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Chapter 1395 Chapter 1: "If there is no wind in the world ()."

Su Mingan immediately said: "Look!"

It would be a shame not to read Si Que’s past, it must have been very "exciting".

Si Que smiled and said, "What I activated was not memory reading, but a true reversal of time. Since I have the authority over time, if you do something different from history, it is equivalent to changing history."

"You can call it the Si Que Growth Plan, which is an interactive memory reading."

"I won't see anything inappropriate for children, will I?" Su Ming'an said with a hint of meaning. Who knew how "full of variety" Si Que's past was.

"If you want to see it, it's private, and there's an extra price." Si Que smiled mysteriously.

"…It's true." Su Mingan was shocked.

The next moment, the black water engulfed him, and the flow of time took him into his memories—

Si Que leaned back on the recliner and slowly closed his eyes, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth:
"Mr. Lighthouse, now we are completely honest with each other, and then we can say goodbye..."

……

[“The boy pried open the first window.”]

[“Outside is a dark forest, with greedy eagles, reckless bears, lazy lions, treacherous tigers, insidious wolves, hypocritical deer, cruel snakes, despicable spiders, selfish rabbits, stubborn butterflies, cunning foxes, and jealous sharks.”]

[“He held an oil lamp, wore a bright red cloak, and walked out, carefully pushing aside the ears of wheat.”]

"'You're lucky.'"

[“The butterfly in the forest said to him:”]

"'As a young child, you were chosen by civilization.'"

[“‘Happiness has landed in your palm.’”]

[“The twelve animals sang:”]

[“‘As long as you keep walking in the forest, no one will hurt anyone.’”]

[“Really? This way no one will get hurt.”]

[“The boy was picking mushrooms and adding oil to the lamp in his hand.”]

【“He sang:”】

[“‘As long as the white girl walks into the marriage hall, loneliness will never happen.’”]

[“‘As long as the airship flies up to the clouds amid cheers, nothing painful will happen.’”]

[“'As long as you let the flowers wait to bloom in the mud, nothing will happen.'”]

[“‘As long as the source of the world is poured into the Pure White System, no more sad things will happen.’”]

[“‘I want everyone to be happy.’”]

[“He reached out his hand and dipped it into the oil.”]

[“He lit up his little finger and walked forward.”]

[“The Sword of Damocles no longer hangs in the air.”]

[“He lit his palms on fire and walked forward.”]

[“Prometheus stole fire.”]

"He set his arms on fire and walked forward."

[“Don Quixote defeated the windmills.”]

[“He ignited his chest and walked forward.”]

“Sisyphus pushing the boulder.”

[“He lit his legs on fire and walked forward.”]

[“Plato’s Cave split the skylight (Allegory of the Cave).”]

[“He set his head on fire and walked forward.”]

[“The Ship of Theseus has come to an end.”]

[“Ah, ah, it turns out that happiness is such a simple thing.”]

[“‘I have seen that everyone has achieved happiness.’]

[“The boy in the red cape, who was forgotten by everyone, smiled happily for the last time in the fire…”]

[——Si Que, The Twelve Stories of Olivers, Part Four, "The Boy in the Red Cape"]

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【"Sima Que Cultivation Plan"】

[Time: 143th year of the Second Era]

[Age: 4 years old]

……

Su Mingan opened his eyes.

At this moment, "he" becomes "you".

……

You're pinching a woman.

A woman with an intoxicated look, longing for death.

You put your hands on her neck, feeling her beating pulse. Her hands press on yours, forcing your fingers to tighten, tighten...

"Please, please, kill mom quickly, please..." the woman said affectionately.

She has long purple hair and golden eyes—she is your mother. You inherited nine out of ten of her looks, which are stunningly beautiful, like a blooming mandala.

You subconsciously want to let go, but the next moment, her hands clenched tightly, her eyelids rolled up, like a dying deer——

"Click."

So easily, you killed her with your own hands.

……

"I heard that Subject T-1230 strangled his mother to death with his own hands?"

"Yes... it was horrible. But I heard that his mother forced him to do it..."

"Is it because our recent experiment was too cruel? Siqin was the best experimental subject. She was conceived 3030 times before she gave birth to such an outstanding child like T-1230. Why did she commit suicide..."

"What do you say? Let me let you give birth to a child 3030 times and try it out?"

"Alas... we researchers are also forced to work here. If we give up, we will be fired at any time. How can we have the right to sympathize with the experimental subjects..."

……

"How is the situation of Subject T-1230 recently?"

"He is indeed the most perfect experimental subject of this generation! His intelligence, emotional intelligence, charm, and potential are all top-notch. Our 'selection plan' was successful! We really have created the most perfect genius!"

"Great! From now on, there will only be geniuses and no mediocre people in this era! Only geniuses will be selected and born, and mediocre people will be eliminated in the gestation stage! The future will definitely be a glorious and brilliant world!"

……

"Look, what is T-1230 doing?"

"He's reading the story of Sisyphus."

"Sisyphus, the man who pushed the stone? A seven-year-old child can actually read a philosophical story."

"He is a genius after all."

"…But I've recently started to doubt whether he is really a genius. Other children in his batch can already solve advanced math problems, but he can't even solve elementary school math problems."

"This……"

"He seems to be quite talented in the field of literature... Could it be that the experiment went wrong and he is only a genius in the field of literature?"

"Literary genius...what's the use?"

"Yes, power and force are the most important. Scientific thinking and hands-on ability are also important. As for literature? What's the use? Reciting a few sour poems?"

