279 Have You Failed?
Professor Convert committed suicide.
Squatting next to his corpse, as an assistant, Wan Xuan was extremely stunned, but he was still moved when he looked at the time chip that was casually thrown on the ground by Professor Conversion.
In order to conceal the existence of the Time Chip, Professor Convert simulated the signal frequency of his own chip in advance. In this way, even if he disappeared for a while, the people at the institute would not notice it immediately. Taking advantage of this, Wan Xuan used a scalpel to dig up the chip in Professor Conversion's armpit and transplanted it to his other armpit through machine surgery.
Although Wan Zhu has the chip of Professor Conversion, it has also brought him many bad influences.
The chips of the West Dead are like their hearts, and the two chips are like two beating hearts, yes, two high-energy consumables. So much so that Wan Xuan can only be in a static state most of the time, as long as he carries out long-term energy-consuming activities, he may face sudden death at any time.
Even so, he never regretted that choice.
He even thought about whether he should destroy the chip that belonged to the 'Ten Thousand Twists', but in that case, he would have to live as a professor from now on.
Professor Conversion's memory came to an abrupt end here, and Xi Luo recalled Professor Conversion's experience in his mind during those years, and found that many things could be strung together without disobedience.
If you look at things from the perspective of Professor Convert's son, the organization is much clearer.
It happened one day ten years ago, when Professor Confucius's son went to work as usual, but at that moment he suddenly received a communication from his father, who had been in retreat for several weeks.
In the communication, his father's voice told him in a hurry that he must not go to a certain place at a certain point in time, otherwise he would be worried about his life. Although the son did not understand the intention of Professor Conversion, he quickly agreed.
Within an hour of hanging up the communication, my son received another communication from a stranger, who threatened him that he had kidnapped Professor Conversion, and provided evidence that he was required to attend the appointment alone. The son panicked at this time, but thinking of his father, who was still in danger, immediately set off to save people.
The kidnapper did not have much experience, and the soldier's son, who had rich combat experience, easily subdued the other party, and then he realized that he might have been deceived, and the other party did not have access to his father, and even the so-called 'kidnapping evidence' was forged.
At this moment, his son's subordinates suddenly contacted him and said that important documents were missing and suspected that his optical brain had been installed with a high-tech positioning system, and his itinerary was also tracked.
Almost at the same time, a threatening text message about an important document came to his son's head alone.
In desperation, the son could only choose to turn off the light brain to prevent someone from listening to his itinerary, and at the same time, he planned to retrieve important documents alone as he threatened in the previous text message. At the same time, the kidnapper who was blocking his face was handed over to his comrades who were guarding the old house.
After delaying back and forth like this, the son almost never stopped, and the things he encountered became more and more troublesome.
Half an hour before he was about to arrive at the location written in the text message, another friend of his told him that he had found Professor Convert at location xx being grabbed and beaten, looking like he was seriously injured.
The son thought of his father's phone call in the morning and a series of strange things he encountered today, and suddenly figured it out.
It must have been his father who accidentally got into trouble outside, and he forced himself to stay away for fear that the enemy would hurt him. The son quickly turned the car around, and rushed to the place that the friend said, the person driving in front of him should be a novice, the son was driving fast, the novice was shocked by the other party's overtaking operation, and he had not been able to control it well, and collided with another novice on the side, resulting in a serious traffic jam.
When it was eight hours old, Professor Convert was at the scene of the unrest, behind the unrest, on the road jammed with traffic, in his cell, on the roof of the building with the best view from the height of the turmoil, and on the bustling street of the Passing Star.
All the accidents, in the end, came together and contributed to the death of Professor Confucius's son.
Or maybe it was Professor Take's own mistakes that led to his son's tragic death.
No matter how advanced technology is, even to the day when time is not even an opponent, life will still be lost to the line of fate.
Professor Convert discovers that technology is not as omnipotent as he grew up, and the biggest faith in his life collapses, and he loses confidence in whether he can save his son......
At this time, it seems that death alone can make him not think about how to answer these questions.
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Xi Luo analyzed Professor Conversion's mood at that time with mixed feelings, and he was too lucky compared to him. She has also experienced time travel several times, except for the discomfort of separation, which can be depressed for a few days, but she never regrets having these experiences.
At the same time, Xi Luo is more deeply aware that although the time chip can allow people to travel to any time and space, it will not change the course of history in the end......
Xi Luo didn't continue to think about it, and after reading the contents of the chip, she quickly returned to the warship.
After two months, Professor Wan finally made up his mind to start his first time travel and told Xi Luo about it.
"What's your new code?"
"Two or more 'I's' are not allowed to appear in the same plane." Professor Wan shrugged his shoulders and continued, "When the chip owner encounters a fatal danger, the ability to travel through time will be triggered, and at the same point in time, when there may be two 'I's', the ability to jump in space will be triggered. ”
"Also, I've removed Professor Conversion's eight-hour time limit and replaced it with a one-ten-millionth of a ten-millionth of a time-traveler's physical exertion; There is also his fixed-point round-trip, which I changed to be able to locate the marker in advance or book the return in advance at the time of return. ”
If Fat Ball was here, he would definitely be surprised by the familiarity in Professor Wan's words.
Xi Luo even began to be a little confused, the criteria that Fat Ball always loved to talk about in the past were formulated by his maker, the father of Xingyuan for more than 5,000 years; Or is it the concept proposed by the time chip transformer in front of him today.
"So have you set what point in time you're going to travel to?"
"Of course!" Professor Wan showed a hint of a smile, "I'm going to go three hundred years ago, it was an era when technology was in darkness, and I would become the savior of countless people who passed away from the West, and I would become a milestone figure at the turning point of the science and technology of the West Passing Star. ”
"......" Xi Luo has also heard how dark the West Passing Star was three hundred years ago, but there have been no milestone characters in the history books, on the contrary, there are many wicked people who do all kinds of evil and die ugly, "Good luck." ”
Professor Wan nodded slightly, adjusted the instrument and turned into a white light and left the place.
Xi Luo paused in place for a while, still preparing to go to the West Passing Star to find some information about three hundred years ago, what if there was really a person named Wan Twist appeared, but she didn't pay attention to the literature at that time? Missed it?
However, Xi Luo just turned around.
Where the white light had just disappeared, a new white light flashed, and Professor Wan, who had left a few seconds ago, returned to the same place, except for a little more dazed and helpless in his eyes, there was nothing special.
"You've failed?"
"Nope."