Genius Playground

Chapter 33 Doubt

The next day, at 10:30 pm.

The lights in the student activity building gradually went out.

Most clubs had already finished their activities, tidied up, turned off the lights and appliances, locked the doors, and left.

Inside the film studio, the lights were still on, and there was no sign of it closing down.

They were waiting for midnight.

According to the "Time and Space SMS User Manual (Version 4.0)," the more distant the past, the greater the power required to send a text message.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, it is best to choose the early morning hours when it is quiet and no one is using electricity.

Jiang Ran stood in front of the small blackboard, looking at the mysterious string of numbers on it:

289269426494642.

And, the five Chinese characters deciphered from this string of numbers:

Don't believe it.

……

Nobody knows what that sentence really means.

They were also hoping to receive a second mysterious text message to complete the missing second half of the sentence.

But things went counterproductive.

That mysterious text message that appeared suddenly never came to fruition.

This sense of uncertainty made Jiang Ran very uneasy.

He always feels...

It seems as if something has been overlooked or neglected.

But what exactly was overlooked?

I can't figure it out, and I can't find it.

He was now like a headless fly, unable to find a way out, and his thoughts were getting more and more confused and disoriented.

Hey.

how to say.

He was always filled with anxiety about anything related to time-space text messages.

I had a couple of quiet days.

I also had a long-awaited drink and chat with Wang Hao, and I was in a great mood.

But today, having to send a time-space text message again, that sense of panic returned, making him pace back and forth in the small activity room, unable to calm down.

look up.

It was an army of Rhine cats that filled the entire room, each pair of eyes shining brightly in the incandescent light.

Bow down.

It is a positron cannon poised to fire on the experimental platform.

Qin Feng takes meticulous care of it every day, polishing its outer shell until it shines, giving it an absurd look that is both new and old, as if time has never passed over it.

It's hard to imagine.

The precursor to the positron cannon was simply a large back-mounted display that had been manufactured more than 20 years ago.

I don't know how the senior students in the film club were so ingenious that they somehow managed to piece together and modify it into a "time machine," and even use it with a transformer distribution box to send text messages to the past.

Everything was a coincidence.

Everything is very scientific.

Then.

The End of Science and Coincidence...

what is it?

"It's almost time."

Qin Feng glanced at his watch:

"It's past midnight, let's get ready to begin."

Qin Feng's words brought Jiang Ran back to reality.

He stood up, shook his head to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts, and began to make arrangements.

Actually, there's not much deployment required.

Having gone through so many experiments, each of them was very familiar with the process; moreover, the timing of sending this text message had already been determined during the day—

Qin Feng went to the used appliance market 7 days ago;

The circuit control board was bought nine days ago;

To ensure everything goes perfectly, it would be best to add another day.
Therefore, this time, they are going to use time-space text messages...

Sent 10 days ago.

This is the longest time-space text message ever sent, which can be considered a historic breakthrough.

The setup remains the same, only the positions of the three players have been changed.

Cheng Mengxue was in charge of operating the positron cannon, Jiang Ran was sitting on the windowsill counting down, and Qin Feng was standing next to the transformer distribution box sending text messages.

Operating a positron cannon was originally a technical job.

Thanks to recent improvements, the rotary control panel is now so easy to use that it's completely user-friendly.

"The text message is finished!" Qin Feng called from outside the window. Jiang Ran turned around and looked at Cheng Mengxue.

Cheng Mengxue operated the knob, turning the year, month, and hour scales all to 0, and then turning the day scale to 10.

This means that in a little while, the time-space text message will be accurately sent to 10 days ago:
"The positron cannon is set up!"

Jiang Ran raised his hand:
"Then I'll start the countdown! When I reach 0, Xiaoxue will activate the positron cannon first, then Qin Feng will send a text message. Everything is ready—"

"5!"

The moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and the whole world became dark.

Come to think of it, it's been the umpteenth time. Every time the countdown begins, Jiang Ran has the illusion that time slows down.

Not only do their senses become clearer, but their brains also become more agile; like a vulture hunting in the dark, it can eliminate all noise and distractions and concentrate on its prey.

"4!"

To this day, that mysterious string of numbers still makes Jiang Ran feel uneasy.

Don't believe it...

What exactly are we telling them not to believe?
Jiang Ran didn't know, and couldn't guess.

but.

If I had to pick my first thought upon seeing these five characters, it would be Qin Feng.

Don't trust... Qin Feng.

"3!"

Jiang Ran shouted the countdown and looked at his best friend standing next to the electrical box.

This is a boy who lost his father at a young age and had a miserable childhood.

However, for the sake of friendship and trust, he gave up his obsession with saving his father.

That's truly amazing.

compare to……

He himself revealed his utter despicable nature.

Even with Qin Feng cooperating to this extent, he still harbored doubts about his close friend; as Cheng Mengxue's countdown numbers continued to decrease, all sorts of unease pounded in his chest like a beast.

"2!"

Jiang Ran felt a bit short of breath as her heart rate gradually increased.

Just as Qin Feng was about to press the send button outside the window, he felt a sudden dizziness, as if the earth was trembling, the world was shaking, and countless terrifying and abstract images rushed towards him.

Fish leap out of the water

A black sun was reflected in the dead eye's pupils.

The black light transformed into viscous asphalt, a boiling mud from the earth, a mixture of black and red, a scene of apocalypse.

blink.

The Earth fell silent and stopped rotating.

eye.

It was a giant eye, an eye with the Earth as its pupil.

Its vast eyes seemed to be peering into nowhere.

"1!"

Then he blinked again.

A colossal eye appears in the universe; it is enormous, its pitch-black pupils like a greedy black hole, frantically devouring everything around it.

Under the pull of gravity, the perspective moves away at the speed of light.

Finally... the full view of the eye is revealed, both terrifying and unexpected, and there's even another eye next to it!
Double blink.

Those were... Qin Feng's eyes reflecting the moonlight—

"Wait a minute!!!" Jiang Ran shouted.

"Huh? Hu ...

Cheng Mengxue had already prepared to activate the positron cannon when Jiang Ran's shout interrupted her. She lost her balance and flailed around, quickly grabbing the table to steady herself.
"Jiang Ran! What are you doing?!"

She complained loudly:
"You scared me to death! Why didn't you play by the rules?"

however.

Jiang Ran ignored her.

He stared intently at Qin Feng beside the electrical box, watching the phone in the other's hand.

He braced himself against the windowsill and jumped down.

The moonlight cast a dividing line between the two, and Jiang Ran walked forward under its bright glow.

Step by step.

He walked quietly and slowly to Qin Feng, raising his right hand.

"What's wrong?" Qin Feng asked.

"Qin Feng, can I have your phone?"

Jiang Ran looked into the other person's eyes:

"I'd like to confirm... the contents of the text message."