Chapter 46: Token of Appreciation
CC was a stranger from a distant future, separated by 600 years. Perhaps, the familiarity in the voice was merely coincidental.
Regarding the safe in the bank vault…
“No wonder I couldn’t crack the password,” Lin Xian mused, scratching his head. “It might not even be my safe. It would be strange if I could guess the password just like that.”
The name Lin Xian wasn’t unique; it was quite common. It was anyone’s guess which Lin Xian from history the safe might belong to.
He closed the webpage and accessed the library’s book management system, searching for Gao Wen’s publications. He discovered four titles:
“An Overview of Hibernation Technology”
“Prospects and Technical Challenges of Hibernation Pods”
“Detailed Explanation of Hibernation Pod Fillers”“Prospects of Hibernation Technology By-products”
The third title was exactly what he needed. The catalog provided the book’s location on the third floor, albeit on a different shelf.
After jotting down the location, Lin Xian rode the elevator to the third floor and quickly located Gao Wen’s “Detailed Explanation of Hibernation Pod Fillers.” He settled at an empty table and began to read.
The concepts in Gao Wen’s work paralleled Dr. Michaelson’s research. It seemed this was the universal approach to hibernation pod fillers. Lin Xian quickly identified the critical chemical formula involved in the necessary chain reaction.
“Just as I suspected, I had mixed it up with other formulas.”
Identifying the key components made the remaining corrections straightforward.
…
After two diligent days, Lin Xian corrected all transcription errors and updated the essential chemical formulas he had previously overlooked.
“Phew…”
With the final word penned at his bedroom desk, Lin Xian exhaled deeply and leaned back in his chair.
“All done.”
He lifted the three pages of the revised manuscript from his desk, confident in their accuracy. Glancing at his phone, he noticed it was past 4 AM.
“It’s Monday, and there’s a morning meeting… Should I even bother sleeping?”
Contemplating the importance of MX Company’s morning meetings, Lin Xian was concerned about oversleeping.
He opened WeChat.
Professor Xu Yun had been in regular contact, politely checking on his progress. Lin Xian could sense the professor’s mounting anxiety. Every day, the reminder was the same: “Once you have the latest manuscript, let me know immediately—anytime, anywhere!”
Considering the hour, Lin Xian hesitated but decided to reach out.
“Professor, are you awake?”
Instantly, his phone rang.
As expected.
On the line, an elated Professor Xu Yun inquired about the manuscript. He was already in his lab, unable to divert his thoughts from the formulas. If Lin Xian was ready, the professor wanted the manuscript immediately.
“I’ll bring it over, Professor. You needn’t drive; you’ve hardly slept.”
“I’ll drop off the manuscript, grab some breakfast, then head to the company. It won’t delay anything.”
Dressed and manuscript in hand, Lin Xian hailed a taxi to Donghai University.
…
As dawn approached, the city stirred. The streets to the university were clear, and they swiftly arrived. Lin Xian went directly to Professor Xu Yun’s lab to deliver the manuscript.
“Hmm…”
Professor Xu Yun eagerly reviewed the manuscript, occasionally voicing his approval.
“No errors this time, absolutely perfect!”
His excitement was palpable as he rubbed his hands together.
“Lin Xian, your earlier drafts, despite the experimental setbacks, had flawless theory.”
“From what I see, these reaction formulas are spot on.”
“We’re close to a breakthrough with the hibernation pod filler.”
Lin Xian smiled, pleased for the professor.
“Congratulations, Professor. Your relentless work is about to bear fruit.”
“With the development and publication of this hibernation pod filler, research in the field will ignite globally. Soon, hibernation pods will be a reality.”
“And then, Xu Yi Yi can use one to seek future treatments. I’m confident future medical technology will be capable of healing vegetative states.”
The mention of his daughter sparked hope in Professor Xu Yun’s eyes. Gratefully, he clasped Lin Xian’s hand, expressing his deep appreciation.
“I won’t keep you any longer, Professor.”
Lin Xian collected his coat, ready to leave.
“I’ll grab breakfast then head to the company. If there’s any issue with the manuscript, just call me.”
“Wait, Lin Xian,” the professor called, retrieving a thick document bag from his cluttered desk and handing it over.
“This is a token of my appreciation.”
Curious, Lin Xian accepted it, noting its weight.
“What’s this?” he asked, intrigued.
Professor Xu Yun’s smile held a hint of mystery.
“Open it. I believe you’ll find it very useful.”
Useful? Lin Xian’s curiosity peaked as he untied the bag and sifted through the contents. At the top was a handwritten “Exclusive Authorization Letter” stating:
“This authorizes Mr. Lin Xian… exclusively… free of charge…” signed by Professor Xu Yun.
“This is…”
Lin Xian was stunned.
“This grants me exclusive rights to a chemical compound coveted globally!”
Though unofficial, the handwritten document was legally binding. Surprisingly, the exclusive rights weren’t for MX Company or Zhao Ying Jun; they were bestowed upon him.
“Professor… are you sure about this?”