blueteamnovel Chapter 76 The Horrible Truth?
Chapter 76 The Horrible Truth?
In one corner of the secret room, there were neatly stacked sealed metal boxes, some of which even had patterns and numbers of firearms and ammunition that Ye Tian could only see in the system!
Even though he was mentally prepared, Ye Tian was still deeply moved when he witnessed it all.
"Mother, how many miracles have you left behind that transcend this era?"
He muttered to himself, his eyes bursting with unbelievable ecstasy.
This is Ye Qingmei's real secret base!
A mysterious place hidden at the bottom of a lake, isolated from the world, yet full of futuristic technology!
And inside those metal boxes
It is highly likely that it contains what he has always dreamed of—the Barrett rifle, and its bullets!
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Filled with immense excitement, Ye Tian began to carefully explore this enormous underground chamber. Everywhere he looked, there were precision instruments gleaming with metallic luster. Many of these instruments even bore familiar simplified Chinese labels and warning signs, giving him a sense of disorientation, as if he had returned to a cutting-edge laboratory in another time and space.
His gaze was quickly drawn to a control panel in the center of the secret room. On the control panel was a device that looked like a main control computer. The screen was off, but several indicator lights on the main unit were flashing rhythmically, indicating that it was still in standby mode.
"There really is a computer!" Ye Tian was delighted and quickly walked over. In his memories from his previous life, this computer was considered a fairly advanced model.
He tried shaking the mouse, and the screen lit up, revealing a password input interface. The interface was simple, with only an input box and a "Confirm" button, and a deep starry sky background.
"A password is still required," Ye Tian frowned slightly. He tried several dates or initials that Ye Qingmei might have used, but all of them resulted in errors.
He calmed down and began to think. His mother, Ye Qingmei, acted unpredictably; the password she set couldn't be that simple. Her most trusted person was Uncle Wuzhu; could it be related to him?
Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, a somewhat playful idea. His mother had said more than once that although Uncle Wuzhu was powerful, he was sometimes adorably naive, and certain "modern vocabulary" or "instructions" would always make him look bewildered or even "frozen out".
"Scare Wu Zhu," Ye Tian said with a slight smile. He remembered his mother joking that if anything could "scare" Wu Zhu, it would be an instruction that overturned his understanding or left him feeling helpless.
He took a deep breath and, with the help of his memories from his past life, began to type rapidly on the keyboard, using the Wubi input method that he had once been quite proficient in.
"吓", DLFK.
"Five", GGHG.
"Bamboo", TTGH.
He typed in the code "DLFKGGHGTTGH" smoothly and then pressed the Enter key.
[Password correct. Welcome, highest-privilege user.]
A green prompt popped up on the screen, and then a high-tech desktop background appeared in front of Ye Tian, with various program icons that he didn't recognize but felt were very powerful neatly arranged.
"It really is 'Scare Wuzhu'!" Ye Tian exclaimed in surprise and delight. He hadn't expected his mother, Ye Qingmei, to actually use such an imaginative approach to set the password. At that moment, he seemed to feel the sly smile on his mother's face when she set that password years ago.
However, when he actually started browsing the files and programs on the computer, that initial joy was quickly replaced by a deeper sense of awe.
The computer's operating system was very familiar to him from his previous life, and the operating logic of various software programs was exactly the same as he remembered. But the instruments displayed in the laboratory, the complex data streams flashing on the screens, all demonstrated how cutting-edge and complex the experiments that had been conducted here were. Gene sequencers, high-precision cell culture equipment, microscopic operating platforms, and even some conceptual instruments that he had only seen in science fiction movies.
"This...this is practically a miniature bioengineering center!" Ye Tian was utterly stunned. Although he possessed memories of his past life and knew some modern technology, what he saw before him completely exceeded his imagination of his mother Ye Qingmei's capabilities. This wasn't just a few guns and some bullets; it was a complete laboratory with cutting-edge scientific research capabilities!
He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and began to use his computer knowledge from his previous life to quickly search for useful information. Soon, he found an encrypted folder named "Project Prometheus".
After trying several possible passwords, he had a flash of inspiration and entered Uncle Wuzhu's "number"—a simple "five".
The folder opened immediately. Inside were numerous experimental logs, research reports, and Ye Qingmei's personal diary.
Ye Tian couldn't wait to open Ye Qingmei's diary.
