329: Chapter 329: Jiang Zhe's Offline Live Stream Reservation

As Jiang Zhe finished speaking, the viewers in the livestream were stunned, finding it incredible.

"tui bei tu, isn't that the five days Brother started talking about?"

"Let me calculate, holy crap, that was over a month ago!"

"Brother, you're awesome, you've been acting for over a month?"

"He acted too well, I couldn't tell at all."

"I'm truly impressed. With this acting, the Oscars owe him an Oscar."

"..."

On the sofa, Steel Rain couldn't help but stand up. Her expression shifted from nervous to awkward, from awkward to surprised, and from surprised to incredulous.

"Brother, aren't you mad at me?"

Her voice was very small, like a child who had done something wrong.

Jiang Zhe raised his hand to stop her, saying calmly:

"What should I be mad about? Mad that you let millions of people hear what I said?"

"Mad that the police came to my door to talk to me because of what I told you?"

"Mad that I told you about the xia nation consciousness, and then a Third-Category Super Intelligence from Huaqing University sent me a text message in the middle of the night, only to retract it?"

"Mad that what I told you was written into papers by professors across the country and published abroad?"

"Mad that I, not knowing computer technology, secretly cracked the National Security Bureau's IP block on me?"

"Mad that I didn't know you were using me like the Truman Show?"

Speaking to this point, Jiang Zhe remained calm, as if talking about trivial matters.

Yet these words left countless viewers, teachers, and experts in shock.

Especially within the Physics Department of Huaqing University, where Guan Jingming, Li Mo, Old Wu, and Professor Ouyang felt goosebumps rise all over.

xia nation consciousness, Third-Category Super Intelligence—he knew. He actually knew everything that happened that night!

"How... how could he know?"

Professor Guan was stunned, unable to believe it.

The xia nation consciousness had clearly retracted it that night!

The viewers were all dumbfounded. After a long while, the barrage exploded.

"Holy crap, xia nation consciousness, it's confirmed!"

"Brother knows, and the rumors online say the Third-Category Super Intelligence is the xia nation consciousness; he knows everything!"

"Damn, Brother verified it himself, so there's no doubt."

"Damn, you really can simulate a national consciousness in a quantum supercomputer, damn, damn, damn!"

"..."

Just as the viewers continued to be shocked, Jiang Zhe raised his hand to interrupt Steel Rain's planned apology.

"Brother doesn't like cheese, doesn't like sentimentality, and doesn't like you apologizing to anyone. This topic ends here."

Steel Rain opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself, swallowing the apology that was on the tip of her tongue.

She knew her brother's temper; when he said stop, he meant stop.

"The person who came to the house earlier to deliver gifts, the one who said he was from an entertainment company, who was that?"

"That was Operator Wang, our operations supervisor at the Dougou Platform."

Jiang Zhe nodded: "He did well. No one has disturbed me."

Backstage, Wang Shulin was staring at the screen. Hearing this, he let out a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Damn, that scared me."

Several brothers gathered around: "Brother Wang, Brother Jiang is praising you!"

"Yeah, it seems he recognized you at the time."

"Supervisor, should we still send the sports car? There's still a month until the New Year."

"Send it. The benefits he brings are far more than a sports car!" Wang Shulin waved his hand. "As for the rest, I can't accept it. As long as he doesn't blame me for hiding it, that's fine."

Just then, Jiang Zhe's voice rang out again, but this time, his tone had clearly changed.

"Steel Rain, from now on, Brother won't be giving any more lessons."

Once these words were spoken, the livestream fell silent for a few seconds.

Then, it exploded like a volcanic eruption.

"What, no more lessons?"

"No, don't!"

"Brother, you can't do this, my spiritual food!"

"I still want to listen!"

"I've been following for over a month, and you suddenly say you're stopping?"

"I beg you, Brother, keep talking."

"Yeah, I haven't heard enough."

"..."

Millions of barrage comments scrolled wildly, the whole screen filled with pleas and "don't."

In the principal's office, Old Wang stood up abruptly, the expression on his face shifting to shock: "He's stopping?"

Xiao Wang couldn't help but be surprised: "This, this, how could this happen?"

Principal Fu sighed, not speaking, his expression very dejected.

Ren Xiaoyao couldn't help but shake his head.

The four of them felt the atmosphere become heavy.

...

Huaqing University, Physics Professor dormitory. Professor Guan looked incredulous: "Why, why stop? Doesn't he clearly know he was being filmed?"

"It wouldn't be because of that, would it?"

Ouyang Baili murmured: "Then we won't have anything to listen to in the future."

The four people in the room felt deep regret.

...

Kyoto, University of History faculty housing. The four professors narrowed their eyes, none of them speaking.

The living room was deathly silent; one could hear the wind outside the window.

On the other side, Qingfeng Temple. Zheng Ming had his mouth open, suddenly feeling as if he were about to lose something.

...

