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Dr. Michaelson described how to solve the problem of intracellular liquid forming ice crystals at low temperatures.

His solution was the high-oxygen liquid mentioned online, which earned him the title of "Father of Hibernation."

The molecular components of this liquid enter the bloodstream through the human respiratory system, penetrating the cells and deeply combining with water molecules.

Even in a low-temperature environment of minus 200 degrees Celsius, the combined water molecules can still maintain a liquid state, causing cell activity to decrease sharply at low temperatures.

It is this chemical molecule that perfectly solves the [ice crystal problem] and is a key breakthrough in the field of hibernation.

"Okay, very strong."

Up to this point, it was still barely understandable.

Turning the page.

At the beginning of the next page, Dr. Michaelson wrote:

Solving the ice crystal problem is not far from the successful development of hibernation capsule filling liquid; but there is still a long way to go before the entire hibernation capsule is successfully developed.

"No wonder Professor Xu Yun said that hibernation capsules, a technological product that could change the world pattern, can never be independently completed by one country or one research institute."

"Only with the concerted efforts of the whole world and the investment of huge manpower and material resources, is it possible to achieve breakthroughs in a dozen or even dozens of years."

Lin Xian rested his chin and looked out the window.

Scientific development is not achieved overnight, it is a process that requires a long accumulation and a long precipitation.

And it does not exclude the possibility of [going the wrong way] and [skewing the technology tree].

"The dream world, 600 years of no technological development... is it because the technology tree is skewed?"

Lin Xian had no way of knowing.

…

It took about two hours for Lin Xian to finally lock in the key areas of the hibernation capsule filling liquid preparation process.

In fact, Lin Xian couldn't understand the content here at all.

Too profound, too unpredictable.

Clearly every word, every English letter was known, but when combined, it was like a heavenly book.

However, Lin Xian didn't intend to understand it from the beginning.

He only needed to use his eyes to "scan and copy" it, and then "paste" and imitate it after waking up in reality.

"As for how much Professor Xu Yun can understand, how much he can understand... that depends on his luck."

Sorry for Lin Xian's incompetence, a scumbag can only do this.

Lin Xian kept reciting in the library until six o'clock, when the library staff began to chase people away, reminding them that it was going to close.

Taking advantage of the administrator's inattention, Lin Xian stuffed the book into his clothes and secretly took it out.

Then he found a milk tea shop where he could sit and continue to study hard into the night.

The last time he worked so hard... was before the art exam, when he was practicing sketching, also drawing in this milk tea shop, not even resting in his dreams.

00:42

The familiar white light arrived on time, and Lin Xian opened his eyes in the bedroom.

While the memory was still fresh.

He hurriedly wrote down the theories, formulas, chemical formulas, and other things he had memorized in his brain on scratch paper.

In the next four days, Lin Xian repeated the same work every day, constantly moving the key content of the book "Brief Analysis and Prospects of Hibernation Technology" from his dream to reality bit by bit.

This was not an easy task for Lin Xian.

Lin Xian himself was a liberal arts student with a weak foundation in physics and chemistry.

Therefore, many chemical equations, reaction formulas, and combination formulas in the book "Brief Analysis and Prospects of Hibernation Technology" were actually incomprehensible to Lin Xian. He could only "draw" them out by imitating them.

In comparison, the transfer of text descriptions was much simpler.

…

Four days later, in the morning.

"Okay, that should be enough."

Lin Xian sorted it out. There were a total of twenty or so pages of manuscripts, all of which were his own painstaking efforts, memorized in his dream and then dictated.

He was not sure whether everything was copied correctly. After all, with such a large workload, it was inevitable to remember some details incorrectly.

But he believed that Professor Xu Yun was so professional that he should be able to gain a lot of inspiration from it.

"It is better to act quickly, let's send it to Professor Xu Yun now."

Lin Xian bound the twenty or so pages of manuscripts together, then took them downstairs, hailed a taxi, and went straight to University City.

Half a year after graduation…

Lin Xian had only returned to his alma mater once, and this was the second time.

The last time he came was in September, to find the counselor to transfer his files. Lin Xian remembered that at that time, the freshmen were holding a military training opening ceremony, and he went to watch the excitement for a while.

"Young man, we're here."

The taxi driver stopped the car opposite the gate of Donghai University, and Lin Xian scanned the code to pay.

After getting off the car, Lin Xian looked at the school gate—

There were actually three very high-end black cars parked there, and two black-suited, sunglasses-wearing bodyguards were standing next to each car.

"What is this doing? Filming a movie?"

Lin Xian did not approach, but stood on the sidewalk opposite the road.

The three cars, front and rear, were each a black Lexus large SUV, which looked very high-end.

The luxury car in the middle was even more heavyweight, a pure black Maybach.

Although Lin Xian did not know the specific model and configuration... Maybach is such a magical car that cannot be judged by its appearance. The more simple and low-key you think it is, the more noble and luxurious it is. The upper limit of this car is unimaginably high.

Is this some rich young master coming to school?

Why such a big show?

Just as Lin Xian was wondering, the rear left door of the Maybach opened.

A burly, vigorous, and sharp-eyed middle-aged man got out of the car and straightened his clothes.

This…

Lin Xian recognized him.

Isn't this [Chu Shanhe], the chairman of the Donghai City Chamber of Commerce, who he had seen at the previous banquet, who had generously donated 200 million yuan to the Science Development Foundation?

What is he doing at Donghai University?

Recalling the science fundraising banquet, Zhao Yingjun said that in recent years, Professor Xu Yun had been betrayed by everyone, and only Chu Shanhe had funded his research.

Thinking of the admiring and respectful look Xu Yun gave Chu Shanhe at the banquet.

Lin Xian smelled an unusual scent.

Could it be…

Chu Shanhe is also here to find Xu Yun?

In an instant.

Lin Xian thought of the wax block printed with the Genius Club logo…

Thought of the right hand pointing straight to the sky.

Thought of Chu Shanhe's index finger raised high when he took the lead in donating 100 million at the science fundraising banquet!

He quietly hid behind a tree.

Since... Zhao Yingjun can receive an invitation from the Genius Club, then Chu Shanhe, who is a hundred times better than her, must have received an invitation long ago!

Lin Xian clenched the stapled manuscript in his hand and looked sideways at the burly figure in front of the Maybach.

Why…

Did he only realize such an important thing now?

[If anyone in the entire Donghai City is most qualified to join the Genius Club... it must be Chu Shanhe!]

"Chu Shanhe is coming to Xu Yun at this time..."

Lin Xian smelled a dangerous scent:

"What is his purpose?"