Nine Months

After being taught a lesson with a broom by Su Hao, Luo Chaoxin once again came to the profound realization that he was the weakest one in this household. A roomful of monster toys could not help him fight against a Demon as powerful as "Big Brother." Even his parents, who usually doted on him most, were unwilling to say even a single word for him in front of his brother. Big Brother was simply too powerful. When would he be able to defeat him and become the true master of this house?

Su Hao returned to his room once more, sat before his computer, and pondered alone.

He was already fifteen this year. The curse that had kept him from living past the age of five in his previous rebirth worlds seemed to have vanished. Ever since he had luckily survived the kindergarten incident, his life had been smooth sailing, and he had encountered no further danger to his life. At this rate, perhaps he could live a spectacular life in this world, achieve fame and success, and become a Genius who left a heavy stroke across the pages of human history.

And that was precisely the life he wanted. Having had nothing in his previous life, he hoped his life would be filled with splendor: inexhaustible money, endless girls to chase, the freedom to do whatever he pleased, the power to uphold his own justice, and a name that resounded throughout the world.

So far, everything had been perfect.

He had almost more money than he could spend. Countless young women, aunties, and married women coveted his handsome looks. He could do anything he wanted, including beating up that annoying Luo Chaoxin. No one would stop him—not even his parents. Countless people fawned over his words. His justice was the justice of countless others. Though his name had not yet resounded throughout the world, given a little more time, if he adapted another wave of Earth's famous books and songs, his fame would surely echo across the globe.

At that thought, Su Hao immediately laughed.

Sure enough, this leisurely life brimming with a sense of Achievement was exactly what he wanted. This was the life he had longed for day and night on Earth. Here, every one of his dreams would come true, one by one.

Of course, he could not be too much of a salted fish. While this world had made him what he was, he also had to give something back—whatever he could manage.

"I need to leave something behind in this world. I can't come here just to freeload."

What Su Hao meant by leaving something behind was not merely copying books or music from Earth. He wanted to use his own efforts to genuinely advance the development of human civilization in this world and bring better lives to as many people as possible.

"This can't be rushed. My current store of knowledge is far from enough; there is still much I need to learn. And limited by my knowledge, Light of the Universe is still too primitive. Its computing power still uses vector processor methods. If I can learn about quantum processors, I'll definitely be able to greatly improve Little Light's computing power. By then, the entire system can be optimized."

"So my knowledge is still too barren. My task for now is still to study. Little Light, add quantum mechanics to the study plan."

"Quantum mechanics study plan initialization started."

"Collecting foundational quantum mechanics materials."

"Breaking down foundational quantum mechanics knowledge."

"Optimizing process."

"Quantum mechanics study plan successfully established!"

"Daily study time: two hours. Duration: three months."

A year later, Su Hao was sixteen. Having already earned his doctoral degree, he had also become famous in academic circles.

Over the course of that year, after Su Hao's repeated optimizations, Little Light's computing power had greatly improved. Marble Space was optimized once again. It no longer resembled a starship control room; instead, he had designed it as an ordinary leisure lounge. Yet this lounge could change its appearance at will according to his mood—grasslands, deserts, beaches, Snow Mountain, among the clouds. Anything he could imagine could be set up.

With a single thought, he could view the latest logs. He could even conjure a book in his hand, its pages containing whatever he wished to examine.

In addition, his new adapted book, "Harry Potter," had become a worldwide bestseller, and he planned to write "Chronicles of the Primordial Era," a work about Hua Country mythology. Unfortunately, time was limited, and he had yet to begin writing it. His new piano piece, "Kiss the Rain," had also exploded in popularity around the world.

He did these things not for money, but to give back to this world and enrich its people's spiritual lives.

By now, he was also qualified to say, just like a certain Ma Yun, "I'm not interested in money."

Up to this point, everything seemed perfect and had gone exceptionally smoothly. Soon he would come of age, and then he could openly go play Game with all those pretty older girls.

Until one day, Su Hao, who was immersed in studying, suddenly suffered a twisting pain in his abdomen. His head swam, and he fainted onto his desk.

Who knew how long had passed before Luo Chaoxin drove his new miniature armored vehicle into Su Hao's room with a toot-toot-toot. Having acquired new equipment today, he once again challenged Big Brother Demon King to a duel. Yet his armored vehicle circled around Big Brother, flaunting its might, and still Big Brother showed no reaction. So he boldly used his new weapon—the rocket launcher in his hand—to fire a grenade at Su Hao.

The projectile popped out, lightly struck Su Hao, and fell to the floor. Yet Big Brother still did not move. Normally, Big Brother Demon King would have already grabbed him by the back of the collar, lifted him up, and thrown him out the door. Luo Chaoxin was baffled. He quickly got out of the vehicle, removed his blast helmet, and shoved Su Hao hard. Yet Su Hao did not move at all.

Luo Chaoxin realized something was wrong. He immediately jumped back into his armored vehicle, drove outside, and activated the alarm bell on the vehicle.

"Whee-woo, whee-woo..."

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom! Mom! I defeated Big Brother!"

After shouting for a while and receiving no response, he changed his tune. "Mom! Mom! Big Brother isn't moving!"

When Su Hao woke again, he found himself in a hospital, lying on a bed. His parents, Luo Shengrong and Huang Shujun, looked at him with concern. Huang Shujun's eyes were red, and her tears had ruined her makeup, but the moment Su Hao woke up, she gave him a brilliant smile.

"Xiao Hui is awake. Are you hungry? Mom prepared some fruit for you. If you're hungry, have a little first."

Little Luo Chaoxin rested his chin on both hands as he lay beside the bed, looking up at him with bright eyes.

He immediately realized that he must have fallen ill. But he had been perfectly fine—how had he suddenly gotten sick?

He first accepted the apple Huang Shujun handed him and took a bite. His consciousness immediately entered Marble Space, and he checked the logs.

"2 years, 7 months, 8 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 0 seconds: 'Light of the Universe 2.1' update completed. Optimized system display interface and resource cross-Search functionality; collected and parsed 69% of Hua language vocabulary."

"'Semiconductor materials' study in progress. Current study progress: 3%."

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"Sudden mutation in bodily functions detected. You have fallen unconscious; comparing data... insufficient data, supplementary materials required."

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"Hospital examination result: pancreatic cancer. Detailed report as follows:"

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"Estimated survival time: nine months." ...

When Su Hao saw the logs, his face went blank. His thoughts fell into a vacuum.