"At the early stage of gastric cancer, there is indeed a chance of cure, but now it has deteriorated to the middle stage of gastric cancer, the possibility of cure has decreased, but it is still possible if you continue to actively treat..."
"No, I choose to leave the hospital."
It took more than two hours for Xu Zhi to step out of the hospital. After a period of chemotherapy, his hair thinned and fell off, his body was pale and rickety, and he was in an extremely sick condition.
In the early stage of cancer, if you actively cooperate with the treatment, there is a possibility of cure. In the middle stage, the survival rate is extremely low.
There is no need for treatment anymore.
He meditated silently.
Xu Zhi's ability is not low, and he works in a large foreign company, but now more than half of the 500,000 to 600,000 deposits he saved in four or five years have been consumed. He has been busy for several years, but in the end it was nothing.
He bought a high-speed rail ticket, dragged his suitcase, and went all the way back to the countryside of his hometown, Dongcheng.
There is a hometown of Dashan who hasn't come back for a year. There is an orchard garden with an independent door in his home.
Their family used to own mines in the village, and they contracted more than 100 acres of fruit trees behind the yard.
However, half a year ago, the market price of lychee was too low, and there were too many rotten warehouses. They were tricked again, saying that there was a channel to solve the slow sales. In the end, they spent money to ask for help and were cheated of too much money, resulting in nearly a loss. Millions, nothing to return, my parents also collapsed with anger half a year ago, and can't get up again.
Now there is no one to take care of the orchard, and the hired workers have all gone. The orchard has become barren, the trees have been cut down, and only weeds are left on the ground.
Unlocked, pushed open the door, a puff of dust came.
The farm life he was familiar with since he was a child came into view. He put down his luggage in the room, planning to spend the rest of his life in his hometown and return to rural life.
swish swish...
He suddenly heard a strange sound.
"Who? It seems that something is ringing in the yard?" He stood up and came to the empty orchard yard. Among the weeds, he saw a black beetle the size of a bowl.
"It's really dark, what kind of insect is this?"
Xu Zhi stretched out his hand.
brush-
In an instant, his mind was sucked into the black shell of the worm, and brought into a vast history of race.
It was a long history of the Zerg's rise, a kind of ancient insect that appeared from a green planet equivalent to the biological explosion in the Cambrian era of our earth. They gave birth to their own wisdom, developed technology, and their huge reproductive ability and potential allowed them to go to the starry sky. When the technology reached the top, the Zerg knew that they were living in a barren and low-level world.
In the end, they broke through a certain dimension and entered a higher-level unimaginable fantasy world, the world of longevity, but they were defeated in an instant, and the loss seemed to be taken for granted.
In the worm nest, the queen mother of the previous generation left a message full of regrets:
"The evolution of creatures doesn't mean that the bigger the bigger, the more powerful it is. The right way is to be strong."
"We went wrong at the beginning. The more we evolve, the bigger we are, the wrong way. The smaller the body, the more we have the foundation for qualitative energy change... We lost, no matter who becomes the next generation of hive queen, we will replace you." I will go to the Longevity Realm again!"
... ... .
Soon, Xu Zhi discovered that he had taken over the nest. From the memory of the Zerg he had obtained, this great aggressive race had only one race ability.
"Ultrafast cell division?"
The ability of the Zerg race is to shorten the lifespan of their race in a short period of time and accelerate the cell division speed of creatures, making their race like a stamen, born, bloom, grow, wither, and die instantly.
In memory, the Zerg brood is a fortress of war.
As long as the brood produces cells—spores, put them on a desolate planet, and start "ultra-high-speed cell division", within a few years, those cells will multiply crazily, evolve brand new species one by one, and become one of the troops of the brood. one.
"This race has infinite possibilities."
Thinking of this, Xu Zhi became uneasy.
The long-term illness and the torture of chemotherapy made Xu Zhi feel physically and mentally exhausted, and even began to wonder what the purpose of his boring life was. Now before he died, something curious happened suddenly.
Biological evolution and processes.
"The previous generation of Zerg queens put spores in barren planets, multiplied and evolved countless races, and built worlds. However, I don't have a planet, but I can use this ability to build a small evolutionary sand table in my orchard. play for fun?"
"With this Zerg brood and war fortress, I can build mountains, oceans, and rivers in this orchard, and create an ultra-small sand table, allowing countless Zerg spores and single-celled organisms to evolve countless species...."
"It feels like a sandbox game—my world, and if I can create a world, evolve a civilization, and countless races, maybe I can find a solution to my cancer from this civilized world?"
Xu Zhi became excited: Is this probably an adventure?
Cancer, which is incurable in modern times, may be his last hope of survival.
"I have to quickly build a sand table and buy tools for plowing the land!" Xu Zhi found a dusty tricycle in the corner of his hometown's farm, panting like a bald old man, hollowed out by chemotherapy His body struggled to drive out into the town.
Then, he spent 30,000 to 40,000 yuan in his savings, brought back a bunch of farm equipment and instruments, returned to the courtyard, and began to decorate with joy.
He does not have a planet, only an orchard of more than one hundred acres for him to build a sand table world,
Another group of workers helped clear the weeds and trees in the orchard. After turning it into a flat land, he picked up a hoe himself, like a farmer digging a hole, and shaped super-small soil mountains, freshwater rivers, caves, and other fields. A barren sandbox terrain.
Then I took out the high-temperature injector I bought, and grilled the whole sand table inch by inch at high temperature to clean up potential plants and animals, so as to prevent the ready-made earth creatures from affecting the evolution of spore species... .
Microbes don't need to pay attention to it, and it's hard to pay attention to it. They will be devoured by Zerg genes and evolve into new earth species.
"The origin of species is the ocean. I have to build a huge ocean, sea water."
In the orchard, his parents originally built a small fish pond. After thinking about it, he spent a lot of money to hire a few workers to help, continue to open the fish pond, dig soil and irrigate, build an artificial shallow pond, and pour it into the orchard. The salt is made into the ocean according to the proportion of salt water.
However, a tricky problem arises.
This is not a huge round planet, but a square plane sand table of one hundred acres. The structure of this land is the terrain structure in ancient mythology:
The sky is round.
"A land of myths?"
Xu Zhi's body was not as good as before, and he had to tidy up for a week before preparing the huge sand table of the entire 100-acre orchard.
Only this morning, he controlled the deputy brain of the worm nest, and began to produce a large piece of initial evolutionary single cell belonging to the zerg: spores, which were injected into the sand table he shaped, the central ocean.
Evolution begins.
He gave orders to the hive:
"Cell division accelerated: 10,000 times!"
According to the counting unit of the Zerg, one time is one year.
Accelerated by 10,000 times, one day of the evolution of these single cells is equivalent to 10,000 years... But whether new species can be born, in a small courtyard sand table, to achieve the earth's Cambrian explosion, has not yet It can be seen.
On the first day of spore release, the crystal clear ocean in the center did not change, nothing changed.
The next day, the entire sand table was also quiet.
third day.
fourth day.
Finally on the fifth day, in the entire central ocean he designed, single cells began to evolve some plankton, and the water began to become turbid visible to the naked eye.
One hundred acres is a lot for a field for transplanting seedlings and vegetables, but it is quite normal for an orchard. In rural areas, people often contract a mountain to plant fruit trees on hundreds of acres.