As someone who was once a part of the virtual world, he felt it was particularly meaningful to end his life today.
He drank a bottle of green medicine, closed his eyes, prayed softly, and waited for the medicine to take effect.
The sins he and his sister committed can finally be wiped away.
After praying, he took out a treasured photo album of Chu Meng and lit it with candles one by one. As time passed, Chu Meng left less and less behind in this world, with only a few photos remaining.
Now these photos can also disappear.
When the last photo was being taken, Chu Xing's eyes widened suddenly.
It was a photo he had never seen before. In the photo, Chu Meng was in her forties or fifties, with short hair that reached her ears. She looked intellectual and elegant, with a gentle smile on her face.
The photo has a caption that reads: "Dear brother, I'm sorry, but I succeeded."
I succeeded?
Chu Xing's heart clenched. He suddenly remembered a time when he visited Chu Meng's laboratory, and Chu Meng pointed to a transparent glass dome and said, "Do you know what's inside this?"
It was completely empty inside.
Only when you open your eyes wide after waking up can you see tiny particles, or even smaller than dust particles, flying in the air.
"Can't you see it?" Chu Meng said with a smile.
Chu Xing nodded, then shook his head.
Chu Meng sighed with some regret, "I've already put in a lot of effort to get even a little bit out, and this little bit has already cost me a lot of money."
"What's this?"
“The spirit of the number.”
"What is it used for?" Chu Xing had never heard of such a thing before.
Chu Meng smiled and said, "This is a pleasant surprise. I discovered it by chance. This thing can digitize living things. Isn't that amazing?"
"It's amazing." Chu Xing nodded seriously. "But what's it used for?" He was also intrigued, having never seen anything like it before.
"What's the use? Haha!" Chu Meng laughed, her laughter filled with doting affection for her younger brother, so Chu Xing didn't feel offended at all. "Do you think if I had a number spirit the size of a bullet, and I aimed it at someone and fired it, wouldn't it instantly digitize them?"
What will happen after digitalization?
Chu Meng then pointed to a glass cover next to her.
"Do you see that over there?"
There was a leaf inside that glass dome.
But Chu Meng definitely didn't show him leaves.
Chu Meng continued, "There's an insect there that was touched by the Spirit of Numbers and then disappeared. But do you see the leaves? There are several wormholes, which means it's still alive, even though we can't see it. This insect was touched by the Spirit of Numbers more than a year ago. The average lifespan of an insect is only a dozen days, but it's still alive. Isn't that amazing?"
His face, upon waking, suddenly became eerie.
Chu Meng burst into laughter, tears welling up in her eyes. "You actually believe that?!"
He woke up and left without a word.
Is lying funny?
...
Memories of the past, like smoke, surface one by one in my mind.
Chu Xing strained to open her cloudy eyes, making sure she wasn't seeing things. In the photo, Chu Meng was smiling radiantly, with short hair. In her memory, Chu Meng always had long hair; she had never had short hair like this before.
That's not a lie, it's true, she really made the Spirit Bullet.
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