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Time flies, and the years flow like a shuttle.

This is the phrase Wang Yan remembers using most often when writing essays.

Only as one grows older can one truly understand what it means for time to fly and for the years to pass like a shuttle.

More than three years have passed since the sensational Gleevec incident. Today is January 28, 2006, New Year's Eve.

On this annual day of celebration, accompanied by the enthusiastic cheers of firecrackers, the long-awaited System finally prompted that the mission was complete. I have 24 hours to leave the current world, just in time to celebrate the New Year.

Having undergone a stem cell transplant a year ago, the recovery has been excellent after a year of recuperation. Plus, money is no longer an issue, so there is no fear of illness and everything is covered. Furthermore, Wang Jia and Lü Shouyi's son is now four and a half years old, the same age as the time I have spent in this world. The little guy has grown up to be sturdy and very lively. Now, Wang Jia has nothing left to worry about. The wish has been successfully fulfilled.

Liu Tiantian, who also suffered from the illness, has finished her surgery as well. The girl, nearly ten years old, is jumping around all day, not at all like she was when she was younger.

Wang Yan's heart is filled with immense excitement. In the blink of an eye, he has been in this world for over four years. At the time, he thought he would take it one step at a time, but who would have thought that one step would turn into more than three years.

Wang Yan misses his parents at home very much, as well as that group of fair-weather friends.

Over the past three years, Wang Yan has finally experienced the joy of not being short on money and lived a life he hadn't experienced in his thirty years of life. The life of these past few years is far, far beyond what can be compared to short videos; after all, a few dozen seconds of video content is limited. Besides, various wealthy people are either old, busy researching how to make more money, how to hide their wealth, or studying how to transfer assets; they have no spare time to talk nonsense.

He has also seen the tip of the iceberg; poverty really does limit one's imagination. Being comfortable is all that matters.

Wang Yan has not been corrupted. Over these years, he has never relaxed. Apart from occasionally enjoying himself, most of the time Wang Yan has been exercising, learning, making decisions, and going out to negotiate deals—busy and fulfilling.

In these few years, Wang Yan's industries have developed rapidly. The logistics company managed by Lü Shouyi has spread to major cities across the country, with tens of thousands of employees. It is competing fiercely with Shunfeng domestically and is very strong. The clothing factory managed by Liu Sihui has also developed very quickly. It has now become a complete industrial structure from raw materials to processing, to finished garments, and finally to sales. It has also created its own brand, and sales are quite good.

There is also a technology company Wang Yan founded later, which has been frantically poaching talent, attempting to be the first to develop a smartphone. It has also set up chip research laboratories, new material research laboratories, and other such facilities. By cooperating with major universities and poaching high-paid talent from abroad, they have achieved some results in the past two years. High-tech stuff is truly a waste without accumulation; high-end talent is tightly controlled by others, and it took a lot of effort for Wang Yan to get just a few people.

In the stock market, Wang Yan has also gained a lot. Relying on his memory of information, he secretly harvested the US Stock Market and made a lot of money.

Of course, he has not forgotten his suffering compatriots. In 2003, Wang Yan donated 5 million, and in the following years, he continued to donate quite a bit. As for the various sordid details involved, Wang Yan doesn't want to care, nor does he have the capacity to, as long as it can reach those in need.

After years of unremitting efforts, Wang Yan's net worth, when tallied up, is probably several hundred million dollars, including a lot of real estate and stocks in various companies that will skyrocket in the future. These are all under the names of Wang Jia and Liu Sihui. This stuff cannot be taken away, and Wang Yan has never been overly attached to it.

Cheng Yong and Peng Hao are also still in contact.

Both of them got married the year before last; Peng Hao is a newlywed, and Cheng Yong remarried. Peng Hao's child was born this year, a son, and Wang Yan even went to give a gift on his hundredth day. Now they are both doing small business and living very happily.

They are truly grateful to Wang Yan. One doesn't have to die, and the illness has been treated, allowing him to marry and have children. The other is no longer short on money and doesn't have to sing Tears Behind Bars. Wang Yan has truly changed their lives.

Wang Yan is also quite satisfied with these things. It is mainly limited by his own abilities; otherwise, he believes he could have done better. Ultimately, his level is too low.

No longer letting his mind wander, he continues to celebrate the New Year and enjoy himself.

