Revive, or did I transmigrate?
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, which was both unfamiliar and familiar, Ling Yi seemed to feel little emotion.
Are you happy? A little. Are you excited? Not really.
Compared to Revive, Ling Yi prefers time travel.
Having lived a mediocre life, Ling Yi returns to the past with a blank exam paper. He doesn't know how to face his former self, his former family, his former friends, and his former lover.
They all appeared in my life, accompanied me, and then left one by one. When death came, all that remained was loneliness.
Living is truly difficult. After sixty, one comes to understand one's destiny, and looking back, all that remains are hardships.
It's not about complaining, it's just that... it's difficult!
Ling Yi frantically searched his memory to see if he was a first-year or second-year high school student.
He must have just started high school. He remembered that there was a photo of him and his father in his album taken at the entrance of Hanyun High School.
That was one of the few photos of Ling Yi with his father.
The photos in my album look just like this now.
She had her hair parted in the middle, wore a blue and white school uniform, and white sneakers.
At that time, both I and my father seemed to be in high spirits.
He was admitted to Hanyun High School with the second-highest score in the county, and his father was the only contractor in the surrounding area, leading hundreds of people.
The only bridge in the village was built by my father, and the first cement road was also built by my father.
My father built the village's first rural bank and the first rural clinic.
At that time, a teacher's salary was only four or five hundred yuan, while my monthly living expenses exceeded one thousand five hundred yuan.
Ling Yi still remembers her father's smile in the photo. Her father was really young then, in his prime, with a mouthful of white teeth that was most striking, and his face was full of wrinkles when he smiled.
I glanced at the calendar on the wall.
September 13, 1997, Saturday, the second week of the first year of high school.
My memories of high school are completely blurred.
Of his classmates, he could only remember a handful of names. He had even forgotten which class he was in in the first year of high school—was it class three or class seven?
Oh, right, I was in Class 3 in my first year of high school, and then I moved to Class 7 in my second year!
From 1997 to 2043, a full forty-six years have passed, and there are many things that I really can't remember.
Just then, a series of soft coughs could be heard intermittently from the courtyard outside the window.
Upon hearing that voice, Ling Yi's heart skipped a beat.
That was my mother's voice.
In Ling Yi's memory, the most vivid image is that of her mother coughing.
My mother suffers from chronic bronchitis. She is fine in other seasons, but her condition worsens in winter.
I often cough from day to night.
When Ling Yi was a sophomore in college, her mother's condition worsened Rapid Speed, and she didn't make it through that winter.
According to the father's description, before her death, the mother neither coughed nor spoke louder. She ate two bowls of Chiaotzu at noon, then leaned against the wall with her head down and remained motionless.
That year, my mother was not yet forty years old.
"Cough cough!"
The sound of coughing outside the window pulled Ling Yi back to reality.
At this moment, Ling Yi had only one thought in his mind: to cure his mother's illness.
In this era, chronic bronchitis cannot be completely cured.
But by 2043, a special spray called 09 had been developed, which could completely cure the disease after two months of continuous use, but it was too expensive.
Ling Yi remembered that someone had publicly shared the 09 formula online.
To be precise, a hacker, dissatisfied with the high price of 09, deliberately leaked its formula, which included about a dozen kinds of Chinese herbs and their corresponding proportions.
From the formula perspective, the cost price of one spray is less than 3 yuan.
Even including packaging and advertising, the cost of a single spray bottle is at most around 7 yuan.
However, the market price of a 09 bottle is as high as 4900 yuan.
A two-month treatment course requires at least 20 vials, which costs nearly 100,000 yuan, making it unaffordable for most people.
After the 09 formula was leaked, Yangchang Pharmaceuticals was thrust into the spotlight.
The prescription leak was unavoidable; the speed at which it spread online was too fast.
In an effort to salvage its reputation, Yangchang Pharmaceuticals simply released the original formula and emphasized some key data regarding the formulation.
Can...
What's the use of knowing all this?
Who could have imagined being Revive?
Who could remember the details of the formula? Let alone the details of the formula, Ling Yi had even forgotten which year the 09 formula was leaked.
"If only I could use Baidu right now," Ling Yi murmured.
But then he gave a wry smile. Back in 1997, let alone Baidu, even mobile phones were a luxury, and Computer were just beginning to become common.
Ling Yi remembers clearly that his father's first mobile phone was Nokia with a green screen, which cost 1,800 yuan.
I got my first mobile phone, Motorola with a color screen, when I was in college in 2000.
Baidu Chinese search engine) only launched in September 2000. Where Baidu?
"Even with Baidu now, it's useless; the 09 Potion won't be available for decades..."
Just then, Ling Yi felt a wave of dizziness and a sense of weakness wash over him.
This feeling is almost exactly the same as the symptoms of severe hypoglycemia.
Ling Yi leaned against the door frame, and it took him more than ten minutes to finally recover.
