People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

What was the relationship between me and Jiang Mo like in the past? Why did I choose to erase this part of my memory?

Many questions lingered in her mind, but instead of making her irritable, they made her eyes brighter.

She really couldn't stay in this office for even a second, and she wanted to find a way to answer these questions for herself!

Looking at the black tower with its eyes glowing faintly, the black swan breathed a sigh of relief, as if it had accomplished some extremely important responsibility.

In the eyes of Heita and Ruan Mei, she, as a rememberer, had no reason to deceive them, because deceiving them... would not benefit her at all.

But it is obvious that for the black swan, which came here with a certain mission, this deception is necessary and beneficial.

It was only because of the information gap and the fact that the black swan itself was cleverly disguised that the possible disputes were avoided.

Thinking of this, Black Swan turned his head slightly, looking at the back that he had been thinking about day and night, and his heartbeat began to speed up slightly.

But she soon calmed down her restless heart, and then said softly:

"Perhaps... after this matter is over, I can use some other means to 'investigate' Mr. Jiang Mo's past."

"If this is the case... maybe it will be helpful to you."

Hearing Black Swan's words, Ruan Mei nodded slightly, and then also locked her eyes on Jiang Mo.

For her, there are very few creatures in this world who can arouse her emotions, and Jiang Mo is one of them.

At this moment, Ruan Mei was even thinking... should she "borrow" Jiang Mo from the Black Tower for a few days after this matter was over, study him for a year or two, and then return him.

He may have the ability to reincarnate similar to the Vajra Clan, and also have the characteristics that attract the attention of Aha and Fu Li... Any one of these two points is enough to study for a long time.

Just now, she was even thinking... If she couldn't draw any conclusions from Jiang Mo, could she draw them from his offspring?

Of course, this thought only lasted for a brief moment and was quickly extinguished by her own self.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the already somewhat excited Black Tower, a look of helplessness appearing on her face.

"Given the current situation...I don't think Black Tower will ever lend him to me, right?"

"Instead of doing this, it's better to continue observing what he does. Maybe we can find more."

At this point, the three women with different thoughts seemed to have reached some kind of consensus, standing quietly in front of the screen and watching this memory from the black tower.

"Ahahahahahaha~ Ahha, I knew things would become more and more interesting. Let me see... what conclusion can you come to in the end?"

"Or rather... 'Intelligence' and 'Memory', oh yeah, and of course 'Joy', which of these three will come out on top?"

As the old saying of Xianzhou goes, three women make a play, let alone three women "each with their own ulterior motives" performing on the same stage.

It's no wonder that Ah Ha is so happy. After all, for this god of fun...the thing that cannot be let down in this world is "drama".

It is a rare opportunity to have two envoys and a rememberer as "actors" on stage.

......

At the same time, in the "Galactic Library" Ismail, which was several jump units away from the Black Tower Space Station, a long-sealed timed file was silently released at this moment.

As the garbled code on the first page of the archive slowly disappeared, the secret that had been hidden for who knows how many Amber Ages finally saw the light of day.

[File 001: Founder of the "Yongzhongyuan" of the Bozhi Society - Jiang Mo]

Chapter 42: The Arrival of the "Lord of Silence" and the Prologue of the Discussion (4k)

"So that's how it works. By converting solitary waves into rhythmic musical scores, and then combining them with powerful computing power, we can transform ordinary musical scores into mathematical models, and ultimately derive the final variable of the solitary wave algorithm..."

Pertivia looked at the two younger generations in front of him with great admiration, and a hint of emotion flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Since I proposed the solitary wave algorithm, my status in the society has risen steadily, eventually reaching the position I hold today."

"Because of my position, I've seen many amazingly talented so-called geniuses, but if I compare them with you two..."

Pertivia chuckled and shook her head. "That's like a firefly trying to compete with the bright moon. You two are the true geniuses."

Having said that, Pertivia paused for a moment, then turned her head to look at the black tower standing next to Jiang Mo, with a meaningful and kind smile on her face.