"unlucky……"

……

"It has been decided to downgrade the treatment of T-1230."

"He was originally a top-level training resource, but he was downgraded to the lowest level... It seems that the higher-ups have really given up on him. And what's the point of having a child who can only write stories? Other children have already begun to understand nuclear energy."

"I saw that he was able to take high-quality nutritional supplements a few days ago, but now he can only eat steamed buns. The caregiver was too lazy to even give him water."

"Alas, if he is really only good at literature, he will probably be rendered useless soon. The laboratory does not want idle people. He is from the magpie tribe, right? He can still have a meal of roasted magpie milk, slurp..."

"By the way, Myrna, I heard that some scientific formulas have failed recently?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can scientific formulas fail? Vivian, you old drunkard, drink less! Our rigorous and precise scientific world will last for a long time!"

"Yeah, haha."

……

"'The young man in the scarlet cloak took the golden lamp given by the nightingale. The nightingale told him that as long as he lit himself up, he could continue walking in the dark forest'..."

"Myrna, what are you reading?"

"Vivian, the story written by T-1230 is called "The Boy in the Red Cape", which is really good..."

"I'll take a look... Well, it's not bad, a story about a boy wearing a red cloak walking in the forest... It warms my heart."

"Every time I read his stories, I feel an indescribable touch in my heart. His writing is not particularly beautiful, but the sincerity and emotions he reveals... always make my eyes wet. It makes me feel like I have returned to my childhood and experienced the first touching moments of my life."

"This is a story written with sincerity and spirit. People like us whose mentality is numb and rigid cannot write such a story."

"Yes."

"..."

"…Milan, you're not feeling any pity, are you?"

"Vivian, I..."

"It has been decided that T-1230 will be disposed of in a month. The laboratory does not need geniuses in the field of literature. This is the most useless talent."

"..."

"Put away your sympathy and don't do anything that you will regret."

……

"Mi'erna, you walked out of room T-1230 again."

"I brought him some candies today. He liked them very much. He wrote a new story about a jellyfish's adventure in the sea. I'll read it to you!"

"No, Milna... I like his stories very much, and many people in the lab also like his stories... But this cannot change the decision made by the higher-ups. He will be disposed of in a few days... You know, literature is the most useless thing. Even the Normal College doesn't recruit students majoring in Chinese language and literature now!"

"…Vivian."

"Ok?"

"Vivian. When I was very young, I loved literature... It made me feel like a bird or a gust of wind, flying freely in a world that has not yet been created... erasing the mediocre daily life and writing the most free and romantic narrative. Every time I read, I feel like I have lived the protagonist's entire life and experienced a spiritual transformation again and again."

"..."

"And every time I read T-1230... Oh, he named himself Si Que. Every time I read Si Que's story, I can feel that I am alive. I can be a boy in a red cloak, a jellyfish in the sea, or a girl in the palace."

"..."

"Have you ever thought that literature may seem useless now, but may rise in the future. Si Que's literary talent is the strongest I have ever seen. I don't want a rising star to be shortsightedly eliminated just because of the reason that it is 'useless now'."

"..."

"Sorry, I said too much..."

"You're right, Myrna."

"I...huh?"

"——When did I forget the little red cape from my childhood?"

"you……"

"I have been an alcoholic all my life, helpless, without a father or a mother, and have lived a cautious and cowardly life... It's time to do something that I can be proud of before I'm buried."

"Vivian, you will always be my best friend regardless of age difference."

"Mi'erna. While I'm getting too excited, come up with a rescue plan. Little Si Que is not taken seriously right now, but it's still difficult to rescue him... You're still a young girl in your early twenties, and you still have a bright future. When the time comes, just put the blame on an old man like me."

……

"Vivian, tomorrow the robot will take little Sique out of the lab and send him to the incinerator for disposal. During this process, I will replace the robot's chip and send little Sique out the door. But how far he can run depends on himself."

"Chips? Where did you get them?"

"Captain Pari and Ms. Laco brought it in the name of a mission. And Seager is in charge of exploring the route. Xiao Luo got the password to open the door. Merck will dispatch the patrol team, and Motosan will be in charge of the aftermath..."

"They all..."

"Yes, maybe the story of little Sique really touched these old guys. Little Sique has been here for four years and has written more than seventy stories. We have read each story carefully during breakfast time... Should I use a corny word to describe it... Haha, this is the power of literature. Everyone decided to help him survive!"

“That’s the power of empathy.”

"We had originally planned to hold some story seminars for Little Si Que in the future, so that everyone could discuss his story together... but there is no chance now."

……

"Vivian, have you ever thought about why we should help him?"

"Because the story is interesting? Because we can't bear to see Mingzhu fall? Because we are tired of this kind of life?"

"Because... his stories have a magical power that can awaken empathy."

“The power of words is shocking.”

……

"Let's go, Myrna! It's time!"

"Do you believe that little Si Que will achieve great success in the future?"

"I don't know. But, no matter what - we are doing something we won't regret!"

“We are doing something great!”

"Confirm chip replacement... Enter password... Enter administrator instructions... Set the escort direction of T-1230 from the incinerator to the back door of the experimental city! There is a vast golden field over there! As long as you run hard, you can go anywhere in the world!"

"Yes... Little Si Que, you are free. Go, go... Go towards your future..."

"Well, good boy, go faster, go faster!"

"Go out, towards the vast golden fields, run, run! Fly, little Si Que, fly!"

……

You run in the golden wheat field and look back.

Under the pale mountain-like experimental city, two figures waved at you: a white-haired old man and a girl with black braids.