Genius club

Little Johnny

Little Johnny rubbed his painful knees and gritted his teeth as he chased him to the alley, only to find that... the tall gentleman who had just rescued him had walked away and entered a gorgeously decorated hotel.

He stayed silent for a long time and continued to follow.

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It's getting late.

Lin Xian walked into the hotel and came to the front desk, ready to check in.

The dissipation of the first generation Zhuang CC was regrettable and made him heartbroken; but after his emotions were released, he also understood that this was an ending that was destined to be unchangeable.

At the same time, it was also the purpose of his trip to 1952.

Only by witnessing the formation process of the Millennium Pile with your own eyes can you deduce the truth about its origin and then find a way to save CC, Chu Anqing, and all Millennium Piles.

And now.

It's time to take the next step... to see if you can dream.

Select a room at the front desk and register.

Lin Xian wrote [Douglas]'s name on the roster.

After taking a look at it, the waiter took the room card and note with both hands and handed them over:

"Mr. Douglas, this is your room card. Please come here and take the elevator."

The service in high-end hotels is really good. There are dedicated staff who will deliver Lin Xian to the door of the room.

After closing the door.

Lin Xian took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.

Looking back into the room.

Silence, silence, emptiness.

There is no chirping CC, no figure swinging her legs on the bed, no Brooklyn girl lamenting the luxurious facilities.

At this moment, Lin Xian truly understood what CC said:

"This room is indeed too big."

He took out a small white square gift box from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Open.

Take out the $20 silver watch inside.

The hour and minute hands were still clicking and turning, and the right knob needed to be turned to tighten the internal spring. Each twist seemed to be twisting on Lin Xian's nerves, making him feel more and more empty and cold in Brooklyn in 1952.

Finished winding up.

The time on the dial shows 00:12 am.

Opening the wrinkled note inside the gift box, I looked at the English words written by CC on it:

[Daylight saving time will end starting tomorrow, remember to set your watch back one hour~]

It's past midnight now.

On a new day, November 3, daylight saving time in 1952 ended and winter time officially arrived.

Lin Xian pulled up the knob and turned it counterclockwise, making the hour hand go back to 23:12 on the previous day.

What a pity.

The hour hand can go back, but time cannot go back.

Even if the dial is moved back, it is just self-deception and cannot change anything, just like this locked history.

Lin Xian clenched the watch in his hand.

This is the only thing that the first-generation Zhuang CC left to herself, and it is also the only trace she left in this world.

"I have to find a way to take this watch back."

he said softly.

However, now the problem arises.

If we want to bring this watch back to 2024, it will only take a few decades. There are many ways, and many buildings and commercial institutions still exist.

But there is no going back to 2024...

The kite string on the back of his head is connected to the time and space of 2234, which is almost 300 years ago.

300 years is enough time to corrode the Brooklyn Bridge, enough time for the clock tower of the Williamsburg Savings Bank to collapse, and enough time for the Empire State Building to cease to exist.

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300 years is too long, and perhaps nothing in 1952 will last 300 years.

Even if we dig a hole and bury the watch now, it is difficult to guarantee whether there will be any plan to dig up the land in 300 years.

in the end……

"How to bring this watch back to 2234 intact?"

Lin Xian hoped to come up with a foolproof method.

He put the watch back into the small gift box, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The day's hard work was released under the warm bath water. He yawned and suddenly became very sleepy.

It's almost time.

It's time to lie down in bed and dream, and see what you can dream about.

Wipe yourself clean.

Put on your pajamas.

Turn off room lights.

Lin Xian lay on his side on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

…

…

call……

Familiar summer wind, familiar temperature.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar yellow sand and ruins in front of him:

"Sure enough, the ability to dream has returned."

He is very familiar with this environment.

It is the [Ninth Dreamland] that he has been wandering in for a long time.

Lin Xian quickly ran to the previous excavation site and dug out his old friend "miniature nuclear battery motorcycle".

Nothing has changed, this is still a familiar dream, a familiar world line of 0.0001764!

"It seems that everything is back to normal."

