Genius Club

Chapter 1298: Chapter 9: A Promise Across Time

This moment.

Lin Xian figured it out.

The core focus of reverse Forced Evasion is not on the Forced Evasion itself, but on the [reverse]!

The reverse is the crux of everything.

Now, in 1952, there is neither History Lock nor Space-Time Exclusion, so according to Huang Que, it’s absolutely impossible for Forced Evasion to occur in this era.

This is something Lin Xian can understand too.

The Space-Time Law is just like that, very meticulous, if it says there is, there is; if not, then not, all interconnected; however… reverse Forced Evasion is different, there’s much more to consider with this phenomenon.

Previously, Lin Xian always maintained a cautious attitude, never attempting rashly, nor delving deeply.

But now thinking about it.

The root cause for the effectiveness of reverse Forced Evasion lies in [Entangled State of Time-Space Particles] and [the necessity to return to the original time], which means… reverse Forced Evasion itself is an independent space-time law, having nothing to do with the current era’s History Lock or Space-Time Exclusion, because——

[One’s entangled state exists in the future time-space of the year 2234, this is the key to the effectiveness of reverse Forced Evasion!]

Therefore, that hook-nosed man in black earlier, because the gun was pointed at him, triggered the Forced Evasion, collapsing powerlessly to the ground.

This uncontrollable bodily sensation, Lin Xian was all too familiar with.

He is definitely the person who has experienced reverse Forced Evasion the most in this world… after all, every time-traveling assassin using Entangled State of Time-Space Particles had him as their target.

After struggling for so long,

Feeling helpless for so long,

Being in a mess for so long,

This unreasonable, illogical, almost invincible hack-like reverse Forced Evasion… it was finally his turn to be the “aggressor”!

“Lin Xian, stop zoning out. Look… that guy is getting up.”

CC was flustered, but being so petite, she couldn’t pull Lin Xian, standing there anxiously.

Lin Xian turned his head.

He looked at that gangster who had collapsed to the ground.

About a minute passed before he trembled, supporting himself with his hands, standing up, but from his shaky posture, it was easy to see he was still weak all over, could fall over with a push, completely drained.

He reached out, wiped the blood dripping from his nose, and used his sleeve to wipe his face.

Then touched his sunglasses…

Ensured the sunglasses were still on, which meant not all face was lost, at least not completely disgraced.

Hastily bent over to pick up the revolver, hurriedly fled.

…

And like that.

The farce ended.

A lively line formed again in front of Nathan’s hot dog stand, with tourists who had fled at the sight of a gun now returning to buy hot dogs as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing.

This attitude, Lin Xian admired.

If this were in China… no one would dare continue playing in this amusement park, at least ten days to half a month’s lockdown and investigation would follow.

It can only be said.

Free America has grown accustomed to such things.

Alongside, Brooklyn native CC lived up to expectations, breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Lin Xian back to the queue:

“Great… he’s gone. Let’s go, let’s go, we need to hurry back in line, we were near the front earlier, but now people are cutting in ahead of us!”

Seeing this quick change of events, Lin Xian could only smile wryly.

How much did CC love hot dogs…

Willing to risk life for hot dogs.

Better hurry and buy one for her.

After queuing for over half an hour, Lin Xian and CC finally got their turn, during which CC stood on tiptoes peering left and right numerous times, restless like a rabbit.

“Two hot dogs.”

Lin Xian said in English, glancing at the price list beside him.

Shift.

He muttered a curse.

Evidently, hot dog stands in Brooklyn downtown still sold them for 3 cents, why did they cost 5 cents each here?

Indeed, prices at tourist attractions and amusement parks are slightly higher than usual.

According to his initial plan calculated on the bus.

He only had 1 US dollar and 10 cents left.

Amusement park tickets were 50 cents each.

So, supposed each hot dog was 3 cents, they’d spend 6 cents in total, leaving 4 cents for bus fare back to Brooklyn.

Now it all messed up, there’s no enough money for the bus ride home.

But…

CC’s eyes glittered like a galaxy, even if they cost 50 cents each, he had to buy them for her.

Oh well.

As for returning, they’d figure that out later.

Hopefully, the park had some game stalls like balloon popping to win prizes, so he could play the old trick and earn some money from kids.

Even if not, it didn’t matter.

After all, he used up all his savings, also no way to keep staying in a hotel with CC; so whether sleeping in a park or under a bridge… is there a difference between sleeping under a bridge in Brooklyn and sleeping in Coney Island?

In any case, live for the moment.

Since he brought CC to Coney Island, they might as well enjoy a day of fun, worry about everything else later, the biggest gain today was confirming that reverse Forced Evasion still worked, which made many things simpler.

Here and now.

Lin Xian placed his last 10-cent coin on the stand’s counter.

The cashier girl, face freckled by the sun, looked up at Lin Xian:

“Sir, wouldn’t you like the meal including a cola? It’s only 6 cents extra for a coke.”

“No need.”

Lin Xian shook his head, licking his dry, salted lips:

“Not thirsty.”

…

“Delicious!”

CC said, sitting on the bench, taking a bite of the hot dog, eyes widening:

“Lin Xian, this is simply the best food I’ve ever had!”