Chapter 1212: Chapter 51 The Only Future (Please support with guaranteed monthly votes!)_2

“You have already granted humanity the most beautiful future. The title of Savior is well-deserved.”

Lin Xian slowly stood up from the leather seat as well.

Einstein’s words were decisive and resolute, like a nail driven into the wood.

It seems…

He indeed possesses absolute confidence.

But Lin Xian also has absolute confidence.

He was glad he didn’t directly ask about Zhang Yuqian and Chu Anqing.

He doesn’t believe the future cannot be changed.

Nor does he believe what Einstein claimed–that humanity’s future has already been locked in.

If the future could truly be locked…

Then why did Huang Que abandon everything to return to the past, sacrificing her life at the last moment for him?

Why did Zhao Yingjun transform into a White Jade Statue in Sky City, enduring 600 years of solitude, waiting for him?

Why did Chu Anqing weep and cry after touching the Space-Time Particle, yet remain strong and brave, capturing the particle for him and leaving him a note?

Isn’t the purpose of everyone’s desperate efforts and sacrifices to change the future?

[The meaning of the future lies in change!]

“Goodbye, Einstein.”

Lin Xian turned around and walked toward the golden hall outside.

At the door.

He turned his head back to look at the lonely and frail old man sitting by the firelight from the fireplace:

“In the future… will we meet again?”

This time.

Einstein didn’t answer.

Lin Xian turned again and walked toward the outside.

He strode across the golden hall.

Opened the double-panel brown door.

Stepped onto the soft cashmere carpet.

He moved in large strides, retracing his steps back to the very beginning–the starting point of his first arrival at the Genius Club.

He raised his right hand in front of his face and removed the VR goggles.

Once again…

He returned to the real world.

The brightly lit study room, accompanied by VV’s increasingly boisterous snoring from the neighboring room; across the hall, there was a warm yellow light coming from the kitchen–that was the heated milk in the incubator.

This was Zhao Yingjun’s home, and Lin Xian’s reality.

He went to the kitchen, gulped down the warm milk, and then returned to the study to think again:

“The possibility that Einstein was lying is very small.”

Lin Xian twirled a pen in his hand, speaking softly:

“Simply lying wouldn’t deceive so many brilliant minds. It would also be impossible to maintain a deception for decades without being exposed.”

“I’m more inclined toward–”

“[Einstein saw a false future.]”

“However, the trickier issue is that the future Einstein saw isn’t entirely false; based on the Genius Club’s questions, it’s evident that most of them could obtain correct and authentic answers.”

“Yet, when it comes to humanity’s ultimate fate, the situation at the last moment of doomsday, what Einstein perceived is less than truthful.”

“[Could it be possible that Einstein himself was deceived? Is it conceivable that… someone hijacked Einstein’s brain, fabricated the future he saw, and led him down the wrong path?]”

That thought.

The realization suddenly struck Lin Xian like a thunderbolt.

Could it be true?

If the future Einstein perceived was precisely the inverse of reality, doesn’t that mean… under the misled direction, the Genius Club members might only worsen the state of the world, eventually bringing about the complete destruction of human civilization?

But then.

What would be the purpose?

In the Ninth Dreamland Lin Xian witnessed, humans did appear to have gone extinct, but there were no alien invaders, no traces of war, or hints of conspiracy.

The simple annihilation of humankind.

What was the necessity of it?

“This is so confusing.”

Lin Xian shook his head.

His thoughts felt increasingly jumbled, like a tangled ball of yarn.

Only one critical point–one crucial thread–was missing to link all the mysteries together and make it clear!

But this most crucial thread…

What could it be?

“For now, the priority is to try altering the future and forcing the world line to shift again.”

Lin Xian decided to start from this angle.

Einstein said the future has become singular and immutable; if Lin Xian could bring changes to the future, it would be enough to prove Einstein wrong.

At the same time, there seemed to be no point in pressing forward with the Ninth Dreamland exploration, as it was fruitless.

No living people, no intelligence, no clues… there was no reason to linger in such a worthless dreamscape.

“Find a way to enter the Tenth Dreamland!”

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes.

Adapt to overcome, stagnation means death–it was time to proactively trigger a world line leap.

…

The next day.

Lin Xian brought a 95%-completed “Time Shuttle Machine Blueprint” to Liu Feng.

Donghai University, Rhein United Laboratory.

Liu Feng flipped through the pages continuously on the computer, exclaiming over and over:

“Genius, absolute genius! It’s hard to imagine that such a design could come out of a human mind! This… this is the work of which genius? Once a millennium… no, it’s purely a miracle once in ten millennia!”

“That’s not important.”

Lin Xian waved dismissively, urging Liu Feng to focus:

“Take a look–do you think the remaining 5% can be completed?”

“Shouldn’t be a problem.”

Liu Feng replied:

“Because all the core elements are thoroughly detailed, and the theoretical framework is completely coherent. The last 5% is likely… nothing more than the power module and energy interface, for which there are several alternative solutions.”

“The real challenge, however, is Astatine-339, a substance that cannot exist in our universe. According to what you said, that comet from an alternate spacetime won’t reach Earth until 2234, which means this Time Shuttle Machine could be built tomorrow or 200 years later–it makes no difference.”

“After all… while we do possess the Entangled State of Time-Space Particles, without the core calibration module, the Time Shuttle Machine simply cannot function, hence…”