"You two possess extraordinary imagination and execution. From an academic perspective, you are not just geniuses, but a true match made in heaven."

Hearing this, Heita, who had basically not spoken since entering the door, blinked slightly, and then whispered four words -

"Thanks for the compliment."

Heita's words made Pertivia slightly stunned, then she raised her head slightly, and when she saw the helpless smile on Jiang Mo's face, the smile on her face became more intense.

Of course, from the perspectives of Jiang Mo and Heita, Pativia's smile became a little strange, as if she had some hidden meaning.

But soon, the doctor from the Institute of Knowledge coughed twice lightly and took the initiative to bring the topic back to where it had deviated a little.

She will not interfere in young people's affairs, especially those related to love.

In her opinion, love is something that happens naturally and cannot be forced.

"Speaking of which... Miss Heita, did you have any questions for me just now? I've been asking questions for a long time now, and now it's your turn."

The old woman took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, as if she was prepared to answer questions for a long time.

Heita pursed his lips and thought for a moment before asking:

"According to you, you're just an ordinary person, and the solitary wave algorithm problem was actually a gift from the Star God. So, can I understand that..."

"You've actually met the 'Star God of Wisdom', Boshizun, right?"

Hearing Heita's words, the smile on Pertivia's face suddenly froze, but soon returned to normal, and then she shook her head gently.

"To be more precise, it's not 'seeing the Star God,' but rather feeling a lingering echo of His thoughts."

At this point, a hint of reminiscence appeared on Pativia's face. She was trying hard to recall the past that had passed for hundreds of years.

"I have always believed that even a mediocre person can sometimes catch a glimpse of genius."

“After the school war ended, I went to Ismail to protest, just like other marginalized scholars whose computing power was taken away.”

"Perhaps it was my anger at having my research on Gu Bo destroyed in that 'migration,' or perhaps it was a simple sense of justice that led me to the front of the parade."

“I saw those armed archaeologists, and I also saw those high-ranking figures who controlled the vast majority of computing power.”

"At this moment, I stumbled upon a flash of genius—if I could overlook this solitary wave like those great figures, would the answer I came up with be different?"

Having said that, Pertivia paused for a moment, then looked at Jiang Mo and said softly:

"Just like what Mr. Jiang Mo did, he transformed the solitary wave into a musical score and derived the derivation formula of the last variable, while I transformed the solitary wave into a spatial dimension model and deduced the essence of the solitary wave."

"The essence of that signal is a ripple that permeates the imaginary background. It originates from an unknown point and disappears in a distant and unreachable range. This also provides me with a further research idea."

"In the following research process, I devoted myself to finding a model that could accurately describe the starting point of this solitary wave, and... I succeeded."

"I followed the model's guidance and flew to the core of Rupert II's legacy—the Scepter system, a cast iron throne."

"Perhaps it was the aftermath of the Mechanical Emperor's thoughts. When I saw that cast iron throne, I felt no emotion at all, only an endless thirst for knowledge."

"I know that the throne is a tool used by the Mechanical Emperor to expand his thinking. I only need to sit on it and ask questions to the scepter system. Then I can expand my brain - and be crowned as the genius predicted!"

An unprecedented fanaticism appeared on Pativia's face. Even after hundreds of years, every time she brought up this matter, her heart would beat faster than ever before.

But now her old body could not bear such emotional fluctuations. The fanaticism lasted for less than a second before she began to cough violently.

As time passed, Partivia's cough gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared, and she changed from a fanatical scholar to a kind and gentle old woman.

"However... after I connected my consciousness to the scepter system, I suddenly remembered the lady I had talked to several times."

“She always wears candy-colored dresses and carries a hint of sweet candy scent. Although her face is always blurry, her words are always concise and to the point.”

"Her words are as sharp and precise as a scalpel, always able to cut through my doubts and clear up my confusion, which also makes me...feel ashamed of myself."

Pertivia smiled self-deprecatingly, a look of relief appearing on his old face.

