Chapter 1271: Chapter 65 Brooklyn (End of Volume Final Chapter)_4

And Liu Feng pulled Lin Xian over to sit on a chair, speaking earnestly:

“Lin Xian, before engaging in time travel, there are three things I must clarify with you again.”

“Go ahead.”

Liu Feng extended his index finger, speaking solemnly:

“[First, even though the entangled state of time-space particles allows for significant space-time elasticity, you must not do anything that affects the direction of space-time or changes the trajectory of the world line… After all, you need to complete the mission and return, and if the world line changes, you won’t be able to come back.]”

Lin Xian nodded:

“I understand this principle.”

This is indeed the most crucial thing to pay attention to.

According to his observations, the entangled state of time-space particles indeed allows for anything.

But the consequence of this is… If one’s behavior accidentally breaks through space-time elasticity, causing the world line to jump to another world line.

Then he would never be able to return to the current space-time, this era, this timeline.

He would be like a kite whose string has broken, lost within a completely new world line, unsupported and nowhere to go.

This is a very serious consequence.

It would not only cause the plan to consume space-time particles to fail; it would also be a wasted effort, turning all efforts and sacrifices into nothing.

If he cannot return to the present with information and intelligence to continue to work with Liu Feng, Gao Yang, Gao Wen, and others to save the world… then it’s a total defeat, leaving no hope.

“Rest assured, the consequences of a world line change, I understand better than anyone.”

Lin Xian said:

“So, when I arrive in 1952, I will be a law-abiding citizen, and I absolutely won’t kill anyone, nor will I disclose any key information to historical key figures.”

“I’ll just play the role of an observer, an NPC, a camera will be enough, and my main purpose is to gather information and intelligence and use it to break through the current situation in our era.”

“I will definitely come back, you just wait for me here.”

Afterwards.

Liu Feng raised his second finger:

“[Second, although we know that entangled state of time-space particles can allow the transmigrator to return, we don’t know the specific execution, the mechanism, or whether there’s a time limit as we have no experimental data, so you must hurry to complete the task, and once done, do not linger in 1952, return immediately to the present.]”

Lin Xian nodded again:

“I am also mindful of this point, I fear not being able to return more than anyone… I cannot let so many people’s sacrifices go to waste, and I have many promises unfulfilled.”

“Even if the task yields nothing, after returning to 2234, we can think of other solutions, but if I am trapped in the 1952 space-time… then it would be truly hopeless.”

Lastly.

Liu Feng raised his third finger:

“[Third, because of the existence of forced evasion, we aren’t worried about your safety, theoretically you shouldn’t die in 1952. But… who can guarantee? So many strange things happened in 1952, and nobody knows what the space-time law was like at that time. Therefore, should a danger arise, return immediately; only by surviving is there hope to continue fighting and achieve victory.]”

“I will.”

After listening to Liu Feng’s instructions, Gao Wen was also ready, and Lin Xian stood up behind him.

“Lin Xian, look.”

Gao Wen pointed at the display screen, a maze of tangled threads:

“Liu Feng already informed me that these numerous, dense, intertwined space-time rifts are caused by the Millennium Stakes, it’s indeed shockingly violent.”

“But the problem is… these space-time rifts cover too large an area and are interconnected, making it impossible for us to control your specific crossing date or know on which day the Millennium Stakes were driven.”

Lin Xian observed the chaotic mass, hundreds of space-time rifts covering a third of the length of the 1952 time frame:

“Judging by the time segmentation, the space-time rifts are distributed in the large area between October 1952 and December 1952.”

“Does this mean that if I traverse these space-time rifts, I will arrive on some day, at some moment during these three months… but which specific day or moment is impossible to ascertain.”

“Not only is the time uncertain, but I also cannot determine where I will be thrown by the space-time rifts?”

“Correct.”

Liu Feng came behind him:

“Because these space-time rifts are disorderly and overlapping like a maze, no one knows where you’ll end up… well, precisely speaking, the space-time rifts know, but we don’t.”

“Considering the principle of normal distribution, perhaps the time the Millennium Stakes were driven should be mid-November of 1952… this requires luck.”

Liu Feng sighed:

“If you’re lucky to cross before November 1952, you’ll have enough time to find the Millennium Stakes and witness the historical truth; but if you arrive in December 1952, perhaps all events are over, and when you arrive, the Millennium Stakes event is concluded, making the trip in vain.”

“No, no.”

Lin Xian shook his head:

“It wouldn’t be entirely in vain; I have three objectives for this journey to 1952–”

“Millennium Stakes, Genius Club, Einstein.”

“The best plan is to uncover all three mysteries; the worst plan, at least understand one? As long as one truth is unraveled… at least upon my return, our plan to break through the predicament shall have direction.”