Genius Club.

Chapter 492 Black Dream
Nowadays.

1952 10 Month 28 Day.

This is the time period when the United States implements daylight saving time.

Lin Xian had discussed this point of knowledge with the team leader when he went to the United States to participate in a competition. The daylight saving time in the United States lasts from the second Sunday of March to the first Sunday of November each year.

Western countries... always seem to like to define time nodes in strange ways like Sundays and Fridays, which Lin Xian thinks is indeed a bit anti-human.

But since we are in the United States, we should follow the local customs.

During the daylight saving time, the time in New York, USA is exactly 12 hours behind that in the capital of Dragon Kingdom; while during the winter time, the time in New York is 13 hours behind that in Dragon Kingdom.

It is not even November yet, so the time in Brooklyn where Lin Xian is located is exactly 11 hours slower than Longguo standard time; this also brings some convenience in time conversion for him who does not have a watch.

“Is this the cheapest hotel?”

Led by CC, Lin Xian traveled through the slums of Brooklyn and finally stopped in front of a house that looked barely habitable.

“I don’t know if it’s the cheapest.”

CC spread his hands:
"How can I afford to live in a place like this... Since the welfare home was closed, I have either slept under a bridge or in a park. Only rich people would stay in a hotel."

"Rich man?"

Lin Xian looked at this hotel which was neither very formal nor very hygienic... and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Who are the rich people who live here?

However, now that I have $1, I am probably considered a rich man in CC's eyes.

"Lin Xian, are you sure you have thought it through?"

CC looked at Lin Xian with some worry in his eyes:
"It's just a one-night stand. You can get by anywhere. Why waste 30 cents in a hotel?"

"Even if you make $2 easily... you still need to eat and spend money in the future. I really suggest you think about it carefully."

however.

Lin Xian shook his head:
"I forgot to tell you, CC. I have a problem. Once I fall asleep, I can't wake up no matter what... I really can't wake up no matter what. Even if you hit me with a stick, it's useless."

"So, you understand what I mean. The reason why I am so stubborn about finding a hotel is ultimately for safety reasons."

"If we were sleeping in a park or under a bridge, what would we do if we were in danger or met bad guys? You could run away, but I can't. Even if they kill me, I won't wake up. I'll just die in my dreams."

"I won't run."

CC frowned slightly and looked at Lin Xian:

"Why would I run? I'll protect you."

"You treated me to a meal and took me to the Brooklyn Heights Promenade to see the scenery of Manhattan... You were so good to me. If I ran away when you were in danger, who do you think I was?"

Hear this.

Lin Xian smiled slightly, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

This makes it even more impossible to let CC sleep on the street:

"Alright, alright, I'm the one paying anyway, let's go in."

……

This hotel is the legendary 30-cent hotel that the two found after searching for a long time.

For the first few stores, the basic price is around 50 cents.

There was another one that cost 40 cents, and Lin Xian originally planned to stay there, but CC refused to agree, saying it was too expensive and that he had to find a 30-cent hotel.

Finally, the hard work paid off and it was found.

"You were actually lying to me, weren't you?"

Taking the last step before entering the hotel, CC turned around and looked at Lin Xian:

"Honestly... I don't believe that someone could really fall asleep and never wake up."

"hehe."

Lin Xian chuckled and spread his hands:
“You can always verify it.”

How could Lin Xian possibly lie to CC about this matter?

He knew better than CC how important 30 cents was in that era and in his situation.

This is definitely a huge sum of money.

but……

no way.

Safe sleeping is more important than anything else.

Now that he has traveled back to 1952, the two biggest dilemmas Lin Xian faces are money and safety.

I thought that by relying on reverse forced avoidance, at least my life safety could be guaranteed.

This is his biggest trump card and also the capital that allows him to bravely venture into the old times.

But who wants to.

After coming here and meeting CC, I realized...

In this era, the Millennium Pile has not been laid, the time-space rejection has not taken effect, even CC has not become a Millennium Pile, and his own eyes have not turned blue.

