My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 190 - 158 The Scribe

Chapter 190: Chapter 158 The Scribe

The first time I got shot, I was paralyzed.

This time it’s even worse, a bullet straight to the soul...

Meng Lang rubbed his cheek, struggling to emerge from the sudden shadow of death.

Who on Earth killed me?

Based on the description, it must have been a top sniper who took me out from a distance.

It doesn’t matter who killed me; what matters is, who is the mastermind behind it?

There are plenty of suspects; since Changqing Biological has reached a level of global attention, it has surely disrupted the interests of many.

Not to mention something as sensitive as "over-frequency drugs" for military use.

Imagine, both sides are fighting a street battle, and just as one side is suppressing the other, someone injects themselves with a shot, and suddenly their speed, strength, and agility skyrocket.

Then it’s a spree of one, two, three kills, ending in a frenzied massacre... and ultimately becoming invincible...

Who wouldn’t break down in the face of that?

It’s a bit of a disruption to the rules of the battlefield.

So as a key technology provider, Meng Lang must have already made it onto the watch lists of many forces.

Changqing Biological’s competitors or some national forces manipulated by capital interests, whether for financial gain or strategic reasons, all have motives to assassinate me.

Besides... according to the book, I took a risk in 2038 and leaked the message of "Madman’s Doomsday"...

If the reason for my assassination is the former, it’s not too hard to figure out, it’s just a bunch of foolish Earth people blinded by their interests holding me back.

Meng Lang could only curse in his heart and spit in frustration... "Idiots! Digging your own graves!"

But if it’s the latter...

What’s the reason for the person behind the scenes to assassinate me?

To prevent public panic by keeping the matter secret?

Or is it that... they actually don’t want to stop the end from coming?

I was already the only "eye witness" with knowledge of it, and even with such importance, I was still killed.

Was it because the organization didn’t value me enough, or despite valuing me, they couldn’t protect me?

With too many possibilities and too few clues, Meng Lang’s mind was flooded with conspiracy theories, but in the end, he couldn’t come up with a reliable conclusion.

He quickly gave up on these futile speculations.

"Fate... doesn’t accept the surrender of ants..." Meng Lang sighed helplessly.

To leak the divine secrets to gauge the human response to the apocalypse, or even rely on others to save the world, is undoubtedly a way of entrusting one’s fate to other hands.

To say it’s a compromise with fate isn’t an exaggeration.

And it turns out, those who surrender... do not die a good death.

Just as the saying goes, what you can’t get on the battlefield, you can’t get at the negotiating table...

"If I go solo I’m a goner, bunching up to fight as a team... ends even worse. Where exactly is the problem?"

Meng Lang was at a loss.

In fact, he had considered making the "Doomsday" public, as after all, two heads are better than one.

Why should I bear all the sorrow alone?

He could guarantee that many of his former "brothers" had also tried more than once to leak it through various anonymous avenues, yet nothing about this was mentioned in the autobiography.

Why? Because no one believed it!

Everybody knows that anonymous reports have a vastly different impact compared to those made with real identities.

In this day and age, if you want your report to go viral and get likes, don’t you need to hold up your ID card on camera?

Oh, you casually make a doomsday announcement online, and the big bullies would rush to send hundreds of nukes skyward to obliterate an asteroid just grazing Earth into bits and pieces?

Is that likely?

Wipe out one as it comes, two as they pair up – is the Earth’s nuclear arsenal so exhaustible that it could entertain humanity with a few firework shows?

Moreover, the asteroid is just a small, inconsequential rock passing Earth – a fleeting encounter, nothing more than a nod of acquaintance, with a sign on its chest reading, "I’m innocent," "Just passing by," or "Comet, Earth Friendly."

Faced with such a seemingly harmless and clueless comet, who could make themselves destroy it!

The so-called anonymous reporting can at best only add some poorly crafted material to Earth’s doomsday entertainment culture.

Not to mention, just type "Doomsday" into the search box, and the news that pops up could show you "a hundred ways for humankind to die"!

And it’s the kind of list that you can’t finish in three days and nights!

Things like 2012, The Matrix, Resident Evil, The Day After Tomorrow...

Bored Earthlings who have nothing better to do than eat, sleep, and play all day have developed various doomsday parties and Doomsday Churches...

If one day your neighbor suddenly starts digging bunkers or hoarding food, don’t be surprised – they will also encourage you to exercise more, learn swimming, and be prepared for harsh cold environments.

Don’t linger on the sea, stay away from island countries, coastal cities, earthquake fault zones, and volcanic regions.

Try to learn as many languages as possible to make it easier to communicate for help – English, French, Spanish, especially Tibetan!

If there are job openings related to constructing something in the Himalayas, don’t think about the salary – do your best to land the job!

Earthlings, it seems, behave as if the end of the world isn’t real, and without it, living had no hope whatsoever!

With so much energy to spare, Earthlings have scheduled their demise down to the last detail, leaving no room for Meng Lang’s truth...

He estimated that if he put up "Madman’s Doomsday" online, it would definitely be treated as a mashup genre of "Asteroid Catastrophe + Resident Evil."

If a director took interest, it might even have a chance to turn into a B-movie?

For all this, Meng Lang, with no strength left to mock, could only say...

Kids! Can you please take this seriously?