I'm really immortal

Giving birth to a child is particularly difficult for Liu Changan. It may all depend on luck, rather than finding many women who can work hard. Although there are no waves in the river and no thunder in the drought, how many times can the rabbit survive? The logically correct saying is that everything requires hard work in order to achieve success. Expecting to daydream about winning is just a waste of time. This is what is called:

The flat land is filled with raging waves thousands of feet high,

There are two or three thunderbolts on a dry day.

Pity the poor people who stay at home during the day.

The cold rabbit does not grow in spring.

However, Liu Changan once thought about working hard to spread the branches and leaves, but this kind of thing has always been difficult. Even things like extending life can only rely on chance. For example, Su Xiaocui got the effect of extending life just by eating it, but others did The body absorbs a lot of it, but it has no effect.

It's better to wait and see if someone happens to have one, then there will be one.

Furthermore, given that he is one of the rare exceptions and has no other subjects to refer to for research, it is difficult to reach any truly useful knowledge by feeling the stones when crossing the river. Liu Changan is even less likely to dedicate himself as a research subject to try to solve his own problems. Reproduction issues.

If it is difficult to reproduce, then it is difficult. This kind of thing does not matter in the first place. As Zhu Juntang said, genes determine that he does not need to reproduce.

What's more, this is not something that you are eager to know the cause or change the situation. A hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand years are nothing. After all, what Liu Changan is most interested in is not the reason why he is so different. What happened recently What he is looking forward to is that he wants to see the back of the moon. This should be something that humans can do before they break away from the shackles of the body.

Liu Changan's biggest regret has always been that in the early years when he was Professor Liu, he and his colleagues came to a conclusion: the alien technology with the goal of plundering resources and interstellar hegemony was limited by resources, which prevented them from breaking through time and space travel. The shackles of the earth mean that they cannot reach the earth, just like the earth cannot discover them. And the alien technology that has obtained the ability to travel in time and space, discovering or not discovering the earth, is meaningless to them, let alone cooperating with them. It is more likely that earth creatures come to say hello and just ignore them, or they do something casually that leads to the birth of human beings and never pay attention to such a creature that feels that it is the loneliest creature in the universe.

There is a not too distant upper limit to the level of human science and technology. Even if it is able to swallow the energy of stars, there is still a problem of resource limitations. There is no way to solve all the mysteries of the universe... This is what Liu Changan regrets most.

In this case, Liu Changan feels that there is no use in thinking too much. It is better to live in the present, live slowly, and live slowly. You will not feel that your biggest regret may never be satisfied, so you might as well die. Forget it, and the most important point is... there will still be room for progress after all. When the level of human science and technology has not reached the upper limit, what will the future be like? Liu Changan is also curious, and he can witness the future if he lives. .

How lucky is this? Liu Changan will not think that immortality is a curse and how painful it is, like the characters created by some self-righteous screenwriters.

This is something that humans have dreamed of since the birth of human beings. If you feel dissatisfied, it is so ignorant and disgusting. This is probably the extreme level of hypocrisy and disgusting.

Liu Changan occasionally acted pretentious, but he was always grateful for his good fortune. Taking the book he borrowed from Zhu Juntang, when he returned to the community, the card game in the mahjong parlor had broken up, and there were still people chatting with cattail fans under the vines. , Liu Changan went over and chatted for a while about his experiences as a production team, and squatted in the corner to look around. It had rained these days, and the scattered beans still failed to germinate smoothly, so he went home to sleep with some regret.

When I woke up in the morning, I found that the ground was a little wet. It turned out that it had rained in the middle of the night. In fact, if you wake up one night and suddenly find the pattering or tinkling of rain, it is something that can make people sit up and feel peaceful.

The sycamore tree gradually has new buds, layers of fine yellow, swaying in the wind, as if dense locusts gathered together, it is really beautiful.

It seems that the coffin's plunder of life is not destructive after all, or is it just not that hungry for life in plants? You must know that the little hen and the centipede are both dead and cannot die anymore.

Liu Chang'an opened the carriage. The original little hen was naturally dead, but the cabbage he put in yesterday afternoon was still fresh and green. It seemed that its appetite had been whetted and it was no longer interested in bloodless things.

Liu Changan looked at the scarlet drop, but there was no change.

After throwing today's portion of the pullets in, Liu Changan buried the dead pullets as usual, but he had to bury them farther away. Nothing could be exhausted until they were exhausted. Liu Changan didn't want all the centipedes around him to be wiped out. .

When he came back with the shovel, Zhou Dongdong was sitting on the small bench at his door, biting the bag and drinking soy milk without moving, but his eyes followed Liu Changan's shovel.

"Brother Chang'an, you buried the little hen far, far away, are you afraid that I will dig it up?"

"You think too much."

"Then when will you take me to dig out pullets?"

"Without you."

"Then when will you take me to catch loaches?"

"Why should I take you to catch loaches?"

"Because it's fun."

Liu Changan thought for a while, and then he and Zhou Dongdong went to the vegetable market and bought a bucket of loaches. Then they dug a big pit under the sycamore tree, patted the mud around the pit tightly, poured water in, and then put all the loaches in. Pour it in.

"Because it will leak, you have to remember to add water, otherwise the loaches will die of thirst before we catch them. Do you understand?"

"I will protect them."

"And you can ask other children to catch loaches together."

"Is it really possible?"

"real."

"They usually don't like to play with me. I don't know if they will come."

"Will do."

At this time, Zhou Shuling came back from the morning stall. Sometimes Zhou Dongdong would go with her, and sometimes he would stay at home and play with Liu Changan. When he saw two people, one big and one small, digging a hole under the sycamore tree, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. Qiao shook his head and went to put away the breakfast cart. He didn't care about Zhou Dongdong and went upstairs.

Liu Changan was late for school again. Hearing that he was late because he was digging pits to raise loaches, Huang Shan showed no expression.

After An Nuan knew this reason, he expressed his admiration for Liu Changan and suggested that he write a book "A Thousand Reasons Why I Was Late in High School Years" during the summer vacation.

After Bai Hui found out about it, she thought that Liu Changan still had a childish heart. When she found out that there were children involved, she even praised Liu Changan for being caring.

"Yesterday I discovered that Su Mei really existed in history." Bai Hui opened the notebook that Liu Changan had casually thrown on the desk, opened the painting he had drawn, and showed a shocked expression: "This girl was once The eldest lady of the Republic of China, who is as famous as Miss Zhao Si, Lu Xiaoman and Lin Huiyin, those photos of her that have been handed down are so beautiful... I don’t know why they are so beautiful, because there were no beauty cameras at that time. "

"Your paintings are very beautiful, and they look like they are." This is the point. Liu Changan is so talented. He usually asks Qian Ning and Lu Yuan to publish a blackboard newspaper together, but they can't help much.

"I know her." Liu Changan took the pen and started drawing again.

Bai Hui has become accustomed to Liu Changan being indifferent.

After all, taking classes is for exams. Since you feel that the exam results don't matter or you are more or less sure about it, wouldn't it be natural to use it for other things?

Liu Changan painted a picture of Ye Sijin.

"Your cousin?" Bai Hui recognized that women like Qin Yanan were always memorable to young girls, and couldn't help but look envious, "She has a really good figure."

Only then did Liu Changan notice that he had unconsciously painted Ye Sijin into a figure similar to Qin Yanan's. The undulating mountains seemed to burst out of the paper. Just looking at this painting, Liu Changan couldn't help but wonder whether he was painting Ye Sijin. Or Qin Yanan?

Or... Liu Changan tapped his fingers on the table.