Chapter 1231: Chapter 56: The Mystery of Eternal Youth
“If the Millennium Stakes were established in 1952, then the current stakeholder should have been born in 1932.”
Liu Feng calculated out loud:
“However, there’s no need to consider this now, since there were no Space-Ti Rifts in 1932. That’s a ti we can never reach, no matter how much we think about it, it’s aningless.”
“By comparison… 1952—this critical point in ti—might be our only chance to uncover the truth behind the Millennium Stakes and rescue Chu Anqing!”
“But…”
Liu Feng’s tone shifted slightly, lowering his voice:
“Back to the sa old topic: if we want to use the Ti Shuttle Machine and the Entangled State of Space-Ti Particles to return to 1952, we have to wait until 2234, when that cot carrying Astatine-339 arrives on Earth.”
“That ans we must enter the Hibernation Pods. Only by hibernating until 2234 can we use the Ti Shuttle Machine to find a glimr of hope to save Chu Anqing.”
Lin Xian nodded:
“Not just that…”
He furrowed his brow slightly.
Since Einstein lied about the Millennium Stakes, what about everything else he said?
Once you find one lie out of a hundred statents, you can no longer distinguish how many in those hundred are false. Worse yet…
Perhaps all one hundred statents are lies!
“You stay here and keep researching deeply.”
Lin Xian stood up, preparing to leave the laboratory:
“I’ll go ho and talk to Zhao Yingjun about this.”
Liu Feng got up to see him off:
“By the way, your daughter’s nearly due, isn’t she?”
“About half a month left. The exact day of birth depends on the final prenatal checkup in a few days. Then we’ll know for sure.”
“That’s wonderful.”
Liu Feng offered a genuine smile:
“How does it feel to beco a father? Are you excited?”
“Of course!”
Lin Xian chuckled:
“And for that very reason, I want even more to save Chu Anqing, to give Chu Shanhe peace of mind, and also… for Yu Xi’s sake, I must save this world’s future. I want humanity to live in happiness and stability.”
With those words,
he left Donghai University’s Rhein United Laboratory, went downstairs, got into his private car, and returned to Zhao Yingjun’s ho.
…
Back at ho.
He pushed open the door.
And saw the ball-shaped VV rolling on the floor.
At so point, VV had stopped barking at the elevator.
To be precise,
it had grown too lazy to bark.
Being fed so well every day, it was thoroughly satisfied, living a life as carefree as a god.
“Born of hardship, dead in comfort.”
Lin Xian remarked.
“Burp—”
The Poranian VV let out a loud belch, gave Lin Xian a disdainful look, smacked its lips, and waddled off to the bedroom to sleep.
Lin Xian followed VV into the bedroom,
and told Zhao Yingjun about the findings he had just confird in the laboratory.
“As expected, it’s just as we thought.”
Zhao Yingjun frowned slightly:
“But the question circles back to the beginning: Was Einstein deliberately lying, or… was he innocent, his ‘brain’ and ‘vision’ hijacked by so forces, showing him a false vision of the future?”
Lying.
Or,
Seeing falsehoods.
Lin Xian voiced the conclusion he had been pondering for a long ti:
“[I think Einstein didn’t lie, but he too was deceived, made to see a false future.]”
“Because think about it: if Einstein wanted to lie and deliberately deceive us, there are so many ways he could have been more clever about it.”
“Take my final question, for instance, about 1952. Why would he deliberately answer that the Millennium Stake hadn’t dissipated, arousing my suspicion? He could’ve given any other reason or simply told the stakes could never be salvaged, convincing to give up. I might’ve believed him.”
“Or take the ti I asked him about my death. If Einstein truly saw as a threat, soone who might obstruct his plan to destroy the world, then he could’ve given a false answer, tricked into staying ho, and let the number 17 take off my head. Simple as that.”
“I’ve never considered myself the smartest mber of the Genius Club. In fact, I’d humbly say I think I’m the least intelligent and least qualified. Yet, over decades, no one in the Genius Club could catch Einstein in a single outright lie. Is it because they’re not smart enough?”
Zhao Yingjun nodded as well:
“I agree with you. If Einstein truly intended to conceal what happened in 1952, he had a hundred more sophisticated ways to do so… no reason to hand you a clue and make you suspicious.”
“From an omniscient perspective, it’d be ridiculously easy to fabricate a reason to fool you, wouldn’t it?”
“And with the other geniuses’ questions too—many tis, rather than outright lies, he opted to refuse answers or tacitly affirm things. That alone suggests his intentions were good, fair.”
“Exactly.”
Lin Xian pulled up a chair and sat across from Zhao Yingjun:
“In my observations of Einstein, he truly has no ulterior motives. He gives all of us geniuses maximum freedom and understanding, refrains from interference, never guiding us toward any particular outco, leaving everything to our discretion.”
“His goal has always been single-minded: to help humanity escape a path of self-destruction and usher in a genuinely beautiful and happy world. The original intent behind founding the Genius Club was precisely that: to gather insights, pool talent, and look for the most valuable, most elusive worldline.”
“Once found, the Genius Club gatherings would imdiately halt to preserve the stability of that worldline. And as irony would have it, even I, the greatest variable who disrupted the worldline the most, have now lost the ability to surpass Space-Ti Elasticity.”
“If Einstein’s vision of the future is indeed real, there’s no issue at all. I’d clap my hands, willingly cooperate with him to stabilize the worldline, and never ddle with ti-space again.”
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