For the past few years, the New Year has been spent together by Wang Jia and Lü Shouyi's couple, along with Liu Sihui and Liu Tiantian, and this year is no exception.

Wang Yan and the others are chatting and laughing. The children eat little, and Liu Tiantian is playing with Xiao Lüping on the side.

"Life is getting better and better now. This is what life is all about." Lü Shouyi sighed and raised a glass.

"Come, Big Brother, I'll toast you. I won't say any words of thanks."

Over the years, the logistics company managed by Lü Shouyi has become increasingly large, and he has become more and more confident. His every gesture carries a certain air. He is no longer the hunched, desperate figure from back then. It's just that as the business grows, he has less and less time to spend with his wife and children, which is perhaps the trouble of success.

Wang Yan smiled and clinked glasses with him, drinking the wine in his cup: "You damn guy, you thank me every year, it never ends. Am I doing this for you?"

"I'm doing this for my sister. If you have the time, spend more time with your wife and children; that's better than anything else. Don't do those useless things."

As the time spent together grew longer, Wang Yan truly treated Wang Jia as a sister, without any of the awkwardness from when they first met. He really cherishes this sister. Wang Yan was an only child in reality, and he envied his friends who had older brothers and sisters or younger brothers and sisters when he was a child. Without a sister to dote on, or a sister to love, this time it can be considered a dream come true.

Wang Jia just smiled and poured wine for the two of them on the side, saying nothing.

She has nothing left to ask for now. As life has gotten better over the years, she has also developed more and more of a noblewoman's temperament. This is not surprising, given Lü Shouyi's social circle.

With a brother's affection, a husband's love, and a child's adoration, what could be happier than this?

Seeing how loving they are, Wang Yan couldn't help but grab Liu Sihui's hand beside him. Feeling Wang Yan's movement, Liu Sihui hugged Wang Yan back and leaned against him.

Wang Yan smiled slightly and patted Liu Sihui, and everyone continued to eat and drink.

The bell for the New Year rang, and Wang Yan sent Wang Jia's family of three away.

Liu Sihui settled Liu Tiantian, who had long since fallen asleep, and walked out to meet Wang Yan's gaze.

Without a word, Wang Yan picked up Liu Sihui and walked to the bedroom.

The physical fitness improved through exercise, when reflected in the System, will evenly improve all aspects of Wang Yan's body, including internal organs, bones, muscles, and endurance. Therefore, after more than four years of exercise, Wang Yan is no longer the man he once was.

He is about to leave this world, and there is little chance of returning.

The two have been together for many years, and Liu Sihui knows Wang Yan very well. She can tell that Wang Yan has something on his mind. But she doesn't ask; this is what Wang Yan considers to be Liu Sihui's most attractive quality.

Wang Yan looks at the sleeping Liu Sihui beside him. She is so intoxicating, as are all aspects of life.

The movie did not explain Liu Sihui's ending, and Wang Yan thought it wouldn't be good.

Although the show finally said that Gleevec would be included in medical insurance, this is a long-term process. Including the changes caused by Wang Yan's appearance, which were much faster than in the original show, it only started to be implemented after a period of time. During this period, countless people were still waiting to die. One can imagine what would have happened to the original Liu Sihui.

Initially, Wang Yan's purpose was not pure, but as the time spent together grew, Liu Sihui became more and more important in his heart.

Wang Yan thinks about the bits and pieces of the past four years, his heart full of reluctance. Although Wang Yan understands that this is just one stop on his life's journey.

"I have to leave after all." He sighed.

Wang Yan gently kissed the sleeping Liu Sihui, and Liu Sihui seemed to sense it, frowning slightly.

He took one last lingering look at Liu Sihui. Wang Yan brought up the System Panel and chose to leave.

A blue light flashed, and Wang Yan disappeared.

,,, With a flash of blue light, Wang Yan reappeared in his bed at home.

He could feel the System repairing his body, completely healing the various injuries he had accumulated from years of training.

The repair process lasted for a while, followed immediately by countless memories intertwining in his mind, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.

After a long while, a recovered Wang Yan rubbed his head and sat up.

It's only been four years and it's already like this. If the time gets longer and I experience more, what will happen then? Wang Yan pondered.

He shook his head vigorously, got out of bed, and poured himself a glass of water, then checked the time.

