Genius Club.

Chapter 516 Genius Club

Chapter 516 Genius Club
At the front desk of a high-end hotel in Brooklyn, little Ji Xinshui stood on tiptoe and leaned on the countertop, looking at the waiter with a worried look on his face:
"Excuse me, Mr. Douglas still didn't come back yesterday?"

The waiter inside nodded:

"We are also very worried about Mr. Douglas. We don't know what happened to him... It has been half a month since he left in a taxi that day, and he has not returned since then."

"Mr. Douglas was very generous and paid for the room many days in advance, so even though the room fee has already expired, we still reserve the room for him and wait for his return."

"We are also very distressed about the current situation. We don't know whether we should call the police, but... on the other hand, what if Mr. Douglas really has something urgent to deal with? It is better to keep the situation as it is and not cause him any more trouble."

Ji Xinshui sighed, slouched down from the bar, walked out of the hotel lobby, and returned to the street.

That day, after Mr. Douglas taught him to study hard and serve his country, he went to church every day to pray devoutly, hoping that God would give him this opportunity.

I don’t know if it was really God’s blessing or Douglas’s guidance…

After the priest of the church learned about Ji Xinshui's situation, he readily offered to help him:
"We have many believers here who are willing to sponsor you. Many kind-hearted friends have told me that they hope to donate to some poor children who want to go to school."

"It just so happens that I have a good friend in New Jersey who is the principal of a charity middle school. If you are willing... I can introduce you to him. You don't have to worry about tuition and living expenses. Those kind and caring believers are willing to provide you with financial assistance."

"Besides, there are many job opportunities specifically for students in Charity Middle School, such as cleaning or doing odd jobs in the cafeteria, which are enough for you to support yourself. So... kid, if you really want to study hard and go back to build our backward motherland, I suggest you go to this Charity Middle School."

When Ji Xinshui heard this, he was of course very grateful and agreed immediately.

A few days later.

The priest brought him good news, everything went well:
"I have arranged everything for you, including the ride to New Jersey. You will leave from here on Thursday morning, and the kind believers will take you to the charity school, where you can study with peace of mind."

"Great!"

Little Ji Xinshui's eyes sparkled with light, as if she saw herself returning home after completing her studies, serving her motherland, being highly appreciated, and Mr. Douglas smiling:

"Thank you, Father! Thank you so much!"

"Do not……"

The priest waved his hand solemnly, and led Ji Xinshui to turn around and face the statue of Saint Jesus on the wall of the church:

“It is the merciful Lord whom we should thank.”

He and Ji Xinshui recited the Bible together, with his fingers pointed at his chest:

"Amen."

"Amen……"

Ji Xinshui also closed his eyes and said Amen. At this moment, he was more pious than anyone else.

But let's be honest.

He wasn't that religious either.

Because at this moment in his heart...he was more grateful to Mr. Douglas than to Jesus and the Godfather.

It was this great man who saved me, gave me direction in life, and made me rekindle hope in life.

"Yes, Mr. Douglas!"

Ji Xinshui opened his eyes:

"I have to tell him this good news right away! He will definitely be happy for me when he knows that I have the opportunity to study in school!"

immediately.

Little Ji Xinshui ran towards the hotel where he had been waiting for Mr. Douglas for several days and nights.

He couldn't wait any longer.

Can't wait to share this good news with my benefactor.

however……

He hugged his legs and huddled at the door of the hotel for a long time, but he didn't see Mr. Douglas.

"Perhaps, Mr. Douglas is very busy?"

Ji Xinshui wrapped himself tightly in the cold wind:
"I'll wait two more days. Anyway, the believers' ride to New Jersey won't leave until Thursday."

However, every day of expectant waiting ultimately ended in disappointment.

Ji Xinshui couldn't bear it any longer, so he mustered up the courage to go to the front desk to inquire, but...he got disturbing news.

Mr. Douglas has been missing for half a month!

After their last conversation in front of the hotel that day, Mr. Douglas never came back.

"No way?"

Little Ji Xinshui's heartbeat quickened, he held his head, his face pale:

"Mr. Douglas...is he really in danger?"

He quickly shook his head to get rid of this unlucky thought.

It'll be okay.

Nothing will happen to Mr. Douglas, such a good man.

"But I still want to tell Mr. Douglas this good news..."

After walking out of the hotel door.

Ji Xinshui sighed helplessly.

"Ok?"

suddenly.

He saw a familiar face in a taxi waiting on the roadside.

Bearded driver!
He was very impressed with the driver.

When Mr. Douglas left here for the last time that day, he took the taxi driven by this bearded driver.

