"The beauty of fireworks lies in the fact that their bloom is also their fall, and the charm of a shooting star is in its burning demise which is also its grand opening."
For ... for us, it is the sa.
We establish the foundations of immortality for billions of years with our mortal lives of but a few decades; the significance of this can be understood.
Therefore, I believe that life should be spent like this: When I look back, I have no regrets for wasted ti, nor sha for a diocre existence.
At the mont of death, I can proudly claim, "I have dedicated my entire life and all my energy to the most magnificent cause in the world—the struggle for the survival of civilization!"
After spending an entire afternoon building up a positive ntal attitude, I finally stumbled out of my room sowhat dazed.
Fortunately, this feeling of being abandoned by the world did not last long.
That evening, watching the tiny figure performing on stage, I suddenly realized.
Ti has never promised anyone safe passage, nor has it ever left anyone completely deserted.
This world... it’s not just fighting alone!
Shortly after, I made a trip to the hospital.
After a comprehensive VVVIP-style health checkup, I received results that were all normal.
Perhaps "brain overclocking" is safe, or perhaps with the current level of dical technology, the hidden dangers in my body could not be detected.
Either way, it was good news.
At the very least, it proved that this was not a limited-edition one-ti skill, not the kind you use up and then collect a box lunch.
This significantly increased its research value.
Regardless of my efforts, though, I could no longer enter that state.
After all, I was no longer the "Central Signal Tower," at best I might be considered a signal transmitter?
I imdiately decided to restart the "Naihe Bridge Project" and launched research on "brain overclocking!"
To a drowning person, any straw is seized without hesitation!
Coincidentally, I unexpectedly ca across an acquaintance at the hospital.
It was soone I had thought I might never cross paths with in this lifeti.
While we had never officially t, her distinctive teardrop mole allowed to recognize her instantly.
"Ou Lu?"
"You know ?"
"Uh... no, I don’t."
"Ha! Definitely another guy trying to hit on , right? Well, handso, bad timing today, we’ve got things to do.
Xiao Lu, let’s hurry. The car is waiting.
The Canglang Cup is about to start..."
A brief encounter did not leave behind any story worth ntioning.
Watching her receding back, I couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of fate.
The chance of an average person eting her is about one in two hundred fifty; do I multiply that probability by the number of my brothers?
Thinking about it that way, encountering an acquaintance doesn’t seem so strange.
But... the "Canglang Cup"? That sounds familiar.
I felt as if I grasped at sothing.
Life is full of choices, each one like a fork on the long road of life, intricately influencing our entire existence...
...
On the other hand, Gao Yuan handed over Xu Jingsong’s damaging information to his uncle, Xu Bolin.
As expected, it didn’t take long for Xu Bolin to lose his composure and make a move. As the scandal fernted, Xu Jingsong was attacked at the Group’s board eting, challenging his position as General Manager.
Xu Bonian had no choice but to intervene personally, using thunderous ans to suppress the issue, and the now-exposed Xu Bolin beca the thorn in the eyes of father and son.
Following this, the infighting within the Xu family beca increasingly intense.
However, not long after, Xu Bolin died suddenly of a heart attack.
The police investigation showed that Xu Bolin indeed had a history of heart disease, and the case was closed without further ado, but I always felt that there was more to it than t the eye...
The expected thunderbolt also struck Chang Chun Biological.
Fines, bankruptcy, delisting—Chang Chun Biological beca the first stock in the A-share market to be delisted for major legal violations.
Following the vaccine scandal, its stock price plumted from 24.55 yuan per share to 1.36 yuan per share, with a market value shrinkage of over 20 billion yuan. Before delisting, the total market value was about 1.3 billion yuan.
At the bargain price of 3 billion yuan, Changqing Biological triumphantly acquired Chang Chun Biological’s production and research and developnt departnts of the Rabies Vaccine.
What doesn’t kill will only make stronger!
...
Since venturing into the vaccine field, Changqing Biological’s developnt has been increasingly pleasing.
They have successively developed "African Z Vaccine for Pigs," "Alzheir’s Disease Asymptomatic Stage Prediction," "ngpo Soup 2.0 Enhanced Edition," and other advanced technologies.
Once the first two were comrcialized, the company gained a steady stream of funds for additional research and developnt.
