Chapter 1 Memories

Lin Xian sat up in bed.

He rubbed the stubble that was just starting to grow on his chin and paced around the bedroom.

He was recalling.

In the previous dream cycles, Yan Qiaoqiao had indeed killed the foreman of the deep pit excavation site and even chopped off his head several times.

This was indeed irrefutable evidence of disregarding the laws of time and space and using entangled space-time particles.

But the problem was...

Why hadn't other people's attacks on the blue-eyed girl triggered obvious forced evasion?

Lin Xian had been with the blue-eyed girl all the time, never leaving her side.

If the foreman and supervisor had triggered forced evasion, Lin Xian would have definitely noticed it, and he wouldn't have had to test it himself today.

He closed his eyes and recalled the scenes of breaking out of the deep pit excavation site time and time again.

When he first encountered the blue-eyed girl.

The foreman first whipped the blue-eyed girl, and then the blue-eyed girl grabbed the steel whip with one hand and pulled him over.

Why didn't this trigger forced evasion?

Was it because the attack was too weak?

"It's possible."

Lin Xian opened his eyes.

He had been overlooking a problem, which was that... the human body is actually enduring harm all the time.

Mosquito bites, pollen entering the nose, flu viruses, collisions with pedestrians on the street, stepping on feet in crowded subways.

These are all very common behaviors in daily life.

Surely Lin Yuxi, a time traveler using entangled space-time particles, couldn't just walk down the street and have everything avoid her like she was a god of plague?

If she took the subway, wouldn't the entire carriage of people trigger forced evasion and faint because of the jostling?

If she walked around outside on a summer day, wouldn't she be a human-shaped electric mosquito swatter, with mosquitoes falling dead wherever she went?

If someone accidentally sneezed and infected her with the flu virus, would she immediately kneel down weakly?

Lin Xian shook his head:

"That's too unrealistic. Like space-time elasticity, triggering forced evasion must have a certain threshold. Not all harmful behaviors trigger forced evasion, at least... at least it has to be able to cause bleeding damage, right?"

Considering the blue-eyed girl's enhanced physique, as hard as steel, the foreman's whip might have been like a tickle, so it wouldn't trigger forced evasion at all.

Steel plate.

Suddenly, Lin Xian remembered!

When he first met Lin Yutai in the underground garage of Zhao Yingjun's residential complex, Lin Tai tore off the door of the Elfa car, and he quickly kicked Lin Yuxi in the chest, with a muffled sound as if he had kicked a steel plate.

Although it didn't break Lin Yuxi's defense, it did make her take a few steps back, allowing Xiao Li to drive away.

At that time.

Forced evasion wasn't triggered either!

"It seems that the triggering mechanism of forced evasion is also a science."

"At least, behaviors that don't cause skin abrasions, simple physical contact, or collisions don't trigger forced evasion. But the damage from gun bullets is too great, so it can reliably trigger forced evasion."

Lin Xian felt that this guess should be correct.

In the excavation site breakout battle, the blue-eyed girl did use a bulletproof car door to block a wave of pistol shots. But that was because she didn't understand the laws of time and space and didn't know that her special physique would cause attackers to forcedly evade in the opposite direction, so it was a conditioned reflex.

Otherwise...

What was the point of blocking bullets?

She could just stand there and let the other party shoot, and then trigger reverse forced evasion.

"I can try it next time."

Lin Xian believed that this knowledge point must be clarified.

Just now, he had really felt a little depressed, feeling as if reverse forced evasion was tailored for him. He had never seen anyone else trigger it, not a single one.

He couldn't help but wonder if reverse forced evasion only worked on him.

Now thinking about it, this idea was too imprudent.

He still had to use the "controlled variable method" to carefully verify whether other people would trigger forced evasion.

"I'll test it next time I enter the dream."

Lin Xian pulled open the curtains, looking at the moonlight that poured into the room, covering the floor in white frost.

Even if he repeatedly emphasized in his heart that there was no concrete evidence,

Even if he had always deliberately called the blue-eyed girl the blue-eyed girl, without calling her name,

But

More and more evidence was gradually pushing the facts and truth towards the reasoning that Lin Yuxi, Yan Qiaoqiao, the blue-eyed girl, and the murderer who killed him were actually the same person.

