Genius Club

Chapter 838: Chapter 22 Missing You (Additional update for alliance leader’s third bomb!)_3 Chapter 838: Chapter 22 Missing You (Additional update for alliance leader’s third bomb!)_3 Really…

There had never been this fear of loss and gain before, so why did she suddenly enter into a family role?

Just as Brother Wang had said,

A woman may really enter the role of a mother much faster than a man enters the role of a father.

These days, she had been to the neighboring Rhein Company a few times but never saw Lin Xian.

It was just yesterday that she ran into Brother Wang in the corridor.

“President Zhao, you’re here!”

Brother Wang greeted her warmly,

“What brings you here, President Zhao, any instructions?”

“Nothing much.”

She smiled,

“Just strolling around.

Has Lin Xian been absent from work these days?”

“Ha, him.”

Brother Wang had a knowing look,

“He’s a hands-off manager.

Not coming to work is the norm, and showing up is just an occasional miracle.

And lately, I don’t know if Lin Xian’s body is a bit weak…

or what’s going on…

Why does he always sleep during the day and party at night?”

“I call him every afternoon, and he never answers, so much so that I’ve gotten lazy about calling.

He won’t pick up anyway, better to send a message.

Then every day, like clockwork, around two or three in the morning, Lin Xian replies to my messages.”

“Although Lin Xian is still young, he should take care of his health.

How can he stay up every night?

When you have time, you should talk to him and let him change his schedule…

What can’t be done during the day that he must sleep then?”

Zhao Yingjun listened to Brother Wang’s words,

Thinking of her previous suspicions…

Her uncle, who worked in the national security department and hid his identity from his wife for thirty years, is in a situation not unlike Lin Xian’s.

He was also constantly traveling on business, often unreachable by phone.

Because of this,

There had been no shortage of conflicts between the uncle and his wife.

But he was truly a dedicated and responsible national security officer.

Even though they had intense fights, he kept the truth from her for the sake of secrecy, national security, and the secret mission he was undertaking.

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As a woman, Zhao Yingjun sympathized with her aunt; it must be really difficult to live with such emotional coldness;

But at the same time, as a citizen of Dragon Country who benefitted from protection and safety, Zhao Yingjun greatly admired her uncle, the unsung hero dedicated to serving the public.

It is difficult to fulfill both loyalty and family obligations.

This was surely an issue that could not be satisfied simultaneously.

She believed

That now Lin Xian must be engaging in similar secretive missions, doing silent yet tremendously important work.

She had an intuition

That what Lin Xian was doing was far more dangerous and important than her uncle’s work.

That’s also why she hadn’t taken the initiative to contact Lin Xian, even though she had discovered Yan Qiaoqiao’s identity so many days ago.

To be embarrassed to voice it, to not be able to utter the unspoken and unclear relationship, certainly played a big part.

But the real reason Zhao Yingjun chose to remain silent…

Was the feeling that Lin Xian was carrying some significant responsibility and was deliberately concealing it all.

Just like now, the excuse he gave to Brother Wang.

Sleeping?

Ha.

Who can actually sleep 12 hours a day without interruption?

That’s simply impossible.

Lin Xian must be pretending to be sleeping while busily engaged in other secretive affairs.

…

In the early hours of the morning, at 00:42, in a corner of Lin Xian’s bedroom,

He opened his eyes.

He jumped out of bed nimble as a cat!

He didn’t even bother to rub his sticky eyes, darted straight to the desk, turned on the lamp, grabbed a fountain pen, and immediately started furiously writing on the prepared sheets of paper.

Shasha, shasha.

Shasha, shasha.

He wrote as if inspired by the gods.

It wasn’t that Lin Xian’s thoughts were incredibly nimble, but rather that he was racing against his limited memory.

As the pen tip slid smoothly,

A highly complex and continuous reaction formula appeared on the paper.

However, it wasn’t over.

There were lengthy annotations and labels to follow.

Lin Xian couldn’t understand them at all, so he had to copy them down exactly as if he were tracing a drawing.

Finally,

Just before his visual memory faded, Lin Xian managed to transcribe the epoch-making reaction equation that could change the world.

Separated by 600 years, the research findings of Academician Gao Wen were once again brought into the world.

“Phew…”

Lin Xian let out a breath,

As if he finally had the chance to breathe.

The reaction formula was too lengthy and difficult to memorize; intaking it all in one go was the biggest challenge he had set for himself.

Fortunately, he succeeded, and his efforts were not in vain.

Subsequently, he relaxed quite a bit.

He rubbed his eyes, had a drink of water, and continued to write silently at his desk, transcribing the content of the manuscripts he had memorized that evening.

He wrote until two in the morning, completing his task.

Lin Xian stretched lazily,

Straightened out the sheets of paper in front of him.

Without realizing it, many days had passed, and Academician Gao Wen’s “Theory of Time Shuttle and Construction Ideas for the Time Shuttle Machine” had already been half transcribed back into the real world.

He estimated that in another two or three days, he could finish transcribing it all.

With the Time Shuttle Machine almost within his grasp…

Lin Xian couldn’t help feeling a little excited, imagining himself traversing time and space freely like Huang Que and the Time-Space Assassin.

Of course,

He knew better than anyone

That traveling through time was not as simple as it seemed; the Space-Time Law, Space-Time Particle, how to return, Space-Time Exclusion, Forced Evasion…

these were all inevitable issues to face.

However, Lin Xian wasn’t in a hurry.

He could keep this theory in his grasp to ensure his technological superiority, so as to take the lead when he truly needed it in the future.