"I cannot calculate what the problem was that caused such a huge variable in the middle. I cannot derive it."
"Technological progress couldn't solve it?"
Hermione frowned. According to what Lynn said, their world's technological development should have already been able to solve the resource shortage.
Then why still pressure children like that and maintain those rules?
Or rather, where did those geniuses, the technology that should have appeared to solve the problem, and the resources that should have been produced as a result, go?
Filled with doubts, Hermione turned her head in confusion to look out the hotel window.
The high-floor window of the luxury hotel allowed her to look down on everything below.
Her heart jolted violently. Hermione understood what the variable was that Lynn couldn't derive or calculate.
There was only one thing Lynn didn't understand and couldn't comprehend: human emotion, the human heart.
In Lynn's world, the ones being pressured were the children, the children who made the effort. The ones who were cowardly were the adults who had grown up through it all.
So, who held those achievements? Who held those children?
What did they want to do?
Why were such rules implemented in the first place?
These were questions Lynn wouldn't think about or calculate, but for Hermione, the result was so simple it was obvious.
"It won't be like that."
Hermione let out a long sigh. She walked behind Lynn and gently hugged her, resting her chin on her shoulder.
"I promise you, that situation won't happen here. I will do my best to prevent it from happening."
"For you, for future children, and so that many years from now, we won't be cursed as cowards by our descendants."
A predetermined outcome is irreversible—Lynn wanted to say this, but feeling the warm, soft touch behind her,
She simply couldn't open her mouth no matter what.
"Okay, I believe Hermione."
In the end, she only said that one sentence, her heart still calm and waveless.
"Let's sleep," Hermione said, nuzzling Lynn's cheek.
"Mm."
Lynn nodded, turned to walk to the bed, took off her slippers, and lay down under the covers.
"Goodnight."
Hermione sat by the bed and reached out to gently stroke Lynn's forehead.
"Goodnight, Hermione."
Lynn closed her eyes and instantly entered a state of deep sleep.
Slowly leaning against the headboard, Hermione looked down at Lynn's expressionless face in sleep. There was no trace of ease or relaxation on it.
It was as if numbness and silence were written there from birth.
"Greed."
Hermione whispered. The endless greed of the human heart—that was the real culprit behind the tragedy of Lynn's world.
"It won't happen, it won't happen."
Gently stroking Lynn's forehead, Hermione seemed to be talking to her, and also to herself.
"I'm here. I won't let your new home, your forever home from now on, become such an unbearable place."
"I promise."
Perhaps it was the effect of Hermione's words, but the expression on Lynn's face softened slightly, showing a hint of peace.
The next morning, when Lynn opened her eyes, she saw Hermione lying beside her, eyes closed and sleeping soundly.
Her mind quickly calculated the departure time and the time Hermione needed for washing up and using the toilet, determining the latest possible time she could let her sleep.
Carefully climbing out of bed, Lynn went to the bathroom to wash up without a sound.
After washing up, she walked out of the bathroom and sat at the desk across from the bed, watching Hermione with a calm gaze.
Constantly recalling the various books she had read, Lynn began a full-book review.
She should periodically review all the books she had read to ensure she could remember every detail of every single one.
This way, she would never forget anything when she needed to use it.
The moment the latest time node to wake Hermione arrived, Lynn immediately snapped out of her review and stood up to walk to the bedside.
Crouching down, she gently shook Hermione. "Hermione, wake up. It's time to eat breakfast and then go to the attractions."
After being shaken twice by Lynn, Hermione finally sat up, rubbing her eyes groggily.
"Haah... okay, I'm getting up."
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