Genius Club.

Chapter 486 Blue and Black

Chapter 486 Blue and Black (Thanks to bbfly for the reward!)

"C...C?"

Lin Xian opened his eyes wide and looked at the girl in front of him who was very familiar.

The same.

The hair color, pupils, even the hair curl and the position of the teardrop mole are all exactly right!
Plus, this is CC's hometown, Brooklyn, so Lin Xian blurted out the name CC without even thinking.

He was in a daze for a moment.

I thought that this trip to 1952 to find the Millennium Pile would be a very difficult or even impossible task.

He had originally planned to start the investigation from Einstein's side. After all... Albert Einstein was a super celebrity in that era, and it would be much easier to find him than to look for a thousand-year-old stake that knew nothing and had no clues.

But I didn't expect it.

The Millennium Pile from 1952 is guarding the exact point where the time and space rift occurs.

Could this be...

Is it inevitable?

The space-time cracks were originally caused by the driving of Millennium Piles, so thinking about it the other way around, the Millennium Piles themselves... do they also have the function of locating space-time cracks?
"what?"

The girl was quite surprised to hear the name CC.

She jumped down from the roadside railing, looked at Lin Xian, and spoke in very standard American English:
"How do you know my name? Do you know me?"

Now it was Lin Xian's turn to be stunned.

He just shouted subconsciously without thinking.

The moment he said it, he knew he had called the wrong name. This girl couldn't be An Qing or CC.

The reason is...

That extremely fluent American accent.

Lin Xian had heard Chu Anqing speak English. He had to admit that Chu Anqing, whose academic performance was not very good, spoke English with a strong Dragon Country flavor, just like thousands of other Dragon Country students.

Not to mention, if the other person was An Qing or CC, they would definitely communicate with me in Chinese.

Since the warning when he was caught stealing newspapers was in English, it was enough to show that... the other party did not know him and could not be Chu Anqing and CC, but the first Millennium Pillar who was born and raised in this era.

This is also very reasonable.

After all, this is 1952, an era where neither Chu Anqing nor CC should have appeared.

But the problem is——

【Looking at this girl's reaction, her name is really CC! 】

What's going on here?

For a moment, Lin Xian couldn't figure out who she was.

"Your real name is CC?"

Lin Xian frowned, looking at the girl in front of him who was extremely familiar and yet extremely unfamiliar.

"correct."

The girl's beautiful eyes are even more curious:
"Besides, no one has called me by this name for a long, long time...My grandma gave it to me as a joke when I was a kid."

"Because my first and last name both start with C, and both words are very long, and there are many children in my family, my grandmother joked that I should be called CC from now on for convenience... so I just kept calling it that."

"But...how did you know that? Only my family would call me that."

Lin Xian was about to say something.

The little black boy who had just found the change turned around and stared at the newspaper in Lin Xian's hand:
"Sir! Please pay me for the newspaper!"

Tsk.

Lin Xian smacked his lips.

Alas, it’s all because of this girl who is also called CC.

If she hadn't interrupted his spell and exposed his crime of stealing the newspaper, he would have slipped away with nothing and succeeded perfectly.

Who would have thought.

The stealing skills that always work in dreams were reported and exposed by "my own people" in reality. How pathetic.

Lin Xian looked at the little black boy and said in English:
"I just took a look. I'm not interested. I'll give it back to you."

As he said this, he handed the Brooklyn Journal back to him.

however.

The little black boy took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and refused to answer:
"Sir! You can't return the newspaper without reading it. Since you have read the content, you must pay for it!"

Lin Xian was dissatisfied:

"Aren't you forcing me to buy and sell? Is that unreasonable?"

“That’s the Brooklyn way!”

The little black boy yelled at the top of his voice:

"Someone come! Someone is stealing! Someone is stealing newspapers without paying!"

Shout out loud.

The black people who were sitting on the street, waiting for work, or wandering around stood up and gathered around.

Not good...

Lin Xian pursed his lips.

The history knowledge he had learned told him that gangs and mafia were rampant in Brooklyn, USA in the 50s.

Most of these gangs are based on race and region; the main ones are Irish gangs, Italian gangs, and some more violent and chaotic black gangs.

These people are at the bottom of American society and are extremely unreasonable.

Lin Xian turned his head and looked at CC:

"Look, it's all your fault for talking too much that you got into trouble."

