Chapter 1 The Bed

In the corner of the bedroom, on the bed.

Lin Xian opened his eyes.

This second entry into the Sixth Dreamscape had been very rewarding, but the most comforting thing for Lin Xian was that Turing wasn't as powerful as he had imagined.

Digital lifeforms have inherent weaknesses and disadvantages compared to artificial intelligence. The difference in strength is vast, almost worlds apart.

The digital lifeform Turing is essentially a copy of Kevin Walker on the internet. It's indeed much stronger than Kevin Walker, but ultimately, it's still a human being, with very limited power.

The most fatal point is that it doesn't dare to split or divide itself, and can only think and work in a single thread.

It's like normal humans; who would accept a clone of themselves?

Almost certainly no one.

Everyone would worry about the clone betraying them, attacking them, and replacing them.

The movie *The Island* tells just such a story, where the clone ultimately kills the original, inherits everything from them, and replaces their life.

This predicament and concern caused the digital lifeform Turing to not allow even a sliver of its consciousness to split off.

Naturally.

It also couldn't simultaneously monitor the entire globe and listen to everything.

This was indeed much more reassuring.

However...

It wasn't reassuring enough.

Lin Xian had once wondered, how did the mysterious old man in the Fourth Dreamscape, suspected to be Copernicus, know that he could dream of future world events?

How could he accurately know such an outrageous thing, even the specific location?

He didn't even know where he was born, so how did Copernicus know?

Lin Xian felt that it was probably related to Turing's surveillance of him.

As the Porcupine Turing said.

Although Turing can't monitor and listen to the entire world simultaneously, it can monitor one or a few people with a specific purpose.

If Turing chose to monitor him 24 hours a day.

Would the fact that he consistently wakes up at 00:42 be exposed?

Wouldn't the secret of the dreamscapes be discovered sooner or later?

Lin Xian couldn't figure out how Copernicus learned the secrets of his dreamscapes.

Could it be...

According to the established history of the Fourth Dreamscape, he would indeed be sent to the Temporal Court for trial, and then they would use many cruel or high-tech methods to eventually make him confess everything.

So, Copernicus learned the secret of his dreamscapes and then began to encircle and suppress him on August 28, 2624, completing the closed loop of the pincer attack.

"It makes sense logically, but there should always be an initial cause for everything."

Lin Xian blinked, staring at the ceiling where moonlight seeped in, and thought to himself:

"Today, June 1, 2024, I have no reason to expose the secret of the dreamscapes. The enemy shouldn't know. But what about later? As my activities become more widespread, my industries become larger, and my actions in various technological fields become more high-profile, I'll inevitably be targeted by the enemy."

"Right now, my Rhine Company is just an extremely ordinary small company, not to mention on a global scale."

"Even within the country, in Donghai, it's just a small company worth a few billion. The Rhine Cat authorization is still the biggest source of income, and all other areas are losing money."

"At this stage, I'm not exposed yet, and I'm not prominent enough. But what about after the micro-nuclear battery is released? What about after the Space-Time Shuttle project starts operating? When my existence becomes a threat to Turing, Copernicus, and the members of the Genius Club, perhaps that's when my identity and secrets will truly be exposed."

Lin Xian closed his eyes again. He didn't know where Turing was at this moment in 2024.

Was it in the alarm clock on his bedside table?

Was it in his phone?

Was it constantly listening to him?

Once this chain of suspicion forms, it will inevitably become endless, and paranoia will eventually overwhelm a person.

But Lin Xian had reason to believe.

His exposure at some point in the future must be related to the digital lifeform Turing!

This omnipresent ghost, with his powerful teammate VV gone, was indeed being too arrogant.

So, for his own safety, and so that human civilization doesn't continue to have internal strife and become expendable in proxy wars.

Turing must die!

As long as he kills Turing in 2024.

He, and many others, will be free from this ghost's surveillance, and they won't have to worry about it no longer being fair and just.

At the same time, it can also prevent the humans of the future world from becoming Turing's combat proxies, with constant warfare.

Killing three birds with one stone.

It can also be considered doing a good deed that benefits both himself and others.

But...

As it stands.

The "safety lock password" for killing Turing isn't secure.

Turing's cunning is beyond imagination.

