my universe in a bottle.

Chapter 3 Pangu's Death
Li Qing choked for a moment.

Anyway, this is too outrageous.

His eyes re-gazing at the interior of the isolated aseptic workshop, he looked at it seriously.

At least on the bright side, there is no abnormality.

"correct."

Through the glass, Ning Guochang suddenly looked at the drop of free-moving black ink army on his desk, "You know, what are you talking about with the 0.0023 gram military civilization I control?"

"Are they talking now?" Li Qing asked curiously.

Ning Guochang spread his palms helplessly, "They can't understand our sound wave vibration language, they are just communicating with a special wave of consciousness: outside the wall of chaos, there is a vast and huge outer god, talking with their creation The world gods are communicating."

They seem to sense conscious bodies.

I can't see my human body clearly, but I can actually see that vast consciousness.

Li Qing was silent, staring at the black mud, and said in surprise: "Wait, you mean, I am also an evil god in front of them?"

"Yes." Ning Guochang said.

Ning Guochang said that the two humans, at the moment, use the common method of [sound wave vibration communication], in the eyes of them who cannot speak, they are regarded as a mysterious and indescribable language of foreign gods.

Moreover, just listening to this ancient language of the gods will blow away their troops.

Raise their houses.

Set off an unimaginable hurricane of destruction.

And will it be mixed with corrosive death acid rain?

Think about it too.

Who made someone's mouth so close to the table.

"They really adore you." Li Qing said.

He'd bet it was more surprising than any story of a mental patient's paranoia he'd ever seen.

Not even psychopaths throughout human history have been more imaginative than what is described today.

This has refreshed the upper limit of the imagination of mental patients.

If it's really just speculation...

"The kingdom of 0.0023 grams of microbes that I currently control admires me." Ning Guochang showed a complicated smile, as if this was the only thing he was happy about since the horrible accidents these days.

Li Qing asked, "Then what are you going to do next?"

"suicide."

Ning Guochang took a deep breath, and spit out the decision he had prepared for a long time:
"In this room, the new civilization calls itself the Kingdom of Atabia, which represents the kingdom ruled by wise engineers. I will not be their Pangu and be the origin of their civilization."

"I've had enough, enough of these weird things, and I'm going to die with them."

"It shouldn't be."

Li Qing calmly analyzed: "You can still struggle a bit. The bacterial civilization in the microscopic world is nothing to be afraid of. Wisdom is only microorganisms. Just kill the awakened microorganisms."

These single-cell intelligences cannot be easily inherited.

That is to say, the offspring cannot proliferate, and the number is constant, as long as those mutated individuals are killed.

Although the number may be in the hundreds of millions.

As cancer cells, chemotherapy is feasible.

However, the process is more complicated, and it is impossible to eliminate all of them. People can metastasize and hide better than cancer cells.

As long as there is some wisdom, it will play hide and seek with you in the body.

Although chemotherapy can cause great damage to the body, as long as it is reduced to a safe amount, they may not be able to make waves.

"It is possible, but it is more likely that they will kill each other, create biological virus weapons, kill me, a giant, and let me collapse into their vast land. Once a whale falls, everything will live."

Ning Guochang saw it clearly, and his voice was surprisingly flat, "I don't want to struggle anymore."

In fact, he was too tired.

For him who suffers from trypophobia, this beginning was a mental torture comparable to torture.

The strong desire to survive made him try to struggle and live in the world of secret terror, but his tendency to suicidal depression became more and more serious, until now all the microorganisms in his body had been awakened.

He clearly knew that he was beyond cure.

At this moment, the voice of the mental patient opposite the window was so weak that it was lifeless:

"I want to transform the biological structure and destroy them before they re-born their civilization again."

"I've already made all the arrangements. I'll wrap myself in a sealed protective suit, lock me up with them, spray alcohol on the protective suit with ultraviolet light, then go out of this room, find an oil drum and set myself on fire, and die with them."

"Right now, they are still ordinary microorganisms. After a few weeks, when these single cells evolve, if they can block ultraviolet rays and alcohol, then they will be in trouble."

Ning Guochang said: "You are the only person I can trust. I hope you will help me in the future. After I commit suicide, it shouldn't be too difficult to help me deal with the remaining microorganisms in this workshop and my funeral."

Apparently, he had everything sorted out.

Li Qing said:
"Although I really want to believe you, it's unbelievable after all. For your safety, can you prove again that your ability is true? This is the professional ethics of a doctor."

Ning Guochang jumped lightly, dexterously jumped a few times on the wall like a spider, and fell back on his seat again.

Li Qing trembled in shock, and finally experienced a brain storm for a few seconds, and finally sighed: "I understand, this has overturned all my life experiences so far, and I really can't help you."