Five-oh-five.

Adding in the time it took for me to adjust and pour the water, does that mean no matter how long I spend in the film world, only an instant passes in reality?

This was a good thing. Setting aside the mystical nature of the soul, simply extending the length of his life and the breadth of his experiences was something Wang Yan found incredibly beneficial.

I'm just afraid that experiencing too much will impact my short 30-year memory. Looking at the home I grew up in now, it feels a bit unfamiliar.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan solidified his resolve to focus on his spirit. High spirit could strengthen memory, even leading to photographic recall, and could also expand his memory capacity. Of course, remembering too much wasn't necessarily good; the more Wang Yan experienced, the more painful it would be.

I need to improve my mental state in the future, otherwise, I might end up mentally ill, Wang Yan secretly resolved.

He opened the System Panel.

Wang Yan

Attributes: Strength 12

Agility 12

Constitution 13

Spirit 13

Unallocated Points: 4

Storage Space: 1m³

Skills: English LV3

Fighting LV2

Management LV2

Sales LV2

Japanese LV1

...A bunch of level-zero skills omitted.

After several years of study and training in Dying to Survive, Wang Yan's harvest was bountiful.

Through tireless training, Wang Yan was no longer in a sub-health state. His constitution, strength, and agility had all improved, reaching the level of someone who exercises regularly. His weight had reached 160 pounds, but his appearance hadn't changed much; underneath his clothes, he was packed with lean muscle. Perhaps thanks to the System, his muscles weren't bulky like a bodybuilder's, but rather resembled those of street workout enthusiasts—though they looked better, a perfect middle ground between the two.

In terms of skills, the progress was even greater.

First, his English skill had reached the professional level of LV3; although he was just starting, he could already work as a translator. Second, through years of constant study, his Fighting reached the proficiency of LV2. Wang Yan had spent the most energy on fighting; over these years, he had paid to hire many professional domestic and international fighting masters, nutritionists, and more, which was also the reason for the improvement in his physical fitness and English.

Wang Yan had learned a wide variety of things, including Sanda, traditional martial arts, boxing, mixed martial arts, judo, Muay Thai, and other disciplines. If he had specialized in just one, he would have reached a professional level in that field after all these years, but trying to do too much led to poor digestion of the material—which was why Wang Yan was only at LV2. However, Wang Yan had plenty of time to learn and eventually synthesize everything into his own system.

What Wang Yan lacked now was real combat experience. After all, isn't fighting just about how to take someone down with the least cost, least effort, and highest efficiency? Wang Yan still had a long way to go, but he believed that there would be plenty of opportunities for real combat in the future, perhaps even killing.

Of course, there was a possibility of getting lost in it all and ending up as a jack-of-all-trades, master of none. But that was a long way off. As a person, you have to set goals; whether you succeed or not is another matter. At least the goal was good; if things went well, he might even become The Grandmaster.

As for other things like management, finance, and so on, there were too many, and Wang Yan had dabbled in quite a few.

It is worth mentioning that Wang Yan's Sales skill, his means of making a living, had reached LV2. Wang Yan guessed this might be because he hadn't dealt with high-value sales before.

In the world of Dying to Survive, the circles Wang Yan moved in were relatively high-level, and he had negotiated quite a few deals. After all, no matter what business you do, if you want to make money, you need sales. The amounts ranged from tens of millions to hundreds of millions. Compared to the housing prices in Lüda, where a house cost a few million, the tiers were too different, which was why the System hadn't recognized his sales ability before.

Years of experience had also improved his ability to read people and grasp the Human Heart by more than a notch. He believed that his life in the real world would only get better and better.

Overall, Wang Yan's progress was visible to the naked eye, and he was incredibly satisfied with it. What could be more pleasing than seeing one's own "daily improvement"? This was an indescribable sense of personal achievement.

Wang Jia's wish-fulfillment mission was completed, rewarding him with 4 free attribute points, and nothing else. Wang Yan had no complaints; he had learned so much, what was there to be dissatisfied with? The most important thing was to be content.

Wang Yan wasn't in a hurry to allocate the points; he would wait for the next wish-fulfillment mission to appear and see how things went.

The earlier memory shock had left Wang Yan exhausted, and he fell asleep as soon as he lay on the bed.