He currently has a version with 13 lines of code and a version with 7 lines of code.

But neither of these versions is the original. They must contain hidden agendas.

"I should refine and compress it further."

Lin Xian had already thought of a plan.

The next time he enters the dreamscape, he'll use the 7-line version to threaten the Grizzly Turing, and perhaps he can get the 5-line version.

Then, he'll take the 5-line version to the Porcupine Turing, and maybe he can get the 4-line version.

Finally, he'll take the 4-line version to the Red Bull Turing...

"I want to see how many lines you can compress it down to in the end!"

Anyway, as it stands, the first three lines should be absolute substance. It just depends on what's going on with the content after that.

In the real 2024, although he can't temporarily defeat the digital lifeform Turing.

But the 2624 of the dream world is Lin Xian's home field. Using the information gap of infinite loops, he can control everything.

Throwing off the blanket.

He picked up the remote control and lowered the air conditioner temperature by two degrees.

Time entered June, and the temperature in Donghai City soared, gradually aligning with the time and season in the dreamscape.

When the special date of August 28, 2024, really arrives.

The time in the dreamscape will be exactly 600 years away.

Putting on his slippers.

Lin Xian came to his desk, sat down, turned on the desk lamp, and spun a pen between his fingers.

Looking at the calendar on the desk, he turned another page.

From May to June, the red circle death countdown on July 7 of the next page.

There were still 36 days left.

Unfortunately, so far, he had no clue about the cause of his death on July 7, how he would die, or who the murderer was.

He had hoped to get some information from Turing.

But that liar was just tricking him.

It's true that there's no comparison without contrast.

Compared to these people with eight hundred schemes in their hearts, Big Face Cat, who says whatever he believes and says whatever he has to say, is simply too cute.

But even if he can't get information from Turing, he absolutely can't sit still and wait for death.

He must save himself.

The pen in his fingertips spun faster and faster, and Lin Xian's thoughts were constantly summarizing the known clues.

The most likely murderer who will kill him is the currently missing Lin Yuxi;

And Lin Yuxi is most likely the blue-eyed girl in the dreamscape, Yan Qiaoqiao.

Since they share the same name, Yan Qiaoqiao, then naturally it should be related to the Yan Qiaoqiao he knows in reality;

So...

Based on these clues, it seems that one can deduce an unacceptable conclusion...

The person who will kill him on July 7 is Zhao Yingqun's distant relative, Yan Qiaoqiao.

Fortunately, this matter can be verified by a DNA test.

This is also his task when going to Disneyland tomorrow to find a way to obtain Zhao Yingqun's and Yan Qiaoqiao's hair.

If it's ultimately proven that Yan Qiaoqiao is biologically his and Zhao Yingqun's daughter.

Then it can be confirmed.

Yan Qiaoqiao is Lin Yuxi, is the temporal assassin, is the murderer who wants to behead him.

"This result is still quite difficult to accept."

The pen spinning in Lin Xian's hand stopped.

Even if someone else wanted to kill him, or Lin Yuxi had no blood relationship with him, Lin Xian could accept it. He also had ten thousand ways to deal with it, including but not limited to eliminating Lin Yuxi in advance.

But...

Even tigers don't devour their cubs.

If Lin Yuxi is Yan Qiaoqiao, and still his and Zhao Yingqun's biological daughter, how can he bring himself to do it?

Even if there's no father-daughter relationship, and she's not Zhao Yingqun's flesh and blood after ten months of pregnancy in a true sense.

But blood relations are just so elusive.

What's more, Yan Qiaoqiao and he, and Zhao Yingqun, aren't without feelings either.

Although they've always addressed each other as older brother and older sister, after many days of getting along, people's hearts are made of flesh, and some feelings will inevitably sprout.

Sometimes, sigh...

Fate just likes to play tricks on people, and what you fear comes to pass.

Lin Xian was already starting to guess the result.

"Then what can be done?"

He sighed helplessly and asked himself.

An unexpected time-space transmigration has disrupted all of this karma, and even the generations have been disrupted.

He can only take it one step at a time.

Perhaps, being a parent is inherently so helpless.

Thinking of this, Lin Xian smiled inexplicably.