"I know very well that I am not a 'genius', but just a 'mediocre person'. I have no right to crown myself as such."

"After a brief hesitation, I gave up on self-coronation and turned to a new direction—"

"Use the 'Scepter' system to observe the thoughts of the 'Knowledge Master' and receive a moment of reflection from 'the end of the intellectual destiny'."

"And the Scepter System was incredibly obedient to me, the long-absent 'new king.' They helped me gather fragments of his thoughts, and countless pieces of knowledge flooded into my mind in an instant."

"Then, I saw knowledge as vast as the ocean, but I was lost and helpless—because I couldn't understand this knowledge at all. I could only mechanically memorize it, and then... return to reality."

Having said that, Partivia's story came to an end. She paused for a moment and then sighed softly.

"This is... the cause and effect of the solitary wave algorithm problem."

"Ms. Black Tower, I have not met the Lord of Knowledge. I have merely gleaned a portion of what should have been the 'brilliance of genius' through the legacy of the Mechanical Emperor Rupert II."

“I am not a ‘genius’, but a ‘mediocre’ in the truest sense.”

"..."

After hearing what Partivia said, Heita fell into a long silence. After a while, he nodded slightly and said softly:

"I see. Thank you for your answer."

After getting the accurate answer, Heita raised his head slightly and looked at Jiang Mo beside him, indicating that he had obtained the answer he wanted and could leave.

Jiang Mo nodded in understanding, then slowly stood up with Heita, and bowed slightly to the old woman in front of him to show his respect to his senior.

"Thank you for your answer, Dr. Pavitia. It's getting late. The academic conference is about to begin, and we...should leave."

"Well, I should be the one thanking you two for being willing to chat with an old woman like me."

Pertivia smiled and nodded to the two of them, then watched these two true "geniuses" leave her room.

Snapped--

As Jiang Mo closed the wooden door, Pativia slowly let out a breath, and then leaned back in the chair as if exhausted.

Those old yet bright eyes looked at the ceiling quietly, and murmured in a low voice:

"Maybe...I really am the one who admits—"

Before the word "wrong" came out of Partivia's mouth, an inexplicable feeling of fatigue instantly swept over her consciousness, causing her to close her eyes in a daze.

After this inexplicable slumber, a candy-colored figure suddenly appeared in the room.

She lowered her head slightly, and looked at the sleeping Pativia in silence for a long time. After a while, she said softly:

"You're not mistaken, it's him."

"Thank you for mentioning my characteristics. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to find this place by following the law of cause and effect."

"Have a good night's sleep. When you wake up... you'll find your mind is clearer than ever before, and you'll be able to live a few more years."

"Consider this my reward to you."

After saying this, the uninvited guest with a blurry face paused for a moment, and after a while, he murmured in a low voice:

"You actually still remember me...Brother?"

"When you mentioned my name before, your emotions were full of joking and teasing, with occasional tenderness, but why..."

“But this time it’s ‘fear’?”

"Is it because you don't want me to disturb your current life? Or..."

"Is it because of this new student you accepted?"

After saying that, the candy-colored figure fell into a long silence, and after a while, he uttered a somewhat creepy sentence.

"I'll get to the bottom of this, tonight."

As soon as the words fell, the figure that frightened countless people disappeared in the room, leaving only Pertivia lying on the chair and sleeping, without leaving the slightest trace.

——It was as if she had never been there.

......

"Welcome everyone to this 'Universal Academic Forum'. I am the person in charge of recording this forum, Kolhassan from the 'Zhumo School'..."

Heita held his chin with one hand, looked at the white-bearded old man who was talking on the podium, and yawned out of boredom.

"How long will this guy's personal speech last?" She turned to look at Jiang Mo beside her and asked boredly.

"It depends on the situation. Some leaders don't like to talk and just go through the motions before entering the formal discussion stage, while others are chatty themselves. And this Mr. Kol Hassan... is clearly the latter."

Jiang Mo shrugged somewhat helplessly, seeming a little helpless as well.