Genius Club-Chapter 551 - 7: The Pomegranate Tree
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At the Imperial Capital Airport, an Airbus soared into the air, leaving this bustling international metropolis and heading south towards the beautiful Shandong.
It was already April 2024.
The weather was gradually warming, and people’s minds had completely shifted from the joy of the New Year to immersing themselves zealously into their lives and work.
At this moment, there were still three days left until the Qingming Festival holiday. It was not yet the peak of the transportation rush, the students were in class, and the workers were at work, so the plane was quite empty, with less than a quarter of the seats occupied in first class, just a few scattered people.
In the seat nearby, partially enclosed, Gao Yang pulled down his eye mask, ready to sleep,
"Lin Xian, wake me up when it’s time to eat, and grab me two servings."
Having said that,
he reclined his seat back.
Within 3 seconds, the sound of snoring came.
As expected, he was indeed carefree and fast asleep with a mind as clear as a blank slate.
Lin Xian turned his head and looked out the window at the falling white clouds and the ground that was becoming more and more distant.
During this period,
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he felt that he was always on the move.
Running around, flying here and there, never resting even for a minute.
He suddenly envied the carefree life he had before.
A routine life, slacking off at work, refreshing in dreams after work, little pressure from work, and a fairly pleasant life.
In just a year and a half, his life had undergone a drastic change.
But he had no regrets.
The various big and small events that had occurred recently had gradually made him realize, "responsibility."
This was something he had never considered before.
In work, Zhao Yingjun was guiding him, helping him manage and plan everything;
In life, VV handled 99% of things, and he merely had to say a word and VV would take care of it;
Even in exploring the Genius Club and the dreams, Huang Que would guide him;
The cosmic constants were just on his lips, but in reality, he handed them off to Liu Feng;
Although Gao Yang couldn’t offer any practical help, he had never let him down in critical moments;
Chu Anqing... She really wasn’t as naive and simple as he thought; she knew a lot, yet for his sake, she kept them to herself, joined him in space to capture the Space-Time Particles, and in her final moments, jumped from the plane, leaving behind a crucial note for him.
It seemed,
he really hadn’t truly done anything substantial.
Just as he had told Huang Que that day,
his friends around him were too indulgent, trusted him too much, and helped him too much, so much so that he hadn’t really grown.
Now,
he had lost a lot, understood many truths, and truly felt the weight of responsibility and a sense of mission pressing down on him.
Reflecting back on that night when the night wind blew across the elevated bridge, when Zhao Yingjun turned around under the moonlight and looked at him:
"You must do what you like, pursue what you are willing to stick with, do something not to prove anything to others, but something you’re willing to gamble your life on willingly."
The old him would only have said some fancy words.
But now it was different.
At this moment, he was truly willing, he had indeed found something he was willing to gamble his life on!
So many people had sacrificed themselves for this unclear and unknown battle, if he still hesitated, worried, and clung to his life, he truly wouldn’t be fit to be a man!
"[I will find the answers myself.]"
He remembered the words he had told Huang Que.
From now on,
he would use his own eyes, his own judgment, to define everything.
And then, with his own hands and will...
"[Change all this!]"
...
Nine Immortals Mountain.
In China, there are many mountains named Nine Immortals Mountain; any mountain that can vaguely count out nine peaks from its nooks and crannies can be named Nine Immortals Mountain.
Even man-made ones could qualify.
Within Shandong alone, there are two Nine Immortals Mountains, one located in Rizhao, the other in Qufu.
Being the foremost among the Five Great Mountains, Mount Tai’s name was indeed too thunderous, making other mountains within Shandong seem quite inferior, lowering both their fame and tourist appeal.
The city of Qufu, more famous as the birthplace of Confucian culture and the residence of Confucius.
Kong Family Mansion, Kong Forest, and Kong Temple are the main touristic themes here, also being the most crowded places during various national exams.
Worship Confucius, don’t flunk your exams.
The superstitions of the Chinese are in a Schrödinger state, needing divine intervention when necessary, and adhering to materialism when not.
By comparison...
The Nine Immortals Mountain located in the northern part of Wu Village Town in Qufu could only be considered a seldom-visited tourist spot.
With Mount Tai before and the Kong Family Mansion, Kong Forest, and Kong Temple behind, this place barely attracted any tourists, most of the activity stemming from the local residents’ offerings.
Now, during the daytime, Lin Xian and Gao Yang came to scout the location and pinpoint the exact spot.
Gao Yang, with his top salesman chatting skills, managed in less than half an hour to extract the entire background of Zhang Yuqian.
Moreover, he hardly asked anything.
It all came out during casual conversations, as the elderly lady spoke freely and naturally, as if she was chatting with an old friend.
So, Gao Yang only knew that Zhang Yuqian truly loved pomegranates, loved them from childhood to adulthood, and after her death, her parents buried her in Nine Immortals Mountain.
At that moment, Gao Yang sighed while feeling deeply for the universal concern of parents, even managing to squeeze out seemingly genuine tears from the corners of his eyes:
