Genius Club Chapter 328

Chapter 328: Chapter 26 I’m willing_2 Chapter 328: Chapter 26 I’m willing_2 And now,

the two were no longer in a boss-subordinate relationship.

Position-wise, they could be considered equals, each the president of their own company; moreover, Lin Xian had beco a big shot in MX Company due to the Rhein Cat copyright and chemical substance authorization.

However, in Lin Xian’s view, he still held a lot of respect for Zhao Yingjun.

It wasn’t just the connection of a ntor once lifting him up, but also the 600 years of solitude in the Third Dreamland.

A reunion with only a statue left after traversing ti had given Lin Xian an indescribable sentint towards Zhao Yingjun.

Today, he truly wanted to have an extended conversation with Zhao Yingjun.

Rembering the images in the projection corridor…

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Zhao Yingjun of 2026 closed her eyes, reluctant to part, and lay down in the Hibernation Pod;

She aged alone, single-handedly planning and establishing the grand City in the Sky;

In her twilight years, she still favored taking midday naps in her scrapped blue Bentley;

She would often place the trash can robot in the driver’s seat, and played fetch gas with it in her empty ho.

Zhao Yingjun…

Perhaps she also wanted to talk more with him?

“When I was studying abroad, what I missed the most was the heavy flavors of Chinese food,”

Zhao Yingjun said with a smile as she looked at the fiery spicy chicken that had just been served:

“Foreign food is too bland, and eating too much of it just left feeling lackluster.”

“Spain, right?”

Lin Xian said offhandedly as he picked up his cup:

“Actually, Spain’s flavors are a bit stronger than most.

It’s just that there are fewer types of condints.

Compared to many European countries, it’s quite good.

Europe is the real culinary desert.”

Zhao Yingjun’s chopsticks paused midair, and she looked at Lin Xian with confusion:

“You know I studied in Spain?”

“Ah?

Didn’t you?”

It was Lin Xian’s turn to be stunned.

In her personal gallery in the Rhine Sky City 600 years later, that’s what the projection corridor said.

Could it be a fabricated history?

“I did study there, but I was actually in Spain for only a short ti.

IESE Business School is a Spanish school, true, but it has five campuses worldwide, and I quickly transferred to the Munich Campus…

so, on all my public information, it’s written that I studied in Germany.”

Zhao Yingjun picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks and, after a small chuckle, looked up at Lin Xian:

“So…

I’m quite surprised you ntioned that I studied in Spain.

Did you research this specifically?”

“I don’t quite rember where I saw that,” Lin Xian said, laughing it off and steering the conversation elsewhere.

The dinner conversation was very natural and enjoyable for both of them.

In the past few als, it was always Zhao Yingjun who took the initiative because she knew Lin Xian very well, but Lin Xian knew very little about her.

But now, it was different…

After experiencing her personal exhibition in the Rhine Sky City,

Lin Xian understood not only the history of Zhao Yingjun’s early life but also had seen her future in the second half of her life.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he might know her better now than she knew herself.

So this ti, their conversation was naturally much more comfortable, as if eting an old friend.

“Do you like watching movies in your free ti?”

Lin Xian took a sip of water, set down his cup, and asked:

“When I went to your place just now, I saw quite a few Blu-ray discs beside the TV.”

“I didn’t watch them that much before,”

Zhao Yingjun shook her head:

“But I have been watching quite a few over the past six months.

Last ti we had a al, you talked a lot about movies, mostly science fiction, and I beca interested.

So I bought so discs to watch at ho.”

“Speaking of which, I’ve seen a few sci-fi movies lately about ti, space travel, ‘Deep Space Amnesia’, ‘Interstellar’…

and they all had Hibernation Pods.

It made think of Professor Xu Yun’s research.”

“In the movies, people just go to sleep in Hibernation Pods, and when they wake up, decades, even a hundred years have passed.

The shifting of seas and fields, ti is never the sa, and the loved ones and friends are either aged by ti or dead.

I feel that this kind of loneliness is so intense, it’s an even more unbearable loneliness than the death of family…

not only abandoned by the world but also left behind by ti.

No matter when you wake up from hibernation, you are always alone.”

Lin Xian silently nodded.

Indeed, it was so.

He had also told Gao Yang that the Hibernation Pod was a one-way ticket to the future, with no turning back, no way to go back…

Loneliness.

Ti travel sounds cool, but whether you go forward or backward, it brings loneliness.

“So…”

Lin Xian looked up, gazing at Zhao Yingjun:

“So, if one day, the Hibernation Pod is really developed successfully, would you be willing to sleep in it?”

“I wouldn’t want to.”

Zhao Yingjun answered without hesitation, decisively:

“I definitely won’t use the Hibernation Pod.”

She put down her chopsticks, raised her head, and looked at Lin Xian:

“That feeling is really too lonely.

I think whatever era you live in, that’s the era you belong to.

Leaving that era, you’ll just be a spirit without any sense of belonging.”

“I certainly wouldn’t use the Hibernation Pod, even if the future world might be better, more advanced.

But I believe there are too many things in this world that are worth cherishing and I can’t let go.

Chinese people have had the traditional notion of ‘falling leaves returning to the roots’ since ancient tis.

I think it’s not a painful thing to die surrounded and blessed by family and friends, rather than actually hibernating into a future world hundreds of years later…

After you die, no one is there to bid you farewell, and you won’t even know where you will be buried.”

Zhao Yingjun smiled lightly, her voice carefree:

“Isn’t it lonely?

A world where only you know who you are, and you probably won’t even find a place that belongs to you after death, so you can only scatter your ashes in the wind to be taken away.”

…

Lin Xian didn’t speak.

He felt the piece of spicy chicken in his mouth, though tender and fragrant, had a bitterness that was hard to chew, as if he were gnawing on a bone.

He chuckled dryly twice, head bowed in silence.

“What’s wrong?”

Zhao Yingjun was sowhat puzzled:

“Did I say sothing wrong?”

“No, not at all.” Lin Xian quickly shook his head:

“I think that’s exactly it.

Many people have this kind of thinking, everyone feels this way.”

“What about you, Lin Xian?”

Zhao Yingjun blinked her eyes, looking at Lin Xian:

“Would you ride the Hibernation Pod to the future?”

Lin Xian took a sip of water.

He forcefully swallowed the chunk of spicy chicken.

Then he took a napkin from the box beside him and wiped the corner of his mouth:

“If it were before…

I definitely would have been unwilling as well.”

“As you said, that feeling of being without kin is not pleasant.

Moreover, I don’t feel that life is bad now, nor do I think a technologically advanced future world could bring more happiness.”

“So…

call short-sighted if you will, but I would rather die young in the present than to cling to a wretched existence in an unknown, lonely world that doesn’t belong to at all.”

Zhao Yingjun put down her chopsticks, leaned back, and settled into the chair:

“It sounds like there’s more to what you’re saying.

So now?

It seems from what you’re saying…

you could now accept the Hibernation Pod?”

“Yes, my thoughts have indeed changed now.”

Lin Xian murmured:

“If it were for certain people, for certain things…”

He raised his head.

Looking at Zhao Yingjun, who had her arms crossed in front of her:

“I would be willing.”