My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 127 Cause of Death: Shot down by a bald eagle in South America
"What's wrong?" Chu Zhu noticed Lin Xia's strange gaze and glanced at him curiously.

"No, it's nothing!" Lin Xia smiled awkwardly. Actually, he just felt that Chu Zhu had become a little unfamiliar.

After all, Chu Zhu and the principal's relationship was just so-so before! Based on the information he got from Chu Zhu's conversations, he felt that the principal probably didn't have a very good impression of Chu Zhu.

But now it seems... he was too naive! Or rather, even though they grew up together, he still didn't understand Chu Zhu well enough?
"By the way," Lin Xia quickly voiced her concern as she saw Chu Zhu stand up, "You've already established connections with the school. It's obvious that the company's early development is going smoothly. Given this situation, should you continue pursuing music? And what about sports?"

After all, the original purpose of doing this was not to become famous, but to make money... But now, it's clear that there won't be a shortage of money in the future?

“Of course we’re going to do it.” Chu Zhu looked at Lin Xia strangely. “Dude, we’re in the industrial business! Big industrial. Do you know what that means? These kinds of asset-heavy companies can’t possibly make a lot of profits in the early stages! No… in the early expansion phase, losing money is the norm.”

"Internet companies and those involved in finance are the ones that make huge amounts of money!"

After a brief pause, Chu Zhu continued, "And although loans are available, their use is definitely restricted! It's not like we can just take out the money and spend it however we want. From this perspective, music, sports, and even the stock market are ways to make quick money, which we can freely use! They're two different things."

"Besides the company, there are so many other places where I need to spend money!"

"I understand." Lin Xia calmed down and rubbed his cheek. Actually, he should have thought of it beforehand, but he was a little flustered.

“Then, I’ll go back and think it over carefully! I’ll figure out how to negotiate with Principal Li tomorrow.” Lin Xia pursed her lips, glanced at Chu Zhu, and added, “I understand what you mean. I’ve finished talking to the principal on my end, so all you need to do when you come over is sign your name… Also, don’t forget to sign the freelance musician agreement on Douyin, the music app.”

Lin Xia rubbed her hands together, feeling both nervous and excited. "I've already withdrawn 100,000 from the stock market! After you sign the agreement and give me the account number, I'll start releasing music, investing in Douyin (TikTok), and maybe find someone to cover my songs to test the waters... If it's not enough, I'll withdraw more!"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Chu Zhu made an OK sign and swiped open the phone screen. "I'll get on it right now."

……

Return to the apartment.

It was already 7 p.m.

Having completed her daily copying task as usual, Chu Zhu hesitated for a moment before taking out a new notebook.

"This can't go on!" Chu Zhu's mind was racing. Although he could continuously obtain information about the future through Nuwa No. 17.

However, after experiencing life again and again, and after repeatedly questioning Nuwa and searching for information... he discovered a fatal problem.

That is, Nuwa No. 17's narration of his deeds is from a macro perspective.

Chu Zhu could only know which major events occurred in which year and month, and these events were significant on a global scale, not just events that Chu Zhu personally considered significant.

Chu Zhu had no idea whether her good brother had sensed something before he died.
The possibility of being assassinated is actually because a close friend has discovered some top-secret information.

Will it be...

There are just too many possibilities.

Some things simply cannot be entered into a database!
Chu Zhu actually suspected that another version of herself from previous timelines might have a sufficiently deep understanding of Skynet.

However, it is clear that this knowledge could not have been recorded by Nuwa!
"Starting today, keep a daily diary!" Chu Zhu wrote in the notebook. "Then, enter as much of the diary entries as possible into Nuwa No. 17! Even if I die, I must tell Lin Xia so that she can enter the entries into Nuwa."

Taking a deep breath, Chu Zhu lay back down on the bed. "I hope everything goes well."

……

I opened my eyes and found myself on a soft bed.

Chu Zhu propped herself up, looked at the silver-white wall, and paused for a moment. "Oh right, I slept at the Nuwa Base last night."

Rubbing his temples, Chu Zhu's expression turned serious. He first scanned his surroundings; the layout of the Nuwa base was the same as before. Shouldn't they have noticed anything about a worldline shift?

"Nuwa No. 17," Chu Zhu calmly ordered while thinking, "Activate the surrounding cameras!"

The silver wall projected small squares onto the screen. Watching the bustling scene of people coming and going in the small square images, Chu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, put it away! Nuwa No. 17." Chu Zhu stood up and stretched. "Tell me, did I, or rather Lin Xia, leave behind a notebook? And ask you to pass it on to me now?"

"Starting data retrieval... No results found!" Nuwa No. 17's calm voice made Chu Zhu pause for a moment.