[On [Date], it has been five years since I came to this world. Those old fogies in the temple thought they could crush my will by trapping me here? How naive! They have no idea that the technology they consider forbidden is my greatest asset.]
On [Date], I finally "borrowed" all the knowledge and technology I needed from the temple's core database. Those so-called "gods" are nothing but a bunch of fools begging with golden rice bowls in their hands, unaware of their own hidden treasures.
On [Date], I received my PhD, from one of China's top two 985 universities, specializing in bioengineering and artificial intelligence. This is nothing compared to what I've achieved. The technological level of this world is so backward, yet certain mystical forces truly exist—it's truly fascinating.
Upon seeing this, Ye Tian was deeply shocked: "My mother is actually a PhD in engineering? And a top talent from a 985 university?" This information completely redefined his understanding of his mother. No wonder she could single-handedly stir up a storm in this world and leave behind countless legends.
He continued reading.
[On [Date], the secret base at the bottom of Taiping Villa was initially completed. I have to thank Wu Zhu; without his help moving those heavy equipment and generators, I really couldn't have managed it all by myself. The moisture-proof and power supply systems here are perfect, enough for me to conduct long-term secret experiments. Emperor Qing? Even if he racks his brains, he would never imagine that my true trump card is hidden right under his nose, deep within this tranquil lake.]
On [Date], I became pregnant. It was Emperor Qing's child. Ha, that man, ambitious and a formidable figure, but alas, his vision was ultimately limited to this era. He desired the eternal consolidation of imperial power; while I desired everyone to be like dragons. Our paths diverged, so we could not work together.
On [Date], the "Prometheus Project" was officially launched. I hope my children will inherit my knowledge, my memories, and my ideals. This world is too ignorant and too dark; perhaps the efforts of my generation alone are not enough.
I need a successor, a fellow traveler who understands me and can carry on my work.
I will utilize the gene-editing technology and memory transplantation theory obtained from the temple.
They tried to conduct experiments on the child in my womb.
I hope that from birth, he/she will possess the mindset and memory of a modern person, allowing them to view the world from a higher perspective.
[On [Date], I was fully aware of the risks of the experiment. Even in my original world, the mysteries of genetics were not fully unraveled. But for the dream of "equality for all," I had to take the gamble. If successful, my child would be unique in this world, possessing the power to change it. If it failed, I would prepare a backup plan for him.]
Upon seeing this, Ye Tian felt a surge of electricity run from head to toe, and his blood seemed to freeze at that moment!
"So, all those memories in my mind that don't belong to this era were actually my mother, transplanted into me by her through genetic experiments!"
This earth-shattering secret left him momentarily stunned, his heart filled with mixed emotions. There was the relief of sudden realization, the admiration for his mother Ye Qingmei's crazy yet grand plan, and the shock of finally unraveling the mystery of his own origins.
He finally understood why he had time-traveled and why he had arrived in this strange world with the memories of a modern person. It was all a "miracle" orchestrated by his incredibly talented mother!
"The efforts of two generations have changed this society and achieved equality for all."
At this moment, Ye Tian murmured the words from his mother's diary, a sense of mission and heaviness welling up in his heart.
This was not only her mother's last wish, but also what she had given to herself.
A unique gift and responsibility.
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Ye Tian's mind felt like it had been hit by a bomb, with countless thoughts churning and exploding within it. He stared blankly at the description of the "Prometheus Project" in Ye Qingmei's diary on the screen, each word like a sharp carving knife, deeply imprinted in his mind.
"Genetic experiments, implanting modern memories,"
His breathing became heavy, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning, instantly reminding him of another person—Fan Xian!
In the "novel" or rather, the "script of past life memories" that Ye Tian knew about "Joy of Life," Fan Xian was nominally Fan Jian's illegitimate son.
In reality, he is the son of Emperor Qing and Ye Qingmei. He also possesses modern memories that do not belong to this era; he can recite Tang and Song poems, understands modern medical knowledge, and even vaguely remembers some fragments of modern life.
"Could it be that Fan Xian isn't a time traveler in the traditional sense at all?"
Ye Tian muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief, "His so-called 'time travel' was actually a product of his mother's 'Prometheus Project'? Did his mother 'inject' or 'preset' selected modern memories into his soul or genes through some unbelievable genetic technology?"
