Genius Playground

Chapter 25 Desire
"I me me!"

Cheng Mengxue eagerly raised her hand.

Jiang Ran extended his palm to indicate:
What are your dreams?

"hey-hey……"

Cheng Mengxue scratched her head sheepishly:

"Well, you know, I failed two subjects last semester..."

"Didn't they have a makeup exam a week ago?" Qin Feng interjected.

"Oh dear! I'm not comfortable with a makeup exam!"

Cheng Mengxue looked aggrieved:
"Advanced mathematics is just too difficult! I think I can retake the other subject without any problems, but I'm still not confident about advanced mathematics. I wish I could answer just one more big question correctly!"

"Ok."

Jiang Ran interlaced her fingers and placed them on her abdomen.

He already understood what Cheng Mengxue meant.

All I had to do was send her the answer to the most challenging question on her advanced mathematics exam a week in advance, and that would have ensured she passed.

Cheng Mengxue wasn't stupid. If she highlighted the key points and had her look at the example problems in a certain chapter of the textbook, her score would improve.

When will the makeup exam scores be released?

"the day after tomorrow."

Hmm, that's pretty good.

Jiang Ran was making plans in his mind.

Changing the results before the final scores are released is far less risky than trying to fix it after the final scores are released.

"I have no objection."

He looked at Qin Feng:
"What about you?"

"I don't have any objections either."

Qin Feng shrugged:
"Could there be anything smaller than this? I even think that using time-space text messaging for this kind of thing is really overkill."

"However, the makeup exam was a week ago. What is the exact date for the advanced mathematics exam?"

amount……

Cheng Mengxue took out her phone, looked at the calendar and did some calculations, then looked up:
Nine days ago.

Qin Feng looked at the positron cannon on the experimental table, somewhat worried:
"Nine days ago...that was indeed a challenge."

Jiang Ran understood his thoughts.

So far, using positron cannons and transformer distribution boxes, they have only sent text messages up to three days ago.

Sending a text message from 9 days ago would require operating the beam magnifier to increase the electron beam density.

Will this cause any problems?

"meeting."

Qin Feng noticed Jiang Ran's concerns and nodded:

"Increasing the electron beam density means increasing the power. Although it's not a geometric increase, it's at least greater than the power we achieved in our previous experiments."

"What should we do then?" Cheng Mengxue asked anxiously.

"The experiment can be conducted in the early morning or at dawn."

Qin Feng proposed:

“Now that the weather is hot, the air conditioning is on in the club activity building, which puts a heavy load on the circuit. If the power of the positron cannon is increased at this time, it is easy to burn out the circuit or even the positron cannon itself.”

“We can wait until 10 or 11 p.m., or even after midnight, when people are gone and the electrical load is low, so even if we use a higher power, it won’t be a problem.”

……

Just do it.

That night, the three of them hid in the club activity room until the early hours of the morning, and conducted their experiment under the cover of darkness.

Jiang Ran sat on the windowsill:
“5！4！3！2！1！0——”

hum!
hum!
hum!
As Qin Feng activated the positron cannon, Cheng Mengxue stood in front of the distribution box and sent a text message. Jiang Ran once again felt dizzy, lost his balance, and felt the world spinning around him.

Two seconds later, when he recovered, he found that his position had changed.

He was lying on his bed in the dormitory at that moment.

Wearing pajamas and covered with a blanket.

Jiang Ran sat up, put on her slippers, and just then bumped into the person on the upper bunk pulling up their trousers:

"What are you doing?"

"Pee!"

The person in the upper bunk replied:

"Still not asleep?"

"Um, I need to use the restroom too."

……

Jiang Ran went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.

obviously.

Spacetime shifts occur, established history changes, the world line leaps, and now we have a completely new history and a completely new world line.

Tonight in this timeline, the trio did not send any time-space text messages, so they would naturally not be in the club activity room at this time, but would be sleeping in their dormitory.

"Go back to sleep first." He yawned.
"We'll synchronize our memories after we see Xiaoxue and Qin Feng tomorrow."

……

The next day, the three met in the cafeteria and chatted.