[In this case, will the reverse forced avoidance still take effect as scheduled? ]

Think of this.

Lin Xian pursed his lips and shook his head.

He wasn't sure.

I dare not try it rashly.

What if the reverse forced avoidance also becomes ineffective because the Millennium Pile has not yet been driven in and the laws of time and space have not yet taken effect?
Doesn't that mean that if I were really shot, I would really die in a foreign land, in Brooklyn in 1952?
Lin Xian definitely wouldn't dare to take the risk as the cost would be too high.

and so.

Looking back now, he felt somewhat fortunate that he was being chased by a dozen black men after stealing the newspaper from the little black boy. He considered himself to be blessed with a long life.

"It's better to be careful. Before we are sure whether [Reverse Forced Avoidance] can take effect as promised, it's better to stay safe."

This is also the reason why Lin Xian cannot rely on the "Five-Star Good Citizen" method to make money.

First of all, this is the real world, not a dream. There is no option to reload the game and start over. You can only complete the game with one life.

Secondly, without reverse forced avoidance to protect himself, two fists are no match for four hands. Lin Xian doesn't want to get into trouble in Brooklyn and ruin a series of salvation plans and the chance to learn the truth.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian smiled helplessly:

"I never thought that I would actually be a 'law-abiding citizen' in the truest sense of the word."

CC turned around after hearing this:

"Isn't it the most important thing to obey the law? What else do you want to do?"

"No."

Lin Xian spread his hands:
"I'm just feeling that this isn't my home turf, Los Angeles. Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry in and get a room."

……

30 cent.

In the poorest part of New York, Brooklyn, the poorest neighborhood, the cheapest hotel, the cheapest room... there was no sense of expectation.

"A standard room for 30 cents."

Lin Xian placed two coins at the front desk of the hotel. The owner took them, then searched for the key and threw them to Lin Xian.

Take the small key.

Lin Xian waved to CC, and the two of them went upstairs together on the creaking wooden stairs.

He is very clear.

The 30-cent standard room could not have a private bathroom or any other extra facilities, let alone a TV in 1952.

"I guess there are only two single beds in there, and the bathroom is shared."

Lin Xian yawned and inserted the key into the keyhole.

open.

Push the door——

The moonlight shone through the fluttering dirty curtains, spreading frost on the floor and illuminating the small room.

Really small.

There was no extra furniture, tables or chairs. There was only a single bed that took up two-thirds of the room. If you walked a little further forward after entering the door, you could kick the corner of the bed.

"No."

Lin Xian was dumbfounded:
"Just one bed?!"

"if not?"

CC asked back:
"What more do you want for 30 cents?"

Lin Xian was puzzled:

"A standard room... shouldn't it have two beds? I thought it had two beds."

"fine."

CC walked past Lin Xian and went to the window.

She reached out to close the window to stop the cold wind from seeping in, then pointed to the floor beneath her feet:

"I can just sleep on the floor."

"I'd better sleep on the floor."

Lin Xian said:

"It doesn't make sense to let a girl sleep on the floor."

CC shook his head:
"I'm very happy to be able to sleep in a windless place thanks to you. Not only that...if I sleep in the park, the police will come to drive away the homeless at night, and I will have to change places several times a night."

“But look at it now.”

CC spread his arms, looked at the narrow and shabby room, smiled slightly, and his eyes curved into beautiful little crescents:
"It's warm here, and no one will chase us away. This is definitely the most comfortable night's sleep I've ever had. Hehe... Looking at it this way, although 30 cents is a bit expensive, it's still worth it!"

……

Lin Xian looked at the sincere smile on CC's face.

There are mixed feelings in my heart.

He could tell.

CC likes it here very much and is very satisfied with this dirty, dilapidated, damp, crowded, old room without toilet and faucet.

Airtight,

No one chased,

This is the most comfortable and happiest night in CC's eyes.