[On [Date], remember our domain name: [domain name], you can read the exciting content anytime. It's been five years since I came to this world. Those old fogies in the temple thought they could crush my will by trapping me here? Naive! They have no idea that the technology they consider forbidden is my greatest asset.]
On [Date], I finally "borrowed" all the knowledge and technology I needed from the temple's core database. Those so-called "gods" are nothing but a bunch of fools begging with golden rice bowls in their hands, unaware of their own hidden treasures.
On [Date], I received my PhD, from one of China's top two 985 universities, specializing in bioengineering and artificial intelligence. This is nothing compared to what I've achieved. The technological level of this world is so backward, yet certain mystical forces truly exist—it's truly fascinating.
Upon seeing this, Ye Tian was deeply shocked: "My mother is actually a PhD in engineering? And a top talent from a 985 university?" This information completely redefined his understanding of his mother. No wonder she could single-handedly stir up a storm in this world and leave behind countless legends.
He continued reading.
[On [Date], the secret base at the bottom of Taiping Villa was initially completed. I have to thank Wu Zhu; without his help moving those heavy equipment and generators, I really couldn't have managed it all by myself. The moisture-proof and power supply systems here are perfect, enough for me to conduct long-term secret experiments. Emperor Qing? Even if he racks his brains, he would never imagine that my true trump card is hidden right under his nose, deep within this tranquil lake.]
On [Date], I became pregnant. It was Emperor Qing's child. Ha, that man, ambitious and a formidable figure, but alas, his vision was ultimately limited to this era. He desired the eternal consolidation of imperial power; while I desired everyone to be like dragons. Our paths diverged, so we could not work together.
On [Date], the "Prometheus Project" was officially launched. I hope my children will inherit my knowledge, my memories, and my ideals. This world is too ignorant and too dark; perhaps the efforts of my generation alone are not enough.
I need a successor, a fellow traveler who understands me and can carry on my work.
I will utilize the gene-editing technology and memory transplantation theory obtained from the temple.
They tried to conduct experiments on the child in my womb.
I hope that from birth, he/she will possess the mindset and memory of a modern person, allowing them to view the world from a higher perspective.
[On [Date], I was fully aware of the risks of the experiment. Even in my original world, the mysteries of genetics were not fully unraveled. But for the dream of "equality for all," I had to take the gamble. If successful, my child would be unique in this world, possessing the power to change it. If it failed, I would prepare a backup plan for him.]
Upon seeing this, Ye Tian felt a surge of electricity run from head to toe, and his blood seemed to freeze at that moment!
"So, all those memories in my mind that don't belong to this era were actually my mother, transplanted into me by her through genetic experiments!"
This earth-shattering secret left him momentarily stunned, his heart filled with mixed emotions. There was the relief of sudden realization, the admiration for his mother Ye Qingmei's crazy yet grand plan, and the shock of finally unraveling the mystery of his own origins.
He finally understood why he had time-traveled and why he had arrived in this strange world with the memories of a modern person. It was all a "miracle" orchestrated by his incredibly talented mother!
"The efforts of two generations have changed this society and achieved equality for all."
At this moment, Ye Tian murmured the words from his mother's diary, a sense of mission and heaviness welling up in his heart.
This was not only her mother's last wish, but also what she had given to herself.
A unique gift and responsibility.
······················
Ye Tian's mind felt like it had been hit by a bomb, with countless thoughts churning and exploding within it. He stared blankly at the description of the "Prometheus Project" in Ye Qingmei's diary on the screen, each word like a sharp carving knife, deeply imprinted in his mind.
"Genetic experiments, implanting modern memories,"
His breathing became heavy, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning, instantly reminding him of another person—Fan Xian!
In the "novel" or rather, the "script of past life memories" that Ye Tian knew about "Joy of Life," Fan Xian was nominally Fan Jian's illegitimate son.
In reality, he is the son of Emperor Qing and Ye Qingmei. He also possesses modern memories that do not belong to this era; he can recite Tang and Song poems, understands modern medical knowledge, and even vaguely remembers some fragments of modern life.
"Could it be that Fan Xian isn't a time traveler in the traditional sense at all?"
Ye Tian muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief, "His so-called 'time travel' was actually a product of his mother's 'Prometheus Project'? Did his mother 'inject' or 'preset' selected modern memories into his soul or genes through some unbelievable genetic technology?"