CC crossed his arms and snorted:
"You think you're right to steal? It's wrong in itself, just pay for it."

"Then I have to have money too..."

Lin Xian touched his trouser pocket, hoping for a miracle.

But the sad discovery...

The otter suit he was wearing didn't even have pockets, let alone any money inside.

Lin Xian looked at CC:

"How about you lend me a few cents first? I don't want to cause any trouble here. I will definitely pay you back tenfold later."

"I don't have any money either."

CC spread his hands and smiled bitterly:
"Who would sit here in broad daylight if they had money to eat?"

The blacks have gradually gathered around, rubbing their hands in anticipation of a fight.

Lin Xian looked at this dangerous situation:
"According to [Brooklyn's rules], what will happen to me? Will I be beaten to death?"

"He'll probably be beaten half to death." CC said.

"What should I do?"

Lin Xian turned his head:

“Is there any [Brooklyn solution]?”

puff-

CC was amused by Lin Xian's words and pulled his arm:
"What else can we do? Run!"

Give an order.

Lin Xian followed CC and started running at full speed.

A group of black people who had nothing to do and wanted to vent their emotions followed them, cursing.

Fortunately, Lin Xian’s parkour skills were at their best, and CC was also extremely agile, and under her skillful guidance, the two of them crossed the gaps between the buildings in Brooklyn, and soon they could no longer hear the sound of pursuit from behind.

This is also the reason why Lin Xian remained calm and even had the mind to make a joke just now.

With the parkour skills he has trained for so many years in the dream, if he can't be defeated, can't he escape?
No matter how bad the gang situation in Brooklyn is, is it stressful to have all kinds of special police + helicopters + snipers + armored vehicles chasing you from all directions as in the first dream?

In that extreme situation, Lin Xian could use parkour skills to run around, not to mention running away from a few black people now, which was not difficult at all.

Taking guns into consideration, Lin Xian was even less afraid.

If someone dares to pull a gun on himself, it will inevitably trigger a reverse forced avoidance and cause him to collapse to the ground.

After several previous tests, Lin Xian has a very good understanding of entangled space-time particles and his current state.

If the opponent punches or kicks you a few times, it may not trigger the reverse forced avoidance, but if it uses firearm bullets, it will 100% be triggered.

The only thing that surprised Lin Xian was...

[This thousand-year-old girl obviously doesn't recognize me and doesn't have the memory fragments like CC, so why is she willing to take me with her to escape? ]

It was obvious that this matter had nothing to do with her. She was the one who stole the newspaper, and those black people who were ready to fight were also coming for her. There was no need for her to get involved in this mess.

Lin Xian made several jumps and followed the fleeing figure in the path, squinting his eyes and looking at the devilish ponytail bouncing left and right in front of him.

Is it...

Is there any other special reason?
In short.

We must learn more about this girl from the 50s who is also named CC, looks exactly like Chu Anqing, and is also a millennium pile.

"All right."

The two were in a narrow corridor. CC clapped his hands, turned around and looked at Lin Xian:

"It's safe here. Those black people are lazy. They will be too lazy to chase after a while."

"Thank you."

Lin Xian looked at his feet covered in black ash, hesitated, and then raised his head:
"Do you know me?"

CC shook his head:
"Of course I don't know you."

"Then why did you want to save me?" Lin Xian asked.

CC folded his arms and leaned against the wall:
"Before that...shouldn't you answer my question first? Tell me, how did you know my name is CC? Who told you that?"

"No one told me."

Lin Xian shook his head:
"I just called you casually. I have a friend who looks a lot like you, and her name is CC... I thought I called you the wrong name, but I didn't expect that your name is also CC."

CC frowned after hearing this:
"Are you kidding me? Is this how you treat your savior?"

Lin Xian smiled helplessly:

"I'm telling the truth. But..."

He turned his head and looked at the alley behind him, feeling that something was wrong:
"Are you sure we've really gotten rid of those black people? Why do I feel a chill on the back of my head?"

He scratched the back of his head and suddenly realized that this was not an illusion or some inexplicable sixth sense.

But... he could really feel something on the back of his head!

Can't see.

Intangible.

But there was indeed something like a kite string, pulling at the back of his head and the kite in the sky, forming a subtle connection.

