A week later, the Solaris Technology Company building was completed on Jiang Ye Star, ready for production.
According to the agreement, the company's personnel would be provided by Jiang Ye Star, 25% of the profits would go to Jiang Ye, 25% to the company, and 50% would be handed over to the major technology giants providing technology and security protocols.
The head of Solaris Technology Company's Jiang Ye Star branch was Lin Yuren.
The first time Jiang Ye saw Lin Yuren, he was surprised.
The man was a quadriplegic.
Slumped in a wheelchair, only one arm and his neck could move, with a kind smile, like a Hawking who hadn't reached his full form.
"Why don't you get your paralysis treated?" Jiang Ye asked.
"All things have their flaws, why strive for perfection," Lin Yuren smiled, his voice faint, like a dream whisper. "I possess too much, so I shed my body. It doesn't affect my life anyway."
Jiang Ye's first impression of Lin Yuren was that the man was eccentric and not quite like a normal person.
However, he had no intention of dismissing Lin Yuren because the man's resume was terrifying enough.
On the surface, Lin Yuren was only in his thirties, with an excellent complexion. If you didn't consider his paralysis, he looked young and strong.
But he had lived for 270 years, and his 271st birthday was next month.
In his nearly three centuries of life, he had accomplished the following:
Thirteen master's degrees, including literature, law, economics, chemistry, physics, sociology, history, and many other fields.
Honorary professor and lecturer titles from 28 universities.
Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce on three planets, though he had since resigned from all of them.
Participated in two alien wars as a member of an observation team, making important suggestions that improved military logistics efficiency, for which he was awarded a gold medal.
Published two autobiographies, "My First Century of Life" and "My Second Century of Life," which sold 600 million and 2.3 billion copies respectively in print, not including pirated or online readership.
Served as CEO of three companies, during which time he quadrupled the market value of two of them, while the third company failed due to force majeure.
This resume, in Jiang Ye's eyes, was simply that of a living immortal.
Learned, knowledgeable, familiar with business principles, experienced, and incredibly seasoned.
After getting to know Lin Yuren, Jiang Ye discovered that the man's capabilities far exceeded what was listed on his resume.
One day, Lin Yuren sent Jiang Ye a passage in English, asking if there were any errors.
Jiang Ye was stunned. "You know English? I don't recognize many of these words and can't understand them. To be honest, my English is very poor."
Lin Yuren: "I've been teaching myself English these past few years. I heard that in your youth, English was still a very prominent language, so I wanted to consult you. However, after so many years, it's understandable that you might have forgotten. It was presumptuous of me."
Jiang Ye: "Why are you teaching yourself English? Universities haven't had English courses for years. Are there still planets in the universe that use English?"
Lin Yuren: "Of course, I'm not learning English to communicate with anyone. A language that has been extinct for centuries, now there are probably fewer than a thousand people in the entire universe who speak fluent English. I mainly want to learn from isolating languages, inflectional languages, agglutinative languages, and polysynthetic languages. What's most interesting about different languages is the different ways of thinking behind them. I primarily want to learn this way of thinking. Moreover, as an ancient language that once flourished, English also allows me to glimpse ancient cultures."
Jiang Ye marveled, thinking that this Old Lin was truly something else.
His pursuit of knowledge had reached such a level.
Jiang Ye: "I am the ancient one. You can ask me whatever you want to know."
Lin Yuren: "Thank you very much, but you are extremely busy. It would be highly inappropriate to bother you with questions that have no practical value."
Jiang Ye: "It's appropriate. Don't be polite. Speaking of which, I noticed you have a master's degree in history. I actually have some questions I'd like to ask you."
Lin Yuren: "I will tell you everything I know, without reservation."
Jiang Ye: "Regarding the language you are currently learning, what happened to it historically? How did it disappear completely?"
Lin Yuren: "Once the group using a certain language undergoes concentrated change, the extinction of a language can be very rapid. Have you seen experiments with bacteria in a petri dish? Initially, more than half of the petri dish was filled with blue bacteria. Suddenly, some orange bacteria were introduced. At first, it was just a tiny speck the size of a needle tip, but after a day, it could turn the entire petri dish from blue to orange. The reversal of languages is actually like this."
Lin Yuren: "According to current archaeological research, Old English should have disappeared in just seventy years, precisely the time of three generations. Fifty years later, it completely vanished from spoken use, and another fifty years later, even written records were largely lost. The process was complex, with various factors contributing. However, I must point out one thing: it didn't completely disappear. Just like Neanderthal genes, a small portion was integrated into our current languages. For example, words like 'engine,' 'bus,' 'humor,' and 'chocolate' are loanwords. If you're interested, I can write a short article for you later, and you'll understand after reading it."
Jiang Ye: "Thank you very much. This matter is not urgent. You can write it when you have free time."
Similar conversations frequently occurred between Jiang Ye and Lin Yuren. Every evening around seven or eight o'clock, Lin Yuren would send messages asking questions about ancient times. Every day, Jiang Ye could feel his extremely strong thirst for knowledge and the vastness of his knowledge.
Lin Yuren bought a mansion on the outskirts of Binhai City. Given his status, buying a house was as easy as blinking.
According to custom, after the mansion was completed, he invited friends and family for a meal.
Lin Yuren had too many friends; hosting banquets at home alone took a week. Large groups of aliens arrived in spaceships, generally of high status, including retired planetary governors.
Jiang Ye was naturally invited, and he was greatly impressed by the furnishings in Lin Yuren's mansion.
Over a hundred biological specimens, all sorts of bizarre alien creatures, and over two hundred fossilized skeletons were framed and hung on the walls.
Photos of Lin Yuren with various famous people also covered an entire wall, ranging from movie stars to scientists and figures from the military and political circles.
There were also antique vases and cups, tea cakes produced on various planets, and wines ranging from four hundred years to four years old. While eating, Jiang Ye tasted a sip of a two-hundred-year-old Shi Jian Chun, which had a remarkably peculiar taste, and one sip cost him two hundred thousand yuan.
A wall of cups, collected from cities, had city landmark buildings and dates on the body and bottom of each cup. Judging by the number of cups, Lin Yuren had visited at least five thousand cities.
There was also an eight-meter-high giant bookshelf, occupying the entire center of the mansion, stacked with over thirty-six thousand books. There were also specialized crawling robots; whatever Lin Yuren wanted, the crawler would retrieve a book, jump onto the wheelchair, and hold it up for him to see.
Jiang Ye had visited the homes of many important people, but this mansion left the deepest impression on him.
Perhaps after living for more than three hundred years, his own home would look like this, filled with traces of time and achievement.
A week later, all personnel for Solaris Technology Company were in place, and the factory was deployed, ready to begin reviving consciousness bodies.