Infinite Life: Trapped in a lifetime

The ceiling fan, with a layer of dust on its surface that never seems to get rid of, whirrs,

The not-so-cool wind brought by it stirred the pages of books spread out on the desks.

The boys and girls, perhaps tired, held pens in their hands and yawned from time to time.

Or just following the teacher's strokes on the blackboard at the front of the classroom with high energy.

In the silence, there are subtle chalk strokes across the blackboard, pen tips across the pages, and the mixed sounds of fans cutting through the wind.

Along with the sound, there is also some smell unique to the classroom. I can't tell if it's unpleasant or something else.

Occasionally, the wind outside the window blows into the classroom. The early summer wind and the wind from the ceiling fan are still distinct, and there is more of a dry smell in the air.

This is the classroom in high school when I was eighteen years old.

The familiar feeling of falling appears,

Mo Dao soon regained consciousness and opened his eyes.

This familiar sight, the familiar wind, and the quiet and complex sounds seemed to suddenly drown him again.

It completely brought him back to this world.

Mo Dao lowered his head and glanced at the pen he was holding tightly in his hand.

No more action either.

Almost as soon as I opened my eyes,

Mo Dao didn't need to take the initiative to think, almost instinctively, some irritable emotions emerged in his heart.

This is almost inevitable.

Because at this moment,

The countdown in front of him started flowing again from the original number, and he gained time.

At the same time, a lot of things were lost.

Except for the memories of another life added to his mind, he never took anything away from the previous life.

Including Miss Qin Huaishi, who once again accompanied him throughout his life, actually stayed there.

This accumulation of futility cannot be offset by thinking about something.

However, the life goal of the previous life has been achieved.

He did see a world he had never seen before.

He still saw a broader world in a limited time, but on a spatial scale and a technical scale.

The birth of controllable nuclear fusion technology and technological changes have given rise to a completely different future world.

Such a completely new world seemed to give Mo Dao a feeling of breathing in a larger space.

If time is limited, creating a more different, vast, new and unseen world in space seems to be the only option to escape the 'cage' of time.

The achievement of this goal made Mo Dao feel better about his irritability and futility.

Mo Dao looked at the familiar countdown that he could see in front of him when he concentrated.

Think about some things from the previous life.

The changes in productivity brought about by energy affluence and the changes in the entire world are disruptive and thorough from top to bottom.

At the end of his last life, he almost spent the rest of his life in a completely new future.

Before his death,

In fact, China in the last century was already on the verge of another huge change in productivity.

The ‘Suigu Plan’ was also spawned by a situation of high energy affluence.

In the year before Mo Dao passed away, some results had actually been achieved.

The Suigu plan was not completely built, but the people who implemented the plan wanted the 'Suigu wisdom'.

Before the Suigu technology was fully completed, it had already been initially spawned.

It's not scary, even if it's really strong artificial intelligence,

After mastering its underlying logic and limiting its ability to output externally,

Things like an omnic crisis are basically impossible to happen.

Its powerful intelligence mainly comes from the already completed construction in the Suigu plan, which is like a densely packed city high-rise building with extremely high computing power.

With the support of computing power beyond the imagination of most people,

The intelligence of ‘Suigu’ has reached an unprecedented level.

It basically satisfies the idea that people wanted to create a general artificial intelligence at the beginning of the Suigu Project.

Before Mo Dao's death, China's smart transportation network had begun to connect to Suigu Smart.

Smart factories are also in the process of connecting to Suigu.

In Mo Dao's last conversation with the old leader from his previous life, he also mentioned 'Suigu'.

It is expected that after that, Suigu will gradually begin to be involved in official budgets and other aspects, until he plays a unified role in coordinating industrial production and demand quantities throughout China.

In terms of communication alone, basically no one can tell whether Suigu is an artificial intelligence program in a blind test.

As for Suigu, the most well-known thing to the public at that time was that the main station once invited the chief engineer of Suigu Plan to do an interview program.

On the show, the host asked a question that many people were concerned about: whether Suigu has self-awareness.

The chief engineer of Suigu Plan gave a very strict answer: I don’t know. We expect to achieve the result of qualitative change through quantitative change, but we do not know where the scale and dividing line between quantitative change and qualitative change are, nor do we know whether qualitative change occurred in Suigu. We asked Suigu about this issue and it said it did. But we prefer that if the qualitative change is 100%, Suigu's growth process at this moment is wirelessly approaching 100%, but it may never reach the true 100% state.

But none of these affected the rapid increase in productivity after the birth of Suigu.

There were already some clues about this before Mo Dao passed away in his previous life.

…

What will you do in this life?

Mo Dao looked in front of him with a calm expression.

In his last life, he had already seen a new world in the future based on the realization of controllable nuclear fusion.

What about this life?

Do you want to give Doomsday a try?

A devastated and broken future wasteland world?

This is a completely different world from the previous life.

And the knowledge and information Mo Dao has accumulated now is enough to do this.

Stir up the whole world and beat it to pieces.

After this lifetime, Mo Dao actually accumulated a lot of hostility.

Mo Dao's face was still quite calm at this moment.

But the irritable mood that had just been suppressed emerged again.

He really wanted to tear the whole world to pieces,

This is another kind of scenery.

"...Okay, if you just drank some water, go have some fun. The next class is in a few minutes."

"...Mo Dao."

"Brother Mo, please, I have to pee in my pants, Brother Mo."

Just when Mo Dao was thinking about something.

This class has ended after the tug-of-war.

When the teacher walks out of the classroom,

Fu Hui, the tablemate next to Mo Dao, stood up irritably and shouted twice. Before Mo Dao could get up,

He just dug out from his desk and went straight to the toilet.

At the same time, Mo Dao also heard a familiar girl's voice behind him.

It's a poem by Qin Huai.

In this life, when my consciousness regains consciousness,

Mo Dao restrained his movements, so Qin Huaishi didn't ask him to turn around and see what he was doing during the whole class.

But now that get out of class was over, I shouted Mo Dao again.

Mo Dao paused and turned around.

Looking at the familiar girl's face, he stopped looking and smiled.

"What's wrong?"

"Where are you going to apply for the college entrance examination? Well... I'll refer to it for reference."

Qin Huaishi's tablemate also went out, and Mo Dao and Qin Huaishi were the only ones in the front and back rows.

The girl Qin Huaishi's cheeks and neck were a little red, but she still looked at Mo Dao seriously and waited for Mo Dao's answer.

"...I don't know. Maybe I won't take the exam."

Mo Dao smiled.

Plans for the apocalyptic world are on hold for now.

In fact, it's not like he hasn't seen the end.

The environment that Kellner was in was doomsday, and he no longer needed to look at the larger scope of such an apocalypse.