I was so busy just now that I didn't pay much attention to this feeling.

But now I can relax and calm down.

This feeling of being slightly pulled is really uncomfortable.

Where does the kite string come from?

Where is this invisible, intangible, and intangible kite string connected to?

His eyes widened.

"understood."

Lin Xian muttered softly:

"I see. This... is the return mechanism of entangled space-time particles. The kite string is connected to... the year 2234, the time point when I traveled through time."

This feeling is amazing.

It's also hard to describe in words.

But Lin Xian could really feel the existence of this "kite string".

perhaps.

The travel mechanism of entangled space-time particles is similar to flying a kite.

The kite flying in the sky against the wind is like traveling back to your past self in 1952. As long as you have the "kite string" pulling you, it doesn't matter how it jumps around. When you want to go back, you just need to tighten the "kite string" and the kite will naturally return to the ground.

but……

If something goes wrong, causing the world line to jump, that is, the "kite line" to break, then you will truly become a kite with a broken string, losing contact with the ground, that is, the original time and space, and can never return to the time when you set out in 2234.

Lin Xian closed his eyes.

He then immersively felt the discomfort on the back of his head, and could truly and accurately feel the existence of the "kite line". He was even certain that as long as he controlled his thoughts and climbed up along this "kite line", he would immediately disappear from 1952 and return to the starting point in 2234.

"It's amazing."

He opened his eyes and stopped his subconscious mind from climbing the "kite string".

It is still too early for me to complete my mission and find out the truth of everything. I am not in a hurry to go back. Let the kite fly for a while, as long as the string is not broken.

"Hey!"

CC yelled next to him:

"How can you be so ungrateful? I'm asking you a question, why are you just standing there in a daze? Tsk... I shouldn't have saved you earlier."

Lin Xian came to his senses, turned around and faced CC:

"What do you want to know mainly? Do you want to know why I know your name is CC?"

CC nodded.

"Is this name very important to you?" Lin Xian continued to ask.

CC was silent for a while:

"It's not that it's particularly important, but...no one has called me by this name for many years, and I do...miss it a little."

"Can you tell me something?"

Lin Xian asked:
"Everything I just said is true. I do know a girl named CC, but she is definitely not you. I also want to know what the relationship between her and you is."

"So...if you don't mind, could you tell me your story, your identity, and the origin of your name in detail? Maybe I can really find some clues to answer your questions."

CC blinked and looked at Lin Xian:

"Can you really tell me...my life story?"

“I can only say it’s possible.”

Lin Xian replied rigorously:

"Although the possibility is relatively small, I will definitely not lie to you."

"I also hope you can understand that although I did steal a newspaper from the little black boy, it was also a helpless act. It doesn't mean that I am a bad person."

"I also know that in this era, if the little black boy lost a newspaper, he would definitely be beaten up when he returned to report, so don't worry... I will definitely pay him back the money I owe him for the newspaper before tonight. I will keep my promise and will definitely be responsible for this."

……

At present, Lin Xian has also seen it.

This girl, whose name is also CC, is as kind as Chu Anqing and CC.

She must have exposed her crime of stealing newspapers in order to prevent the little black boy from being beaten when he returned home.

This is an act of kindness and justice. Lin Xian has no opinion or prejudice about it, and he himself never thinks that his behavior is correct.

After all, this is the reality of 1952, not a dream of infinite reincarnation.

therefore.

When doing many things, you must consider the consequences.

At first he really just wanted to see the address and date. Since the [rule in Brooklyn] is "newspapers cannot be returned after opening", then he wouldn't return it. He would just buy it on credit and pay the black boy during the day.

CC looked at Lin Xian.

His expression also became relaxed.

really.

It was what I just said that worked, temporarily dispelling the negative impression of "despicable thief".

"I was adopted by a kind grandmother when I was little."

CC said softly:

"She was a very kind single grandmother, a very nice person with a good heart. The ruthless First World War took away her family, and her husband and children all died on the battlefield."

"After the war, she received a lot of compensation and the country awarded her many medals. Having lost her family, she decided to use the money to do some good deeds... so she set up an orphanage that specializes in adopting orphans."

"I don't know who my parents are. Soon after I was born, I was wrapped in swaddling clothes and placed in front of my grandmother's orphanage. My biological parents only left a note with my name on it and the hope that my kind-hearted grandmother would take me in."