Lin Xian started his motorcycle and drove towards the underground hibernation cabin base where Maimai was.

Just as expected at first.

After driving the first thousand-year pile, my dream returned to normal, and everything was on the "right track."

What are the reasons and opportunities? Why can I suddenly dream about the future?

"Could it be..."

"[That space-time particle rubbed my ear?]"

This was the only reason Lin Xian could think of, but he wasn't sure.

This time travel in 1952 was far more confusing than he imagined. He originally came here to find out the truth, but he didn't expect that there were more and more questions.

"We need to further investigate space-time particles and Einstein."

at the moment.

The first main mission of traveling back to 1952 has been completed, and I witnessed the millennium pile driving.

The next main task will be on Einstein.

There are still 2 days left before the date agreed with Einstein on November 5th.

Buzz buzz...

The electric motorcycle travels at full speed.

soon.

A familiar road.

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Lin Xian arrived at the Grand Canyon on the surface.

Then climb down the vines, activate Maimai's hibernation cabin, and use a brain nerve shock on the helmet to restore its memory.

The two chatted for a while.

Let’s talk about “The Sky-Eating Demon Emperor” and the writing techniques.

At present, it seems that the world line has not fluctuated at all, and everything remains the same.

Lin Xian had a sudden thought:

"Maimai, do you know the Rhine University in Donghai City?"

"Of course I know!"

Maimai said excitedly:

"That is the number one super university in the world! My dream is to be admitted to the Rhine University!"

"Then why don't you take the exam?" Lin Xian asked.

"Tch! What nonsense are you asking!"

Maimai rolled her eyes at Lin Xian and sneered:

"Can I pass the exam? If I can pass the exam, of course I will go to school!"

"It shouldn't be."

Lin Xian held his chin.

He remembered Liu Feng saying that Zhao Yingjun's original idea of ​​establishing Rhine University was to cultivate more talents for the future Lin Xian, the future Dragon Kingdom, and the future world.

As the saying goes, talents are promoted without sticking to one pattern... The admission score of Rhine University is not high, and it adopts a strategy of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude. Even students who are extremely partial to subjects can be admitted to Rhine University as long as they have a skill and use their remaining talents.

In Liu Feng’s original words:

"Rheinland University occupies an area half the size of Donghai City, with an unimaginable number of colleges and majors. It enrolls nearly half a million freshmen every year... No university in history has ever had such educational strength."

"There are nearly half a million new students, Lin Xian. You can't even imagine it. This is simply the best era for students across the country. You can basically pass the exam if you have the skills to do so!"

"Moreover, the tuition and miscellaneous fees after admission are very cheap, and the study and living conditions are very good. Zhao Yingjun's establishment of this university is really a contribution to the present and will benefit the future."

Liu Feng has already said that as long as he has hands, he has perfect arms and legs, so why can't he pass the exam?

"When you applied for Rhine University, what score did you get in the college entrance examination?" Lin Xian asked curiously.

"hey-hey."

Maimai scratched her head in embarrassment:

"More than 300 points."

"More than 300 points!?"

Lin Xian opened his eyes wide, in disbelief.

This... this is simply the second Zhou Duanyun, a 300-point player.

All right.

Considering the masterpiece "The Sky-Devouring Demon Emperor", Lin Xian tentatively thought it was reasonable.

"Then your life is quite pitiful."

Looking at Maimai, who is not much different in age from the first-generation pile CC, Lin Xian can't help but feel a little compassion:

"I can't study well, my brain is stupid, no one reads what I write, and I can't pass the college entrance examination. I finally hibernated and escaped to the future to bet on the Renaissance... but it ended up being the end of the world."

"You curse again!"

Taking off from the airport with a puff of breath:

"[I am born with talents that will be useful! How do you know that this young lady is not a genius?]"

"[What about the end of the world... maybe the hope of saving the world lies with me!]"

Lin Xian looked at the proud and flat girl.

Nodding silently:

"What you said is really correct."

There is one thing to say, now that we have reached this point, it is really impossible without Maimai.

