Genius Club

Chapter 992: Chapter 56 Masks (Extra monthly ticket chapter!)

Yan Qiaoqiao wants to see herself…

Still so “impatient”?

What in the world is going on?

Lin Xian remained silent, looking down at the Space-Time Clock next to his laptop.

The numbers stabilized to the space-time curvature of the present world line—

0.0000336

Without a doubt,

the world line had changed.

The trajectory of future history had taken a new direction, a new path.

So…

the age-old question.

Has the predetermined fact of my decapitation on July 7th changed because of this?

Predicting one’s death date is truly a difficult task.

Whether it was Angelica informing me of my demise in The Fifth Dreamland,

or Turing candidly discussing these issues in The Sixth Dreamland,

I actually learned about it through the words of others.

Even though Lin Xian didn’t doubt the authenticity of this information… he was indeed in a very passive situation, almost knowing nothing beyond a date.

Including now.

Since the world line had changed, would I still die on July 7th?

Thinking positively, I might be saved, and the predetermined assassination on July 7th had disappeared along with the shift in the world line.

That would be a cause for everyone to rejoice, and I wouldn’t have to live in constant fear.

But…

What if I think negatively—

[Due to the change in the world line, the predetermined history has also shifted; the Time-Space Assassin still beheads me, but the date is no longer July 7th, instead, it’s brought forward many days to kill me!]

…

Such worries weren’t groundless.

After all, the trajectory of the future had changed, so any variation was logical, naturally including my own life and death.

Could it be…

[Yan Qiaoqiao recovered her memory ahead of time? And now she’s eager to see me, is she coming for my life?]

Lin Xian kept his composure.

He said softly:

“It’s Qiaoqiao, what’s wrong with her? Why does she suddenly want to see me? It’s quite abrupt to me.”

“Hehe.”

Zhao Yingjun chuckled over the phone:

“This kid has indeed grown up, you definitely can’t guess what she wants from you.”

“I really can’t guess.”

Lin Xian replied honestly.

It’s not that he really couldn’t guess, but the result he imagined was quite horrifying.

“Has Yan Qiaoqiao been acting normal these past few days?”

Lin Xian inquired:

“Such as any changes in her physique, any shifts in personality, like suddenly becoming strong, or suddenly turning quiet and taciturn?”

“Not at all.”

Zhao Yingjun was surprised by Lin Xian’s question:

“Qiaoqiao has been quite normal these days, no different from usual. She mentioned wanting to see you this morning… alright, I won’t keep it from you anymore.”

On the other end of the phone.

Zhao Yingjun’s voice was filled with mirth:

“Qiaoqiao… wants to give you a [surprise].”

A surprise.

Lin Xian heard this word and gave a wry smile.

What is considered a surprise?

It better not be a fright!

However.

Lin Xian caught on to the hints in Zhao Yingjun’s words.

To put it plainly, what Lin Xian feared most was that Yan Qiaoqiao suddenly recovered her memories and then played the filial piety card to kill her kin.

But according to Zhao Yingjun, Qiaoqiao hadn’t exhibited any abnormal changes in the past few days.

As two people who lived closely together.

If there was anything amiss with Yan Qiaoqiao, Zhao Yingjun would have informed him right away.

That is to say…

The current Yan Qiaoqiao hadn’t regained her memories as Lin Yuxi.

So, my head should be temporarily safe.

Thinking through this logic, Lin Xian also let out a sigh of relief.

It seems the earlier thoughts were a bit too extreme.

Right now, the most direct way to confirm if there had been any changes to the July 7th beheading disaster… is to go to sleep early and enter a dream, to see what The Seventh Dreamland has become, and try to find information about my past there.

But this isn’t guaranteed to work.

It depends on whether I can still meet familiar people.

Anyway.

Since Zhao Yingjun is clear about what kind of [surprise] Yan Qiaoqiao has prepared for me, there is nothing to be nervous about, just boldly go to the appointment.

Since parting ways on Children’s Day, he indeed hadn’t seen Yan Qiaoqiao for half a month.

“Sure.”

Lin Xian agreed directly:

“It’s getting late, let’s head to the restaurant.”

“Since Qiaoqiao has prepared a surprise for me… then I’ll treat her to thank her, ask Qiaoqiao what she wants to eat, I’ll book a restaurant and tell you, and we can meet there.”

After the negotiations over the distance.

Finally, they decided to go for hot pot.

Remembering the way the fake Yu Xi gobbled up her food in the hot pot restaurant, Lin Xian couldn’t help but feel a bit amused…

Did hot pot disappear in The Future World?

Why do all Space-Time Travelers love eating hot pot so much?

Hanging up the phone.

Lin Xian packed up the things on the ground and headed towards the Alphard Business Vehicle.

After placing everything on the seat and shutting down his laptop, Lin Xian looked up at the driver Xiao Li:

“Let’s go, to this hot pot restaurant.”

…

At noon.

Lin Xian intentionally arrived a bit late and peered through the transparent glass window of the hot pot restaurant, clearly seeing the figures of Zhao Yingjun and Yan Qiaoqiao.

He had deliberately chosen this spot.

Close to the window, for easy outside observation.

He squinted for a while, watching Yan Qiaoqiao… indeed, he didn’t find anything unusual.

Whether it was her gaze, demeanor, or expressions, all were as usual.

Her figure hadn’t changed either, still petite.

No matter how one looked at it, she was nothing like the ferocious Time-Space Assassin Lin Yuxi capable of slashing someone’s throat.

Lin Xian exhaled.

After all, this concerned his own life, so being cautious was never a mistake. After assuring safety, he walked towards the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, pushed open the door, and sat opposite Zhao Yingjun and Yan Qiaoqiao.