Click.
Lin Xian's heart skipped a beat as he thought of Gao Wen, and the manuscript in his desk drawer.
Copernicus, this old seat, just refuses to fade away, undying even in death.
It has been over twenty years without asking questions, and yet, targeting me the moment he does;
Staying away from meetings for four or five years, yet seeking me out for trouble the moment he attends one.
However...
From another perspective.
This might also mean that the current Copernicus, in the year 2024, doesn't know me very well.
He had his suspicions before.
Whether the real or fake Yu Xi traveled to the year 2024, there might be someone from this era to receive them and then a series of intelligence exchanges would take place.
But as it seems now... this speculation probably falls apart on its own. Copernicus knows very little about time travel, no one has told him any concrete information.
Next.
