ryethenovel Chapter 14 [Original Sin from the Creator]
Chapter 14 [Original Sin from the Creator]
Xu sat in the courtyard, the autumn sun shining on him, bringing a lazy warmth.
I swiped my phone screen and opened the banking app that I'd looked at countless times.
In the balance column, a string of numbers, not too long but enough to put his mind at ease, lay there quietly.
This amount of money might not even be enough for a meal in the eyes of those wealthy people who are willing to spend lavishly.
But for Xu Ye, this meant that he had temporarily escaped his predicament of survival.
No more worrying about the next meal or the next utility bill.
He could even start planning how to use the money to renovate the old house that holds his childhood memories and is now swaying in the wind and rain.
Perhaps we could replace that creaky door first, and then fix the leaky roof.
The familiar dull pain returned. The effects of the frost spores had worn off, but since it was still within the tolerable range, Xu was not in a hurry to get an injection.
The phone then made a "ding" sound.
A notification popped up on the screen: a new email from the city's central hospital.
Dear Mr. Xu, According to your medical records, you have exceeded your scheduled follow-up appointment by two weeks. To ensure timely monitoring of your condition, please schedule a follow-up appointment as soon as possible…
"Sigh... As expected, there's no escaping it." Xu leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
The wealth brought by "Nine Lands" was ultimately just firewood to prolong his life, fuel to temporarily ward off the cold, rather than the flood that could extinguish the fire that burned his life.
The mental frost spores will run out, cancer cells will develop drug resistance, and the doctor... will only announce, time and time again, in an increasingly somber tone, the accelerating countdown to his life.
No.
This can't go on any longer.
The Kaz civilization must be pushed to the next stage.
They can no longer be satisfied with creating improved tools like the Nine-Soil Drug; they must create targeted drugs that can target cancer.
Xu Ye's gaze passed over the courtyard wall and landed on the glass palace, Anthill, shimmering in the sunlight in the corner.
A thought tinged with a hint of blasphemy...
He, Xu Ye, will use his own cancer cells to unleash the cruelest divine punishment upon his creations.
At the same time, it is also the only revelation.
Even if there are many uncontrollable events, so what?
During this period, more than a pound of the Nine Soil was produced, which, based on the price, was enough for him to use for a period of time.
Therefore, it's inevitable that the Kars will be the first to be targeted.
The hypocritical Creator may indeed comfort and even deceive himself in this way.
They also believe that this is the necessary evil and ladder to transcendence, but it requires sacrificing civilization as fuel.
Xu returned to the room and took out a brand new pack of sterile syringes and a bottle of medical alcohol from the box containing medical supplies.
The movements were slow, and each step was performed with great solemnity.
Tearing open the packaging of the alcohol swabs, the white cotton pads emitted a pungent odor.
He lifted the corner of his shirt and carefully wiped and disinfected the skin near the lesion on his abdomen. Then he unpacked a 5 ml syringe.
The orange-yellow needle cap was removed, and the sharp, hollow needle tip gleamed coldly under the light.
Xu took a deep breath.
The needle tip gently touched the skin.
A touch of coldness.
With a slight exertion of the wrist, the needle tip pierced the skin's barrier and penetrated deeper.
The pain was there, but it was nowhere near as excruciating as the pain caused by cancer cells.
He held his breath, controlling the angle and depth of the needle, trying to probe the core of the lesion that was causing him so much anxiety day and night.
Finally, we found it.
Slowly move the piston.
Crimson blood, mixed with some darker, fine tissue fragments, was slowly drawn into the syringe.
In Xu Ye's eyes, the sample extracted from his body was the most filthy and vicious curse in the world.
But soon, it will become the most sacred revelation that God has given to Anthill.
Throughout the entire extraction process, Xu Ye's heart was torn apart by two extreme emotions.
He is a merciless god who brings calamity, coldly casting the demons within his body upon the world that trusted him implicitly.
At the same time, he was also that mortal yearning to be saved, using his last strength to make the most humble plea to his creation.
"My children..."
"I hope you... can defeat me."
……
The Anthill Era, approximately 1500.
The sky cracked open for the third time.
For every Khaz citizen within the hive, this was yet another great miracle from beyond the world, following the Trial of the Rock and the Oracle of the Fertile Land.
The Wise King Kaz was the first to awaken from his simulation of the divine artifact. Its vast collective consciousness network locked onto the gaping hole in the sky.
All the people stopped what they were doing, and the entire hive fell into an absolute silence mixed with awe and anticipation.
They await new divine pronouncements, yet they have not given up on understanding, simulating, and responding to the gods.
This time, the divine message that descended was different from those of the past.
It was a... warm, wriggling, chaotic "living thing".
It was small, no bigger than a speck of dust compared to the entire hive.
But it pierced through the barriers of the world, carrying everything with it, like a storm, shattering the cognition of all the people of the Katz.
The core consciousness of Wise King Kaz, and the collective consciousness network of the clan, caused a brief malfunction in the logical judgment system of countless citizens.
Parsing failed!
Modeling failed!
I can't understand it!
This thing that fell from the sky was the most... blasphemous existence that the Wise King Kars had ever seen since his birth.
Its structure is chaotic and disordered, with each cell undergoing pathological proliferation in a way that is neither aesthetically pleasing nor logical.
Its very existence contains a terrifying desire, purely for expansion and destruction.
Everything about it runs counter to the absolute order that the Kaz civilization has believed in for thousands of years.
It is like a perfect mistake, an ultimate contradiction created by God himself, yet intended to overturn all the order established by God.
The warm, fleshy sample fell to the ground under the horrified gazes of all the Kaz people.
It did not land on an open space outside the city.
Then, as if it had exhausted all its power, it turned into an ordinary, dark red lump.
All the decomposers went into defensive stance, all the builders began to reinforce the walls of the hive, and the perceivers focused all their computing power on that strange, divinely bestowed object.
Inside the Temple of the Nest City, the Wise King Khaz floated in the air.
What is God's intention?
[Antheraea 1502: The Creator sent down a third divine oracle, a living flesh originating from within the body of a god, its name being... "Cancer."]