his head.

"It's not that far yet."

"But she was certain that this wasn't the first time she had met Zhou Yue."

"The first time they met was in 2023."

"How did you meet him?"

Lin Xu asked in astonishment:

"At this time, Zhou Yue is still in China, right?"

"How could he possibly meet Ayana without a travel history?" "That's the problem."

Qin Feng let out a soft breath.

"They met on the high seas."

"This proves that Zhou Yue's actual power may already be quite considerable."

Lin Xu's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Is it related to the West?

Qin Feng nodded slowly.

"It's very likely related to the CIA."

Meanwhile, in Boston, Massachusetts, USA, inside a safe house belonging to the FBI.

The air conditioner temperature has been set to the lowest setting, and white mist is even spraying out of the vents.

A forensic doctor, wearing full protective gear, is performing a craniotomy on a body on a morgue table.

The bone saw in his hand spun, sending bone fragments flying into the air. Two security personnel, also dressed in protective suits but clearly carrying weapons, waited nearby, waved their hands in disgust, and took a step back.

As if noticing their movements, the forensic doctor shook his head unhappily and said:

"Gentlemen, if you are not used to this kind of scene, you are perfectly free to leave here."

"You don't need to stay in the morgue anymore—do you think I'd eat a corpse?"

"Or do you think I'd pry a few gold teeth out of his mouth to resell?"

"These Indians don't have the habit of wearing gold teeth, I..."

"Stop joking, Charlie."

A security guard interrupted:

“This is no joke. The importance of this body is far beyond your imagination.”

"We must find out exactly how he died."

"How did you die?"

The forensic pathologist named Charlie shrugged.

"Isn't it obvious? He pressed a .22 caliber pistol against his chin and fired a shot; the bullet went through his mouth and into his brain."

“I don’t even need to open his brain to determine the extent of his brain injury. Is it really necessary to go to such lengths just for a report?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the security guard said impatiently:
"Please, just do your job."

"After the basic work is completed, someone will come to take over for further inspection."

"We don't care about all that, we're just responsible for execution."

"clear."

Charlie nodded thoughtfully, then focused intently on cutting off a whole ring of the skull. After careful observation, he said:
"Just as I thought, my whole brain has been turned into a complete mess."

"This is a .22 bullet. Although it has low power, once it gets into the brain, it will move around wildly in the cranial cavity."

"Look, the bullet is right here, me."

"do not move!"

The security personnel immediately stopped him and then said:

"Don't move yet. We need to wait for the others to arrive before deciding on the next inspection item."

"So troublesome?"

Charlie asked in surprise:

"What's the point of examining this? Do you want to reassemble his brain and then read the information inside it?"

After he finished speaking, the security personnel opposite him sighed heavily.

"Believe me, if it were really possible to do that, those guys would give the order without hesitation."

Charlie was taken aback.

He vaguely sensed something from the other person's tone.
Something unusual.

It's not the kind of "reverence" that subordinates have for their superiors.

It's more like a kind of
fear?

He wisely refrained from asking any more questions, and just then, the door to the morgue was suddenly pushed open.

The man who entered was dressed in a suit and tie, and before Charlie could even speak, he had already pulled out his identification from his pocket.

Charlie took a look.

CIA.

His brows furrowed momentarily.

He knew that within the country, cases that could be linked to the CIA were generally only a handful.
terrorism.

So, could the body lying on the morgue be that of a notorious terrorist?
Suicide terrorist?
Something just doesn't feel right.
Charlie nodded after verifying the other person's identification, and the other person immediately asked:
How intact was the deceased's brain tissue?

"Oh no, it's all broken."

Upon hearing Charlie's words, the man leaned forward to take a look, then shook his head helplessly.

"Damn it, we reacted too slowly."

He shouldn't have died here.

"Forget it, let's pack up his body."

“Send it to Washington, it will be useful to us.”

At a command, two Homeland Security agents immediately stepped forward. Charlie tried to help, but the man stopped him.

"Sign the documents first."

"I regret to inform you, Mr. Charlie, that you will likely be tied to us."

"You have no right to say no."

“If you refuse, I will arrest you for treason.”

"I didn't intend to refuse."