The book still included a photograph.
The photographer was clearly standing on a boat, the image only showing a sharp bow.
In the distance, a dark cloud as black as ink spun, forming a massive eye of the storm, with rain pouring down and lightning striking as if to tear the entire sky apart!
Even just looking at the photo, one could feel the terrifying pressure coming from nature itself.
The boat that the photographer was on had its bow pointing straight ahead, seemingly about to charge into the center of the storm.
The author of the photo could be called a soulful photographer, as even from just a boat’s bow, it felt like one could sense the boat’s fearless courage and boldness in the face of the storm.
"Do we really have to be so tragic..."
ng Lang helplessly held his forehead.
He naturally had read the original "The Old Man and the Sea," perhaps that’s why this issue was hinting at himself using this title.
If one wanted to change destiny, they needed to possess so traits of "Santiago"...
Like calmly accepting defeat, like bravely facing death, like not bowing down to fate...
From the description, the event that changed Gao Yuan’s entire life was supposed to happen tonight.
And clearly, an electric shock device was not enough to help Gao Yuan escape tonight’s nightmare, given the enemy’s overwhelming numbers.
Expecting a woman with no combat power to use such a device to fight her way out was obviously unrealistic, and at most could only give Xu Jingsong a little unexpected scare.
But for to step in...
Damn it! I only have just over ten million in my pocket, barely having moved past the beginner’s village, and you want to directly face a big boss like Xu Jingsong?
Isn’t that too risky, brother!
The re casually dispatched "elite monster" like Yuan Li wiped out three tis.
If I were to directly confront Xu Jingsong now, never mind the cost, the key issue is there’s just no ti!
The battle is tonight, but the new "brothers" won’t be ready until at least tomorrow noon.
Are you forcing into a hand-to-hand combat?
Yes! You’re right, we cannot ask for a life ocean without storms because risks and hardships are part of life.
But the problem is, this storm is just a bit too fierce, isn’t it?
Having read through the episode, ng Lang felt so parts were ambiguous.
Like why was the answer to "the light of righteousness" mistaken? And why had he taken Xiao Yu to Gravity?
Putting aside these details, the core idea the author wanted to convey was already quite clear.
Brother... re licking isn’t enough!
Laozi has died yet again...
ng Lang sighed.
He was still sowhat presumptuous.
For a woman who had climbed out of hell, like-mindedness? Similar interests? Or the electric shock device he gave her?
Could these be reasons enough for her to obey him?
Not enough! Far from enough!
In the end, he was rely a bystander, watching the tragedy unfold from the sideline.
When encountering injustice, at most he could only vocally support justice, yet he hadn’t drawn his sword to help, and for a victim, these two were vastly different.
ng Lang flipped to another page of the book.
As expected, there was an easter egg!
Beyond the main content above, the book concluded with a dical paper, signed... startlingly by "Lin Xiaoyu."
This was truly a huge surprise.
Since "he" had included Xiaoyu’s paper, it indicated that her research was at least at the forefront of the field for that era.
At such a young age, to be called "promising" was fitting!
So... was this an unintended benefit?
Yesterday’s casual joke turned into a small sapling that has grown into a lush tree with the acceleration of ti, and with ti, couldn’t it grow into a towering tree?
Education! Indeed, it needs to start from childhood!
He rembered that in the "Late Justice" version, Lin Haitang once ntioned that Xiao Yu had chosen the International Detective Science Academy because of him, and she was already beginning to make her mark?
What embodies a scholastic champion? Being proficient in everything, that’s what it takes to be a scholastic champion!
Oh my goodness!
Did I just stumble upon a treasure of a girl?
He shifted his gaze to the slightly lengthy title of the thesis.
"Peripheral Blood Neurogenic Exosomal Synaptic Proteins Predicting Asymptomatic Alzheir’s Disease Technology (2038)"
As an amateur scientist for two years, ng Lang glanced over it briefly and indeed, it was a bit of a stretch to fully understand.
He could only vaguely understand that this was a cutting-edge dical technology capable of predicting Alzheir’s disease 3-4 years in advance.
This technology wasn’t much help in treating symptoms, but it could predict the onset of the disease.
Anyone with a bit of dical knowledge knows that diseases are best treated early when they are easiest to nip in the bud.
Therefore, this technology had significant aning for other Alzheir’s patients.
At least those wealthy people who always seem to misplace their phones wouldn’t hesitate to spend a small fortune to check if they would suffer from dentia later on.
Of course, for ng Lang, who already knew his physical condition, the utility wasn’t that significant.
However, it was still a good start.
"Gurgle~"
ng Lang touched his stomach, then stood up and brushed off the grass clippings from his clothes.
"Increased intestinal movent, louder bowel sounds... this ans, it’s ti to eat!"
...
Stepping out of the park, ng Lang walked while pondering over how to choose his future path.
From a technical standpoint, what lay before him was a pure "affinity" mission.
If successful, his affinity with Gao Yuan, a key figure with a "legendary template," would undoubtedly soar.
This ant he could exert greater influence over Changqing Biological, invest more resources in the future, and accelerate the research of Alzheir’s treatnt thods.
Although its success wasn’t guaranteed, this was the most feasible path to success for an ordinary person like ng Lang.
If it failed...
Refer to "The Old Man and the Sea" for details.
Choosing to act, whether successful or not, involved imnse risks.
Even if Xu Jingsong wouldn’t murder soone in broad daylight, ng Lang would undoubtedly enter the opponent’s "direct line of sight" and draw certain hostility.
The imdiate risk wasn’t as dire as facing Yuan Li’s gunpoint, but the subsequent potential risks were indeed nurous.
This did not align with his basic strategic policy of "Don’t be rash, hold on, you are a late-ga hero."
Of course, ng Lang could also choose not to put all his eggs in one basket.
Ahead lied a hell-mode dungeon, but stepping back offered opportunities not as profitable but with significantly less difficulty.
Without Changqing Biological, it wasn’t that he couldn’t develop dication for dentia.
"Never think that we can escape; every step we take determines the final outco, and our steps are leading towards the destiny we choose!"
Indeed, as another version of himself had said in a different dinsion, his choices tonight would impact his entire future.
Once again, he arrived at a crossroads of fate.
This ti, it was a balance between "benefit" and "risk," with perhaps so moral decisions mixed in.
He suddenly stopped walking, as two signs appeared in front of him at the street corner.
On the left: "Old Store Beef Offal Shop."
On the right: "Good to Co Vegetarian Restaurant."
ng Lang: "..."
Ordinary people are oblivious to their destiny’s track, so they wouldn’t realize.
Perhaps an inadvertent turn might an reaching the ends of the earth, maybe a look back signifies eting each other, maybe a goodbye ans never seeing each other again.
Perhaps turning left is Heaven, maybe turning right leads to Hell...
By the ti ordinary people recognize their fate, they may have already missed a chance to alter their destiny.
But ng Lang was different.
He was acutely aware that these were two distinctly different lives.
After pausing for a long while, ng Lang sighed softly and finally took a step to the right.
"Buddha said: ’If I don’t enter Hell, who will?’"
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