"In the early stages of gastric cancer, there is indeed a chance of cure, but now it has deteriorated to the middle stage of gastric cancer, and the possible cure rate has been reduced, but it is still possible if you continue to actively treat..."
"No, I choose to be discharged from the hospital."
It took more than two hours for Xu Zhi to step out of the hospital. A period of chemotherapy had left his hair thinning and falling out, his body pale and rickety, and his whole person was in an extremely morbid condition.
In the early stages of cancer, if you actively cooperate with treatment, there is a possibility of cure. However, in the middle stage, the survival rate is extremely low.
There is no need for treatment anymore.
He meditated silently.
Xu Zhi is quite capable and works for a large foreign company. However, most of the 500,000 to 600,000 yuan he saved over the past four to five years has been used up. He has been busy for several years, but in the end it was all in vain.
He bought a high-speed rail ticket, dragged his suitcase, and returned to his hometown in the countryside of Dongcheng.
I haven't returned to my hometown in the mountains for a year. My family has an orchard courtyard with an independent entrance.
Their family originally owned a mine in the village, and contracted more than 100 acres to plant fruit trees behind their yard.
But half a year ago, the market price of lychees was too low, and there were too many spoils in the warehouse. I was tricked again, saying that there were channels to solve the unsalable goods. However, I paid for help and paid too much, resulting in a loss of nearly 100 yuan.
Ten thousand yuan was lost, and my parents were so angry that they fell down half a year ago and could never get up again.
Now there is no one to take care of the orchard, and all the hired workers have left. The orchard has become barren, the trees have long been cut down, and only weeds are left on the ground.
Unlocking the door and pushing the house open, a puff of dust rushed in.
The farm life he had been familiar with since childhood came into view. He put down his luggage in his room, planning to spend the rest of his life in his hometown and return to rural life.
Rustling...
He suddenly heard a strange sound.
"Who? It seems like something is making noise in the yard?" He stood up and came to the empty orchard courtyard. Among a pile of weeds, he saw a black beetle the size of a washbasin.
"It's so 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 insect and brought into a vast racial history.
It was a long history of the rise of the Zerg race, an ancient insect species that emerged 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 had huge reproductive capabilities.
and potential led them to the stars. When 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 of incredible fantasy world, the world of immortality. However, they were defeated instantly, and their defeat seemed natural.
In the insect nest, the last generation of insect nest queen left a message full of regrets:
"The evolution of living things does not mean that the bigger they are, the more powerful they will be. Strengthening oneself is the right path."
"We made a mistake from the beginning. The more we evolve, the bigger we get. This is a wrong path. The smaller our bodies are, the better they have the basis for qualitative changes in energy... We failed. No matter who becomes the next generation of Hive Queen, we will be replaced."
I will enter the world of immortality again!"
.......
Soon, Xu Zhi discovered that he had taken over the insect nest. From the memory of the insect he obtained, this great and extremely aggressive race had only one racial ability.
"Ultra-fast cell division?"
The ability of the Zerg is to shorten the lifespan of one's own race in a short period of time and accelerate the cell division rate of living things, making one's own race to be born, bloom, grow, wither, and die instantly like the stamens of a flower.
In my memory, the Zerg nest is a war fortress.
As long as the mother nest produces cells - spores, and puts them on a deserted planet to start "super-fast cell division", within a few years, those cells will multiply crazily, evolve into brand new species, and become the army of the mother nest.
one.
"This race has infinite possibilities."
Thinking of this, Xu Zhi felt uneasy.
The long-term pain and the torture of chemotherapy made Xu Zhi feel physically and mentally exhausted, and he even began to doubt the purpose of his boring life. Now before he died, he suddenly had something curious.
The evolution and process of living things.
"The Zerg Mother Queen of the previous generation dropped spores on barren planets, multiplied and evolved countless races, and built worlds one after another. However, I don't have a planet, but I can use this ability to build a small evolutionary sandbox in my orchard.
Want to have some fun?"
"With this Zerg mother nest and war fortress, I can completely build mountains, oceans, and rivers in this orchard, and create an ultra-small sandbox where countless Zerg spores and single-celled organisms can 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: This is probably an adventure??
Cancer cannot be cured in modern times, so this may be his last hope for survival.
"I have to build a sandbox quickly and buy tools for farming!" Xu Zhi dug out the dusty tricycle in the corner of his hometown farm, panting like a bald old man who had been hollowed out by chemotherapy.
The body struggled to drive out into the town.
Then I spent thirty to forty thousand of my own savings to bring back a bunch of farm equipment and instruments, returned to the courtyard, and started to arrange the arrangements with great joy.
He doesn't have a planet, only an orchard of more than 100 acres for him to build a sandbox world.
He had another group of workers help clear the weeds and trees in the orchard, and after it became a flat land, he picked up a hoe and dug a hole like a farmer, casually shaping ultra-small soil mountains, freshwater rivers, caves, and various other structures.
A deserted sand table terrain.
Then he took out the high-temperature jet he bought and used it to grill the entire sand table inch by inch at high temperatures to clean up potential plants and animals, so as to prevent the existing earth creatures from affecting the species evolution of the spores...
It is not necessary to pay attention to microorganisms, and it is difficult to pay attention to them. They will be swallowed up 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. He thought about it and spent a lot of money to hire a few workers to help. He continued to open the fish pond, dug soil and filled it with water, and built an artificial shallow pond, which he bought.
The salt is made into an ocean according to the proportion of salt water.
However, a thorny problem arises.
This is not a huge round planet, but a hundred acres of square sand table. The structure of this land is the topographic structure in ancient myths:
The sky is round and the place is round.
"A mythical land?"
Xu Zhi's health was not as good as before, so he worked hard for a week to prepare a huge sand table covering an area of 100 acres in the orchard.
This morning, he took control of the worm nest subbrain and began to produce large swaths of the initial evolutionary single cells of the zerg race: spores, which were injected into the sand table he shaped and into the central ocean.
Evolution has begun.
He gave instructions to the brood:
"Cell division is accelerated: ten thousand times!"
According to the Zerg counting unit, one time is one year.
Accelerated 10,000 times, one day of evolution of these single cells is equivalent to 10,000 years... But whether new species can be born in a small courtyard sandbox and realize the Cambrian explosion on earth has not yet been achieved.
It can be known.
On the first day after the spores were released, the crystal clear ocean in the center remained unchanged, nothing changed.
The next day, the entire sand table was also quiet.
The third day.
Day four.
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 visibly turbid to the naked eye.
