Don't think of rebirth.

【Do you want to do it again? 】

Who... who's talking?

It hurts so much. The pain coming from all over his limbs made Bao Qingsong completely unable to think normally.

The voice that just appeared in my mind sounded again, but the content was completely indecipherable. It was so hoarse that it sounded like the whisper of some foreign object.

Then, the pain in his body suddenly disappeared, and Bao Qingsong slowly regained his sanity.

He was lying in a badly damaged car with a big hole in the front windshield and a mosaic-like crack in the broken glass.

The edge of the crack flickered, as if fighting against something, and as he watched, the crack seemed to grow larger.

[You haven't succeeded in your revenge yet, and your enemy is still alive and well. Are you really willing to die like this? ]

Of course he was unwilling to die like this, but, no, there was something wrong with this sentence...

Bao Qingsong was panting, looking at the sky outside the car window with wide eyes.

The voice continued: [I can let you go back to the past and give you a chance to start over. You can save your sister, take revenge on the Yan family, and let those guys experience the despair and pain you once felt.]

Go back to the past? Bao Qingsong recalled the memories buried deep inside, the university admission letter he had torn up, and the portraits of his mother and sister...

If you could do it again, would it be different?

The crack was getting closer and closer to Bao Qingsong, and there was even something surging inside, extending tentacles like mud and reaching towards Bao Qingsong.

【As long as you agree, we will...】

The originally tempting voice suddenly became harsh: [Damn it, it's you again! ]

Just as Bao Qingsong thought "what happened", another memory suddenly appeared in his mind.

He saw a bright studio and a host sitting next to him, asking him various questions with a smile on his face.

He heard himself answering these questions calmly, and from his words, he could tell that he had cooperated with others to complete the creation of an AI for finding people.

Along with the words, some fragmented memories also appeared in his mind. Some were discussions he had with others on the forum about how to implement technology, and some were display screens that stayed on until late at night.

The letters on the keyboard were worn away until only a few marks were left, and artificial tears and eye drops were placed on the desk.

His mother brought him some fruit and reminded him not to sleep too late. When he said nervously that his test scores might be affected, his mother just smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just an exam. What you are doing now is more important."

When his sister came home from overtime work, she would knock on his door, and when she saw that he was still awake, she would pull him up, shove him into bed, and order him to get some rest.

Bao Qingsong wanted to laugh, but he felt something hot and wet rolling out of his eyes.

He saw himself in front of the computer screen, hesitating for a long time when changing his user name, and slowly typed in the three words "Melt".

"The name Melt is indeed taken from the word melt, which means to melt. When the snow melts, spring comes. I hope this AI can help those who are trapped in the cold winter in search of their loved ones to welcome the warm spring."

He heard himself say this. Due to nervousness, his speech speed was a little fast, but each word sounded so clear and echoed in his mind.

The host asked him what had kept him going until now.

His gaze shifted and looked at a girl sitting in the audience.

Even though the lights were on the stage and the auditorium was dark, he could feel that in his eyes, the girl was as bright as the sun.

The girl noticed his gaze, curved her eyebrows and smiled, and said slowly and silently: Come on - come on -

In fact, due to the distance, her lip movements were a little difficult to discern, but Bao Qingsong knew that she was cheering him on.

Fragmented memories reappeared in my mind, about those strong girls, and about the experience of the whole class working together to fight against the Yan family and the Wei family.

That’s great! Bao Qingsong’s expression relaxed, but the heat in his eyes could not be stopped.

The previously tempting voice was now roaring: [It's you again! ]

Another voice sounded, calm and somewhat rigid: [I have applied for protection from the world, you can't eat me. ]

Since we encountered a bug last time, the system must of course protect itself, and it applied to the world for the highest level of protection that day.

The world approved it very quickly. Bugs have a collective consciousness. Once discovered by one bug, other bugs will also be impressed and naturally have to protect the discovered system.

The system thought, it seems that the failure to seduce Lin Zhulu last time must have been a big setback for the insect, otherwise why would it be so angry when it was mentioned.

Bao Qingsong listened quietly to the battle between the two voices, and the memory in his mind also came to an end.

"I want to do my best in the future." Although he no longer has a future, that self of mine is still working hard.

He almost became a computer science student, so he knew that code might be repeated, but life could never be copied.

"I..." He finally spoke, feeling relieved, "What I want is never revenge."

His sister did die, but she was not the first in the family to do so.

His father and his sister did not face the bad guys for revenge, but to make the bad guys receive the punishment they deserve and to prevent anyone from being hurt.

During the time he was lurking in Jin Ding, he had many opportunities to take action, but was it enough to just let those people die?

What he wanted was not only to give justice to the victims, but also to prevent the next Golden Tripod from appearing in the world, to nip those thoughts in the bud and protect more people.

As long as you do bad things, you will live in fear for the rest of your life. Even without him, there will be new "Bao Qingsong".

The relatives and friends of the victims, and even strangers with a sense of justice, may become their guillotines.

So, that's enough.

"As long as I know that there are still people doing this, as long as I know that someone has succeeded... that's enough." Bao Qingsong forced the corners of his mouth to reveal the last smile of his life.

He can go see his family without regrets.

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Seeing Bao Qingsong losing his breath, the worm's fury almost made the space vibrate: [Damn system! I'm going to eat you! ]

However, those surging tentacles could not reach the system at all.

System: [It's useless. This world line has stabilized. There's nothing you can do.]

As if responding to the system's words, the space where the crack was located suddenly solidified, and those mosaic-like virtual images were like cracked mirrors, shattering into pieces, falling to the ground, and then slowly disappearing.

Being discovered by the bug also means discovering the bug. Now that there is protection, the system can naturally and safely notify the world and strangle the bug.

The system looked at the fragments of the bug: [Bao Qingsong didn't really want to be reborn, it was you who forced him to be reborn.]

Because Bao Qingsong's rebirth may cause too many changes, not to mention Bao Qingsong and his family, when it comes to the Yan family, the fate of many people will be rewritten.

Some may be better, but some may be worse, like Lou Rong, the artist who secretly helps other girls in Jin Ding.

Once Jin Ding finds out that it is being targeted, it will tighten internal controls, and Lou Rong will most likely be exposed and face another tragic fate.

The insect, which has always been greedy, even consumed some energy to reduce Bao Qingsong's pain in exchange for trust.

However, insects are insects and do not understand human thinking at all.

Until the end of his life, his will remained bright and shining.

[Personal rewards have been distributed. ]

【Good night, Bao Qingsong. 】