My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 138 Nuwa No. 17: No relevant information found
After reflecting for a while, and also intensifying his killing intent towards the mastermind behind it all, Chu Zhu silently took out his phone and glanced at the time—it was already noon!

"Slip away."

Chu Zhu returned to the police station, ate in the canteen, and then entered the Nuwa base again.

"What games should we play? What novels should we read?" Chu Zhu pondered as he casually glanced around. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked offhand, "By the way, Nuwa Seventeen, pull up Lu Keke's information too!"

Chu Zhu suddenly realized that she hadn't seen Lu Keke's name before? And she hadn't gone to Bald Eagle with him either?
"84,215 records of Lu Keke have been retrieved! Please provide more accurate information."

At that moment, Chu Zhu stopped moving, his back gradually straightened, and his gaze sharpened.

Something's not right! If it were Lu Keke, who created the room-temperature superconductor, he should have his own Baidu entry, right? A search should directly bring up this most famous academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering...

Now, Nuwa's attitude only indicates that on this timeline... Lu Keke has not achieved anything remarkable.

His eyes darkened, and he said sternly, "It's Lu Keke from Jinling No. 3 Middle School. She was born in 2008..."

After the detailed explanation, a screen of light appeared.

"Name: Lu Keke. Gender: Female. University: Jinling University. Education: Undergraduate student at Jinling University..."

"Date of death: January 3, 1943. Cause of death: Affected by the war."

Too ordinary! Chu Zhu calmly examined the resume; it was so ordinary it was almost frightening.

"Not an academician? Don't tell me... it's because you went to Jinling University! That doesn't make sense either, why did you only get an undergraduate degree?"

Chu Zhu pondered repeatedly, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper, before asking again, "Reveal everything that happened to Lu Keke during her senior year of high school!"

Nuwa No. 17's voice remained unchanged: "No relevant data detected!"

Chu Zhu: "?"

Chu Zhu quickly realized that if Lu Keke was just an ordinary person in this timeline, then it was indeed impossible for much of her information to be stored in Nuwa's database!

After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Chu Zhu said again, "Reveal all the records of Chu Zhu, the founder of C Machinery Company, and Lu Keke's interactions!"

This caused a large amount of information to flow out. Chu Zhu breathed a sigh of relief; as expected, the information about the Great Demon King Chu Zhu had a high weight in Nuwa's database.

After glancing at it twice, Chu Zhu's brows furrowed even more deeply.

"...On that day in 2005, Lu Keke received an invitation from Chu Zhu."

Chu Zhu hopes he will join C Machinery Co., Ltd.!

However, later, when Lu Keke and her mother went to the school hoping to discuss and coordinate with the teacher to change her previously decided college application to Jinling University, they encountered the real culprit of the Nanyun Street random killing case, Huang, committing yet another random killing!
Lu Keke's mother was stabbed and seriously injured by Huang while protecting her daughter, leaving her on the verge of death!

"Afterwards, out of concern for her mother, Lu Keke contacted Chu Zhu again and agreed to join C Machinery Co., Ltd. She received a joining fee to pay for her mother's expensive medical treatment."

"In 1926, when the headquarters of C Machinery Company moved out of Jinling, Lu Keke did not choose to go to Bald Eagle with them. She chose to leave C Company, continue to take care of her disabled mother, and continue to stay in Jinling, China."

"In June 1930, Lu Keke graduated from Jinling University. In the same year, based on her connections from her previous job at C Machinery Company, she successfully joined Z Intelligent Co., Ltd. and became an AI trainer."

"..."

After a long silence, Chu Zhu's face showed a look of realization, tinged with a sigh.

Human destiny is truly unpredictable.

A top genius, a future academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering, had his life take a completely different turn due to a series of unforeseen events.

Although, at present, this problem seems to be...

"Okay, that makes sense! If Lu Keke doesn't want to go to Bald Eagle with me, I can't force her... So, the room-temperature superconductor must have been made by someone else in that era?"

"That's true. In this timeline, I don't think I published the Starry Sea Explanation! The reason Lu Keke was able to become an academician of both the Chinese Academy of Sciences and the Chinese Academy of Engineering was because she developed a room-temperature superconductor based on the papers in the Starry Sea Explanation... From this perspective, it seems that the blame isn't entirely mine? It should be said that without me, she probably wouldn't have become an academician in the original timeline either!"

"Considering that, my entry into Jinling University this time... I don't know if it's because taking care of my mother took up a lot of my energy... or... so in the end, I just became an ordinary person!"

Chu Zhu closed his eyes and thought for a moment before speaking, "Nuwa No. 17, tell me the specific information about Huang, the real culprit in the random killing case in Nanyun Street!"

then……

"...Mom, why is it all Huang Mou? Huang Mou? Don't they have real names?!"

"And they can't even mark out the specific movements..."

"Alright, alright, I didn't mean to blame you... I know that a random killer doesn't really deserve to occupy your precious memory storage information... Damn, I really can't rely on you too much!"

Chu Zhu ran her fingers through her hair and made a decision... She would call the police as soon as she returned to the real world.

Although he was strong and confident that he could beat Huang to a pulp with his physique, Chu Zhu was just bored and decided to fight Huang to the death!

"All done! Keep the music playing, keep dancing."

……

"Happy times always pass so quickly!"

Chu Zhu lay on the soft bed constructed by Nuwa, recalling the delightful afternoon and evening, and sighed with heartfelt emotion.

"Ugh, I just want to be a carefree couch potato! Damn it, the end of the world... why can't I even have something as simple as this?"

Feeling indignant, Chu Zhu closed her eyes.

Goodnight, Nuwa No. 17!

...the next day.

Chu Zhu got up, drew back the curtains, and casually glanced at the crowd on the street. Then, she took a blank notebook out of the drawer.

“…Then next!” Chu Zhu closed her eyes, trying her best to sense, and then a look of joy appeared on her face. “It works! Good, very good.”

A pen refill snapped off quickly. Chu Zhu gently pulled it out, then pressed her palm onto the notebook like a stamp... and densely packed characters appeared in that instant.

"That's great! Supernatural powers are the primary productive force!"

Chu Zhu felt tears welling up in his eyes, and then he began to act frantically.

In less than three minutes, he had printed out both the prototype and the complete version of the Lingdongxing program.

After rubbing his hands together and thinking for a moment, Chu Zhu took out a new notebook and started printing again... This time, he was printing Xinghai.

As for a detailed explanation of Xinghai, he has no plans to put it on paper for the time being.

After finishing, Chu Zhu stretched and took out his phone from his pocket. He glanced at the phone and then thought of the transparent phone he would use in the future.

This feels... not as good as a future phone!
"It's easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality!" Chu Zhu sighed. How long had he been using the transparent phone? He was already starting to feel uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, there's no way to bring a transparent phone to this era. As Chu Zhu thought this, she dialed Zhao Shao's number.

Three minutes later, the call ended... No one answered?

"?" Chu Zhu fell into deep thought. Didn't Zhao Shao say he would keep an eye on his phone at all times?

Wait, something must have happened... He was slightly nervous, but it shouldn't be like this. The time of Zhao Shao's death that Nuwa No. 17 mentioned wasn't now, was it?

Thoughts raced through his mind. Without hesitation, Chu Zhu dialed Zhao Shao's number again. He was prepared; if he still couldn't get through, he would go to Z Intelligent Company immediately.

I've completely forgotten to ask Zhao Shao's home address. How careless of me... Chu Zhu calmly let her thoughts wander. I wonder if Professor Chen knows?
The familiar ringtone is still playing...

After a long while, the call finally connected...

"Holy crap! Who is it? What time is it? Are you sick in the head... I... um?" Zhao Shao paused for a moment, as if he was only just realizing what was happening, and glanced at the caller ID.

Chu Zhu could clearly hear a gasp coming from the other side. When Zhao Shao spoke again, his voice was noticeably embarrassed, "Junior Chu? Ah... sorry, sorry! I, I was so sleepy. Um... hahahahaha!"

"..." Chu Zhu, who had already reached the door, turned the doorknob, and was about to go out, fell into deep thought.

Then it dawned on me, oh, it's past six... Normal college students who don't have classes would still be snuggled up in bed at this time...

Or rather, it's rare to find someone like Chu Zhu with such a regular schedule.

"What time did you go to bed last night?" Chu Zhu sat back down at the table. "Also, I've finished the Lingdong Star algorithm! Both parts. When can we schedule a meeting? And while we're at it, let's get your company shareholding agreement signed too!"

"...Five o'clock, right? Ah?? It's already, it's already, it's all done!" Zhao Shao's voice was filled with excitement and exhilaration, all sleepiness completely gone, and he was somewhat incoherent, "Um, I really, I really don't know how to thank you enough..."

"I swear, you are the person I respect most besides my parents! From now on, if you ask me to steal a chicken, I won't dare to chase a pig; if you ask me to climb over a wall, I won't dare to break through it..."

"?"

Damn! I told you to steal chickens, but you didn't. You didn't even chase pigs, did you? What about manners and respect? You just don't do any work!

Chu Zhu's eyes twitched, and he hesitated several times before trying to speak. How come he hadn't noticed before that Zhao Shao was such a clown?

"Time! Place," Chu Zhu squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth.

"Oh, oh, oh... eight, eight o'clock! Eight o'clock in the morning, I'll wash up... Do you have any suggestions? Company Z? Or, you can just suggest a place and send me a map location?" Zhao Shao's attitude was very humble.

"Let's go with Company Z!" Chu Zhu rubbed his face, finally calming himself down. He said frankly, "Also, we're doing this on equal footing... not as superiors and subordinates! Just focus on using your talents."

Go and deal with your AI properly! Don't waste your energy trying to get closer to it! It's not worth it.

"Thank you!" Zhao Shao's words were full of gratitude, completely oblivious to the exploitative intent of a certain cold-blooded capitalist.

After chatting for a couple more minutes, Chu Zhu hung up the phone, lay back in her chair, and remained silent for a moment. Feeling bored, Chu Zhu opened the cabinet and took out a bunch of notebooks.

"...It runs out so fast! I feel like I'll have to buy more."

He casually opened the "Cut Your Money" app and bought several hundred notebooks. Then, with a serious expression, Chu Zhu snapped off another pen refill and began printing like crazy.

"Wait a minute... from this perspective, it seems like we also need to buy pen refills? Or maybe we should get a bunch of super-writing-capable rice pens? Hmm, perhaps buying ink would be more cost-effective!"

Several Chinese web novels were previously among the top ten best-selling books globally. Those few were indeed quite well-written! Chu Zhu… didn't finish reading them.

But it's not a big problem. We'll write as much as we read! Anyway, printing is no trouble with our supernatural abilities... If people continue to read it in the future, we'll continue printing. If they don't read it... well, then let the readers suffer a bit.

Chu Zhu opened the author's assistant, created two new novels, took photos, converted the images to text, and produced ten chapters for each. He then uploaded them to online platforms! He had once been a writer himself, but later… his writer's dream was shattered… though he still had an author account!

"Hopefully, I can earn some pocket money! I don't ask for much, just a few million or tens of millions! That shouldn't be too much to ask, after all, they are among the top sellers in the world. Even without those historical opportunities, their minimum standard should be extremely high... Damn it." Chu Zhu suddenly realized something was wrong.

He pondered, he'd tried his hand at music one minute, sports the next, novels the next… but even with all the hard work, even seeking help from counselors, and even contacting Principal Li to leverage his connections… he kept going in circles…

However, so far, they haven't made a single penny in these areas!
The money they earned actually came from... gifts from a kind old man at the lottery center and stock market ATMs from Da Shan Tang!

All that hard work and not a penny earned! The money I picked up, on the other hand, is appreciating like crazy... It's like spending millions to open a restaurant, braving wind and rain, working hard for three to five years, only to lose hundreds of thousands.

"..." Chu Zhu couldn't hold back for a moment. He complained, "Is this God telling me that relying on hard work to earn money is a dead end! Only by getting something for nothing can one truly become rich?"

(End of this chapter)