She smiled so sweetly and happily.

This made Lin Xian have an illusion... as if this place was a five-star hotel, a luxurious villa, and a paradise on earth.

He closed his eyes.

Feeling a little chest tightness.

"You sleep on the bed." Lin Xian pulled CC out from the corner by the window, then wrapped himself in a church cotton coat, rested his arms on the floor, and lay down on the floor.

"Eh?"

CC blinked and looked at Lin Xian who was ready to fall asleep:
"No... You can't do this, Lin Xian. You paid for the hotel, how can you not sleep on the bed?"

"Okay, that's it."

Lin Xian closed his eyes:

"Stop talking."

"..."

CC didn't say anything, but stared at Lin Xian, who was lying motionless on the ground with her lips pursed. Although she had only known this amazing man for one day.

But she understood.

Once this man makes up his mind about something, it is very difficult to change his mind, just like the series of abnormal things he did today.

Silent for a long time.

"Thank you……"

she said softly.

……

Afterwards, CC went to the public bathroom at the end of the second floor to wash up briefly. After returning to the room, she took off the hairband on her hair, put it around her slender wrist, and sat on the edge of the bed.

She thought for a moment.

Clenched fist.

As if mustering up a lot of courage, he looked at Lin Xian lying on the ground:

"In fact, we can squeeze together... back to back, and... the blankets here are very thin. It's so cold, we definitely won't... take off our clothes."

Lin Xian stood up from the ground.

Smiled:
"Don't worry so much. Haven't you been wandering for a long time? Haven't you had a good night's sleep for a long time?"

"So, don't be so polite. This bed is yours tonight. Have a good sleep."

"I'll go out and wash up and use the bathroom, then I'll go to the first floor bar to check the clock and come back up."

After saying that, Lin Xian walked straight out the door.

The bathroom at the end of the second floor was equally dilapidated and dirty. After washing up, Lin Xian went to the bar on the first floor.

Of course there is no clock in the 30-cent room, so you can only come here to check the time.

On the bulky and old pendulum clock, the hour hand and minute hand overlapped vertically, and the time was exactly 0 o'clock in the morning.

Converted to Longguo time, that is 12 noon.

That is to say...

Another 42 minutes later, it would be the earliest time for him to fall asleep.

He couldn't wait to verify what kind of dream he would have in 1952 after traveling through time, when history had not yet been locked.
Is it a return to the first dream of robbing a bank with Big Face Cat?

Or will it continue to be the same as before, dreaming of the ninth dream in which only the failed novelist Maimai survived?

"Feel……"

He scratched the back of his head, feeling the "kite string" behind his head that connected the future time and space of 2234 and the world line of 0.0001764.

"I feel that the probability of dreaming the ninth dream is still higher. After all, as long as the 'kite string' is still there, it means that the world line has not changed at all, and the future time and space, the scene on August 2624, 8, should not change at all."

"So, since nothing has changed, it's just that I personally traveled from 2234 to 1952 and had a dream. Essentially, there is no change... Just like I hibernated from 2025 to 2234, a time span of 200 years has passed, but I still have the same dream, right?"

He opened his mouth and yawned loudly.

I'm really tired today.

My eyelids are already drooping.

"Let's go find Maimai..."

He grunted and walked up the stairs.

……

Go back to the room, close the door and lock it.

CC was on the bed, wrapped in clothes and a blanket, looking over here:
"Are you sure you want to sleep on the floor?"

"That's it for today."

Lin Xian said:

"When I make a lot of money, I will definitely book a double room."

puff-

CC was amused and closed his eyes on the pillow:

"What a grand goal... Well, good night."

"Good night."

Lin Xian walked to the gap between the window and the single bed and lay on the floor again.

Very hard and uncomfortable.

But when I think about the fact that CC had been sleeping in even worse conditions over the past few years, I don’t feel that bad anymore.