Lin Xian listened silently.

Nod.

So this is ah……

He originally thought that the grandmother CC was referring to was her real grandmother, her father's mother, a blood relative.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the director of the welfare home, a poor man who lost his family in the war.

The First World War began in 1914 and ended in 1918. When the United States officially entered the war, the war was already in its final stage. Although the United States was aiming to make war profits... some soldiers still sacrificed.

Naturally, this includes the kind grandmother's husband and children.

The first Millennium Girl disappeared in 1952, which means she should have been born in 1932. By that time, the orphanage should have taken in and raised many children.

"There are a lot of children in the orphanage, more than 30."

CC continued:

"So... Grandma often calls us by simple nicknames. She saw that my name was too long, and my first and last names were too long, so she just used the first letter and simply called me CC."

"The origin of this name is so simple, there is no profound story. The reason why I was touched by your calling me by this name is mainly because I miss those days. I like the life in the orphanage, with my grandma and other children. Those times are gone forever."

Lin Xian caught the blind spot:
"Could it be that... that grandma..."

"Yes."

C nodded:
"My grandmother passed away a few years ago, and the orphanage couldn't survive for various reasons. All of us kids were either adopted or ended up on the streets."

"No one wants to adopt a child my age. They're too old, so everyone just dispersed and now I don't know what's happening to the others. At least in Brooklyn, I haven't seen any of my old friends. They're probably no longer here, or... dead."

"Since then, no one has ever called me CC. Even if people call me by my name, they always call me by my long last name. So... I am still very curious about the fact that you were able to call me CC today."

Lin Xian said:
"So that's how it is. You led me to escape and rescued me just now because you heard me calling CC's name and it triggered my memories."

"That's not it."

CC shook his head:
"That's not why I saved you. Of course, it's definitely wrong for you to steal someone's newspaper without paying for it. As long as you pay the black kid back today, it can barely be considered as making up for your mistake."

"The reason why I saved you...is actually because of your appearance."

Ok?
Lin Xian was stunned:

"Looks like?"

Can being handsome really make a living?
CC smiled:
"My grandmother told me since I was a child that although my name is an American name, judging from my appearance, I must be a pure Dragon Chinese."

"She said it was a distant country that was always at war, but it was a country with a long, great and legendary history. She judged that my parents or my ancestors must have sneaked across the ocean to escape the war."

"So, my grandmother taught me that compatriots should help each other, especially when we meet compatriots in a foreign country, we should lend a helping hand when they are in trouble."

Lin Xian suddenly realized:

"I see."

But then, he became a little confused and pointed at his face:
"But there is one thing that is quite strange. How did you know from my appearance that I am from Dragon Country?"

He pointed to his eyes again:

"Logically speaking, how could a Dragon Country person have eyes like this? Shouldn't we first suspect that they are mixed-blood?"

CC tilted his head and blinked:

"It's so obvious, why should we doubt it? Although I can't speak or understand Chinese, I knew it was the language of Dragon Country when I heard your shocked words after reading the newspaper."

"Besides... you are mixed blood? What kind of blood? You have black hair, black pupils, and yellow skin... you look like a pure Dragon Country person."

???

Lin Xian opened his eyes wide:

"What did you say? Black pupils?"

"if not?"

CC looked at Lin Xian as if he was a fool:
"Are you color blind? Even if you are color blind, you won't see black as any other color."

Lin Xian had no intention of listening to CC at all.

He looked around and found a scrapped motorcycle parked in the corner with an intact rearview mirror on the handlebars.

He ran over quickly.

Turn the rearview mirror over and point it at your face——

I saw.

A familiar face full of confusion and surprise slowly moved from the left side of the rearview mirror to the middle.

Unchanged.

Not changed at all!

My appearance did not have any time-space rejection. It was exactly the same as the face I had seen many times in the mirror every day before I traveled through time and space! No difference at all!

His eyes widened.

Looking at my dark and deep pupils in the mirror...

black.

It’s actually black!

There is not a trace of blue light!

"What's the matter?"

He turned around suddenly and looked around.

He obviously traveled through time.

It was clearly 1952,

He is clearly a time traveler,

but.

What about time and space rejection?
What about blue eyes?
Lin Xian felt a chill down his spine and took a deep breath: