"Actually, MX Company offered an even better deal," Zhao Yingjun said with a wry smile. "But Professor Xu simply won't engage with us... The good news is, he's not engaging with any other companies either, so we still have a chance."
"Come on, Linden, let's go say hello to Professor Xu."
…
Linden also held his wine glass and followed Zhao Yingjun to a corner of the hall. Professor Xu Yun saw Zhao Yingjun approaching and turned as if to leave—
"Professor Xu, long time no see!" Zhao Yingjun smiled and stepped forward to greet him.
Xu Yun turned back, offering an awkward smile.
"Congratulations, Professor Xu," Zhao Yingjun raised her red wine glass, intending to clink it with Xu Yun's. "Your research achievement is truly a groundbreaking invention! I believe that as long as it's applied in the right field, it will undoubtedly realize its true value!"
However... Xu Yun didn't clink glasses with Zhao Yingjun. He lowered his head and chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Are you talking about that laughable failure? I've been ridiculed enough already."
"No, Professor Xu! I don't believe it's a failure; you should cherish your res—"
"Miss Zhao." Xu Yun raised a hand to cut off Zhao Yingjun. He looked up, his expression serious. "Miss Zhao, I'm very pleased to see you here today."
"If you're here to donate funds to the cause of science, then I'll gladly drink as many glasses with you as you like."
"However, if you're here for any other purpose... then I'm afraid I must decline."
…
Linden narrowed his eyes. It was clear that Professor Xu Yun didn't welcome Zhao Yingjun, and in fact, seemed very resistant to interacting with these beauty companies.
"You're too kind, Professor Xu; let's keep business separate," Zhao Yingjun maintained her smile. "Today, I am simply here to support scientific endeavors and research, with no other intentions whatsoever."
"That's good. In that case, on behalf of Shanghai's scientific researchers, I thank you, Miss Zhao!" Professor Xu Yun extended his glass to clink, and Zhao Yingjun intentionally lowered hers slightly.
Clink! After clinking, both drained their glasses.
Professor Xu Yun put down his glass and looked at Zhao Yingjun. "Miss Zhao, I hope to see you more often at events like this in the future, and less in my laboratory."
With that, Xu Yun turned and left.
Zhao Yingjun took out a white handkerchief, pinched a corner, and dabbed at a wine stain on her lips. "See, Linden? He's always like this with us. Today was actually one of his better moods."
Since the day he was born, Linden has been trapped in a dream loop—living the same day again and again. For more than twenty years, he’s done whatever he pleased: robbing banks, blowing up buildings, chasing women, as if life were nothing more than an endless game.
“So, what did you do last night?”
“Something different. For the first time, I saw someone from my dream… in real life. And she was beautiful.”
The officer didn’t flinch, just nodded, his pen scratching steadily across the page.
“Go on. I’m listening.”
But that coincidence was only the beginning. A cold, enigmatic woman, a mysterious bank vault, and a deposit box engraved with his name tear open the fragile boundary between dream and reality. Each time “Dawn” arrives, the world resets—yet fragments remain. Patterns too deliberate to dismiss, clues too sharp to ignore.
Piece by piece, Linden begins to glimpse a larger truth. The shadows of history’s greatest minds—Leonardo da Vinci, Isaac Newton, Galileo—surface across the loops. Could they have been caught in the same endless cycle? Were they guardians of something greater, passing fragments of knowledge across centuries of resets?
Now the burden is his. He must decide whether to keep living recklessly inside his dream, or to confront the trial hidden within it. Because if Linden fails to uncover his own Dawn Code, the loop won’t just imprison him forever—it will drag all of human civilization into an eternal darkness, one reset at a time.
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