My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 178 - 149: When a Meteor Crosses the Sky

Chapter 178: Chapter 149: When a Meteor Crosses the Sky

"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 me... for us, it is the same.

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 time, nor shame for a mediocre existence.

At the moment 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 mental attitude, I finally stumbled out of my room somewhat 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.

Time has never promised anyone safe passage, nor has it ever left anyone completely deserted.

This world... it’s not just me 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 medical 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-time 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 immediately 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 came across an acquaintance at the hospital.

It was someone I had thought I might never cross paths with in this lifetime.

While we had never officially met, her distinctive teardrop mole allowed me to recognize her instantly.

"Ou Lu?"

"You know me?"

"Uh... no, I don’t."

"Ha! Definitely another guy trying to hit on me, right? Well, handsome, 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 mentioning.

Watching her receding back, I couldn’t help but marvel at the wonders of fate.

The chance of an average person meeting 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 something.

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 fermented, Xu Jingsong was attacked at the Group’s board meeting, challenging his position as General Manager.

Xu Bonian had no choice but to intervene personally, using thunderous means to suppress the issue, and the now-exposed Xu Bolin became the thorn in the eyes of father and son.

Following this, the infighting within the Xu family became 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 met the eye...

The expected thunderbolt also struck Chang Chun Biological.

Fines, bankruptcy, delisting—Chang Chun Biological became the first stock in the A-share market to be delisted for major legal violations.

Following the vaccine scandal, its stock price plummeted 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 development departments of the Rabies Vaccine.

What doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger!

...

Since venturing into the vaccine field, Changqing Biological’s development has been increasingly pleasing.

They have successively developed "African Z Vaccine for Pigs," "Alzheimer’s Disease Asymptomatic Stage Prediction," "Mengpo Soup 2.0 Enhanced Edition," and other advanced technologies.

Once the first two were commercialized, the company gained a steady stream of funds for additional research and development.

"Alzheimer’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 comes to scientific research, a few billion isn’t considered much, and sometimes even a few hundred billion may just make a splash.

Scientific research achievements appeared one after another; however, the expense of scientific research was truly astronomical, even affecting the normal development of Changqing Biological.

Facing my stubborn unilateralism, Gao Yuan chose to silently support me.

Yet, it was at this time that I realized I had been somewhat 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 me that decades might seem long, but I was in a race against time.

...

As the "Judgment Day" of 2043 approached, my actions became more and more radical.

I began to participate in clinical trials for Alzheimer’s disease and tried small doses of "Mengpo Soup 2.0" injections.

With the help of the drug, it took me 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 me 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 me, life is not a brief candle but a torch that I hold for the moment.

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 meaning 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 "Mengpo Soup 3.0".

However, just as I was joyous about this critical breakthrough, I noticed Xiao Yu’s often listless and unusual demeanor.

Under my questioning, Xiao Yu smiled and confessed that she had secretly injected "Mengpo 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 momentarily 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 equipment.

"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 me sooner."

"Knowing the future in advance is painful; telling you would have doubled that pain."

Helplessly, Xiao Yu sat down beside me, and we waited for "Judgment" 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 meteor streaked across it, making even the sun seem dim in that instant.

The phenomenon lasted only a brief moment before the meteor disappeared on the horizon.

I immediately laughed, "Me? I wanted to live like that meteor 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 me, 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 me.

The needle indicating the sound wave frequency trembled violently, drawing a chaotic yet uniquely rhythmed waveform.

Until I could no longer sustain the "overclocking" mode and my consciousness uncontrollably plunged into the abyss...]