“Ding ding ding—”
The alarm clock was vibrating on the bedside table. The black-haired, white-skinned boy was hugging a dark blue quilt with most of his body exposed to the air. His white T-shirt was turned up, revealing his flexible and white waist.
The extremely irritating noise startled the young man and he frowned, but he did not open his eyes. Instead, he buried his head further into the pillow and said in a hoarse voice: "Changjiang, turn off the indoor voice control system and refuse all visitors."
As soon as he finished speaking, the alarm stopped ringing, the frown under the pillow relaxed, and he was about to fall asleep again in a daze.
However, within a second, the "drip drip drip" sound rang out again. Even with the obstruction of the pillow, its power was not weakened at all. The boy on the bed turned over and sat up suddenly.
"Changjiang, I said I would refuse all visits..."
Jiang Chen blinked his half-open eyes, his face froze for a moment, and then he frowned a little.
"Liao Zhe?" He looked around and said coldly, "Don't joke around. I can't change my mind. Holographic vision is useless to me. Let's retreat."
“Ding ding ding ding—”
"Liao Zhe?"
Jiang Chen tightened his grip on the quilt, then subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to call the guard through the computer. However, when he looked down, he only saw a white and slender wrist. There was a thread on the rolled-up cuff of the long sleeve that was still hanging limply on his wrist.
——This was not his hand, and the confidential military computer on his wrist had disappeared.
That was the latest optical computer developed by the Alliance. Except for the special forces and the senior personnel of the Empire's First Research Institute, no one knew about the existence and power of this optical computer. The wearer of this optical computer would have a chip implanted in it. If the optical computer leaves the wrist, it would automatically explode and open a layer of protective film for the owner that could block an attack from the S1 mecha.
If it was just a prank, it would be impossible to separate his optical computer. As one of the main developers of this optical computer, Jiang Chen was very confident about this.
That's why his face really darkened.
Jiang Chen carefully looked around the surroundings again, and with a flash of lightning in his mind, he finally found the reason for the strange sense of familiarity after opening his eyes.
This place... looks very much like where he lived in his first life before his senior year of high school.
But how is this possible? No one in the empire knows the furnishings of the room, which are so vague in his memory, let alone making it look so realistic. For example, the green ivy by the window has never been recorded in the imperial plant encyclopedia and does not exist in objective reality. Even if it is a projection of the mind, after two lifetimes, he would not remember a plain potted plant in such detail.
While Jiang Chen was thinking, there was a knock on the door.
"Chenchen." The gentle female voice was like this room, familiar yet strange: "The alarm has rung many times. If you don't get up, you'll be late."
There was no response, the alarm clock in the room continued to ring, and the knocking on the door outside became increasingly anxious.
"Chenchen?" The woman raised her voice: "Chenchen, are you up? Mommy is coming in!"
As he spoke, the doorknob turned and the wooden door was gently pushed open.
Jiang Chen's brain was working rapidly and he had already come up with a guess based on the actual situation. However, this guess was so unbelievable that before he could recover from his emotions, he looked up and saw the beautiful but haggard face of his mother in his first life.
Or maybe it shouldn’t be called mother, it can only be called adoptive mother.
Recalling the novel and its contents that suddenly appeared in his room after the first joint meeting, as well as the strange conversation he heard when he died in his first life, Jiang Chen did not care about anything else and urgently needed to confirm whether his guess was correct.
Seeing his son rushing to the bathroom as soon as he got up, Yang Si felt relieved. He shook his head and said, "You're still lying in bed at this age."
In the bathroom, Jiang Chen looked at the very familiar face in the mirror in astonishment. Professor Jiang, who was said to be able to change the world with every minute of thinking, got the expected answer, but his mind went blank.
What exactly happened?
Jiang Chen turned on the faucet, and the sounds outside the door passed by his ears vaguely as if through a layer. The sound of the water was regular and inclusive, blocking out other sounds. He gradually calmed down and began to unravel the cause.
When he just woke up, he heard a shrill ringtone and saw everything retro, and thought it was just Liao Zhe's prank.
His house was set up with the highest level of intelligent protection. The only person who could enter his house was Liao Zhe, who had recorded his iris and the secret key built into the optical computer. Liao Zhe happened to be the leading researcher of holographic vision. His guess at the time was in line with common sense and Liao Zhe's personality of often playing pranks. But now everything proves that holographic vision cannot be so realistic.
The joint meeting a few days ago was about the authority setting of the new generation of artificial intelligence. At the end of that meeting, the debate ended unpleasantly over whether artificial intelligence should be given an emotional index. The factions that supported giving artificial intelligence a certain degree of decision-making power and those that opposed letting artificial intelligence judge human behavior argued fiercely, each with their own reasons. Although Jiang Chen had the decision-making power, he had always been neutral and there was no chance of offending anyone.
Even if they want him to change his stance, they should mainly use bribery as it will not benefit those people in any way to anger him. Therefore, there is no possibility that factional struggles will accidentally injure him, causing him to die and return to his first life.
Then, there was the book that had mysteriously appeared in his bedroom.
The situation before him was too strange, but to Jiang Chen, it didn't seem that difficult to accept.
