Genius Playground

Chapter 12 Butterfly
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The plan to save Xu Yan via time-travel text messages... has begun.

"First of all, we must make it clear that the secret of the time-space text message can only ever be known by the three of us."

"Therefore, we cannot send text messages to our seniors; we must take matters into our own hands to prevent this tragedy."

In the club activity room, Qin Feng wrote on the small blackboard:

"This rescue operation is not particularly difficult. There are many ways to do it: prevent the two children from falling into the water in advance, or prevent Xu Yan from jumping into the river to save them, or lay in ambush with life jackets and swimming rings... and so on."

Jiang Ran and Cheng Mengxue nodded.

Yes.

In terms of the operation itself, there was indeed no difficulty.

Time-space messaging is such a magical and powerful "cheating plug-in" that it can reveal accurate future information to your past self. What regrets can't be undone?
only……

Jiang Ran looked at the blackboard that had been wiped clean and didn't say anything more.

He was still worried about that string of mysterious numbers.

But upon closer reflection, Qin Feng's words also make sense.

What's the point of daydreaming without any clues?
Instead of waiting for the butterfly effect to become too bad, we could try another experiment to see if we can receive a second text message or any other clues.

"It would be best to give us some clear instructions from three days ago."

Jiang Ran pointed to his watch:

"Because time was running out, the place where Xu Yan drowned was a 40-minute drive from the school; after we received the text message three days ago, we probably didn't have much time to prepare."

Cheng Mengxue strongly agreed:

“Time-space text messages can only be sent up to three days ago. Considering the time difference, we must send the text message immediately.”

"Otherwise, if this continues... I'm afraid there really won't be a chance to save my sister."

"Then let's get started."

Jiang Ran stood up:
"Give us more time to the past, and we'll have more hope of salvation."

The action begins.

It was the same old setup: Jiang Ran was in charge of sending text messages outside the transformer distribution box, Qin Feng was in charge of activating the positron cannon, and Cheng Mengxue was on the windowsill synchronizing the time.

As Jiang Ran edited the text message, she walked out of the student activity building and went around to the transformer distribution box.

"Please note, this is a time-space text message..."

He described the situation as clearly as possible and quickly finished editing the text message:

This is a time-space text message from three days in the future. Please take immediate action.

Xu Yan drowned on March 26th at noon. The cause of death was jumping into the river to save a child who had fallen in. The incident occurred near Qing'an Bridge. Please change the historical record and avert this tragedy.

Well, yes.

The time, place, and cause and effect of the event are all clearly described.

They weren't stupid three days ago; they knew what to do.

of course.

The main reason...

This is because a single text message can only contain a maximum of 70 characters; once that is exceeded, it will automatically be split into multiple messages.

Jiang Ran wasn't sure if the split text message could still be sent successfully. At this crucial moment, it wasn't worth taking the risk… what if it failed?

"The text message is ready!"

He shouted at Cheng Mengxue.

Then, get as close as possible to the transformer distribution box.

Qin Feng speculated that spacetime black holes are extremely small and have limited gravity.

If a mobile phone is too far from a spacetime black hole when sending a text message, the radio waves may not be absorbed by the black hole, and thus the transmission across spacetime will not be completed.

In short.

Life is at stake.

Let's do everything we can to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Qin Feng connected the positron cannon to a power source, carefully adjusted its direction, aimed the "cannon barrel" at the electrical distribution box outside the window, and gave an OK sign.

"I'm all ready on my end, and I can start anytime."

"it is good!"

Cheng Mengxue received the signal and raised her right hand to indicate to the two of them:

"Then I'll start the countdown! When I reach 0, Qin Feng will activate the positron cannon first, and then Jiang Ran will immediately send a text message!"

Exactly the same words.

Jiang Ran felt as if time and space were out of place.

But it's understandable.

For him, who possesses memories of the time-space shift, this is already the second time-space text message experiment; but for Qin Feng and Cheng Mengxue in the current timeline, this is the first time.

"5!"

Cheng Mengxue began the countdown. A gentle breeze rustled the willow branches, brushing against the back of her neck, while the buzzing of electricity from the distribution box filled her ears.

"4!"

Jiang Ran looked at the 65-word text message.

I've never sent such a long text message before.

Previously, such a crazy attempt had never been made.

"3!"

This was neither a coincidence nor a test experiment.

Rather, they were unprecedented.

To utilize the power of time-space SMS,

To bring a dead person back to life.

"2!"

Can he be saved?

Can he be saved?

Jiang Ran suddenly felt a little nervous, and her palms started to sweat.

But really, won't there be any problems?

"1!"

Take a deep breath and close your eyes.

A hallucination reminiscent of ukiyo-e paintings resurfaced in my mind.

The sun sets in the east.

The tender buds retract into the branches,

Spilled water flows upstream

The starlight vanished without a trace!

"0!"

Qin Feng activated the positron cannon, and a deafening roar followed!
Jiang Ran pressed hard with her fingertips! She pressed the send button—

hum!
hum!
hum!
A dizzying, upside-down feeling... it's a familiar sensation!
In an instant, the world spun around him, and he lost all five senses; Jiang Ran could no longer feel gravity.

well.

In his dizzy and disoriented state, Jiang Ran realized that the time-space shift had occurred as expected.

This means that the text message was successfully sent back to the past, and the established history has changed.

Once he opened his eyes again...

That is a brand new history, a brand new world line!
"what!"

Two seconds later, all discomfort disappeared.

Jiang Ran slowly opened her eyes...

Ok?
He gasped.

where is this?
The room was filled with a pristine white ceiling, white sheets, bright windows, and the pungent smell of alcohol, with an IV stand nearby.

"This is... a hospital ward?"

He blinked and quickly confirmed it.

That's right.

This is a hospital ward. He is lying on the bed with an IV drip next to him.

what's the situation!
He sat up abruptly from the head of the bed.

A sharp pain shot through my right arm, but I couldn't care less about that at the moment.

How did I get to the hospital?

Just now, when I sent the text message, I was still at Tunghai University, outside the clubhouse window.

But then I felt a sudden dizziness and opened my eyes...

I was inexplicably teleported to the hospital?
"wrong."

Suddenly, a terrifying and uncontrollable word flashed through his mind—

The butterfly effect in time and space.

He instantly realized that it was that text message sent three days ago that triggered an unexpected time-space butterfly effect, which drastically changed the course of history!
In the original history, I was indeed at Tunghai University on March 29th.

但那条时空短信发送后，3月26日-3月29日之间的历史发生改变……在新的历史走向中，3月29日的自己就躺在医院里。

call……

The gentle breeze from the ward's air conditioner seeped into my neck, like a butterfly flapping its wings in the darkness, gradually building up to engulf me in a tornado.

"In the end what happened?"

(End of this chapter)