"I know." Ning Guochang sat on the chair, looked at the black spots on the table, pointed at them and said:
"Have you heard that? They are cheering and calling me God of Creation! I am their leader!"

"My previous life was very humiliating and ugly, but now I am respected and worshiped by other simple creatures! They are even willing to sacrifice themselves to fight for me, to conquer a kingdom tens of thousands of times bigger than them."

Li Qing didn't speak.

"My parents are gone. In order to support me to study abroad and help me start a family. The last time I called, they were still waiting for me to hold my grandson and asked me how I was doing. Did I come back with a foreign girl? I dare not speak. It was not as good as they thought, and then they suddenly had an accident, and now I have a problem, so I will go to see them soon."

"However, when I think about my life, I don't regret it. After living this mediocre and mediocre life like this, it's better to be a god for a while. These people worship me and admire me. The last moment was brilliant, brilliant, I Here is not waste, but the glorious epic of their civilization."

"People who live seriously are not trash." Li Qing, who was still in shock, comforted him.

It is his job to comfort and ease the emotions of patients.

Although the strange deeds in front of him made him forget his work.

"Yeah yeah."

Ning Guochang had a frank expression, and as he spoke, he returned to the silly smile that was characteristic of those simple rural people when he first met them.

Afterwards, Li Qing and Ning Guochang stopped discussing the story of the Mythical Kingdom, but chatted about trivial daily routines, his past, his tragedies, and the simple joys of his childhood.

In the end, Li Qing didn't know how he left.

The mind went blank.

For the next day, I was in a dull, numb trance.

At this time, my friend called and asked about returning to China for a long time, but he was not sure how much he listened to.

At the last moment of his life, Ning Guochang actually chose to confide everything to his psychiatrist.

Because, only I am willing to find him.

In this foreign country, I was the only one who regarded him as a friend, respected him, and listened carefully to what he said from beginning to end.

Different from his mythical stories of zombie adventures and Pan Gu's epoch-making, this ordinary story about himself has happened to many people.

This seemingly free country is indeed free for some top figures, with brilliant and wonderful lives, champagne beauties, but for ordinary people in this country, it is cannibalism.

Li Qing received many mental patients here, and listened to them tell their stories of suffering, basically without exception, they all have one characteristic: poor.

The happiness of the rich is different.

Only poverty is the root cause of most acquired mental illnesses. The 996 of modern migrant workers not only destroys your body, but also destroys your spirit.

And why don't I bear the pressure from the bottom of the society?
Psychiatrists are already under a lot of pressure.

During the phone call, the friend also saw that Li Qing was absent-minded, and finally asked, "Did you buy the plane ticket?"

After hesitating for a moment, Li Qing replied, "I still have something to do, so I won't go back to China."

My friend is also a psychiatrist, and immediately realized, "No! Something is wrong with you, is there something wrong with your patient? Don't take it to heart,

People like us have witnessed a lot of pain, and we can't really bring emotions into it. Have you seen that so many people in the same industry are depressed? Our profession is a heavy burden, and the psychological pressure is greater than that of the funeral home next door! "

After hanging up the comforting call from her friend, Li Qing remained silent.

Until one afternoon three days later.

Li Qing heard a piece of news.

Someone died in self-immolation.

It is said that they are Chinese, and there are mental cases and suicide notes before. In this country where shootings are common, the handling is very simple.

Another day passed.

Li Qing received an anonymous courier.

The things in it are very simple, only a deep red crystal rhombic nucleus.

- This is the source of superpowers.

The moment he got the crystal nucleus, his whole brain went blank, his heart was pounding, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The authority of the second generation of zombie lords.

Li Qing was flustered immediately, and kept thinking about the gorgeous and fantastic stories that Ning Guochang said before. This crystal nucleus seemed to be an opportunity to open the door of the devil and completely change his life.

Fear?
kinda.

Because he witnessed the incredible civilization myth in the workshop laboratory, the vast creation god was murdered by his creation people.

Are you excited?
Of course.

This is an adventure of class promotion, an ordinary turning point in life!

With a background in medicine, he knows how terrifying this potential is and how many tricks it can play.

As long as he controls it well, he is enough to reach the top of that group of people in the world!

Establish huge forces and underground technology companies, build laboratories, and secretly create micro-civilizations to promote the emergence of the extraordinary.

even……

Crack the origin of life and move towards immortality.

There is no doubt that the biological development of modern humans has so far progressed extremely slowly.

Human biotechnology has just begun the field of nanoworms and nanorobots, but what about yourself?

It is equivalent to owning nano-scale and micron-scale biological robots from the very beginning.

For a doctor who has a dream, it is impossible to refuse.

Even if I am just a small psychiatrist, I have had such a great dream of being a biology professor.

(End of this chapter)