Genius Club-Chapter 568 - 13 VV’s Message (Extra for the Alliance Leader, Exudate Cat!!)

Hmm??

Lin Xian looked at the open padlock in his hand.

It hadn’t quite sunk in yet.

"It... it opened."

Although he had been mentally prepared, knowing that sooner or later he’d crack this tiny lock through brute force,

But!

When it actually opened, he couldn’t help feeling excited, a full sense of achievement.

"Holy shit! It actually opened!"

Gao Yang couldn’t care less about eating or drinking; he wiped his hands and rushed over to take the diary from Lin Xian’s hands, examining it closely.

"1952... Huh, that’s odd. Would a typical girl in her teens or twenties really set her password to this year?"

"Say, Lin Xian, is there anything special about the year 1952? Anything notable or famous that happened?"

Lin Xian shook his head:

"My history is so-so. When you ask like that, I really can’t recall any major event that happened in 1952. Just now I was thinking, since Zhang Yuqian is so fond of music, could it be related to some famous singer or band from 1952?"

"But I thought about it, The Beatles and Michael Jackson... they all should be after 1952. In fact, looking at the whole world, 1952 was still quite a tumultuous year, just seven years after the end of World War II, with many local wars still not over."

"So, it should be said that this point in time was not a period of artistic explosion, and the third industrial revolution had not started yet, the information age had not arrived, electronic computing technology and the internet were not yet in existence... Speaking of which, this point in time was quite ordinary."

"Oh, I see."

Gao Yang gave a noncommittal response and began pacing with Zhang Yuqian’s diary, reading it with interest.

Clearly engrossed.

And Lin Xian, leaning back in the chair on the balcony, gazed at the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital outside the window, deep in thought.

1952...

Indeed, for the world, it was an ordinary year without any earth-shaking events.

But for Lin Xian, given his experiences over the past year,

this year had been somewhat too conspicuous.

He had just recalled it seriously.

In 1952, not only did the realist painter Henry Dawson paint eight different portraits of Einstein titled "Sorrowful Einstein,"

but there was also something else.

He had just remembered it.

"The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy," the work that first introduced the science fiction concept of 42 to the world. Its author Douglas Adams was likewise born in 1952.

So, by rounding up,

the concept of 42 was actually proposed by Douglas Adams.

After all, a pen cannot write a book by itself; all the storylines in "The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy" were written by Adams.

In the movie version of "The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy," a top-tier civilization built the supercomputer Deep Thought and posed it the question:

"Please compute the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything."

That was a difficult question.

Deep Thought calculated for seven and a half million years before coming up with the answer:

"The ultimate answer to life, the universe, and everything is——"

"42."

So.

It’s 42 again!

Still 42!

Always 42!

Lin Xian was now practically conditioned to react to the number.

Whether investigating the Genius Club, capturing space-time particles, researching Millennium Stakes, or even cracking open a schoolgirl’s diary...

No matter what he did,

it would always come full circle back to the cosmic constant 42.

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Lin Xian had had a premonition.

From the moment he saw the number 42 filling every tiny space on the walls in Cat Dad’s room... he understood that this number was far from simple.

But up to now,

a year had passed,

and research on the cosmic constant had made almost zero progress.

"How much longer before the truth of 42 is revealed..." he wondered aloud as he stretched lazily.

"What exactly is this cosmic constant, 42."

This question

seemed not to be within the grasp of someone with Lin Xian’s intellect.

Don’t be fooled by Big Face Cat’s simplicity.

But his father, Cat Dad, is a bona fide Fields Medal mathematician, with an IQ and talent that could be considered among the top echelon on Earth.

Lin Xian was well aware that although he was far superior to Big Face Cat, he fell far short of Cat Dad.

He even felt that Liu Feng was far from matching Cat Dad.

After all, the father of Big Face could literally calculate the cosmic constant with just a book, a pen, and a stack of draft paper.

In contrast to Liu Feng,

he needed laboratories and the Guizhou Sky Eye, and for capturing a space-time particle, he even went to space and nearly didn’t make it back...

With so much effort and commotion, in the end, turning back to see, he came up empty-handed, with Liu Feng still plugging away at his research:

"I’m on it, the space-time particles can now be used to calibrate the Space-Time Clock."

Then after the Space-Time Clock is calibrated, there’s the next step, to detect space-time curvature; after detecting the space-time curvature, one can continue researching the cosmic constant.

The journey is long and there’s no way around it.

Everyone has limits to their talents, Lin Xian cannot harshly demand Liu Feng to be as clever as Cat Dad, deducing the cosmic constant with just a pen and a few sheets of paper.

When he gets back to East Sea City, he’ll visit the East Sea University lab to check on Liu Feng’s progress.

"The best scenario would be to find Cat Dad in the Dream World and directly ask him the truth and meaning of the cosmic constant. But right now, I’m trapped in the Fourth Dreamland, let alone Cat Dad, even a slight hint of research might get me executed by the 00:42 truck, just like in The First Dreamland."