Jiang Chen still remembers the shock and anxiety he felt when he was reborn in the body of a fatherless and motherless little kid less than three years old in the 75th year of the Star Calendar after his death in his first life.
At first, he would recall his past life, ponder the strange conversation he heard before he died, and worry about how his relatives would accept reality after his death. However, that world had too much knowledge that he needed to relearn and too many areas that he wanted to understand, so after a brief period of caution and fear, he quickly accepted his new identity and realized his dream step by step.
It was a brand new era, but it was the best era for him.
Just when he had completely integrated into the new world and, as one of the leading researchers in artificial intelligence, was about to launch an artificial intelligence revolution that would change the world and all human lives, God played a joke on him and sent him back to his first life.
Jiang Chen pulled the corner of his mouth, but found that he couldn't laugh.
He looked at the mirror expressionlessly, nameless anger surging in his chest. He took a deep breath and had to accept reality.
"Minister?"
There was a knock on the bathroom door, and the person knocking sounded worried and urgent.
Jiang Chen pursed his lips and his tense body relaxed.
At least it's not completely without benefits.
He looked at the frosted door of the bathroom with a complicated look, and when he thought of the contents of the book, his eyes became firmer.
Since he has returned to this world again and was reborn in high school, it must be destined for him to verify whether the novel called "Dominating Life" is true, and to find out whether the car accident that caused his death at the age of 25 was an accident or man-made.
More importantly, those things in the previous life had not happened yet, and he still had time to prevent all the tragedies that befell his parents, so that the family would no longer be displaced and could return to their original warmth and happiness.
There was only the sound of running water in the bathroom. Yang Si became worried. She raised her hand and knocked on the door again, "Chenchen, have you finished brushing your teeth? Breakfast is ready."
"I see." Jiang Chen opened the door and saw a woman who was a head shorter than him and had a worried look on her face. His eyes gradually warmed up: "Mom, go eat first. I'll be there soon."
"Okay." Yang Si breathed a sigh of relief when she saw his calm expression, and said with a smile, "Mom made you your favorite beef pie. It's just cool enough for you to come out after brushing your teeth. It's crispy on the outside and soft on the inside."
The name of the dish he hadn't heard for a long time made Jiang Chen dazed for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his lips: "Thank you, Mom."
After washing up, the beef pie on the table was indeed the best time to eat it. He sat down opposite Yang Si, took a sip of milk, and asked after putting it down, "Where's Dad?"
"Your father..." Yang Si's smile faded a little, and he said softly: "Dad still can't accept that he is no longer Chenchen's superman. He is a little shy and a little sad, so he is not willing to appear in front of us for the time being. Can you forgive Dad for ignoring you during this period of time?"
Jiang Chen pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Mom, I'm not a child anymore, don't coax me like this."
Upon hearing this, Yang Si's smile deepened, but in just a moment, it dimmed again, and he said, "Even when you grow up, you will still be your parents' beloved son. Don't worry, Chenchen. No matter what happens at home, your parents will protect you. You don't have to worry about the family's financial situation. There is only one thing you need to do, and that is to study hard. Do you understand?"
Looking at the gentle smiling face opposite him, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered that at this time in his first life, his mother had said something similar. But how could he ignore the fact that his high-spirited parents were gradually becoming haggard? Moreover, what happened at home later made it impossible for him to concentrate on class.
"Mom." Jiang Chen put down his chopsticks and said calmly but seriously, "I'm already seventeen, and will soon be eighteen. I should shoulder all the responsibilities of the family together with you. You can't treat me like a child anymore."
Without waiting for Yang Si to speak, Jiang Chen continued: "And I am very willing to share all this with you and Dad. We are a family, aren't we?"
"right."
The person who spoke was not Yang Si, but Jiang Zhuo who had been nowhere to be seen.
He maneuvered his wheelchair towards the dining table. The tall man looked haggard, but his smile was gentle. He said with a smile, "Dad was wrong. I have been immersed in my own emotions for a while and have not considered Mom and you. Dad apologizes to you."
"dad!"
Jiang Chen stood up, but choked up a little when he spoke. During the twenty years in the interstellar world, he had always been very calm and rarely had any emotional fluctuations. But at this moment, he didn't know whether it was because the emotions of this seventeen-year-old body were easily volatile, or because of the sudden excitement of seeing his father again after two lifetimes, which made his eyes red unconsciously.
"It's beef pie." Jiang Zhuo stopped at the table and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since our family had a good breakfast like this. Now that we have eaten this meal together, all the bad things that happened before are over. From now on, our family of three will start a new life, okay?"
Jiang Chen and Yang Si looked at each other and agreed at the same time.
The breakfast was warm but short. By the time Jiang Chen finished eating, it was almost too late to go to school.
"Go quickly." Yang Si straightened the collar of Jiang Chen's school uniform and said with a smile, "Be happy at school."
Jiang Chen looked at his parents who had seen him off to the door, their eyes full of worry. He recalled how they looked in his first life when he was seventeen and nothing happened at home. He smiled with his eyes squinting and showing his big white teeth, "Don't worry, goodbye, Mom and Dad."
As the two of them put aside some of their worries, Jiang Chen closed the door, stood there for a while with no expression on his face, and then went downstairs and left.
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