45: Chapter 45: Why are all fortune tellers blind? Think about it carefully!

In the Principal's office.

Principal Fu frowned deeply.

He wanted to use science to refute Jiang Zhe's claims, even the grandfather paradox.

But he was stunned to discover—

The solution Jiang Zhe provided...

Was very similar to a cutting-edge physics concept today.

For a moment, he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Just then.

Jiang Zhe's voice came from the screen.

"Xiaoyu, as for the question of the grandfather paradox, it was just to make it easier for you to understand the fluid nature of the Time Stream in the akashic records!"

"Actually, there is a concept that can help you understand."

"The rules governing the flow of time in the akashic records are extremely similar to the 'Block Universe' theory at the forefront of quantum physics!"

"The Block Universe posits: the past, present, and future all exist simultaneously."

"Exist simultaneously?"

Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes sparkled.

"That's right, they exist simultaneously."

"In this concept, time is not a flowing entity, but a four-dimensional structure constructed together with space and dimensions."

"Therefore, there is a saying—"

"[Modern people living in the past, modern people living in the present, modern people living in the future]"

"Your brother, me, used this very method to solve the grandfather paradox."

"And in this theory!"

"No one ever truly dies!"

"In this concept, no one in the world dies."

"Everyone is eternal, and there is no such thing as past or future; there is only the here and now."

"Understand?"

As he finished speaking, Xiaoyu and all the viewers fell into deep thought again.

"Hiss~~"

Xiaoyu felt her perception being expanded once more.

Principal Fu's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, yes, this Jiang Zhe really has a spiritual connection with me!"

"That's exactly it!"

Moreover, the principal felt...

The authenticity of Jiang Zhe's predictions about the future had greatly increased!

Old Wang, standing to the side, took a deep breath, his excitement shifting to calmness.

"If this is true, is our human history an objective fact, or just a page already written in the akashic records?"

"Am I, a history practitioner, truly a history explorer, or just a [history reader]?"

The two looked at each other, seeing only helplessness and powerlessness.

Inside the five-star hotel.

Boss Li inexplicably felt the air turn cold.

He hadn't cared at first, but the more he listened, the more he felt that life was meaningless, and no matter how hard one tried, it was all part of a predetermined fate.

The noisy restaurant was now silent, everyone staring intently at the livestream.

Kyoto, in a Chinese-style villa.

The Second Disciple was stunned for a long time before speaking unhappily:

"'Everyone is eternal'—that's very philosophical, and indeed not easy to refute."

"But his so-called 'predestined fate' is utter nonsense!"

"The outcome is not yet decided; you and I are both dark horses."

The First Senior Brother was more steady. "However, his idea for solving the grandfather paradox is very ingenious; I truly cannot compare."

"In the first half, he stifled our efforts, attributing everything to a [predestined record]."

"If this rhetoric spreads, I fear it will cause people to lose their drive."

Third Junior Sister had a burning gaze, wondering what she was thinking.

Only Wang Chongyang looked thoughtful.

"Everyone is an eternal being, just eternal within a specific time segment."

"The Dao is profound; his attainment in the Dao is not below mine!"

On screen.

Xiaoyu shook her head to clear it from the shock.

Eternal life? That was too far away!

She asked the question all the viewers cared about.

"Big brother, I understand now."

"So it wasn't that you suddenly became smart, but that you became enlightened?"

Jiang Zhe looked surprised. "Ah? This... yes, yes, yes."

"You're right, you're amazing, you're so smart, you're incredible!"

Jiang Zhe didn't know how to explain all this.

He didn't expect Xiaoyu to make up the answer herself—that was great!

He ruffled Xiaoyu's hair.

"Haha, I knew it!"

Xiaoyu excitedly clenched her little fist.

"But, big brother, the enlightened ones you mentioned are all too old; they seem like myths."

"Are there any from modern or contemporary times?"

"Or someone publicly recognized as having touched the akashic records, otherwise it lacks credibility!"

Jiang Zhe smiled slightly.

"Naturally, there are!"