At this moment, somewhere in Kyoto, in a windowless conference room. The room was brightly lit.

A dozen people sat around a long table, the large screen in front of them playing Jiang Zhe's livestream.

This was the internal conference room of the National Think Tank.

Sitting at the very front was an old man with gray hair. He was one of the core members of the think tank, surnamed Fang. Everyone called him Elder Fang.

"He's stopping?" Elder Fang's voice was calm, but his brows were furrowed.

Beside him, a middle-aged analyst shook his head and sighed: "Doesn't he know how important these lessons are to the country?"

Another female member took over: "From the origin of the moon to quantum consciousness, from destiny, from the Antarctic underground to prehistoric civilization, every episode he talks about allows our theoretical direction to advance by 10 to 30 years."

Elder Fang was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "However, you cannot demand that everyone be patriotic."

He looked at everyone present, saying solemnly: "Globally, 99% of the time, the smarter a person is, the weaker the concept of [Country] in their heart; our psychological department had already drawn up a profile for Jiang Zhe."

"He is not a person who loves the country, nor is he a person who loves any country in our world."

"Or rather, the geniuses of countries around the world have never loved a single country, but the entire world; even the entire world has nothing to do with them."

A young intelligent member couldn't help but ask: "Then what should we do? Just let him stop talking? Should we ask professionals to talk to him?"

Elder Fang didn't reply, just looking at Jiang Zhe on the screen, his eyes becoming complex and regretful.

The conference room fell into a long silence.

Inside the big screen.

Listening to his brother's series of seemingly nagging, yet not really nagging words, Steel Rain's eyes reddened: "Brother, I, sorry..."

Before she finished, Jiang Zhe's gentle voice came through.

"For the next period of time, Brother will spend more time with you and take you to travel around the country."

Steel Rain was stunned. So he wasn't stopping the lessons because of that, but because the New Year was coming! It was because of the winter break!

Immediately after, Steel Rain's eyes slowly lit up, filled with starlight: "So that's it! You scared me, Brother. Really? Are you really going to take me out to play?"

Jiang Zhe nodded gently: "Really."

Steel Rain was so excited she almost jumped off the sofa, but then she thought of something, the excitement on her face slowly receding, becoming somewhat hesitant.

"Brother, can you do a special Spring Festival program?"

"After all, with the one-month winter break coming up, the fans will definitely miss you; if you say you're stopping the lessons, they'll definitely go haywire."

Jiang Zhe looked at her: "What?"

Steel Rain bit her lip: "Although they've been peeking, for the past month or so, they've learned a lot with us."

"Some professors even wrote papers, and some students changed their research direction because of you."

At this moment, there was a hint of pleading in her eyes: "Brother, can you talk to them one more time sometime in the next month, before the New Year? Just once. Sort out everything you've talked about, solve all the unknowns completely. It would be a way to give an answer to tens of millions of fans."

Jiang Zhe was silent for a few seconds. Everyone held their breath.

They had really scared thirty million viewers just now; they really thought Jiang Zhe was stopping the lessons.

It was just that the New Year was coming up!

After about fifteen seconds, the corners of Jiang Zhe's mouth curled slightly: "Okay."

But as his tone shifted: "However, Brother has a condition."

"What condition?"

At this moment, a hint of playfulness appeared on Jiang Zhe's face: "Let them all come. Don't just eavesdrop from behind the screen. Just invite all your top 20 donors. Since they can listen to what I say, Brother assumes the front row is all major universities and related industries."

"On New Year's Eve, at Gusu Jing'an Villa, I will talk to them in person."

"By the way, the tips after I finish saying this don't count."

He nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the pinhole camera on Steel Rain's right chest.

A system prompt that only he could see appeared before him.

[Character: Steel Rain]

[Expression: Surprised]

[There is a pinhole camera on the front right chest, currently connected to the internet, Source: Dougou Platform, Online count: 31,587,412 people]

Hearing this, Steel Rain was stunned. In the livestream, thirty million people were all collectively stunned.

"Wait, Brother wants to talk in person?"

"Let us go to his house?"

"Holy crap, is Brother going to meet in real life?"

"There's one month left until the New Year, ahhh, why, why am I not in the top 20 donors!"

"I really want to go, but I'm at a hostel in California, USA!"

"Envious, I'm in Iceland. You guys in the country are lucky; my theoretical professors here in Iceland are drooling with envy. Unfortunately, he never tipped Brother."

"..."

Jiang Zhe looked at Steel Rain's stunned expression and smiled slightly: "What, not willing?"

Steel Rain shook her head quickly, so excited she almost jumped off the sofa: "Willing, of course willing! Brother, just wait, I'll go arrange it right now!"

"Sisters and brothers, uncles and aunts, grandpas and grandmas, those in the top 20 list, contact me, contact me, Steel Rain. Those who can definitely come on New Year's Eve, contact me immediately. If you can't come, then it will pass to the 21st, 22nd..."