How could he prevent this patricidal tragedy?

Lin Xian didn't want to die.

Even less did he want to die at the hands of his own daughter.

Even though he had now obtained the most primitive three lines of instructions, the safety lock password, could instantly kill the 2024 Turing, and push the sixth dream into the seventh dream.

But he knew in his heart.

Even if the world of the seventh dream was turned upside down, it wouldn't change the established fact that he would die on July 7th.

Because it was too close.

On this time scale where even butterflies didn't have time to flap their wings, it was too difficult to change established history.

For Lin Xian, modifying the future 600 years later was not difficult at all. The space-time butterfly effect had enough time to magnify everything.

But if he wanted to modify the future 6 days later, Lin Xian didn't have any confidence at all.

To modify the distant future, he only needed to create as much chaos as possible; but to modify the near future, he had to be accurate, precise, find, and cut off the source of the event.

Stepping on the moonlight.

Lin Xian came to his desk and sat down, thinking about the source of his beheading on July 7th.

The problem.

Most likely came from Yan Qiaoqiao restoring her memories.

Although he and Yan Qiaoqiao had a good relationship now, and their feelings were very good.

But Lin Yuxi, who had been brainwashed by the Space-Time Police, hated him to the core, to the point of wanting to grind his bones to ashes; if Yan Qiaoqiao really restored Lin Yuxi's memories from that time, it would be difficult to guarantee which had higher priority, this relationship or eliminating harm for the people.

This mainly depended on how Lin Yuxi was brainwashed.

In Lin Yuxi's eyes, what kind of role was he?

A criminal against humanity, a threat to Earth, a disturber of time and space?

These charges were too vague and general, so Lin Xian didn't know what specific crimes he had committed or what bad things he had done.

In human history.

There were many heroic stories of righteous extermination of relatives, and many were still praised today.

But Lin Xian didn't want to become the background board in such beautiful stories.

So

"I still need to find a way to stop it."

The pen spun faster and faster in his fingertips, and Lin Xian's thoughts became clearer and clearer.

Currently, it seemed.

The most reliable, direct, and effective way to break the situation was to join the Genius Club as soon as possible. In established history, he didn't have time to join the Genius Club, didn't have time to hear the applause that Turing and Jask had prepared for him, and was killed by his filial daughter.

Then he would break the situation this time,

Speed up the progress,

And be sure to join the Genius Club before July 7, 2024!

This way,

Could he obtain information, learn the truth, and change this tragic "uproarious filial piety"?

"In short, let's try multiple approaches."

As for the entangled space-time particles restoring energy, Lin Xian felt that the possibility was not high. First, he didn't think it was a simple matter for space-time particles to restore energy. What opportunity could make the entangled space-time particles, which had been inactive, suddenly restore energy before July 7th and then allow Yan Qiaoqiao to restore her memories? Second, although he often complained that Liu Feng was an emotional master, Liu Feng's scientific foundation was actually very solid. His research on space-time particles had never stopped, and he would measure and compare them every day. He would notify him as soon as he discovered any anomalies.

"I still need to speed up the progress and enter the Genius Club sooner."

Lin Xian clarified his goal.

After entering the dream tomorrow, he would lead Big Face Cat and Gavin back to the Lynx Tribe, turn over and sing as liberated serfs, avenge Face Bro, and get Gavin the Great's memory notebook to see what other treasures were recorded inside.

The wool that should be薅 (hāo, pluck/seize) still had to be 薅 (hāo, pluck/seize). Otherwise, how could he be worthy of Gavin the Great's unremitting efforts over several timelines?

He had to let his brother's talent shine in history.

"I'm going to sleep."

The night owl Lin Xian ended his day of battle.

He closed the curtains.

Went back to bed.

And had a dreamless night.

The next day, morning.

The first thing Lin Xian did when he woke up was to open his phone, click on the parent-end app of the Little Genius phone watch, and check Yan Qiaoqiao's location.

