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Unable to gain intelligence from dreams, unable to force a worldline transition, and now unable to track others’ movements via the Genius Club… he was undoubtedly at a dead end.

Autumn came and went, giving way to winter.

The chime of the 2025 New Year rang, soon followed by Lunar New Year’s Eve and Spring Festival.

Zhao Yingjun’s belly grew larger by the day, drawing closer to the time of Yu Xi’s birth—this was the only thing that helped ease Lin Xian’s anxiety.

Little Yu Xi was developing well and was very lively, constantly moving around inside Zhao Yingjun’s belly.

“This one’s got potential to be a martial artist, ha ha ha.”

The ultrasound doctor joked as they performed the test.

This prompted Lin Xian and Zhao Yingjun to start prenatal education as soon as they got home:

“Our daughter should be more gentle and quiet. This time, let’s not guide her toward punching and kicking.”

“Let’s play some music for her, steer her toward the arts or music instead.”

That day.

February 1, 2025, at 12:42 AM.

Lin Xian woke up from a dream again.

He’d spent another full day riding his motorcycle, yet he still found nothing.

By now, after over three months in the Ninth Dreamland, Lin Xian had come to terms with humanity’s extinction.

But the problem was…

He didn’t know how to save it, how to change it all.

The research on the universal constant 42 had made no progress;

The work on Du Yao’s Neural Electrocution Helmet had yet to yield a breakthrough;

Jask’s hunt for Gauss, Newton, and Galileo remained fruitless.

A stalemate.

Everything was at a standstill.

He let out a light sigh, stood up, and walked toward his desk.

He put on his VR glasses and brought the Genius Club Golden Badge closer in curiosity.

Beep beep.

A soft chime, but no changes, no reactions.

“Is there really no way?”

An unprecedented sense of powerlessness enveloped Lin Xian.

He pulled out some paper and wrote down his predicaments one by one:

[The major secret and truth of 1952—no Time Shuttle Machine, can’t get there.]

[2234 comet reaching Earth—too far away, can’t wait.]

[2482 Cheng Qian can revive VV—even further, no chance to meet Cheng Qian.]

[2624 human extinction—unchangeable, no useful information can be obtained.]

Scribble.

Clicking the pen cap shut.

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Lin Xian propped his head in his hands, feeling troubled and exhausted.

Gradually…

He lay slumped over the desk and fell asleep right there.

…

In the main bedroom next door, amid the snores of the Pomeranian VV, Zhao Yingjun felt a kick from inside her belly.

She opened her eyes and woke up, rubbing her stomach as she grumbled:

“Yu Xi, you’re just like your dad—most active at night.”

Genetics truly are remarkable.

She glanced at the bedside clock. It was now 3:21 AM.

But when she turned her head to the side, she was surprised to find… Lin Xian, who should have returned from the dreams by now and been sleeping next to her, wasn’t there.

“Where did he go?”

Zhao Yingjun was a little puzzled.

What was he doing up so late, instead of coming to bed?

She got up carefully despite her belly, slipped on her slippers, and walked out of the bedroom. She saw that the light in the study was still on.

Inside…

Her husband was slumped over his desk, fast asleep.

“In this cold weather, he’ll catch a cold.”

She approached, intending to wake Lin Xian up.

But then she saw the paper on the desk, covered in anxious words:

Can’t get there, can’t wait, no chance, unchangeable.

She gently picked up the paper.

Reading Lin Xian’s scrawled handwriting, she could deeply feel how heavy the responsibilities and burdens were on this not-yet-26-year-old man’s shoulders.

Zhao Yingjun bent down slightly.

She quietly embraced the sleeping Lin Xian, feeling his slightly chilly body.

And whispered softly:

“Don’t worry…”

“I’m here for you.”

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