Immediately afterwards, Ling Yi felt as if something had appeared in his mind.
As Ling Yi focused his attention to try and "see" what it was, an interface that was extremely familiar to Ling Yi appeared in his mind.
It was as if a Computer monitor window had appeared suspended in mid-air in a dark space, and the content of the window was the Baidu homepage.
"A hallucination?" Ling Yi murmured.
As my attention wandered, the interface in my mind suddenly disappeared. When I focused my attention again, the Baidu interface reappeared.
After trying more than ten times, Ling Yi finally confirmed that this did not seem to be an illusion.
Ling Yi knew that this must be his cheat code after his Revive.
Ling Yi sat down at his desk and began to study how to use the cheat system.
The bottom right corner of the interface displays the date as September 13, 2043, which is the same day forty-six years from now.
In other words, this Baidu is the Baidu of 2043.
Ling Yi finally became excited. Ling Yi knew very well what this 46-year time difference meant.
After some experimentation, Ling Yi discovered that this thing was very easy to use; he could input text with his thoughts and it would automatically search for it.
During this process, Ling Yi discovered something strange.
Anything that can be found through Baidu search can be instantly memorized by Ling Yi, and Photographic Memory.
It's not that Ling Yi has the ability to Photographic Memory, but rather that he directly stores the content he finds on Baidu in his mind.
It's somewhat like a browser cache record?
Perhaps you can think of your brain as a host computer connected to this monitor window, and the process of memorizing is like the process of downloading!
Ling Yi quickly found the formula for 09 Spray and automatically downloaded it into his brain.
Then the dizziness returned, I could no longer concentrate, the window in my mind disappeared instantly, and then a feeling of hunger came over me.
This feeling was extremely terrible, making Ling Yi feel as if he was about to die at any moment.
Ling Yi guessed that this was probably due to excessive energy consumption from using Baidu in his mind.
Following his memory, he arrived at the kitchen and happened to see a bowl of steamed buns on the stove. Ling Yi grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth.
After eating five steamed buns in a row, I finally felt like I had come back to life.
In the courtyard, Cong Lanzhi's mother was washing clothes.
His mother disappeared from his life for forty years, and many memories of her have become blurred.
He thought that after decades apart, his mother would have become a stranger, but she didn't. It was as if Ling Yi had suddenly returned to his childhood.
"Mom!" Ling Yi called out almost instinctively.
This call evoked a myriad of emotions, and it instantly awakened Ling Yi's long-numbed and indifferent heart.
"Mom!" Ling Yi called out again.
This call, tinged with grievance and deep longing, brought tears to my eyes.
Seemingly sensing that something was wrong with her Cong Lanzhi stood up and asked with concern, "Oh dear, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Did something happen at school?"
No, I just missed you!
Ling Yi took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions. After all, he was over sixty years old and still had some self-control.
Hearing Ling Yi's words, Cong Lanzhi patted Ling Yi's shoulder, then gestured to show their heights and laughed, "You're half a head taller than your mother now, you're a grown-up! You've only been away from home for a few days and you're already homesick?"
Ling Yi didn't speak. At this moment, he was grateful for his Revive!
A thousand words were on my mind, but at this moment, only a silly smile remained.
"Ahem!" Cong Lanzhi coughed a few more times and said, "Your dad should be back soon. I'll go cook."
"Mom, let me cook today. The smoke from our stove is too strong; it's not good for your health."
Cong Lanzhi immediately smiled; her son had learned to be filial!
Although I don't quite trust my son's cooking skills, I still want to give him this opportunity to show off.
"Alright, then let's try my son's cooking today."
Despite saying that, Cong Lanzhi was naturally worried and stood at the kitchen door, ready to correct any mistakes at any time.
Ling Yi's performance, however, greatly exceeded her expectations.
Apart from a minor blunder when lighting the stove at the beginning, Ling Yi made no further mistakes.
In fact, in Cong Lanzhi's eyes, her son was more experienced and skilled at cooking than she was.
In fact, Ling Yi hadn't seen a stove in a long time.
By 2025, not only will stoves be gone, but natural gas pipelines in cities will have been dismantled, and gas stoves will be long gone.
A device called Combustion Rod has become widespread throughout the world.
In December 2024, the Ancient Science Laboratory of the Ancient Country successfully synthesized a cold condensation change material, officially named 223 Gel.
It looks like a blue cesium glue, but it is actually a new type of energy material that is non-radioactive and pollution-free.
The advent of 223 Gel has directly changed the world's energy landscape, and 2024 is also known as the era of new energy revolution.
By the second half of 2025, 223 Gel will be widely used worldwide.
Cars, airplanes, trains, and household electricity are all using this new type of energy.
Combustion Rod are a product derived from new energy sources.
When they first came out, a single Combustion Rod cost 99 yuan, and one Combustion Rod could last for one or two months.
By 2026, the price had dropped to around 20 yuan per stick.