"And, it's someone revered as a super genius by the scientific community!"

"A [genius closest to the gods] whose source of knowledge remains unexplained to this day..."

He paused intentionally, looking at the wide-eyed Xiaoyu.

"He is..."

"Srinivasa Ramanujan!"

"Ramanujan?"

Xiaoyu tilted her head, somewhat confused.

Most viewers in the livestream didn't know him either.

Seeing Xiaoyu's expression, Jiang Zhe was puzzled, then suddenly realized...

Ramanujan was not famous in this world.

He quickly took out Xiaoyu's notebook to search, and was surprised to find...

Ramanujan was so niche that he was completely different from his previous life.

However, his life story was somewhat similar!

He read aloud:

"1887, India."

"Ramanujan, who had almost no education, wrote down over four thousand formulas that made mathematicians around the world tremble!"

His voice was extremely cold and serious!

Instantly, everyone's curiosity was piqued.

A being who made mathematicians worldwide tremble?

"He initially wrote to Professor Hardy at Cambridge, with letters densely packed with formulas far ahead of that era."

"When Hardy saw them, his feeling... was not excitement, but fear!"

"Fear?"

Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes were grave; she felt a chill.

"Yes, fear!" Jiang Zhe's gaze grew deep.

"Because some of Ramanujan's formulas were results that the mathematical community had just verified after countless painstaking efforts."

"And the other part simply did not belong to 1887."

"Because they were too advanced, as if they were mathematical formulas from the year 2000, 2500, or 3000!"

"Some formulas, as a mathematics professor, Hardy knew at a glance—[This is correct, but completely incomprehensible!]"

"He couldn't imagine that a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child with almost no education had written to him initially just because he couldn't afford to eat and didn't want to stay in India."

"With this one letter, he handed over the entire achievements of the mathematical world."

"Hardy asked Ramanujan, 'How are you so brilliant?'"

"Ramanujan replied: [It is not my credit; these formulas appear in my mind every day while I sleep, and I write them down after I wake up.]"

"When Hardy heard this, he was dumbfounded: How could this not be terrifying?"

"How did Ramanujan do it? How was he able to foresee the future? By what right was he able to foresee the future?"

The cause was:

I can't afford to eat, please help me, Professor Hardy.

Give me some money, send a ship ticket, cover my food and lodging.

I want to leave this dump!

And then he became successful?

The livestream chat was already filled with "creepy," "goosebumps."

"Ah?"

Xiaoyu covered her mouth in disbelief.

"1887, wrote thousands of formulas, and they were almost all correct, and they just appeared in his head?"

Jiang Zhe nodded.

"Yes."

"So, Xiaoyu, where do you think these formulas came from?"

"Is his brain really a quantum computer, or?"

"akashic records!"

Before the words even faded, Xiaoyu blurted out.

"Exactly!"

Jiang Zhe looked approving.

"It was the akashic records that promoted the formulas for the next hundred years of mathematical development."

"And Ramanujan himself insisted on one statement until his death:"

"He told Hardy that these formulas were obtained through prayer and in dreams during deep sleep."

"Because his family worshipped the goddess Namagiri, in every deep dream, they appeared directly in his mind."

"Then the formulas were recorded on Ramanujan's tongue!"

"Ramanujan was just a scribe in the real world, just like countless sages, all receiving [revelations] through [enlightenment]!"

Boom!!!

As these words fell, like a thunderclap, they exploded in the minds of all the viewers.

Ramanujan was a scribe?

What Ramanujan thought was a [goddess] was actually [transcribed] from the cosmic information library in the [akashic records]?

Xiaoyu could no longer speak, staring at Jiang Zhe with trembling eyes.

Ramanujan needed to enter dreams to access the akashic records!

You have to know, true fortune-telling masters are all...

Blind!!!

Could it be!!!

Can one also quickly access the akashic records in a blind state?

Boom!

A thunderclap sounded on flat ground.

Xiaoyu was dumbfounded, her body numb, as if a string in her mind had instantly snapped!