Chapter 7: Nine Months
After being disciplined by Su Hao with a broom, Luo Chaoxin once again deeply realized that he was the weakest one in this household. He couldn't rely on the room full of monster toys to stand up against his "brother," this powerful demon. Even his parents, who usually doted on him, refused to say a word for him in front of his brother. His brother was just too formidable. When would he be able to defeat him and become the true master of this house?
Su Hao returned to his room and sat in front of the computer, lost in thought.
He was already fifteen years old this year. The curse that haunted him in his previous life, which caused him to die before the age of five, seemed to have vanished. Since surviving the incident at the kindergarten, his life had been smooth sailing without any life-threatening dangers. With this trajectory, he might be able to live a magnificent life in this world, achieve fame and success, and become a genius figure leaving a profound mark in human history.
And that was the kind of life he desired. In his previous life, where he had nothing, he hoped his life would be filled with excitement—having endless money, endless romantic encounters, being able to do whatever he wanted, uphold his own sense of justice, and make his name resound throughout the world.
So far, everything seemed to be perfect.
He possessed almost inexhaustible wealth, countless girls, aunties, and women coveted his beauty. He could do whatever he wanted, including teaching that annoying Luo Chaoxin a lesson. No one would stop him, not even his parents. His words were idolized by countless people, and his sense of justice was shared by many. Though his fame had not yet spread across the world, with a little more time, by adapting the classics and famous music of Earth, his name would surely resonate worldwide.
Thinking of this, Su Hao burst into laughter.
Indeed, such a carefree and fulfilling life was exactly what he wanted. This was the life he had yearned for on Earth. Here, all his dreams could come true, one by one.
Of course, he couldn't be too idle. While achieving success in this world, he also wanted to give something back to it, within his means.
"I need to leave something behind in this world. I can't just come here to freeload," Su Hao said.
What Su Hao meant by leaving something behind wasn't merely the books or music he brought from Earth. He wanted to genuinely contribute to the development of human civilization in this world, bringing a better life to as many people as possible through his efforts.
"But this matter can't be rushed. With my current knowledge, it's far from enough. There's still so much to learn. And limited by my knowledge, the Universal Light is still too basic, with computation capabilities using vector processors. If I can learn about quantum processors, I can significantly enhance Xiao Guang's computing power, optimizing the entire system."
"So, my knowledge is still too limited. The current task is still to learn. Xiao Guang, join the Quantum Mechanics Learning Program."
"The Quantum Mechanics Learning Program is being established."
"Gathering basic information on quantum mechanics."
"Breaking down the fundamentals of quantum mechanics."
"Optimizing the process."
"The Quantum Mechanics Learning Program has been successfully established!"
"Study for two hours per day, lasting for three months."
...
A year later, Su Hao was sixteen years old and already held a doctoral degree. He had gained significant recognition in the academic field.
Throughout this year, thanks to Su Hao's numerous optimizations, Xiao Guang's computing power had greatly improved. The ball space had been optimized once again, no longer resembling a spaceship control room. Instead, Su Hao designed it to resemble an ordinary leisure living room. However, this leisure living room could change its appearance freely according to his mood—meadows, deserts, beaches, snowy mountains, the sky—anything he could think of, he could set it up.
With a single thought, he could access the most recent logs. He could even conjure a book in his hand, containing the contents he wanted to view.
In addition, his adapted version of the new book, "Harry Potter," was a bestseller worldwide. He also planned to write a book called "Chronicles of the Era of Primordial Chaos" based on Chinese mythology. However, due to the constraints of time, he had yet to start writing it. His new piano composition, "Rain's Impression," had also gained worldwide popularity.
He engaged in these activities not for money but to give back to this world, enriching the lives of its people in the realm of spirituality.
At present, he had the right to say, just like Ma Moyun, "I'm not interested in money."
So far, everything seemed to be perfect and going smoothly. Soon, he would come of age and openly enjoy playing games with those beautiful young ladies.
Until one day, while deeply immersed in his studies, Su Hao suddenly experienced severe abdominal pain, dizziness, and collapsed on his desk.
After an unknown period, Luo Chaoxin burst into Su Hao's room with his new small armored vehicle, honking loudly. Armed with new equipment, he once again challenged his "Brother Demon King." However, no matter how the armored vehicle flaunted itself around his brother, it elicited no response. So, Luo Chaoxin, daringly, fired a grenade at Su Hao with his new weapon, a rocket launcher.
The projectile landed lightly on Su Hao's body, falling to the ground. However, his brother remained motionless. Normally, if this had happened, his brother, the Demon King, would have already grabbed Luo Chaoxin by the collar, lifted him up, and thrown him out of the room. Perplexed, Luo Chaoxin quickly got out of the vehicle, removed his explosive helmet, and pushed Su Hao forcefully. However, Su Hao didn't move an inch.
Luo Chaoxin realized that something was wrong. He quickly jumped back into his armored vehicle and drove away, activating the alarm bell on the vehicle.
"Beep, beep..."
He shouted loudly, "Mom, mom, I defeated my brother!"
After a while with no response, he changed his words, "Mom, mom, my brother isn't moving!"
...
When Su Hao woke up again, he found himself in a hospital lying on a bed. His parents, Luo Shengrong and Huang Shujun, looked at him with concern. Huang Shujun had red eyes, her tears smudging her makeup. However, the moment Su Hao woke up, she gave him a radiant smile.
"Xiaohui, you're awake. Are you hungry? Mom has prepared some fruits for you. If you're hungry, have some first."
Little Luo Chaoxin leaned on both hands, propped on the edge of the bed, staring at him with his bright eyes.
He immediately realized that he must have fallen ill. But everything had been fine. How did he end up falling ill?
He took the apple that Huang Shujun handed to him, took a bite, and his consciousness immediately entered the ball space, flipping through the logs.
"2 years, 7 months, 8 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 0 seconds.
"Universal Light 2.1 update completed, optimizing system display interface, optimizing resource cross-search function.
"69% coverage and analysis of Chinese
vocabulary.
"Studying 'Semiconductor Materials,' current progress at 3%.
...
"Sudden bodily function abnormality. You have fallen into a coma. Comparing data... Insufficient information, additional data needed...
...
"Hospital examination results: Pancreatic cancer.
Detailed report as follows:
...
"Estimated survival time: Nine months.
..."
Su Hao looked at the log and was immediately dumbfounded, his thoughts entering a vacuum state.
(Translated by begs)