Nine days have passed since Cheng Mengxue received the time-traveling text message with the answers to her advanced mathematics problem. The historical events have not changed much, in fact, they have changed almost nothing.

Because at the end of the text message they edited for Cheng Mengxue, they specifically noted that there was no need to tell Jiang Ran and Qin Feng about this message; she should just focus on her studies and tell them about it in nine days.

Therefore, the time-space butterfly effect caused by this time-space text message is extremely small. Apart from giving Cheng Mengxue a ten-odd extra points in her advanced mathematics exam, it has no impact on other established history.

Another day passed, and it was time for the makeup exam results to be released.

Cheng Mengxue was both nervous and excited, frequently refreshing her phone screen:

"Yay!! I passed Advanced Mathematics! 65 points!"

Jiang Ran and Qin Feng wiped their sweat.

This score was truly a close call. If Cheng Mengxue hadn't answered that last big question correctly, she would have failed her makeup exam as well.

Subsequently.

The three of them gathered again in the club activity room.

"Unfortunately, this time we only received one time-space text message."

Jiang Ran looked through Cheng Mengxue's phone:
"I really don't know when I'll receive the next mysterious text message. Without any follow-up information, I have no way of understanding this grammatically incorrect sentence, 'Don't believe it.'"

Qin Feng modified a positron cannon on the experimental platform:

"Take it slow, we're improving with each step."

He stepped aside, beckoning the two of them over:

“Look, I went to the used appliance market a few days ago and found an LCD rotary control panel that was compatible with this old device, and I modified it a little.”

Jiang Ran and Cheng Mengxue stepped forward.

An old LCD rotary control panel was found hanging on the outer shell of the positron cannon.

The control panel has four knobs, each corresponding to a red LCD screen that can display numbers; next to them are labeled year, month, day, and hour.

Turning the corresponding knob can increase or decrease the numbers on the LCD screen.

It dawned on them.

This is a visual control panel!
It allows for easy and precise control over the timing of SMS transmissions!

"Tony Stark!"

Jiang Ran exclaimed in admiration:

"You're practically Iron Man, Qin Feng! This control panel is so straightforward, even the two of us could operate the positron cannon."

"Okay."

Qin Feng was not arrogant at all:
“It could have been made to look better, but these are all old items from 20 years ago, and the parts are really hard to find.”

"Operating the positron cannon will be very simple from now on. Just point it at the power distribution box outside the window, then use the knob to set the node for sending time-space text messages, such as 9 days ago, 1 month ago, 1 year ago, etc. Finally, press the start button. It's very simple."

"very good."

Jiang Ran sat on the sofa, leaning back:
"According to our previous 'Second Phase Plan for Time-Space SMS,' the three of us can use time-space SMS to fulfill a wish, taking turns."

"Now that Xiaoxue's wish has been fulfilled, Qin Feng, you'll be the second one..."

"What wish do you want to fulfill or what regret do you want to make up for using time-space text messages?"

……

A gentle breeze lifted the curtains and drifted through the room.

The entire activity room fell silent.

The mournful chirping of cicadas rose and fell, tender buds of willow branches danced with the spring breeze, and the world outside the window was full of vitality.

"Qin Feng?"

Jiang Ran blinked and looked at Qin Feng, who was silent by the window.

finally.

Qin Feng turned around amidst the chirping of cicadas:
"I want to bring my dead father back to life."

The cicadas stopped chirping for a moment.

As if she had a premonition, Jiang Ran's heart skipped a beat, and then she could hear nothing more.

Only their soft, heavy breathing mingled and intertwined, a tacit understanding between them.

Jiang Ran swallowed hard and lowered his head.

When did your father pass away?

He asked knowingly.

They have such a good relationship.

How could he not know?

How could he not have thought of that?
Cheng Mengxue hugged the Rhine Cat tightly in her arms, staring straight ahead without making eye contact with anyone.

Sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, through the gauze curtains, and through everything, shining in.

Hundreds of Rhine cats, with hundreds of pairs of eyes reflecting the sunlight, stared intently at the two people who were both close and distant at that moment.

Qin Feng raised his head and looked at Jiang Ran:

"[Ten years ago]"

(End of this chapter)