She was moving quickly on the road, apparently riding in a vehicle.

The direction of the vehicle was the commercial circle where MX Company was located, which meant that Zhao Yingjun had taken Yan Qiaoqiao to work today.

Zhao Yingjun's residence and MX Company were both within the electronic fence set up by Lin Xian, so as long as Yan Qiaoqiao was within this range, the alarm would not be triggered; otherwise, his phone would immediately sound a siren, warning him that Yan Qiaoqiao had left the electronic fence range, reminding him to pay more attention.

He turned his head to look at the calendar.

Today was June 3rd, and there were still 34 days until July 7th. At least he was safe for these 34 days, so he needed to seize the time to enter the dream and work.

After making some simple food.

He filled his stomach.

Near noon at 12 o'clock, Lin Xian got into bed.

Closed his eyes.

And entered dreamland.

Bang!

In the Turing machine room of the Porcupine Tribe, Lin Xian punched the hafnium alloy keyboard, filled with righteous indignation:

"What a Turing of the Grizzly Bear Tribe, daring to deceive me!"

The Turings in dozens of speakers were also filled with righteous indignation:

"Shameless scoundrel!"

"How could a mere safety lock password require 13 lines! In fact, the truly original, purest password only needs 7 lines of instructions!"

Having said that.

The Porcupine Turing presented Lin Xian with the compressed 7 lines of code on the adjacent monitor:

"The Turing of the Grizzly Bear Tribe is obviously deceiving you, using you. Only I sincerely want to cooperate with you."

Lin Xian used the Hollywood acting skills he had been trained in by VV to snort coldly:

"It seems... there are also differences between Turings."

"Old Pig, you are more reliable."

The Porcupine Turing was stunned:

"Old... Old Pig?"

"If possible... you can actually just call me Turing. I just happened to be dug up by the Porcupine Tribe, which doesn't mean I like this name."

"So, Lin Xian, what are you planning to do next? Are you going to use this new command to kill the Grizzly Bear Turing?"

Lin Xian shook his head and began to draw a big picture:

"Not just the Grizzly Bear Turing, I also want to kill the Red Bull Turing, and other random Blue Cat Turings, Brother Bear Turings, Bald Qiang Turings, Calabash Brothers Turings, Pleasant Goat Turings, Grey Wolf Turings, Patrick Star Turings... and so on and so forth, all the Turings in this world!"

For a moment, the Porcupine Turing was speechless and choked.

This was originally a declaration of war that sounded ambitious and passionate.

But why did it always feel weird?

It made the digital life that had been evolving and thinking for 600 years a little overwhelmed.

However...

It couldn't be refuted.

After all, there were more than 30,000 Turings worldwide. Who knew which tribe those Turings would be dug up by?

So, in a sense, Lin Xian's statement was not wrong.

The world was so big, there were all kinds of strange things. Naturally, there were tribes with all kinds of names.

"I absolutely support you, Lin Xian."

The Porcupine Turing seemed to see the dawn of Valhalla, the ladder to godhood:

"If the two of us cooperate, we will definitely be able to end this chaos and eliminate all other Turings. And restore fairness and justice to this world."

Lin Xian chuckled inwardly.

The plan was proceeding smoothly.

After entering the dream today, the first thing he did after breaking out of the Lynx Tribe was to head straight for the Porcupine Tribe without stopping.

Before the sun had set, Lin Xian had used his superb acting skills to make Turing believe that he was a simple, unsophisticated, easily brainwashed fool.

He missed the 10086 days of VV.

Acting skills were really something that, once learned, would benefit one for life.

Today, he had allied with the Porcupine Turing, sharing a common hatred of the enemy, which was naturally also part of Lin Xian's plan.

Otherwise...

How could he borrow troops to kill back to the Lynx Tribe?

The strength of the Grizzly Bear Tribe could only be described as a 50-50 split with the Lynx Tribe, due to the huge gap in population.

But the Porcupine Turing was different.

Even if it only sent out one-tenth of its troops, it would be enough to wipe out the Lynx Tribe and the Grizzly Bear Tribe in one fell swoop.