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If Maimai hadn't been lucky enough to survive the super disaster in 2600 and let Lin Xian find her in the underground hibernation base... then he would never have known about the suppression of hibernation viruses, nor Gauss's plan.

After that, they will inevitably be infected by the anti-hibernation virus, become unable to hibernate, and die in the 21st century, with no hope of saving the future of mankind.

Therefore, it’s okay not to accept it.

Luck is also hard power.

If one day, he can really save the future of mankind, Maimai will definitely be a highlight.

How can such a great contribution be worthy of an "Admission Notice from Rhine University"?

"If you have a chance later, I will open a back door for you and let you study at Rhine University."

Lin Xian began to draw cakes for Maimai:

"This can be regarded as an opportunity for you to further your studies. Go to university and learn how to write."

"Tch, who do you think you are!"

With her hands on her hips:

"You think Rhine University is your home! Open the back door when you say you want to open the back door?!"

"I expect you to draw a cake for me, why not take a chance on my "Sky-Eating Demon Emperor" becoming a hit and take the path of special admission!"

"Hey, you just read what I wrote. Do you estimate...how long will it take for me to be recognized by the world?"

Lin Xian looked at his watch:

"10."

"10 years!?"

Maimai exclaimed:

"That's too long!"

"10...9...8..." Lin Xian looked at the second hand reading.

? ? ?

Three question marks floated above Maimai's head.

boom! ! ! ! !

boom! ! ! ! !

boom! ! ! ! !

The hot white light arrives on time and engulfs everything in the world.

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In the Brooklyn hotel bedroom in 1952, Lin Xian opened his eyes.

The midday sun shone through the cracks in the curtains, creating a streak of light.

He sat up from the bed.

Open the curtains and look at the city under the warm winter sun.

"Today, let's investigate the matter of space-time particles."

After washing and changing clothes, Lin Xian walked out of the room and took the elevator down.

Come to the hotel lobby.

The waiter opened the door for Lin Xian very attentively:

"Mr. Douglas, the taxi you need has been booked for you and is waiting for you in front of the door."

Lin Xian nodded and walked out.

But suddenly——

"Sir! Dao...Mr. Douglas!"

On the steps outside, a little boy who was all dirty came out.

Dingqing took a look.

It was the little Johnny he saved yesterday.

Why did he come here?

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The little boy rolled over and knelt in front of Lin Xian. He just heard the waiter's name and knew that this gentleman's name was Douglas.

"Mr. Douglas!"

Little Johnny looked up at Lin Xian:

"Please let me be your servant and follow you!"

Lin Xian looked at the child kneeling on the ground, dumbfounded:

"Little Johnny, I gave you a lot of money yesterday, right? That money will be enough for you to change your life in another city or start a small business for a long, long time. Don't pester me here."

However.

Little Johnny took out a neatly numbered stack of large bills from his pocket and handed it to Lin Xian with both hands:

"Sir, I don't want money. I haven't spent any of the money you gave me. It's all here."

"I don't want to spend my whole life in such a muddleheaded way. I want to become powerful, become great, and live out the meaning of life!"

He raised his head with firm eyes and looked at Lin Xian, who was aloof:

"[Mr. Douglas, I want to be like you!]"

"Sorry, I can't take you in."

Lin Xian shook his head:

"I advise you to leave this city as soon as possible, otherwise, those black people will still cause trouble for you. I have done my best to give you this money."

After that, he stepped over little Johnny who was kneeling on the ground.

Open the taxi door, get in, and drive away.

…

On the way, the taxi stopped temporarily at a department store.

Lin Xian bought a map of Brooklyn, a pair of binoculars, and a pen.

After these things were ready, he got back into the taxi and went to the roof of the Williamsburg Savings Bank.

He stood where CC turned into blue stardust and dissipated, looking to the west.

yesterday.

The space-time particle bursting with blue light flew from the west.

"How do space-time particles appear?"

He stood on the highest point in Brooklyn, picked up his telescope, and looked westward from near to far.

From the busy city, see the rarely visited suburbs.

Put down the telescope.

Open the Brooklyn map you just bought.

