My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 50 - 49 Revelation

Chapter 50: Chapter 49 Revelation

"Boss, how much for these ribs?"

"Fifteen per pound. Recently, pork has become cheap. We just got some pork belly that’s only ten bucks a pound. Would you like some, little sister?"

"I’ll take two pounds of ribs and a pound of pork belly."

"The young lady knows her stuff, eh? The ribs are indeed the tenderest. Here you go."

"Xiao Yu, buying groceries again?"

"Yes, Auntie, I want these lotus roots, lettuce, and some green onions and ginger."

"No problem. Here, that’ll be twelve yuan and eighty cents. Forget about the change, just give me ten."

"Thank you, Auntie~"

"Xiao Yu, we just got some winter bamboo shoots today, do you want to take a look? Take some to try, and if it’s good, you can come back for more tomorrow."

"..."

Meng Lang followed behind Xiao Yu, watching her skillfully pick and buy vegetables. Many of the vendors in the market even recognized her, so there was no need to haggle over prices.

It wasn’t long before Meng Lang walked out of the market carrying a bag of ingredients with Xiao Yu.

"Xiao Yu, after spending so much time with you, even I’m starting to admire you a bit..." Meng Lang said, gazing at Xiao Yu with puppy-dog eyes.

"Hehe! The uncles and aunties see I’m young, so they all take care of me."

"Handling groceries, cooking, tidying up the house, and acing your studies too. Is there anything you can’t do?"

"I can’t make money!" Xiao Yu said, as a matter of fact.

"So my sister is in charge of making money, and I take care of the household. She handles external affairs, and I take care of internal matters."

Meng Lang burst into laughter at this.

"By the way, Uncle, how did you persuade my sister?" Xiao Yu asked.

Meng Lang chuckled. "I just told her that her own taking and picking up is completely useless; if there really was a bad guy following her, she wouldn’t even notice. She can’t expect to walk around loudly reciting the Criminal Law to scare away the bad guys, right?

So she needed to find someone with strong counter-surveillance skills, someone trustworthy. Other than me, who else could it be?"

"Haha! Uncle, you’re really something." Xiao Yu laughed merrily, then asked curiously.

"Uncle, do you really have those counter-surveillance skills? I’ve only seen that on TV."

Meng Lang smirked slyly and said with pretended profundity.

"Mengzi said, ’It cannot be said, it cannot be said!’"

The two of them walked home with laughter and conversation, but what they didn’t realize was that a sneaky shadow flashed by behind them...

...

"Click!" The door opened.

"Uncle, I’ll go cook, you can sit in the living room for a while."

"Alright! Go ahead, go ahead."

Meng Lang made himself at home, dropping off the items in the kitchen before plumping down on the living room sofa.

He actually wanted to help, but they couldn’t eat noodles every day, could they?

If he went in, he might just make it more difficult for Xiao Yu to recover, so it was better to sit back and comfortably be a freeloader.

Understanding self-service child-rearing of the post-90s generation for a moment.

Living off parents is a form of indolence, but living off the younger generation is preparing the future pillars of the country for hardship and toil...

That was the only way he could console himself.

Sounds of cooking utensils clanking soon emanated from the kitchen, and Meng Lang found a comfortable position before pulling a book out from the inside pocket of his coat.

Catching up with updates is always urgent on the first day, filled with impatience.

After a few days with each plot twist being dramatic, the anticipation remained high.

A month later, once you get the hang of an author’s update patterns, you follow at a moderate pace.

Once the novelty wears off, you come to understand that whether you follow or not, the updates are there, neither increasing nor decreasing. That’s when we start to take a more relaxed approach...

"Apocalypse"

Hmm? This title is pretty interesting... Meng Lang casually flipped open the book.

He had figured out his own pattern when it came to naming. The book’s title would require retrospective reflection after reading, and often should not be interpreted based on preconceptions.

That quirky sense of humor... never mind, you don’t insult one of your own.

[When the Apocalypse came, I thought I would be a Saint.

When the Apocalypse was lost, I realized I was just a mere mortal...

On March 29, 2018, a person self-named ’Yan Lihua’ tailed me, and I could no longer anticipate the enemy’s moves in advance.

Seeing the smug look on their face, I deeply realized that I had ultimately fallen back to the ordinary world...

Some say that every man, no matter how hard he gazes at the stars or conquers the sea, will eventually return to the ordinary, all in the name of growth.

Feeling lost is inevitable, but life must go on.

Working is essential, purely for self-interest, why not enjoy it?

This may have become my lifelong belief.

My body will eventually perish, but my soul can be entrusted...

I’ve started to care about grains and vegetables.