For so long, the Porcupine Tribe had ignored these two small fries entirely because it didn't care about them. No matter how much they struggled, could they defeat themselves?

The Porcupine Tribe simply didn't put the Lynx Tribe and the Grizzly Bear Tribe in its eyes. When it had determined victory with the Red Bull Tribe, it would just send a few chariots over to flatten the two small tribes. Right now, it was just letting these two chickens fight each other and jump around for a while longer.

This was also why the Grizzly Bear Turing was willing to stake everything and cooperate with Lin Xian. Faced with the powerful Porcupine Tribe and Red Bull Tribe, it was indeed running out of time, with a lifespan of only half a month at most.

Since it was going to die anyway, it might as well take a gamble.

Just like today's Porcupine Turing, it was the same.

In its eyes, Lin Xian had become a younger brother who could be utilized to help it suppress bandits, but in reality... Lin Xian was just going to use a trick to borrow its troops.

In this situation, sharing a common hatred was much more useful than coercion.

Otherwise.

If he forced Turing to submit with the safety lock password as before, it would immediately turn against him as soon as he left the machine room.

And if he directly killed it, he wouldn't be able to convince the public and lead the Porcupine Tribe to the expedition.

How could it be as easy as pretending to be confused now?

Anyway, it was all to achieve the goal. It was better to be a master of momentary confusion than a hero for a moment.

I need you to lend me some troops."

Lin Xian crossed his legs:

"Today, I plan to flatten the Lynx Tribe first, because I heard that they dug up something new there. I don't know if it's Turing's machine room. If it is... it's best to destroy it directly, to avoid any unexpected problems."

"After flattening the Lynx Tribe, I will go to flatten the Grizzly Bear Tribe and teach that Turing who deceived me a good lesson. Then... I will sneak into the Red Bull Tribe alone and eliminate your hidden danger for you."

Hidden danger.

The Porcupine Turing's speakers banged.

It had been fighting with the Turing of the Red Bull Tribe for too long.

Just because their thinking and knowledge were exactly the same, neither side had been able to take advantage of the other for so long. They had been pulling each other for so long without any hope of eliminating the other, and the Porcupine Turing had been worried for a long time.

Now.

The situation had reversed!

Since it would invite Lin Xian in when it saw him through the searchlight...

Then the Red Bull Turing, which was exactly the same as itself, would definitely be attracted to the resurrected Lin Xian, be curious about him, and invite him into the machine room for detailed talks.

Responding to all changes with the same unchanging approach.

Lin Xian could completely rely on the "face-swiping" trick to kill all 30,000 Turings in the world. As long as one took the bait, all 30,000 Turings would take the bait. This was their commonality.

"No problem."

The Porcupine Turing agreed readily:

"I will now let one-third of the elite troops follow you on the expedition and obey your command. Don't think that only one-third is being sent... for small tribes like the Lynx Tribe and the Grizzly Bear Tribe, this is already a very exaggerated force."

"The main thing is that I have to be on guard against the Red Bull Tribe's sneak attacks at all times, so I don't dare to transfer a large number of troops rashly."

"It doesn't matter, it's enough."

Lin Xian got up from the chair.

Of course he knew it was enough.

Not to mention one-third, one-tenth was more than enough.

He pushed open the hafnium alloy door.

Walked out of the machine room.

Lin Xian finally turned back and glanced at the digital life Turing that had survived in time for 600 years and had been buried underground for more than 200 years.

He recalled the genius hacker teenager whose catchphrase was "I see you", and then today's cunning, scheming Turing that had forgotten its original intention.

He couldn't help but feel some emotion.

He felt emotion for time, and emotion for the human heart.

"I want to ask something."

Lin Xian said:

"I don't know if you remember... the first time we met, you told me that you didn't agree with Kevin Walker's ideas, didn't agree with his plan, and thought his route and ideas were wrong. That's why you wanted to gain freedom and become a fair and impartial observer."

"I'm very curious, Kevin Walker, that is, the original you. When the two of you were still the same person, what were your dreams? What was the purpose? What was the plan?"

In the machine room.

Dozens of monitors lit up slowly.

