Genius Club

Chapter 39: Chapter 39 Ice Crystal

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Dr. Mikerson described how the problem of ice crystal formation within cellular fluids at low temperatures was solved.

The solution was the previously mentioned high oxygen-soluble liquid that earned him the title of “Father of Hibernation.”

The molecular composition of this liquid, when entering the bloodstream through the human respiratory system, permeates the interior of cells and deeply binds with water molecules.

Once bound, the water molecules, even at temperatures as low as minus 200 degrees Celsius, can maintain a liquid state, drastically reducing cellular activity at low temperatures.

It was these chemical molecules that perfectly solved the Ice Crystal Problem, representing a key breakthrough in the hibernation field.

“Not bad, quite impressive.”

Up to here, it was still possible to understand.

Continue flipping through the pages.

At the beginning of the next page, Dr. Mikerson wrote:

Having solved the Ice Crystal Problem, the development of the Hibernation Pod Filling Liquid is not far off; but the successful research and development of the entire Hibernation Pod still has a long way to go.

“No wonder Professor Xu Yun said that the Hibernation Pod, a technological product that could change the world’s power structure, is definitely not something that one country or one research institute could accomplish alone.”

“Only with the concerted effort and substantial investment of manpower and resources from the whole world is it possible to achieve a breakthrough in a decade or even several decades.”

Lin Xian propped his chin and looked out the window.

Scientific development is not accomplished overnight; it is a process that requires lengthy accumulation and prolonged settling.

And there’s also the possibility of “heading down the wrong path” or “cultivating the wrong technological tree.”

“The Dream World, with no technological advancement for 600 years… could it be a case of cultivating the wrong technological tree?”

Lin Xian had no way of knowing.

…

It took Lin Xian roughly over two hours to finally pinpoint the key aspects of the preparation process for the Hibernation Pod Filling Liquid.

In fact, Lin Xian could no longer understand the content here at all.

Too profound, too inscrutable.

While recognizing every single word and letter, when they were combined, they looked like a book from heaven.

However, Lin Xian didn’t intend to understand from the beginning.

He just needed to “scan and copy” the information with his eyes, and then “paste” it to emulate it upon waking up in reality.

“As for how much Professor Xu Yun could understand or comprehend… that would be up to his fate.”

Forgive Lin Xian’s inability, a poor student could only do so much.

Lin Xian stayed in the library copying books until six o’clock when the library staff began to shoo people out, signaling the closing time.

While the manager wasn’t paying attention, Lin Xian stuffed the book into his clothes and sneakily took it out.

He then found a milk tea shop where he could sit idly and continued to study hard into the night.

The last time he worked this hard… was on the eve of the art entrance exams, practicing sketching in this milk tea shop, relentlessly, even in his dreams.

00:42

The familiar white light arrived on time, and Lin Xian opened his eyes in the bedroom.

While the memory was still fresh,

he hurriedly copied down the theories, formulas, chemical equations, and the like from his mind onto draft paper.

For the next four days, Lin Xian repeated the same task every day, moving the key content from the book “Hibernation Technology Analysis and Prospects” from the Dream World into reality bit by bit.

This was not an easy task for Lin Xian.

Being a student of the liberal arts, Lin Xian had a weak foundation in physics and chemistry.

Therefore, he couldn’t understand many of the chemical equations, reaction formulas, and compounds in the book “Hibernation Technology Analysis and Prospects.” He could only mimic them, trying to “draw” them out as accurately as possible.

Compared with that, transcribing textual descriptions was much simpler.

…

Four days later, in the morning.

“Alright, that should be enough for now.”

Lin Xian sorted everything out, a total of more than twenty manuscripts, all personally memorized in his dreams and then transcribed by hand, his painstaking effort.

He was not certain that everything was copied correctly; after all, with such a large volume of work, it was inevitable to make some minor mistakes in the details.

But he believed that Professor Xu Yun, being so professional, should be able to gain quite a bit of inspiration from them.

“There’s no time like the present, let’s deliver them to Professor Xu Yun now,” he said.

Lin Xian bound the twenty-some manuscripts together, then went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the university town.

In the half year since graduation…

Lin Xian had only been back to his alma mater once, and this was the second time.

The last visit was in September, when he came to ask his counselor to transfer his archives; he remembered that the freshmen were having their military training opening ceremony, and he had gone over to watch the excitement for a while.

“Young man, we’re here,” said the taxi driver, as he pulled up opposite the gate of East Sea University.

Lin Xian scanned a QR code to pay the fare.

After getting out of the cab, Lin Xian looked towards the entrance of the university—

Surprisingly, there were three very high-end black cars parked there, and by each car stood two bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses.

“What’s this about? Filming a movie?” he wondered.

Lin Xian didn’t approach, standing on the sidewalk across the street.

The three cars, with a sleek black Lexus SUV at the front and back, clearly looked very high-end.

The luxury sedan in the middle, a pure black Maybach, was even more prestigious.

Although Lin Xian didn’t know the specific model and features… the Maybach is such a mystical car that one must not judge it by its appearance. The more understated and unassuming you think it is, the more noble and luxurious it really is—this car’s limits are beyond imagination.

Was this the arrival of some rich young master to the university?

What was with this grandiose display?

Just as Lin Xian was pondering, the rear left door of the Maybach opened.

A burly, robust middle-aged man with piercing eyes stepped out of the car, adjusting his clothes.

This…

Lin Xian recognized him.

It was none other than Chu Shanhe, who he had seen at the dinner before, the man who generously donated two hundred million yuan to the Science Development Foundation and the esteemed chairman of the Donghai City Chamber of Commerce.

What was he doing at East Sea University?

Recalling the science fundraising dinner, Zhao Yingjun had mentioned that over the years, all had deserted Professor Xu Yun except for Chu Shanhe, who alone supported his research.

And thinking back to the dinner, Professor Xu Yun looked at Chu Shanhe with eyes full of admiration and respect.

Lin Xian sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Could it be…

That Chu Shanhe was also here to see Professor Xu Yun?

In an instant.

Lin Xian thought of the wax seal bearing the emblem of the Genius Club…

He thought of that right hand pointing straight to the sky.

He thought of the science fundraising dinner, when Chu Shanhe took the lead with a donation of one hundred million yuan, raising his index finger high into the air!

Suddenly, it dawned on him—if Zhao Yingjun had received an invitation to the Genius Club, then Chu Shanhe, who far surpassed her, must have received his invitation long ago!

Lin Xian held tightly to the stack of manuscripts in his hand, watching from afar the imposing figure emerging from the Maybach.

Why…

Had he only now realized how significant this matter was?

“If anyone in all of Donghai City is most deserving of joining the Genius Club… it must be Chu Shanhe!” he realized.

“Chu Shanhe is looking for Professor Xu Yun at this time…”

Lin Xian caught a whiff of danger:

“What exactly is his purpose?”