Technology invades the modern world

Chapter 6: Dismantling the Time Bomb in the Space-Time Turbulence
"Finally home."

After 74 hours and 32 minutes, Lin Ran's mind settled on the tent he had pitched himself in Cherry Springs National Park.

The cold wind blew snow foam against the tent, making a rustling sound.

Lin Ran clenched the cold cell phone in his pocket, recalling the hissing neon tubes of Times Square, the sweet smile of Marilyn Monroe's perfume advertisement in the window, and the passers-by wrapped in wool coats slowing down their pace as they passed by - because his down jacket was shining with a strange metallic cold light under the streetlight, and the folds of the hem were still stained with the cut threads of 3M reflective strips that had not been removed.

Everything I just experienced seemed like a dream.

And now the cold arc of the edge of the iPhoneXS is reminding him that this time bomb in the turbulence of time and space has finally been successfully dismantled by him, the ghost of time and space.

Stored inside are enough fragments of the future to make the Area 51 agents collectively climax: the orbital routes of the Shenzhou series of rockets, the ion thruster drawings of the Artemis program, and even the Starship prototype he found on the SpaceX official website last year.

Looking around at the familiar scene, he boldly took out his iPhone from his pocket. Seeing that the signal was recovering, he habitually complained in his heart about the damn iPhone signal, and then Lin Ran felt relieved.

Being able to come back means everything is fine.

Even if the "door" is no longer usable, your alienated body and brain will always be real.

Relying solely on this brain, it is not difficult to achieve financial freedom at the moment.

For Lin Ran before, it was true that Graph AI was a big pitfall, but for him now, knowing the universal solution of the NS equation, Graph AI is not a big pitfall, but a panacea industry that can do everything.

Publishing articles was even easier. After knowing where the gold mine was, he would dig out a little bit at a time, and the NS equation would be enough for him to live on for the rest of his life.

I was completely relaxed. About thirty seconds passed before my iPhone regained signal. I looked at the time and compared it with the time I spent looking for the door. There was a difference of about an hour.

"If we calculate strictly based on time, then the time flow between the two sides is about 60 to 1?
"One hour passed over there, and one minute passed here?" Lin Ran pondered, "In that case, even if I stayed in the 1s for a year, only about six days would have passed here.

What if I stay here for a year?

Is the speed of time here also 60 to 1 compared to there?"

Lin Ran pressed the timer function on his iPhone, intending to strictly calculate the flow of time on both sides.

After a brief review, Lin Ran quickly called Li Xiaoman, "Hello, Sister Xiaoman."

There was a scream from the other end of the phone, followed by a clear and pleasant female voice:

"Randolph! Where are you?"

Li Xiaoman, a third-generation Chinese, is Lin Ran’s roommate and landlord, and also a senior at the State University of New York.

The relationship between the two parties has been ambiguous for the past two years. It cannot be said that they are in a relationship between a man and a woman. If they are just ordinary friends, their contact is a bit too close.

Who would go stargazing with ordinary friends to celebrate New Year's Eve?

"I was in my own tent and just fainted for no apparent reason," Lin Ran explained.

About twenty minutes later, Li Xiaoman, breathless, opened the tent door. Although Lin Ran didn't show any signs of being unwell, he said, "I just searched the entire park but couldn't find you!

Oh, forget it. Do you want to go home now or wait until tomorrow morning as planned?"

Lin Ran smiled. It was rare for him to see Li Xiaoman so anxious. Li Xiaoman lost both his parents when he was young, and grew up with his uncle and aunt, living under the care of others.

In such an environment and background, the other party was able to study all the way to a doctorate in the law department of the State University of New York. It was obvious that his spiritual core was extremely strong. He always looked calm and meticulous in front of Lin Ran. Lin Ran had never seen him panic.

Lin Ran thought for a moment and said, "Now, sorry, Xiaoman, I'm really not feeling well right now. I want to go back to my warm bed as soon as possible, not to the tent. The ground is too humid."

"Dampness?" Li Xiaoman asked puzzledly.

Even though Li Xiaoman’s name is so Chinese, and “a little perfection in life is better than everything else,” the concept of dampness is still a bit too difficult for three generations of Chinese people.

"The moisture content in the air is too high and it's too cold," Lin Ran explained.

It takes four hours to get back to New York from here. Li Xiaoman sat in the driver's seat all the way. Lin Ran simply answered the other party's questions perfunctorily, as if he was not feeling well and didn't want to say more.

"I was holding a biodegradable plastic bag and planning to go to the toilet in the woods, but halfway through, I felt very uncomfortable and sweat kept coming out of my forehead.

I quickly returned to the tent, but before I could even sit still, I passed out."

"Oh, cell phone signal? I don't know why, but the cell phone signal suddenly cut out."

Although Lin Ran's explanation was full of doubts, Li Xiaoman sat in front of the tent waiting for him to come back the whole time. She didn't look for him until she couldn't contact him for half an hour.

What was even more fatal was that there were no footprints on the ground. There were only footprints from the tent to the forest on the roadside, but no footprints from the forest back to the tent.

All these doubts led Li Xiaoman to not believe Lin Ran’s pale and weak explanation at all.

Therefore, on the way back, Li Xiaoman seemed particularly cold: "Oh", "So", "I see".

In short, the whole process was perfunctory.

While driving, Li Xiaoman was wondering where Lin Ran was. Was he going to receive an investigation notice from the federal police tomorrow saying that a homicide had occurred in Cherry Springs National Forest Park and they needed to cooperate in the investigation?

However, no matter how Li Xiaoman guessed, he could not predict Lin Ran's miraculous situation. After a trip back to 1960, it was still too difficult to guess such a fairy tale.

Lin Ran closed his eyes and rested in the second-hand Corolla, and chatted with Li Xiaoman from time to time. He knew that the other party was dissatisfied with him, but these did not matter to him at all.

After returning to his residence, Lin Ran first changed the appointment time with his client on WeChat: "Ms. Li, can we start now?

Sorry, I'm feeling a little unwell and would like to start now, is that ok?"

It was four in the morning in New York, which was exactly seven in the evening in Beijing. The other party sent a message quickly: "Now?"

"Yes."

"Okay, let me get ready."

In addition to attending school, Lin Ran also does some remote consulting business, specializing in providing study abroad consulting to domestic college students.

To be precise, he had started this business while still in Shenhai. Firstly, it was to make some money, as it was not easy to work in America with an F1 visa, and secondly, it helped him accumulate a lot of connections.

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