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Arriving at a laboratory in the confinement section, Black Tower and Screw Goom were standing in the outer area of ​​the laboratory talking. Inside the inner glass curtain wall, there was a life-support device similar to a petri dish, with Chadwick's dream bubble floating in it.

After seeing Xing coming in, the two of them looked at each other, and Screw Gum spoke first: "Two Amber Ages later, Dr. Chadwick finally gained freedom - he is with us now."

Xing asked, "Why is he in a dream?"

Screw-Gum explained the reason: "Dr. Chadwick's nightmare became reality. When his physical body died, the company used the advanced technology provided by the Memory Court to extract the memory in his brain and sealed it in the memory bubble."

Heita added: "They must have been well prepared, so the entire memory migration process was very fast - so fast that even Chadwick's dying self-consciousness was preserved..."

"...That's not enough. Memories preserved in that way are, after all, just a pool of stagnant water; if they are not "stirred" for a long time, everything in the water will die sooner or later."

ScrewGum nodded affirmatively and said, "So, the company came up with a solution - send Chadwick to Pinoconi and maintain the activity of the memory by connecting to the dream state. Speculation: The Technology R&D Department must have managed to reach some kind of agreement with the family."

It went on to say: "For two Amber Ages, Dr. Chadwick has wandered in his dreams under the watchful eye of his family. If it weren't for you, Ms. Star - their watchful eye would have continued."

Xing stared quietly at the dream bubble in the life support device and asked softly, "What now?"

ScrewGum replied, "I think it's time for Dr. Chadwick to take a break."

Heita stood aside and couldn't help but sigh: "What a miracle. Just relying on the little bit of self left in his memory, he can actually compete with the company until now... I really didn't make a mistake in him back then."

[March 7: Huh? Does that mean the potion is useless?]

[ScrewGum: No, ma'am, the potion must have worked while Chadwick was alive, but when his body was annihilated, the potion was no longer effective.]

[Black Swan: With the trace of self-will left when extracting the memory bubble, he was able to persist for such a long time. He deserves the name of a genius.]

ScrewGum responded: "He has always been a genius, Lady Darktower - but his will has not always been so strong."

"Science and technology themselves have no concept of good or evil. For the past few hundred years, he has been "atonement" for an idea he had when he was young."

Heita shrugged. "When I heard Xing Xiaogui mention his whereabouts, I thought I would finally have a chance to get in touch with his research... Unfortunately, I didn't expect that things would turn out like this."

[Hanabi: Hahahahaha, Star, Little, Ghost]

[Xing: This nickname is even worse than Little Gray Hair! ]

【March 7: Poof...】

【Xing: You laugh too! 】

[March 7: We are professionally trained pioneers. No matter how funny something is, we will not laugh.]

[Sambo: Unless you can’t help it.]

【Ahaha: Hahahahahaha. 】

Looking at the life-support devices in the glass curtain wall, ScrewGum introduced: "Those devices can temporarily maintain the activity of the memory bubble. As long as they are turned off, Dr. Chadwick can fall asleep peacefully."

"Ms. Xing, let's send it off together for the last time."

Heita opened the glass door and walked in first. ScrewGum and Xing followed behind and entered the laboratory.

The life support device has a total of three control panels. Black Tower and Screw Gumm each stand in front of one, and so does Xing.

Looking at the facility in front of him, Xing was filled with emotion. What he saw was not only a cold device, but also one-third of Calderon Chadwick's life.

Xing slowly reached out her hand and gently touched the surface of the life support device, feeling the cold touch. She closed her eyes.

After mourning for a moment, Xing took a deep breath and resolutely pressed the shutdown button of the life support device. However, nothing happened.

The world did not respond to the passing of this genius, which made Xing feel a little lost. She had expected some kind of miracle to appear, but reality ruthlessly shattered her fantasy.

rest in peace.

[Xing: After playing with Sanyue, I watched this scene carefully... I always felt like I was killing him with my own hands, and I felt a little sad...]

[Walter: But isn’t this a kind of relief? The person is gone, and only the living can remember him.]

[Hanabi: Little Gray Hair is really sentimental. Don't think too much. The picture is just a bunch of memories. He died a long time ago~]

ScrewGum placed his hand on the operating table, showing emotion and nostalgia. He said softly: "I don't know you very well, Doctor. We have known each other for a hundred years, but we have only met three times."

"But please allow me to call you——"friend"."

After that, ScrewGum also turned off the life support device. Looking at the gradually dissipating dream bubble, ScrewGum said: "This may not be a consolation, but according to my calculations, your research has the potential to save hundreds of millions of lives."

He sighed and continued, "It's a pity that the times have gone with the wind. Before the real disaster strikes, we can only pray - pray that the eyes of the Master of Knowledge will be cast on the next Calderon Chadwick."

Black Tower looked at ScrewGum, blinked, and said, "Hmm...should I say something too?"

Then she looked at the dream bubble in the life support device, hesitated for a moment and said: "Ahem... Dr. Chadwick, although I have never met you in person - but I deeply admire your mind and research."

She took a deep breath and continued, "You know, I don't often praise people... but our research fields overlap a lot. The theory of imaginary number applications you published has inspired me more than once, and even made me... uh... envious."

She paused, a trace of regret flashing in her eyes. "It's a pity that we don't have the chance to work together. From what Screw and that kid said, you've suffered a lot in your life - then sleep well, Doctor."

The Black Tower shut down the last part of the life support system.

Looking at the dream bubble that was gradually dissipating, Heita let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh..." She said: "Is this the end?"

"Well, a peaceful ending. For Dr. Chadwick in his later years, it was a great luxury." ScrewGum responded calmly.

Heita raised his hand to support his chin, and fell into deep thought: "I didn't expect that I would personally see off a colleague from the club. This feeling... is quite strange."