In August 2018, the African Z virus flowed in, and the second brother faced the most severe crisis of extermination in history!

The domestic output of live pigs directly decreased by 40%, and by the end of the year, pork market prices soared to 20 yuan, doubling in price.

In 2019, the price of pork continued to soar, reaching a historic high of 40 yuan in some regions.

The pig farm back home was also affected, suffering serious losses. Dad was on the verge of tears, wringing his hands in despair!

It wasn’t the money he cared about, but the hard-won food.

That year’s Spring Festival, there was no radish to stew, and the vermicelli felt very lonely.

However, I could only act as a bystander and a recorder, sighing at the hardships faced by ordinary people.

With the desire to slay the bandits, yet powerless to turn back the heavens...

I started to pay more attention to diseases and medical care.

"Chronicles of the X War (Science Popularization Edition)" was released on B website, but unfortunately, the response was meager, and it was quickly forgotten by the public, failing to attract attention.

So I decided to use capital leverage to pry at fate...

By 2020, my total assets had grown geometrically by being in the right place at the right time.

However, even though I donated tens of millions continuously, I still couldn’t change the outcome for that girl, which I hold as a lifelong regret.

I moved all of Country Hua, but not fate...

In 2021, I saw a piece of news, a flight from Su City to Beijing, "SU XXXX," encountered a bird strike, resulting in the captain falling into a coma...

I couldn’t help but lament the fickle nature of human fate even more, and from then on, I developed a "fear of flying".

Having seen diseases ravage and experienced departures and deaths, I cherished life even more and began to ponder how to start from the bottom to promote the progress of medical technology.

Conventional methods only treated the symptoms but not the root cause, the key to a permanent solution was still in vaccines!

After deep contemplation, I had a bold idea...

The threshold for human vaccines was too high, and the technology too sensitive. Why not start with the second brother as an entry point?

I began to collect relevant information and learned that "gene deletion attenuated live vaccines" were considered the most promising technological route for the African Z vaccine.

And so, I began to wait...

In 2030, our country’s scientists used the first isolated strain of the African Z virus, Pig/HLJ/2018, as a framework, using homologous recombination technology to construct a series of recombinant viruses with different gene deletions (see figure).

Through systematic pathogenicity, immunogenicity, and immune protection trials in pigs, a strain with 17 gene deletions (HLJ/18-17GD) was finally selected.

Experiments proved that it fully met the safety standards for live attenuated vaccines, providing 95% effective immune protection against the lethal attacks of the African Z virus!

This vaccine strain could be cultured efficiently in SPF pig primary bone marrow cells.

The primary cells from a healthy piglet could produce at least 200,000 doses of the vaccine, fully capable of large-scale production.

Humanity had once again defeated an enemy!

And for me, I had found the perfect entry point into the medical industry!

In order to accumulate experience, I bought into Changqing Biological, which had eluded me back then, at a high price to research the African Z virus vaccine and personally got involved in company management.

In 2033, the company went bankrupt.

Mysteries do not prevent disaster; spending does not alter fate; without Apocalypse, I am ultimately just a mortal...

Deprived of the support of capital, relieved of the inexplicable responsibilities on my shoulders, I found myself living more comfortably.

Although my life plan was not perfect, the good thing is I know I’m not fighting alone, others will continue to carry the burden and move forward.

If there is any regret, perhaps it’s the mystery of Apocalypse itself.

The secret hidden within the "Revelations" must be tucked away in some corner of the planet...

With such conjectures, I began traveling around the globe.

I’ve experienced a cruise ship sunset at sea, seen the landscapes along the Huo-Europe Express Route, visited the romantic Earth Country, and climbed the Dubai Tower in Saudi Arabia.

However, the pursuit of the mysterious came to an abrupt end in 2038.

Because I was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease...

It felt like a long farewell to life.

Gradually forgetting the people and things around me, previous memories, and past experiences.

The brain, as if ruthlessly erased by an eraser bit by bit...

Fate played a joke on me once again, and this time, I was still helpless to resist.

From body to spirit, the world’s malice towards me was all-encompassing!

Science cannot explain such matters, so like many great scientists before me, at the end of life, I turned to the study of "theology".

What exactly is "Revelations"? Is it the work of man or God?

It once appeared like a striking vision, then vanished into the long river of history.

So... am I truly the only witness?

How did Tang Seng safely get through the ninety-nine-eights of tribulations on his journey to gather scriptures?

What mysteries lie within the legendary River Map and Luo Book?

Where exactly does the Bible come from...

My train of thought was suddenly interrupted, as my sister-in-law called me out to eat. It was my favorite pork rib and lotus root soup.

These profound and unresolved mysteries...

I think... who was I going to tell?]