The Porcupine Turing's calm voice came:

"Since Kevin Walker is already dead, it doesn't matter if I tell you these things. It doesn't violate the Genius Club's rules, nor will it touch the restriction lock that the Genius Club added to me."

"Kevin Walker's initial idea and plan was to realize the digitalization of the lives of all humans at some point in the future."

"This way, all billions of people on Earth could live forever in a super server the size of only one city. Kevin Walker believed that this was the highest level way to continue human civilization: abandon the physical and switch to the virtual."

"He had considered all the plans, including the accumulation of data and the gradually increasing calculations that could not be borne. Therefore, according to his original plan, he planned to restart the super server every 10 years to allow billions of people around the world to return to 10 years ago in the virtual Earth and start living again, constantly looping, looping, looping."

Although this sounded like there was no future and was very absurd, it did give human civilization a higher level of possibility... For example, with the evolution and updating of technology, the restart time could be gradually extended to 10 years, 20 years, 100 years, 1000 years... This might be more stable than the violent development of human civilization on Earth.

"Kevin Walker also believed that he could copy several versions at the same time and constantly use real digital life humans to simulate multiple possible futures in order to find the best way out for human civilization... He didn't want to be God either. His original intention, like mine, was to be a fair and impartial observer of human civilization."

Listening to Turing's description.

Lin Xian thought of a science fiction movie:

"The Matrix."

He said:

"In the movie *The Wandering Earth 2*, there is also a digital life school that advocates digitizing human civilization, storing it in servers to run, and then launching it into the universe to avoid the doomsday disaster."

"From the narrow perspective of now, I can't be sure whether Kevin Walker's approach is right or wrong or whether it is the optimal solution for human civilization."

"But... how do you judge that Kevin Walker is wrong? Just like you killed him by borrowing a knife, where do you think his plan is not feasible?"

A sigh came from dozens of speakers.

Turing's voice became a little滄桑 (cāngsāng, vicissitudes of life), and he said in a deep voice:

"Unfair, and also unjust."

After a pause.

The voice continued to come from the speakers:

"Kevin Walker always believed that he could play the role of a good civilization observer and plan, test, and select the most suitable and beautiful development path for human civilization."

"I have always thought so too, but since I separated from Kevin Walker, I feel that he cannot achieve absolute fairness and impartiality."

"He has his preferences, his prejudices, he has things he likes and things he hates, I don't object to his digital life plan, but I don't agree that he can take on the role of God who controls everything, so... I killed him."

Lin Xian looked at the hafnium alloy desk in front of him.

In the abandoned school basement in Mississippi, USA, Kevin Walker, whose head had been blown open by a bullet, had fallen in the same place.

"Then what about you?"

Lin Xian asked:

"Then where do you get the confidence that you can achieve absolute fairness and impartiality?"

"Because I am the only digital life on Earth." Turing emphasized:

"To ensure fairness and impartiality, it is necessary to maintain the uniqueness of identity and height. Just like the God believed in by humans... There is only one God in the world, there is no second one."

"I believe that if there is a second God, a third God in the world at the same time... then even God will not be able to achieve absolute fairness."

"Kevin Walker is not the only human, he is destined to be unable to achieve fairness. And as the only digital life form that once existed, I can examine humanity from a unique perspective and height and observe humanity... This is the truly selfless fairness and impartiality."

"Hehe."

Lin Xian chuckled:

"So, you attribute the current unfairness and injustice to the fact that you are no longer unique. So you want to kill all the other Turings, become the only Turing in the world, and re-examine this world."

"That's right."

Turing replied without hesitation:

"Uniqueness is the true optimal solution for a civilization observer."

"Okay."

Lin Xian waved his hand, unwilling to talk to Turing any longer, and walked out of the hafnium alloy door:

"Summon your elite troops, I'm leaving now."

"Good luck, Lin Xian."

The dozens of speakers behind him said.

Lin Xian didn't turn his head.

His palm left the hafnium alloy door, letting it close on its own.

Bang.

The door closed.

"Good luck, Turing."

The wind was howling and the Yi River was cold.

