Chapter 487 Can Be Negotiated

Too strange.

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes, staring at himself in the motorcycle's rearview mirror.

This face.

He had looked at it in the mirror countless times every day since he was a child.

Therefore, he was very certain that the space-time rejection reaction hadn't happened at all… not even a little bit. His current appearance was exactly the same as before he transmigrated!

His eyes.

The eyes of all time travelers, including other objects from other timelines, should turn blue.

Whether it was the future organism USB drive brought by Fake Yu Xi, space-time particles, or even the stardust when time travelers dissipated, they were all blue.

But why was there not even a trace of blue on him, not even a trace of time travel?

This was a situation that Lin Xian had never anticipated, and it was also the most surprising thing for him since he transmigrated to 1952.

Unscientific.

It was really too unscientific.

Moreover, it was not just a matter of being unscientific, but even the space-time laws that had always been regarded as the truth were not working.

"[Have the space-time laws become ineffective?]"

Lin Xian stood up, looking blankly at the rising sun in the distance.

Today, in Brooklyn on October 28, 1952, he felt the cold weather for the first time.

In this season approaching winter, the otter suit of short sleeves and trousers alone could not withstand the low temperature, but the rush to escape just now, with the heat generated by exercise, had prevented him from experiencing the late autumn of a foreign country.

But now.

The body heat caused by exercise cooled down, and the failure of the space-time laws made him lose most of his sense of security, everything became unknown and confused, and a coldness from the inside out spread layer by layer.

Cold.

At this moment, the cold was real.

Lin Xian had never thought that the space-time laws would become ineffective one day.

He had always believed that the space-time laws were the truth, the eternal space-time code, the law of the universe. If this thing could become ineffective… then was the current space-time still normal?

"No, no, no, let's sort out my thoughts first."

Lin Xian thought from the beginning.

First of all, what can be confirmed is that he must have successfully transmigrated, from Donghai, Dragon Country in 2234 to Brooklyn, America in 1952, this is absolutely correct.

The ironclad proof is… the faint, imperceptible, but real [kite string] on the back of his head that connects to the 2234 future space-time node.

He could clearly feel this lifeline connecting him to the 2234 space-time as long as he focused his attention a little.

He was also very sure that as long as he "climbed" up this "line" with his thoughts, he would definitely be able to return to his original space-time… this is the characteristic of entangled state space-time particles, whoever uses it knows, only those who have it can truly experience this wonderful feeling.

So, continue to reason.

Since he did successfully transmigrate and become a time traveler.

Then, like the Oriole, his appearance should have changed significantly, his eyes should have turned blue, and once he was killed, he would also turn into blue stardust and dissipate like True and False Yu Xi, Number 17, and the Oriole, leaving no corpse behind.

This was absolute.

But such an absolute thing did not happen at all.

"Then there are only two possibilities."

…

Lin Xian's thoughts were clear:

"Either the space-time laws have indeed become ineffective in 1952; or it is that the time for these space-time laws to take effect has not yet arrived in 1952."

Ineffective?

Or has the time not yet arrived for them to take effect?

Lin Xian glanced sideways.

Looking at the who was scrutinizing him with a fool's gaze in the narrow passage.

He had a hunch.

It should be the second possibility—

[Because the first Millennium Stake has not yet been driven down, history has not been locked down, therefore… the space-time laws that I am familiar with have not yet reached the time for them to take effect.]

"It should be like this."

Lin Xian muttered:

"Only this reason can explain this unscientific logic."

Through the Oriole's explicit and implicit hints before, Lin Xian had already figured out that the role of driving down the Millennium Stakes was to lock down history.

Previously, the Oriole only reminded himself that forced avoidance would only be triggered when historical lockdown and space-time rejection occurred simultaneously.

But he didn't expect.

Space-time rejection itself was also related to historical lockdown.

"This is a new knowledge point, it can't be verified without personally experiencing time travel."

"And now, as the first generation Millennium Stake, has not yet turned into blue stardust to complete the driving of the stake, then history has not been locked down, so… there will be no space-time rejection phenomenon."

"The specific relationship between space-time rejection and historical lockdown is certainly strong, but there should still be some subtle differences. It's just that the information is limited now, and it can't be deduced yet; but what can be affirmed is that historical lockdown is a prerequisite for space-time rejection… without historical lockdown, there will inevitably be no space-time rejection."