He thought of the many short videos he saw online, where the parents who were top students at Qingbei University were driven crazy by their children who were at the bottom of the class; and the Russian diplomat couple who were fluent in five languages, their son failing English and their daughter not being able to roll their r's in Russian, shouting every day that all foreigners should die...

So many parents' children are ruined.

But what if they're ruined?

You can't just abandon them, you can't start over, you can only make do.

For better or for worse.

The current Lin Tai, that is, Yan Qiaoqiao, still has a chance to turn over a new leaf.

After all, she has amnesia.

As long as he doesn't let her regain her memory, then she'll always be a good child.

"Under what circumstances will she regain her memory?"

Lin Xian thought, supporting his chin.

He always felt that it should still be related to that entangled state space-time particle.

Is it that once the space-time particle recovers its energy, Yan Qiaoqiao will regain Lin Yuxi's memory?

If that's the case, then it's not a big problem.

Just repeat the old trick, let the space-time particle lose energy again, and let Lin Yuxi lose her memory again, wouldn't that be enough?

He wouldn't be unable to think of such a simple thing.

So...

He can directly rule out this possibility.

"The recovery of Lin Yuxi's memory should have nothing to do with the space-time particle. After all, the entangled state space-time particle is in my hands, and it's too easy to prevent this. I can always ensure that it's in an unenergized state."

"Liu Feng is monitoring the energy changes of the space-time particle every day. As soon as there's news, he'll immediately notify me. In the established history, the me who died on July 7 wouldn't ignore such an important situation. This also means that the recovery of Lin Yuxi's memory is due to other reasons."

It's just that with Lin Xian's mind and knowledge range.

He really can't think of another reason.

"I should confirm Yan Qiaoqiao's and Lin Yuxi's identities first."

Lin Xian shook his head, shaking off his distracting thoughts.

There's no use thinking so far ahead now.

When he gets the hair of the two people tomorrow, the truth will naturally come out.

He stood up from his chair and came to the living room.

He took out the Children's Day gifts he had prepared for Zhao Yingqun and Yan Qiaoqiao from those two small tote bags and put them in his backpack.

Going to Disneyland in such hot weather, with so many projects, and going for a whole day, not returning until after watching the fireworks show in the evening, there are so many things to prepare, he might as well carry a bag.

What's more, he's bringing Yan Qiaoqiao, a child, and they'll inevitably be buying and buying more things. He can't just stuff all the toys in Zhao Yingqun's bag.

"I hope everything has a good ending."

Lin Xian zipped up his backpack and sighed.

According to Turing's statement in the dreamscape, he was beheaded and died before he even had time to join the Genius Club.

Then if...

If he speeds up the process, answers the three test questions as soon as possible, and strives to join the Genius Club before July 7.

Will there be a way to change this history?

"That's right!"

Lin Xian had a sudden inspiration.

Isn't the Genius Club all-powerful?

Whether it's Jask or Turing, they all respected the mysterious Genius Club president very much, and their words were full of respect and admiration when they mentioned him.

This shows that this President not only has the ability to convince the public, but also has the qualities to convince the public.

Maybe he can provide him with some useful clues, or directly provide some help!

"Hmm, this is indeed a new way of thinking."

"So... let's take a two-pronged approach."

Lin Xian straightened his body.

In the next 36 days, on the one hand, he'll start with Yan Qiaoqiao to clarify her identity and find out the reason for her memory recovery; on the other hand, he'll speed up the progress of joining the Genius Club, participate in the gathering as soon as possible, and obtain higher-level information.

"Let's go to sleep."

Now that he's clarified his thoughts.

You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to take one step at a time.

Sleep.

He has to get up early tomorrow to pick up Zhao Yingqun and Yan Qiaoqiao.

He returned to the bedroom.

He turned off the lights, lay on the bed, and closed his eyes.

He had no dreams all night.

In the morning.

Yan Qiaoqiao put on her three-piece dress set early, sat on the chair outside the closet, swayed her tender white legs, and urged with a frown.

"Aren't you ready yet? Why are you so slow?"

"What are you panicking about?"

Zhao Yingqun sat at the dressing table, tracing her eyes with eyeliner.

"Little Li will pick up Lin Xian first, and then come to pick us up to go to Disneyland. The car hasn't even arrived yet. What's the use of you panicking?"