Lin Xian found his current location, slid the map with his pen, and moved to the west.

Soon, the pen stopped.

"The western suburbs of Brooklyn, the orphanage where CC is located, and...Einstein's farm."

He unscrewed the cap of his pen and drew a circle around the location of Einstein's farm.

"Could that space-time particle fly from Einstein's farm?"

Although this guess is a bit ridiculous.

But at least judging from the flight direction and straight-line trajectories of space-time particles, they are almost the same.

"You can't..."

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes:

"The president of the Genius Club, the man who created the Millennium Pile, the origin of everything...is he really the Einstein in history?"

He sighed.

I'm really afraid of whatever comes next.

However, there is no use thinking about it now.

When I go to the farm for an appointment to meet Einstein on November 5, everything will be revealed.

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Towards evening, return to the hotel.

I found little Johnny still huddled in the corner of the door, looking expectantly.

But Lin Xian ignored him.

Go straight into the hotel.

The next day, November 4th, little Johnny was still sitting there waiting...

On the third day, November 5th, little Johnny was still waiting there...

have to.

Lin Xian felt that the little boy was looking at the thatched cottage and Chengmen Lixue.

He packed his things at noon and prepared to go to Einstein's farm for an appointment. After walking out of the hotel door, he saw little Johnny squatting in the same place again in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xian walked over:

"Even if you squat here for the rest of your life, you won't be able to change anything."

Little Johnny stood up and looked at Lin Xian:

"Mr. Douglas, my parents died young. No one taught me how to live life and how to make life meaningful."

"You are the only person in Brooklyn...who is willing to save me and talk to me. I have no intention of pestering you. If possible, could you please give me a path in life? I want to be like you. , live proudly and greatly.”

Lin Xian let out a sigh of relief.

Looking down at the rickety and hungry little boy:

"Do you still have an impression of Long Kingdom?"

"have!"

The little boy nodded:

"When my parents took me to escape from the Dragon Kingdom, there were wars everywhere in the Dragon Kingdom. Life was very poor and no one had enough to eat..."

"Yes, but that's your country."

Lin Xian said softly:

"If you want to live a meaningful life and live a proud life, then the most important thing you should do now is...study hard and learn all the knowledge you can learn here."

After a pause, Lin Xian continued:

"You can choose to wander and beg in the United States for the rest of your life, or you can choose to use the money I give you to start over; whether it is learning knowledge or skills, do your best to learn everything you can in the United States, and then... go back Go to the Dragon Kingdom and build the backward motherland.”

"If you can do these things, little Johnny, I will be very happy; in this era, many people from the Dragon Kingdom are fighting on the battlefield; there are also many patriots who have given up their superior lives abroad and returned to the motherland to contribute their strength."

"Since you can stay here for several nights, I believe that if you use this energy in studying, you will definitely achieve something; are you willing... to transform yourself into a ship and bring advanced knowledge back to the backward countries? the motherland?”

"I do!"

Little Johnny’s eyes were blazing, and he clenched his fists:

"Mr. Douglas, I will not let you down! I will work hard to achieve your goal!"

Lin Xian rubbed little Johnny's scrawled chicken coop, smiled slightly, turned and walked towards the taxi.

"Mr. Douglas!"

Behind him, little Johnny suddenly shouted:

"Mr. Douglas! Can we meet again in the future?"

Lin Xian waved his hand from behind:

"As long as you are good enough and great enough, I will definitely see your name in the newspaper."

"Then you have to remember my real name!" Little Johnny caught up.

Lin Xian turned around:

"Aren't you called Johnny?"

Little Johnny shook his head:

"This name is a nickname given to me by those black people... It is actually a very unpleasant nickname and very insulting. I was born and raised in the Dragon Country, so of course I have the name of the Dragon Country."

suddenly……

The kite string that had been stretched tightly behind Lin Xian's head trembled several times as if being blown by the breeze.

Little Johnny raised his head and smiled, showing his white teeth:

"My surname is Ji! Ji's Ji! My name is -"

"Ji, Xin, Shui!"

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