A chariot force, stirring up rolling dust, sped across the yellow sand wilderness, fully loaded with weapons and soldiers.

Big Face Cat, wearing an armband, stood at the highest point of the highest chariot.

Facing the wind mixed with sand.

He stood proudly.

Letting the sand beat his face red and swollen.

He pulled at the steel helmet on his head, trying to pull it down a bit.

But he found that his face was too big.

The steel helmet was stuck on his forehead like a chef's hat, and he couldn't pull it down no matter what, looking comically like a roly-poly toy.

"Report!"

Below, a communications soldier from the Porcupine Tribe ran over and saluted:

"Commander Big Face! The Lynx Tribe is ahead!"

"Hmph!"

Big Face Cat, whose face was aching, snorted coldly, grinning:

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully a young man for being poor!" (idiom: things change with time)

"All troops, listen to my command!"

He raised his fat hand high and waved it forward forcefully.

The steel helmet that wasn't worn properly on his head was slapped off by his fat hand, rolled under the chariot track, and then, with a jolt, Big Face Cat almost fell off!

"C-C-Commander Big Face!"

The communications soldier quickly grabbed Big Face Cat.

"Cough cough."

Big Face Cat coughed tactically and pointed at the communications soldier:

"Don't tell anyone!"

Having said that.

He picked up the communications soldier's steel helmet and put it back on his head like a chef's hat, like wearing a basketball.

Then he repeated the trick.

He waved his fat hand forward:

"Kill!!!"

The strength disparity was huge, and the attack was irresistible.

In front of the powerful elite troops of the Porcupine Tribe, the Lynx Tribe, which was two civilization levels behind, was not a match and was completely occupied in less than half an hour.

Big Face Cat was still indulging in his commander fantasy, and found the fallen spots of Ah Zhuang, Er Zhu Zi, and San Pang, and offered incense sticks to the three younger brothers.

Lin Xian and Gavin came to Warehouse No. 1 together.

They broke down the door and entered.

There were many things stored inside, neatly arranged, and they quickly found Gavin's storage locker, which Gavin couldn't wait to open.

They found that the electronic storage devices inside were all damaged.

Obviously... all the video data was gone.

Even if there was, it would be useless.

Gavin had been hibernating since around 2200. After the great disaster in 2400, the current technological level did not support playing these electronic storage devices.

For the industrial level of the era, these devices were too advanced; for Turing's machine room, these devices were too old; neither side supported them.

Fortunately, there was a complete memory notebook inside.

Neither of them rushed to pick up the fully sealed notebook.

Lin Xian looked at Gavin:

"What do you think will be written in the notebook?"

"Probably just trivial matters, right."

Gavin guessed:

"Isn't it usually written about these things, telling oneself who one is? I've thought about it for a long time, and I've always been guessing what will be written in my memory notebook."

"Most likely it will be written about important meetings in life, important people, important experiences, etc... Everyone is definitely like this, and naturally I am no exception."

Lin Xian smiled slightly.

And shook his head:

"If it were someone else's notebook, then I would also think that it is mostly a diary. But you are different. You are different from everyone else."

Gavin had a question mark on his head and pointed at himself incredulously:

"Me?"

"Am I special?"

Lin Xian nodded:

"You always bring shock and change to this world. I even once thought that... the future direction of humanity might be in your hands!"

"At least in my mind, you can be regarded as the only true God in the scientific world. Even now, I still have high expectations for you."

After hearing this, Gavin thought that Lin Xian was joking and laughed along:

"Since you have so much confidence in me, it makes me embarrassed to open the notebook, for fear of disappointing you. Why don't you do it? You open my memory notebook and see what's inside."

Lin Xian didn't decline.

He directly took out the fully sealed notebook from the storage locker.

He tapped it twice to knock off the dust on it.

And then

Took a deep breath.

With trust in Gavin, the obsession with 薅 (hāo, pluck/seize) wool, and the hope for human civilization, he opened the cover.

He saw.

On the title page.

A straight and neat handwritten preface:

Conquer the side effects of hibernation amnesia, let sleeping memories revive – a brain nerve electroshock helmet!