Anyway, once I fall asleep, I can't wake up no matter what. It doesn't matter whether I sleep on a good bed or a bad bed. It doesn't affect the quality of my sleep at all.

not to mention……

When I think about the fact that CC could turn into blue stardust and dissipate at any time, and that it would definitely happen within a month...

Lin Xian felt even more regretful.

Perhaps in CC's eyes, he was just a stranger whom he had known for less than a day;
But in his eyes, the shadows of Chu Anqing and CC have long been integrated with the first-generation CC, with the same smile, the same eyebrows, the same freshness...they cannot be separated.

He yawned again.

Today's running around has indeed consumed too much of my physical energy.

I won’t endure it anymore.

Go to sleep and dream.

He wrapped himself tightly in his church coat and felt the nights in Brooklyn getting colder and colder, as if a cold wave was blowing through, and the temperature dropped sharply, approaching below zero.

He closed his eyes.

Breathing becomes even.

gradually……

Fell asleep.

……

……

rustling...

In a daze, Lin Xian felt something moving around him, and a heavy feeling pressing on him.

It's like sleep paralysis.

Ok?
Is this some strange dream?
But why does it feel... different from previous dreams?
I felt dizzy and could hardly open my eyes.

No.

Must open!

Feel like danger is approaching!
He jumped up with a leap—

"Hey!"

A girl's scream.

He opened his eyes.

But found...

At this moment, he was not dreaming, and was still in the 30-cent hotel in Brooklyn; in front of him stood CC with a surprised look on his face, and the quilt that he had kicked open was on the ground.

Lin Xian rubbed his eyes:

"CC? What... are you doing?"

"I want to cover you with a blanket."

CC pointed to the quilt on the ground:
"It seems like a cold wave is coming. Look, there are icicles on the windows. I was afraid that you would be cold sleeping on the floor, so I said I would cover you with a blanket, but... you see, I said you were lying to me!"

"You said you couldn't wake up after falling asleep, but I just covered you with the quilt and you woke up in an instant."

?

"Wait a moment."

Lin Xian called a halt to CC.

not right...

There is something very wrong with this.

He drew aside the curtains with a swish and found that it was still dark outside and the moon was still in the western sky:

"What time is it? What time?"

CC came over, looked at the position of the moon outside the window, and without thinking:

"It should be around 3 or 4 in the morning."

Lin Xian frowned:

"That's not right... I won't be able to wake up before 12:42."

"It's not even time for me to wake up from my dream yet. How come I woke up right after you covered me with a blanket?"

suddenly.

Lin Xian was stunned.

He seemed to understand the root of all this, which was terrifying when he thought about it carefully!
This is something that has never happened in my 26 years of life since I was born.

【He is not dreaming! 】

"How can this be."

Lin Xian frowned.

Since he was born, there has not been a single night when he did not dream, and he always dreams of August 2624, 8.

This is his law, his rule, as eternal and unchanging as the sun rising every day.

But why.

Today, his ability to dream about the future... has completely failed?

He closed his eyes.

Rub your temples.

He was very sure that he was not dreaming, not even for a second.

After falling asleep, I felt darkness and had no memory at all.

This year, 1952, is really unusual:

All the laws of time and space are invalid;

The thousand-year pile has not yet become a pile;
Even his ability to dream disappeared simultaneously.

What is the reason?

He opened his eyes and looked out the window at the moon which was gradually covered by dark clouds.

Zhao Yingjun once asked him if he had ever thought about why, among so many people in the world, he was the only one who had the ability to dream about the future world.

Of course Lin Xian thought about it.

But it’s impossible to figure this out.

No one knows why, no one knows the reason, but I was born with this ability.

He originally thought that this was a problem that did not need explanation and that he could just treat it as an innate superpower.

But now it seems that his dream is not that simple!
Lin Xian turned around and looked at the first generation CC who was standing beside the bed and looking at him in confusion.

Could it be that……

[I have the ability to dream about the future world 600 years from now... Is it also related to the formation and driving of the Millennium Piles? ]

(End of this chapter)