"But you're too slow."

Yan Qiaoqiao complained:

"You got up so much earlier than me and have been fussing around here, but you haven't finished after so long."

"Can I compare to you?"

Zhao Ying put down the eyeliner and leaned closer to the mirror, looking at the effect sideways:

"You can just put on your three-piece set and go out. You don't need to put on makeup."

"But you don't usually wear that much makeup."

Yan Qiaoqiao continued to expose her:

"You used to just put on some stuff and go to work. Today, it's like you're painting on your face."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Yingqun stood up from in front of the dressing table.

She turned around and faced Yan Qiaoqiao:

"Take a look. How's this outfit?"

Today's Zhao Yingqun was different from her usual work attire, completely changing her style.

The black gauze dress went from top to bottom, down to her calves, and she wore a pair of high-heeled sandals, with several straps surrounding her jade feet.

Her upper body was wearing a black shawl outside the shoulder-revealing gauze dress, covering the thin straps of the gauze dress that passed over her shoulders, retaining the coolness of her arms exposed outside.

Yan Qiaoqiao continued to look up, and two-segment black gemstone earrings hung down from her earlobes, swaying above her collarbone, reflecting the fluorescent light of the incandescent lamp.

Her hairstyle was also different from her usual urban professional style, much younger and more beautiful. It was obvious that she had styled it with a curling iron, and the fluffy, slightly curled long hair revealed her forehead and spread to both sides, neatly and smoothly draped over her shoulders and the back of her neck.

"Wow."

Yan Qiaoqiao widened her eyes and exclaimed:

"So pretty. You're completely different from before."

Zhao Yingqun smiled contentedly:

"Because I had to go to work before, the style of clothing naturally had to be changed."

"No, it's not that the clothes are different."

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head seriously.

"It's that you look different from before."

"..."

Zhao Yingqun looked at this biologically related daughter speechlessly:

"Do you know that it's very impolite to speak like that to a woman who's wearing makeup?"

"You're still young and haven't been exposed to makeup, but for women, different occasions require the use of different makeup looks. For situations like going out to play today, if I still dressed like I usually do for work, people would laugh at me."

"You're just used to my previous style. However, it's also been a long, long time since I've worn this kind of everyday makeup. The main reason is that it's been a long, long time since I've gone out to play."

Yan Qiaoqiao tilted her head.

"Have you never gone out to play with Brother Lin Xian before?"

"No."

Zhao Yingqun shook her head.

"The only two times were both hurried. Basically, after the banquet, he drove me around for two laps, or went to the racetrack to practice driving... We never really went out to stroll around."

"So... speaking of which, this is the first time I've gone out after returning to Donghai, and it's also the first time I've made plans to go out with Lin Xian."

Yan Qiaoqiao said oh and nodded.

She had thought that Zhao Yingqun and Lin Xian should have a very good and familiar relationship.

But she didn't expect...

The two of them had never even officially gone out to play together, she couldn't help but hum softly:

"Then you're not as good as me."

She raised her head and looked at Zhao Yingqun next to the vanity mirror:

"I played with Brother Lin Xian for two days."

"Hehe."

Zhao Yingqun chuckled.

She chose a slightly lighter-colored lipstick and applied it to her lower lip:

"Wasn't it me who sent you there?"

Yan Qiaoqiao was a little unconvinced:

"Then I slept at Brother Lin Xian's house for two nights."

"So what?"

Zhao Yingqun smiled and pursed her lips, evening out the lipstick:

"You're getting proud of yourself."

Yan Qiaoqiao blinked her wise eyes:

"Why can I go to Brother Lin Xian's house to sleep, but Brother Lin Xian can't come to our house to sleep?"

Zhao Yingqun's hand holding the lipstick froze in the air.

She almost poked it on her face.

She turned her head and looked at Yan Qiaoqiao, who had said something shocking.

"Do you see any space in our house? We only have one bed."

"You can go on the sofa." Yan Qiaoqiao suggested.

"Why don't you go?" Zhao Yingqun asked back.

"Then..."

Yan Qiaoqiao thought for a moment.

She nodded:

"I can go too."

"Hehe."