Maybe this driver knows some clues!
Ji Xinshui ran over and leaned against the car window:

"Hello, sir. Excuse me... do you remember that about half a month ago, a tall, mixed-race man with blue eyes got on the bus here?"

"He was wearing a black coat and a black hat, and he looked like a mixed race of European and Asian. He got into your taxi and set off at noon that day."

Unexpected.

The bearded driver nodded without hesitation:

"Of course I remember."

He scratched his shaggy beard:
"That gentleman was so generous that he gave me $100 as a tip! I would never dream of such a ridiculous thing..."

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm waiting for customers in front of this hotel every day? I also hope to meet him again, or... other generous gentlemen. I guess those who can stay in this hotel are all wealthy people."

Very good, there is drama.

Since the driver was deeply impressed by what happened that day, it would be much easier.

Ji Xinshui expressed his purpose truthfully.

First, I wanted to thank Mr. Douglas, and second, I was very worried about Mr. Douglas' safety.

When the bearded driver heard this, he also felt very concerned about this kind man, so he told Ji Xinshui the address where he got off that day:
"It's a remote farm in the western suburbs of Brooklyn. You can see it if you follow the road out of the city. It's quite far away, and there are no other buildings around, so you can't go wrong."

"Thank you!"

Little Ji Xinshui thanked him politely.

Then he tied his shoelaces and ran towards the west.

He did have over a thousand dollars on him, enough for a taxi.

But it was given to him by Mr. Douglas, so how could he be willing to spend it! He had to use it on something more meaningful and valuable.

and so.

That farm, run to it!

……

The farm is really far away.

Ji Xinshui was out of breath and kept running until evening, late at night, and early morning before he finally reached his destination.

There's fire in my throat.

But he didn't bother to rest and looked inside the farm:
"Mr. Douglas!"

He shouted out in excitement.

Because he saw a figure wearing a black coat, a black top hat and a pair of sunglasses on his face sitting by the fence looking at the moon.

That's Mr. Douglas's clothes! Even the sunglasses are exactly the same! He won't make a mistake!

"Mr. Douglas!"

Little Ji Xinshui smiled happily, feeling relieved inside, and rushed over excitedly.

result……

When I got closer, I realized that the figure in the same attire was not Douglas, but... an elderly man with white hair showing through the brim of his hat.

He tilted his head and took a closer look at the lower half of his face beneath his sunglasses.

Einstein!

This!
It turned out to be the great scientist who was famous on TV, in newspapers and in the news, Mr. Einstein!
Ji Xinshui was stunned:

"Love, Mr. Einstein, why are you wearing Mr. Douglas's clothes?"

Einstein turned slowly.

Looking at the little kid through sunglasses:

"Do you know Douglas?"

He was curious.

Through the time and space lines in his mind, he could not see any intersection between the child named Ji Xinshui and Douglas. After all, he could only see the future after November 11th.

That is to say...

The child's interaction with Douglas occurred before November 11, a past that he had never known and could not know.

Einstein wanted to know everything about Douglas, so he continued to ask:
"Kid, can you tell me about you and Douglas?"

Ji Xinshui let down his guard and told this great man everything:
"That night, the kind-hearted Mr. Douglas rescued me..."

"..."

"He advised me to study hard and then return to Longguo to bring back knowledge and build up our backward motherland."

Einstein nodded and listened silently.

"I see."

He whispered:
"Motherland, that's what Douglas calls Dragon Country... That means, although biologically he is a mixed-blood, he is actually a real Dragon Countryman." "It can be seen that he loves Dragon Country very much and even hopes that you can return home after completing your studies."

Einstein looked reluctant and regretful.

Ji Xinshui's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he felt very bad:
"E...Mr. Einstein, can you tell me now...where is Mr. Douglas? He won't...won't..."

Little Ji Xinshui pursed her lips and didn't dare to say anything.

"he left."

Einstein lowered his head:
"He left this world..."

boom! ! !
Ji Xinshui felt as if he was struck by lightning. He took a step back and fell to the ground with a thud.

left this world.

dead.

died?

Mr. Douglas is dead! ?

"Do not."

His eyes were wet and his voice was trembling:

"We, we shall never see Mr. Douglas again?"

How he wished that the great Einstein could deny this answer, but...

The other party nodded heavily and said nothing more.

"Do not……"

Little Ji Xinshui covered her face, unable to accept this result.

He gritted his teeth.

Run from the farm.

While running, he cried out Douglas' name.

It was fine half a month ago.

How can he just die like that?

Accident?

Died of illness?
Or other reasons?

He didn't want to hear any more bad news.

This was the heaviest blow to him since the death of his parents.

Douglas is his savior, his life mentor, and the guiding brother who gives him hope and dreams.