Very good.

Through thinking about this matter, he had a deeper understanding of the space-time laws.

If this guess was correct.

Then that means…

Lin Xian raised his head again.

Looking at the whose eyes had upgraded and was looking at him with the same gaze as if he was a lunatic, his lips were tightened.

That means…

When this woman turned 20 years old… the first Millennium Stake would be fiercely nailed onto the long river of time, and while violently hammering out hundreds of space-time cracks, it would also officially lock down history… and, continuously drive down stakes once every 24 years thereafter, continuing to lock down the established history.

"So that's how it is."

In an instant, Lin Xian had an epiphany.

He had been unable to understand what the concept of [historical lockdown] was, and what kind of lockdown method it was.

But now, he completely understood!

"[Only after the Millennium Stake is driven down can history be locked down, using forced avoidance to protect the established history from being modified by time travelers. This behavior of maintaining the stability of the world line, or even directly locking down the world line… is called historical lockdown.]"

"Then in that case, even if ordinary space-time particles are used to travel back to the present in 1952, it will be the same as entangled state space-time particles, it will not trigger forced avoidance, it will not be bound by the space-time laws, and it can modify history and the world line, until… the first Millennium Stake is driven down."

He took a deep breath.

Too ingenious.

So… it was indeed as he had guessed before, everything started because of the Millennium Stakes! The Millennium Stakes are the beginning of everything!

Then.

In 1952, on what day was this first Millennium Stake, which locked down history, nailed onto the long river of time?

Lin Xian looked serious and walked quickly towards the in the aisle.

"You, what are you doing?"

Warily looking at this lunatic who was talking to himself, with an uncertain expression, sometimes shocked, sometimes serious:

"Is there something wrong with your brain…?"

", I want to ask you something, something very important."

Lin Xian said solemnly:

"How old are you now?"

"19 years old."

"Is your 20th birthday coming soon? In the next month or two."

?

Blinking her eyes, somewhat puzzled:

"How do you know? Hey… you're really strange, you know my childhood name, and you know my birthday… don't tell me, the girl you know who looks a lot like me, her birthday is also December 24th."

Lin Xian shook his head:

"That's not the case, your birthdays are definitely different. Oh, oh, so you were born on December 24th, Christmas Eve, a good day."

"That's not true."

Also shaking her head:

"I actually don't know what my real birthday is at all. Didn't I tell you just now that I was abandoned by my biological parents and thrown in front of Grandma's orphanage?"

"The note they left only had my name, no date of birth, so Grandma used the day she found me as my birthday… Grandma is a very good person, although the orphanage's funding is always tight, she still insists on celebrating every child's birthday."

"So, December 24th is not my real birthday. But so what? A birthday is just a date anyway, it doesn't matter which day it's calculated on. Anyway, it's once a year, and you get a year older, it's the same."

…

Listening to her indifferent statement.

Lin Xian sighed inwardly.

It's not the same.

It's completely different.

For anyone else, what said was indeed correct, it doesn't matter which day their birthday is, no one cares if they celebrate it a few months earlier or later.

But.

The fate of the Millennium Stake girls is that they will not see the sun on their 20th birthday.

This is troublesome now.

Lin Xian thought to himself.

If he didn't know her real birthday, then naturally, there was no way to calculate the time when she would turn into blue stardust and disappear.

This was too passive.

He had to narrow down the range.

", did that old Grandma ever say what month she found you in? Were you a full month old?"

"Who can tell that?"

Recalling:

"Grandma just said that I was very small at that time, but not like I had just been born, I should not have been a full month old, or maybe I already was… every child's height and weight at birth are different, you can't tell just by looking at the appearance."

"That's right."

Lin Xian said:

"That is to say, from today, October 28th, until December 24th, every day in these two months could be your real birthday."

"You're so boring."

Lightly humming:

"Is it necessary to be so hung up on this matter?"

"Besides, didn't I just say that Grandma found me on December 24th, but I had already been born for a while at that time."

"So theoretically speaking, you should calculate that I was already a full month old at that time, and my real birthday should be in November."

…

"But enough, stop discussing this issue, you're really strange… why are you asking about my birthday for no reason? What do you want to do?"

Lin Xian did not speak.

Because…

For this , her turning into blue stardust and dissipating was something that was bound to happen; and it was going to happen in the next month, Lin Xian didn't want to say it and add to her worries.

