Chapter 137 2/2

Yan Lei gradually realized that his son, Yan Xiang, was a very “smart” child.

But he didn’t have a correct understanding of just how smart Yan Xiang was. Because his understanding was limited to that of a “young genius,” but in reality, Yan Xiang’s level surpassed dimensions.

Only someone like Qiao Wei, outside of this dimension, could understand.

Qiao Wei wanted to be more patient. After all, Yan Xiang was only 11 years old at the moment, so there was no rush; he could continue to enjoy a carefree childhood.

But as winter passed and spring arrived, when Yan Xiang turned 12, he approached Qiao Wei with a thick stack of paper and asked her about his next steps.

“You figured it out?” Qiao Wei was surprised.

Yan Xiang nodded. “Yeah!”

“Then, this…” Qiao Wei took the papers, but they were filled with dense symbols and formulas that she couldn’t understand at all. She looked up and asked, “What do you intend to do?”

Yan Xiang said, “I hope it can be applied in useful ways.”

Qiao Wei asked, “Then you have to tell me which field this can be applied to?”

Yan Xiang’s face lit up. “Truth and the edge of the sword!”

Yan Xiang had been studying communist theory with his parents since he was a child, just like his father, he was a staunch communist fighter.

During the warm years at the broadcasting station in his childhood, the book he had worn out was the “Militia Training Manual.” The book existed in the context of national mobilization for war, fearlessly confronting nuclear threats from the Western world, and even rebuilding after devastation.

Those things quietly took root in the little child’s heart.

As he grew older, he would sit in his father’s arms and look up, listening to his mother giving speeches to some older brothers and sisters on stage.

She said, “Dignity is only above the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon.”

At that time, it wasn’t just his father who was deeply moved.

From a very young age, he knew what he wanted most.

Qiao Wei remained silent for a long time.

This shattered her plan to present Yan Xiang as an ordinary young genius and send him to university to enter a higher education platform and find opportunities to use his abilities.

She also didn’t expect that Yan Xiang’s chosen path would be truth and the edge of the sword.

But she knew that whether in the real world or in this dimension’s world, the country needed truth and the edge of the sword.

She didn’t know if there existed in the real world someone like Yan Xiang, someone who transcended dimensions. But she knew that if she released Yan Xiang, this extraordinary person, into this low-dimensional world, it might deviate from the historical trajectory of her original world.

As a small, fragile butterfly, she had no ability to estimate how big a storm could be stirred up across the ocean.

Qiao Wei didn’t immediately give Yan Xiang an answer.

Yan Xiang wasn’t in a hurry either. Besides immersing himself in the ocean of knowledge, he still had his own life. He continued to live his days as usual.

After he figured out this algorithm, he didn’t go to the library anymore.

There weren’t any valuable books for him in the library anymore. Initially, it was because his mom worked there, and later, because he got used to the environment. Before he figured out the algorithm, he didn’t want to move.

He’s actually already a big kid who could have been going back and forth between the Xiahekou District and the old town in the county on his own a long time ago, without needing to wait for his mom to come home every day.

So when he figured out this algorithm, he also told Uncle Zheng from the library that the room in the office doesn’t need to be kept for him anymore.

He probably won’t come back in the future.

Uncle Zheng’s nose turned red. Auntie Xiao Wu’s eyes also reddened. Auntie Shen kept saying that she should retire too and go home to hug her grandson.

They watched him grow up silently, guarding him all the way.

But all good things must come to an end. Children grow up and leave home, leaving their parents behind.

After struggling for many days, Qiao Wei decided to discuss it with Yan Lei.

Because Yan Xiang is not only her child, he is their child together. At this point, she has to tell Yan Lei what they are going to face, so they can make a decision together.

After listening to what Qiao Wei said, Yan Lei found it a bit unbelievable.

“So, are you saying that Xiang Xiang… is even more of a genius than a genius?” he asked, “Is that what you mean?”

Qiao Wei nodded.

Yan Lei held his chin and looked at Yan Xiang.

Yan Xiang’s lips curled up – Dad looks quite interesting like this.

Yan Lei tapped his head, “Be serious!”

So what if he’s a genius, even if he’s a super genius, he’s still my son. If my son dares to make fun of his dad, he’s out of line.

“So, what exactly are you struggling with?” Yan Lei asked Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei held a thick stack of paper in her hand, “This thing… according to what Yan Xiang himself said, then, the place it should go to the most is the National Defense Science and Technology Commission.”

The National Defense Science and Technology Commission, the Chinese National Defense Science and Technology Industrial Committee. At that time, the chairman of the National Defense Science and Technology Commission was the one who developed the atomic bomb and satellite.

Yan Xiang’s thing, probably only when sent to that place can someone understand it.

Yan Lei asked, “And then?”

Qiao Wei remained silent for a long time before saying, “And then, Xiang Xiang might leave us.”

Yan Lei didn’t understand, “Why?”

Qiao Wei said, “According to what Xiang Xiang said, this thing is for that field, so he will definitely be taken away. You know, there are many people silently serving the country where we can’t see. They disappear for ten or twenty years, their names unheard of. Some even make their families think they are dead.”

For example, the father of our country’s submarines hasn’t returned home for thirty years.

Even their families don’t know what they do. It wasn’t until later when he sent a magazine home that his mother read carefully and understood what her son was actually doing.

Qiao Wei hesitated because once this thing is sent out, Yan Xiang might disappear from their lives.

Leaving parents, sisters, becoming nameless, to do earth-shattering things.

Greatness is indeed great, but for family, it’s too painful.

Yan Lei thought it was too exaggerated. Although he really couldn’t understand that thick stack of paper and felt awe because of it, he still thought Qiao Wei was exaggerating.

“How can you be so sure?” he questioned, “Even if Xiang Xiang is really smart, how can you be sure this thing of his will definitely be useful?”

Qiao Wei raised her eyes.

Because, I am a time traveler.

Because, I have a god’s-eye view.