"I haven't satisfied you yet..."

Little Ji Xinshui was really tired from running. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, feeling sad.

He looked around.

It was a small forest with nice scenery, far away from the city.

He walked in, panting.

He dug a hole with branches, buried all the money Douglas had given him, including dozens of hundred-dollar bills and a huge amount of money he was reluctant to spend, in the hole, and filled it with dirt.

This was the only thing Douglas left him.

Bury it now...

Consider it a memorial to Douglas's grave.

Then he picked up two hard, straight branches, tied them into a cross, and stuck it on the grave.

Take two steps back.

Kneeling on the ground, I bowed deeply to Douglas's grave:
"I won't let you down."

He said firmly:
"I will definitely follow your teachings, learn something from it, return to my motherland, and build my hometown!"

He kowtowed a few more times.

Little Ji Xinshui stood up and looked at the cross standing in the night:

"Mr. Douglas, this Thursday, I will go to Charity High School in New Jersey and officially start my academic career."

"But I will come to see you often. No matter how busy or important things are in the future..."

“Every winter, I come to Brooklyn to visit you and sweep your grave.”

……

Not far away, there is a dilapidated farm.

After sitting for more than ten days without eating, drinking or sleeping, Einstein finally stood up from his chair.

Still not sleepy or hungry.

He has thoroughly verified that while he has gained the ability to peek into the future, he has also gained immortality.

He didn't know how to describe it, but it was like...

[Time stopped for him; it was fixed at a certain day and moment, and no longer changed.]

"Am I alive, or am I dead?"

Einstein couldn't figure it out.

But this is not a very important matter.

After listening to the story of Douglas told by the little boy named Ji Xinshui, Einstein felt much better:

"It seems that Douglas is also full of hope and confidence in the future of mankind; otherwise, he would not have said such words to the child. This shows that... Douglas believes that human civilization has a future, and everything depends on human efforts!"

"Perhaps Douglas is also saving the world and the future in his own way, so... I can't stop either."

"First of all, the first step is that I must find a way to prevent the end of humanity in 1991. No matter how great the disasters that humanity will encounter in the future, we must first safely get through 1991 before history can continue."

He walked into the farm warehouse, entered the simple elevator, and pressed the switch to go down.

"But I can't do something as big as saving the future of mankind alone."

Amid the friction of the steel cables, Einstein muttered to himself:

"The power of one person is ultimately weak. I need more people to join us...more geniuses like Douglas and us who have lofty ambitions and a sense of mission."

"Correct."

Einstein narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp:
"【To save and protect the future of mankind, we need to gather more geniuses!"

Arriving in the brightly lit underground shelter, Einstein picked up the phone and dialed the number of his good friend Henry Dawson:

"Dawson, haven't you always wanted to paint an oil portrait of me? I agreed."

"Oh my God!"

There was a laugh from the other end of the phone:

"Great, brother! I finally figured it out! I—"

“However, there are some additional requirements.”

Einstein interrupted him and told him the plan he had just thought of.

The same portrait needs to be painted 8 times, and each one needs to use different levels of oil paint to hide different codes and puzzles... and so on.

Henry Dawson on the other end of the line was furious:
"You're going too far! Even if you're Einstein, your request is too much!"

"This is my art work, not your laboratory, not your sketch paper! Why do you have to hide math problems on my painting? That is the subject I hate the most! I don't agree! I absolutely don't agree!"

"OK then."

Einstein was about to hang up the phone:

"Perhaps... there are other oil painters in the United States."

"No, no, no!"

Henry Dawson panicked. He couldn't let anyone else get this chance to go down in history.

"Hey, this is all negotiable! Where are you now?"

“The Brooklyn farm,” Einstein said.

"Okay! Just wait there!"

Henry Dawson stood up quickly:

"I'll rush over with my tools right now so you don't have to regret it in a few days!"

……

hang up the phone.

Einstein sat at the desk in the shelter and began to think about establishing an organization.

Things like charter, format, assessment, [meeting time], and meeting place can all be improved later; first of all, it is inevitable to clarify the name and logo of the organization.

For an instant.

Einstein recalled that when Douglas left, his right hand was raised high and pointed straight to the sky...

The shadow of this gesture, reflected on the full moon at night, had a huge impact on Einstein and he could not forget it for a long time.

“Perhaps this sign is the best.”

Einstein nodded.

It is very likely that this was the signal or code word Douglas left for him.

He picked up the pencil and made a rough draft on the pen.

First, there was a circle...then, inside the circle was a right hand with its index finger pointing toward the sky.

"Um……"

Einstein frowned.

I always feel like something is missing, and it's a bit too monotonous from a design perspective.

suddenly.