Besides.

Even if he told the truth about the Millennium Stakes, this would definitely not believe it.

Lin Xian had already noticed the wariness, suspicion, and desire to stay away from him in her eyes at this time… she was an orphan herself, wandering around the slums of Brooklyn, and she was extremely wary; now that she had encountered someone like himself who was speaking strangely and acting unusually, she naturally had no trust in him.

Therefore, he did not intend to say too much to about this matter.

In case he said too much and really made the other party suspicious, or thought of him as a bad person and turned around and left… then he would really lose all his efforts and lose the Millennium Stake.

The current situation was this—

From now on, every day has the possibility of turning into blue stardust and dissipating.

Every day is possible.

Therefore.

He must not leave her.

In this era without portable communication devices, once the other party leaves his sight, he may never see her again.

If he missed the driving of the first generation Millennium Stake, perhaps all the truth and secrets would slip through his fingers and be forever buried under the confusing circumstances, and he would miss the last chance to save everything.

Therefore, Lin Xian immediately clarified his next course of action— [He must stay by 's side, act with her, in order to further understand the secrets of the Millennium Stake, find out the essence and truth, and witness this history with his own eyes.]

He raised his head.

"Huh? Where is she?"

But found that…

The who had been leaning against the wall just now was gone!

"Don't do this."

He quickly ran towards the opposite alley, but fortunately found that she had not gone far and had disappeared into the opposite alley.

"Hey!!"

Lin Xian shouted and chased after her, catching up in the next gap between buildings.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at him unhappily:

"I warn you, don't pester me. I rescued you completely out of kindness, out of compatriots helping each other, don't repay kindness with enmity and cause me trouble."

She spread out her hands:

"You can see, I'm penniless, and I'm also a homeless person without a place to live, without a job, and without food; I can't help you with anything, let's part ways peacefully."

"Let me kindly remind you, don't go wandering around that street area again. That's the territory of black gangs, you were lucky to escape once, next time you steal something… no one will save you."

Lin Xian smiled lightly.

Putting his hands in his pockets… but found that the otter suit had no pockets.

So he changed his posture and stood there, looking at :

"I will definitely go back to that street."

"Are you sick?" Glaring at Lin Xian:

"Incomprehensible!"

"Because I want to return the money for this newspaper to that child."

Lin Xian shook the newspaper that was crumpled into a ball in his hand:

"I'm good to my word on this matter, I don't have any money on me now, but I will find a way to earn money… even if it's carrying bricks or picking up garbage, I have to pay the money I owe for the newspaper."

"That's your own business."

Folding her arms, she said coldly:

"It has nothing to do with me, don't cause me trouble. I've helped you this much and I've done my best, I hope you don't bite the hand that feeds you."

Lin Xian smiled and stepped forward:

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean to cause you trouble, and I won't drag you down."

"It's just… to tell you the truth, I just smuggled myself here, I'm unfamiliar with the place, and I don't know anything about Brooklyn."

"So, can you let me follow you because we are both compatriots from Dragon Country? Whether it's taking me as your underling, or if there's anything you need my help with, two people are always stronger than one."

"I'm a grown man with hands and feet, I don't need you to take care of me like a child, I can handle everything myself, I'm definitely not your burden."

"I just hope you let me act with you, just consider it doing a good deed to the end, take me to understand the so-called rules of Brooklyn, the survival rules of Brooklyn, okay?"

He put his hands together, making a begging gesture:

"Please."

…

Silently, looking at the black-haired, black-eyed, yellow-skinned Dragon Country man in front of her.

Recalling what Grandma had taught her.

When you're abroad, compatriots should help each other,

You should maintain a warm and kind heart towards everyone,

When you encounter someone who needs help, you should extend a helping hand,

Just like… the orphanage that Grandma devoted her life to, pass on the love.

"Um…"

She bit her lip:

"Alright."

In the end, the kindness in her bones still convinced her.

"But let's make this clear first!"

She suddenly raised her index finger, pointing at Lin Xian:

"You can follow me temporarily, but you are strong, when you are familiar with Brooklyn and find a way to make a living here, you must leave me! You can't continue to pester me."

"No problem." Lin Xian nodded.

"Also, you don't have to be my underling, and I'm not a gangster who takes in underlings… but because you don't understand anything and are prone to causing trouble, you must listen to my command in everything you do, and you must listen to me if I don't let you do something, don't cause trouble."