"Alzheir’s Disease Task Force," "Computational Biology Simulation Laboratory," "Rabies Pathology Research," "Naihe Bridge Project 2.0"—one project after another was vigorously pursued.
With more research projects, naturally, the funding increased substantially.
When it cos to scientific research, a few billion isn’t considered much, and sotis even a few hundred billion may just make a splash.
Scientific research achievents appeared one after another; however, the expense of scientific research was truly astronomical, even affecting the normal developnt of Changqing Biological.
Facing my stubborn unilateralism, Gao Yuan chose to silently support .
Yet, it was at this ti that I realized I had been sowhat greedy.
Every research project here could be called a project of the century, yet I wanted them all?
But the countdown of life kept ticking, reminding that decades might seem long, but I was in a race against ti.
...
As the "Judgnt Day" of 2043 approached, my actions beca more and more radical.
I began to participate in clinical trials for Alzheir’s disease and tried small doses of "ngpo Soup 2.0" injections.
With the help of the drug, it took an entire year to barely master the skill of activating my brain’s "overclocking" at will through sheer force of will.
Then I started to use this skill frequently and recklessly, using myself to validate its impact on the human body.
To test if it could help avoid the catastrophe of doomsday...
Everyone was terrified by my mad actions.
"You’re committing suicide!" Xiao Yu cried with tears streaming down her face.
However, I just smiled at her.
"To , life is not a brief candle but a torch that I hold for the mont.
At the end of life, I need to make it burn bright and brilliant before passing it on to the next generation..."
Xiao Yu couldn’t understand the deeper aning of my words and could only silently leave.
Not long after, the research pace of the special project team suddenly accelerated, advancing the theoretical research on brain "overclocking" by a huge leap!
Even based on this, Xiao Yu proposed the plan to create a side-effect-free "ngpo Soup 3.0".
However, just as I was joyous about this critical breakthrough, I noticed Xiao Yu’s often listless and unusual deanor.
Under my questioning, Xiao Yu smiled and confessed that she had secretly injected "ngpo Soup 2.0" and used brain "overclocking" to accelerate scientific research.
"Do you realize how serious the side effects are, how likely it can be fatal?" I was furious.
"You once said, I am the greatest person in the world!
If even you can’t be saved, I’ll never be the greatest..."
Xiao Yu’s eyes shone brightly, just like in the past.
I was montarily at a loss for words.
...
July 21, 2043, at noon in Su City, on the roof of the villa.
I chained myself to an iron chair on the rooftop, surrounded by a heap of detection equipnt.
"What are you doing?" asked Xiao Yu.
"Witnessing the rebirth or destruction of humanity," I said with a smile as I looked at her.
Then, I began to reveal the greatest secret that had been buried deep in my heart.
Xiao Yu listened calmly, and at the end, she pouted quietly.
"You should have told sooner."
"Knowing the future in advance is painful; telling you would have doubled that pain."
Helplessly, Xiao Yu sat down beside , and we waited for "Judgnt" together.
"Uncle, if there really is a ’God’ as you say, is he eavesdropping on our conversation right now?" Xiao Yu suddenly asked.
"Hahaha! Probably," I laughed.
"Then does he think we are real, or just virtual?"
"If he dares to see us as virtual, Laozi will disown him completely, severing all ties!"
"Hahaha!"
"Uncle, do you have any regrets in this life?"
"Indeed! Always the lab, the computer, busy earning money, fatigued by social obligations, plus the various inevitabilities of reality.
To use a fashionable phrase, I failed to live as I wished."
"How did you want to live?"
Just then, the sky abruptly brightened, and a huge fiery teor streaked across it, making even the sun seem dim in that instant.
The phenonon lasted only a brief mont before the teor disappeared on the horizon.
I imdiately laughed, "? I wanted to live like that teor streaking across the sky.
Angular and shining brightly."
No sooner had I finished speaking than I saw the horror in Xiao Yu’s eyes, as her eyes began to fill with blood.
I promptly activated my brain’s "overclocking" mode.
The world slowed down around , and a strange noise buzzed in my ears, like whispers from Hell or an angel’s chant.
I strained against the surging bloodlust, my eyes fixed on the monitor before .
The needle indicating the sound wave frequency trembled violently, drawing a chaotic yet uniquely rhythd waveform.
Until I could no longer sustain the "overclocking" mode and my consciousness uncontrollably plunged into the abyss...]
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