Genius Club

Chapter 1401: Chapter 47 Newton’s Last Move_2

Lin Xian didn’t speak.

But he sorted out a logic in his mind.

Previously, he had been unsure if Copernicus and Newton knew about VV’s existence, and he even worried if Newton might intercept and kill Cheng Qian in advance.

Because when Kevin Walker inquired about Cheng Qian, Newton was also present; besides, there was some evidence proving that digital life Turing also had intersections with Copernicus.

However, judging from Newton’s current confusion, he indeed didn’t know about the existence of the super artificial intelligence VV.

So, it seems…

Kevin Walker and Turing’s faction, and Copernicus and Newton’s faction, were not actually a monolithic group.

They once merely had a temporary cooperative relationship with hidden agendas, so they all kept secrets from each other.

“Newton, at this point, asking these questions is useless.”

Lin Xian didn’t answer his question.

Instead, he asked:

“You’ve lived long enough, losing the game only at this point in time is already impressive.”

“But strictly speaking, you didn’t lose just now; the moment you received the Genius Club invitation, you already lost.”

“More than 200 years ago, during that meeting in the virtual venue, I made it very clear. The future Einstein saw was fake, implicating the entire Genius Club and all its members, all being used.”

“But you are different from Copernicus; you still have a chance to redeem yourself. Tell me the truth, Newton… why did you want to kill the mathematicians? What exactly is the secret of the cosmic constant 42?”

“Hehehehe.”

Hans let out a dry laugh, shaking his head:

“Rhein, don’t waste your efforts, I won’t believe your nonsense.”

“None of us are fools. Whether the future Einstein saw is real or not, we have our methods of judgment.”

“As you said, the reactionless drive and electronic prosthetics, such sci-fi scams that consume a lot of human resources, were indeed Einstein’s answers to us; but this also exactly proves that what Einstein said was correct.”

“If you want to refute that the future Einstein saw isn’t completely false, but partially true, partially false… then I advise you first to consider whether your subjective judgment is correct.”

“To my knowledge, you’ve been struggling for hundreds of years rather embarrassingly, while by comparison, I trust Einstein, who hasn’t made a single mistake in decades, more than you.”

…

…

The two looked at each other, not speaking for a long time.

Lin Xian spread his hands:

“It’s okay if you don’t say anything. There are quite a few of your notes in this room, I’m sure we can find something useful from them.”

“In this day and age, still using notes to record things is truly a good habit… Don’t get me wrong, I genuinely think so; if you, like others, recorded on phones or computers, we might have found you long ago.”

“Looking at it now, the reason old things are old, and traditional things are traditional, is because they are the simplest, yet most reliable. Even until five hundred years later today… the longest method of preserving information on Earth is still carving on stone.”

“Carving on stone can preserve information for tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of years, which is a time limit that any storage device cannot even remotely reach.”

Hearing what Lin Xian said.

Hans squinted, feeling the atmosphere in the room growing increasingly tense:

“Seems like, today you plan to make a big fuss in my house.”

Lin Xian smiled slightly:

“If you cooperate and share the intelligence with us, it’s not impossible to resolve peacefully.”

Hans sighed.

Smiling, he nodded:

“You guys, you are really pushing this old bone of mine to the brink. The intelligence you most want to know are all in the vacuum safe in the bedroom, I’ll give you the key, you go see it yourself.”

Hans walked to the living room cabinet, opened a drawer, quickly turned around with the handgun inside—

Bang!!

A loud noise.

Hans’s shriveled right hand broke from the wrist, holding the handgun which clattered to the floor, blood instantly spurting from the wrist’s break!

“Ah!!!!”

He gritted his teeth and let out a chilling scream.

At the dining table side, Lin Xian still squatted on the chair.

The only difference.

Was that he had an oversized smoking handgun in his hand.

No one saw where the gun was pulled from, nor how it was fired so fast and accurate without aiming.

Even though he just woke up from hibernation a few days ago.

But Lin Xian’s shooting skills had already become muscle memory, superb.

“Is your vacuum safe that special?”

Lin Xian chuckled:

“Still need a handgun for a key? If so… Then there’s no need to trouble you to find the key, I have one here too.”

Hans sucked in a breath, glaring at Lin Xian:

“You lied to me. From the very beginning, you never thought of resolving peacefully; from the very beginning, you planned to use that handgun to kill me…”

Lin Xian twirling the handgun:

“We’re all geniuses, let’s not play these pointless little tricks. After spending so much time together, who doesn’t know what kind of person each other is?”

“Hehehehe, ah…”

Hans inexplicably chuckled a few times, sighed:

“It’s useless, Rhein, everything is too late, you can’t change anything.”

“Do you really think, Einstein didn’t see you going to him? This is all merely to maintain the stability of the world line.”

“Although I don’t know what your exact goals are, or why you’re thinking of going against this world line, but… you can’t change anything.”