"Of course, Boss."

Lin Xian smiled and extended his hand, wanting to shake hands in friendship:

"I will definitely listen."

Her eyebrows twitched:

"Don't call me Boss."

"Then what should I call you?" Lin Xian asked.

"."

The woman did not shake hands with Lin Xian, but perfunctorily gave Lin Xian a high five:

"Just call me ."

…

For a moment.

Lin Xian felt a little dazed.

This scene seemed familiar.

That was already 3 years ago, or more accurately, more than two hundred years ago.

At the end of 2022, he first encountered Big Face Cat and in a dream, and was involved in a bank robbery case, falling into the beginning of everything.

…

With the first unsuccessful cracking of the safe, Lin Xian continued to enter the dream the next day, and after shooting Big Face Cat again, the two temporarily formed a cooperative relationship to crack the safe password together.

That was the situation at that time.

Lin Xian said it was nice to cooperate while extending his right hand, asking what to call her.

Was also making the same movements and saying the exact same words as now.

At this moment.

It was exactly like that moment.

Gurgle——————

A gurgling sound of hunger from Lin Xian's abdomen, was especially loud in this silent narrow passage.

"…"

"…"

The two looked at each other, inexplicably embarrassed.

Lin Xian knew he was embarrassing himself, but he was also helpless.

It was really not his fault.

Before boarding the time machine, Liu Feng and Gao Wen specifically instructed him to fast for 24 hours, and for safety's sake, it was best to time travel on an empty stomach.

He was already starving when he first traveled over.

As a result, he ran into this kind of thing again.

Forcibly doing parkour and running for his life, further consuming the already meager energy in his body.

At this moment, his stomach really couldn't take it anymore, and made its final protest.

"Uh…"

Lin Xian scratched the back of his head awkwardly:

"Sorry, can you please buy me a piece of bread? I'll pay you back too."

"You!"

Veins popped out on her forehead, biting her teeth:

"How can you be so demanding! And haven't I told you eight hundred times? I don't have any money on me, not a single cent!"

"Then how do you usually eat?"

Lin Xian rubbed his stomach:

"How you eat, I'll go do the same; I'm very easy to please, as long as I can fill my stomach."

Taking a few deep breaths.

Suppressing the urge to turn around and leave… deciding to endure it a little longer. After all, she had just agreed to help this strange man in front of her for the last time, she couldn't go back on her word so quickly.

She took a deep breath through her nose and raised her head:

"Are you a Christian?"

"No."

Lin Xian shook his head:

"I'm an atheist, a materialist."

"Don't you believe in Jesus?" asked.

"Of course I don't believe."

Lin Xian answered honestly:

"Atheists are people who don't believe in anything, I only believe in science."

"Then that won't work."

Shaking her head:

"Then you won't have any food to eat."

?

Lin Xian couldn't understand the logic:

"Wait a minute, what does being a Christian have to do with having no food to eat? Could it be that if I believe in Jesus, I'll have food to eat now?"

"Of course."

Raising her hand, she pointed to the sun gradually rising from the East Coast line:

"There's a church at the pier that was donated by a shipyard owner, as long as you go there to attend mass in the morning and listen to the priest read the Bible, you can receive a free breakfast after the mass."

"Actually, many dockworkers didn't believe in Jesus before, but after the priest talked to them and influenced them, they became devout Christians."

"But in your case… since you're an atheist, then I won't force you, the priest said to respect everyone's beliefs."

Saying that, she turned around and waved goodbye:

"Then I'm going to attend mass, you can figure out how to fill your stomach, and then come to the pier to find me."

"Wait a minute!"

Pa.

Lin Xian grabbed her wrist from behind.

Looking back:

"What?"

"What did you just say?"

Thinking for a moment:

"I said, since you're an atheist, I won't force…"

"No, no, no."

Lin Xian interrupted her:

"The sentence before that."

Tilting her head:

"The sentence before that… that is, many dockworkers, after talking to the priest and being influenced, became devout Christians. Is there a problem?"

Lin Xian smiled slightly.

He released 's hand, imitating Jesus in the painting "Salvator Mundi", extending his right hand, pointing his index and middle fingers upwards.

"People can all be influenced."

Lin Xian's eyes were pious and sincere:

"I can also be negotiated with, I can also believe in Jesus."