"How could this be? Or did something happen? Or did Lin Xia die with me?" Chu Zhu began his investigation. But his expression froze at the first glance.

Name: Chu Zhu. Date of death: April 1, 1933. Cause of death: Shot dead on the spot by a bald eagle after being tracked in South America, charged with terrorism.

"???" To be honest, Chu Zhu had thought about many ways to die, and he had even drawn up a scale diagram in his mind... At least more than half of the deaths were caused by the familiar dump truck driver!

However, he never expected that such an operation could be carried out.

"No, it's all confirmed, it's very dangerous abroad! Why would people still go to South America?" Chu Zhu felt dumbfounded.

Then, in the next second, Chu Zhu's eyelids twitched again.

Nationality: Bald Eagle
Chu Zhu: "???"

What the heck? Who changed his nationality?
Chu Zhu found it very puzzling. For a moment, he even wondered if the enemy had brainwashed him. Because he had no reason to do these things at all.

Yes, Chu Zhu acknowledged the Bald Eagle's strength and its formidable resources. However, this acknowledgment stemmed from a powerful recognition of a potential enemy, not from some strange beacon or anything like that—

With Golden Dawn firmly established in Europe and America, Chu Zhu couldn't possibly have gone there.

“Something’s not right! Something’s very wrong.” Chu Zhu murmured for a moment, then his gaze sharpened. “Check it out: C Machinery Company, Z Intelligent Company.”

"C Machinery Company, founder: Chu Zhu! A listed company under the Bald Eagle Group! Two or three years ago, its market value was comparable to that of Skynet Company. The two were neck and neck, and both set records for the highest market value in human history."

"However, after 1932, the company's founder, Chu Zhu, exposed his grand ambitions and committed crimes against humanity! He was sentenced by the International Court of Justice and all his personal assets were confiscated."

"On June 4, 1933, after Chu Zhu's death, the shareholders' meeting of C Machinery Company officially approved the relevant agreement on the merger and acquisition of C Machinery Company by Tianwang Company! C Machinery Company thus became a subsidiary of Tianwang Company."

"Z Intelligence, founded by Zhao Shao. A leading company in China! The only non-Eagle company with the potential to catch up with Skynet. It has created the second AI revolution and the first globally recognized artificial intelligence, making unimaginable contributions to the AI ​​revolution."

“Z Intelligence Company is normal!” Chu Zhu stood up and paced back and forth. “From this point of view, the possibility of brainwashing has been greatly reduced... After all, it is impossible for the other side to be able to do it but only brainwash me and let Z go.”

"So, it was out of my own personal desires that I joined the Bald Eagle's nationality and even made C Machinery Company a Bald Eagle Company?" Chu Zhu felt like his brain was in a knot, and he almost had a brain freeze.

Patting his cheeks, Chu Zhu calmly detached himself from his emotions, considering one possibility after another, and eliminating one obviously suspicious possibility after another. Finally, a flash of inspiration struck him!
"Considering all this information, could it be that my good brother is planning to infiltrate Golden Dawn?"

This seems to be the only reasonable explanation?

"But a good brother shouldn't be the kind of person who would sacrifice himself like that!"

Chu Zhu pinched the bridge of his nose. In this timeline, even without the cheat system, his good brother would not give up and lie down to die. He would do his best to develop and hope to survive the apocalypse on his own.

But effort is effort!

This doesn't mean that a good brother would risk his life to shield Chu Zhu from the dangers of entering the future timeline of the dream—

After all, his best brother was himself, and Chu Zhu knew all too well what kind of person he was.

"So, what triggered him?" Chu Zhu pondered for a while, then ran her fingers through her hair. "Damn it, the diary wasn't preserved! Otherwise, we could have gleaned a lot of information."

"All the information that Nuwa could find was publicly available! For me to look at it at this point in time is like the blind men and the elephant."

"Nuwa No. 17, when did Lin Xia die? What was the date of her death?" Chu Zhu suddenly realized that she seemed to have missed hearing any information about Lin Xia.

"Lin Xia left C Machinery Company on March 1, 2026, and officially joined Z Intelligent Company. Upon joining, she became the general manager of Z Intelligent Company! She made great contributions to the expansion of Z Company. Date of death: April 2, 2033! Cause of death: Unknown."

"...died a day later than me!" Chu Zhu sighed to the heavens, and what the heck was this ominous sign?
"However, on the other hand, those two words themselves prove that his death is highly suspicious!"

After all, if someone was hit by a dump truck or died of illness, there's nothing wrong with talking about it...

Clearly, this either indicates that the reason was extremely sensitive and could not be recorded, or that there were too many suspicious points for the police to close the case.

"Oh, right." Chu Zhu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and found the key phrase, "Nuwa No. 17, when did I become a citizen of the United States!"

(End of this chapter)