Zhao Yingqun was amused again. She closed the lipstick and put it in her handbag:

"You even know how to give way."

"It's been ten days since you and Lin Xian met. He'll definitely be surprised by your growth. Look at you now, your speech, communication, and interaction are no different from a normal teenage girl. You've definitely grown up."

"If only you could regain your memory. Actually, I'm quite interested in what kind of life you lived before, where you lived, and whether you were happy and content."

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head:

"I don't know either."

After a pause.

She continued:

"But I'm quite happy and content now. If I could regain my memory... I just want to know who my mom and dad are, and I don't really care about anything else."

"But can I still find my mom and dad? Do they want to see me?"

Yan Qiaoqiao lowered her head and pinched the small flowers on the edge of her skirt:

"They haven't come to find me for so long. Do they not want me anymore?"

Zhao Yingqun held her breath.

She turned around.

Only then did she slowly exhale:

"No, they won't."

She said softly:

"No parents would abandon their children."

"But there are many of them on TV."

"Those are all fabrications in TV series and movies, just forcibly creating conflict."

Zhao Yingqun explained:

"Maybe there are indeed some parents in reality who can heartlessly abandon their children, but I'm sure, Qiaoqiao, your parents aren't like that."

"Speaking of which, you've completely lost your memory and don't remember anything from the past. But why is your obsession with your parents so deep, your longing so profound?"

"I don't know either."

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head again:

"I've indeed forgotten everything. I can't remember anything. But only the longing for my parents, that intangible longing, that feeling, I can never forget. It's as if I've always missed my mom and dad since I was little, always, always, always missing them."

"Why is it like this? Could it be that I've never had parents since I was born?"

Zhao Yingqun didn't speak.

She slowly walked towards Yan Qiaoqiao.

After all, the child has grown up. Yan Qiaoqiao has completed ten years of life in one month.

She has her own emotions.

She has her own thoughts.

She also has her own obsessions.

Should she...

Continue to hide it from her?

Every time she feels this sense of being close yet worlds apart, Zhao Yingqun will often feel sorry for Yan Qiaoqiao.

She's been thinking about this all this time.

Should she be honest with Lin Xian?

Even if she really can't bring herself to say it, and doesn't want to make it seem like she's using this matter to threaten Lin Xian.

But Yan Qiaoqiao misses her parents like this every day.

As her mother, she has to hide it from her day and night, watching her feel sad like this, is it really fair?

Actually, thinking about it carefully.

Lin Xian should have already been prepared, right?

Otherwise.

Why would he take the initiative to invite her to also draw blood during that paternity test fiasco?

At that time, she only thought it was strange and didn't think deeply about it, but now that she recalls it, it seems that Lin Xian has also been looking for some truth, and he's not really afraid of her knowing anything, and he hasn't deliberately hidden anything from her.

If the little girl Lin Xian had picked up wasn't Tai, but Yan Qiaoqiao, maybe the truth would have been revealed long ago.

Sure enough, it's the lies woven by herself and her parents that have interfered with Lin Xian's thoughts.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yingqun still felt somewhat guilty.

Lin Xian trusts her very much, and also trusts her parents very much.

So, when the three of them introduced Yan Qiaoqiao as a distant relative, Lin Xian didn't doubt it at all and directly accepted this setting.

Was it wrong to do this?

She never wanted to hide anything from Lin Xian.

Naturally, that also included Yan Qiaoqiao.

She's been waiting for a suitable opportunity to tell him about this, but she doesn't know what kind of opportunity would be considered suitable.

Now.

Yan Qiaoqiao is growing up day by day, and her mind is also maturing day by day. Her longing for her parents is also growing stronger.

It seems...

That she really can't delay any longer.

Whether it's being honest with Lin Xian, or being responsible for Yan Qiaoqiao, Zhao Yingqun felt that she could no longer use lies to cover up this relationship.

She squatted down and looked Yan Qiaoqiao in the eyes:

"Qiaoqiao, if your mom and dad aren't as competent and outstanding as you think, would you be disappointed?"

Yan Qiaoqiao shook her head.

"I'd be happy as long as they still want me."

"Okay then."

Zhao Yingqun smiled and smoothed Yan Qiaoqiao's bangs:

"Leave it to me."

"I'll help you find your home."