He secretly changed his character

A clear 3D image appeared in the middle of the group, with all his information around it.

Chinese name: Fei Mingze

English name: Figaro

Age: 31

Date of birth: June 18, 1999

Constellation: Leo

Height: 187cm

Birthplace: Longcheng, Huading

Hobbies: skiing, golf

Specialties: violin, oil painting and horse riding

Bloodline: One eighth German from great-grandfather, one eighth French from great-grandmother.

Brief introduction: A dual-degree master's student in biological science and genetic engineering at the University of Cambridge. After graduation, he became the most proud student of Hunt Morgan, a contemporary master of biological science.

He has published articles in The Lancet many times. His two articles, "Cancer and Genetics" and "Cancer under Genetic Engineering", published three years ago, caused a sensation in the entire academic community as soon as they were published.

Some people predict that cancer, a terminal illness, may be conquered within five years, and this talented young man will be responsible for this crucial task.

For unknown reasons, three years later, this medical doctor disbanded his research team and disappeared from everyone's sight, like a meteor slid across the sky.

Such a powerful life made Lu Zichu, who had accomplished nothing, feel ashamed. He couldn't help but wonder, if the Emperor of Heaven asked him what he was dissatisfied with in Heaven.

Lu Zichu would definitely tell him that everything was fine in heaven, except for one thing that made him dissatisfied, which was the lack of a hole in the ground that prevented him from crawling in at this moment, in order to ease his embarrassment.

Lucifer was amazed, [Merlin's beard! ]

Lu Zichu asked, [What are you talking about? ]

Gabriel was also intoxicated, [This must be the best dish on earth. The best! ]

Lu Zichu's damage value soared.

[Originally, in 2026 AD, humans were going to develop a method to cure cancer, thus taking the process a qualitative leap forward.]

Lu Zichu took over the conversation, "But this problem has not made any progress until now in 2030. So, do you want me to find the reason why he didn't continue the research?"

The Emperor of Heaven added, "And helped him accomplish this feat. 】

So, what can I get in return?

【Give you a chance to be reborn and strike back. 】

Frankly speaking, for a dead person, a completely new life is nothing but a foolish dream.

Lu Zichu's heart was beating violently, but his face remained calm as he spoke, "But I don't understand why you asked me to get this patch. Fei Mingze and I are just... well, passers-by to each other."

In fact, what Lu Zichu didn't say was that he was his mortal enemy and the nightmare of his first half of life. To be more precise, he was the nightmare of all the students in Longcheng City.

"Look at Fei Mingze, who could recite 300 Tang poems and write 1,000 Chinese characters at the age of three."

"Look at Mingze next door. She has already won many Mathematical Olympiad awards at the age of nine."

"Can you learn from Fei Mingze, the top student in Feng Yang's grade?"

"I've reached level nine in violin, and level seven in karate! Level seven!"

"I was recommended to Tsinghua University and Peking University. I passed both IELTS and TOEFL. I received offers from Cambridge, Stanford, and MIT."

"A full scholarship to a foreign university. Every year."

……

There are countless such cases.

Not only did Lu Zichu feel pain in his ears, but every student lived under his shadow.

Among them, Lu Zhengyi is the backbone of Fei Mingze's star-chasing trend. Every day, Fei Mingze's popularity in his search engine has remained high, and it has become the hot word of the year, and has been at the top of the list for several years.

If his son could have a custom product, Lu Zhengyi would definitely choose Fei Mingze's model as the sample, and then generously send Lu Zichu to the manufacturing factory, and repeatedly instruct the design engineers to set all parameter values ​​according to Fei Mingze's design drawings to ensure that the finished product has a zero percent error.

Even Lu Zichu had to admit that if everyone was a smart phone, then Fei Mingze would undoubtedly be the top configuration today. He had extraordinary intelligence since birth and was hundreds of streets ahead of his peers.

But I am just an outdated first-generation mobile phone. I ran out of memory halfway through the program of life and could not continue, so I had to terminate it forcefully.

The Emperor frowned, [Uh, this... can't be understood that way.]

How should we understand this?

[You will need to go and find out. Anyway, the targets and tasks have been given to you. You have to walk all the paths yourself.]

When Lu Zichu saw that Lucifer and Gabriel were both looking at him, he felt as if the end of the world had come and they were looking at the hero who could save the fate of mankind.

Lu Zichu had long been tired of a life of accomplishing nothing. But he was quite satisfied to be filled with confidence and expectations, and to be given such a noble mission.

In fact, it was mainly their reaction that healed his self-esteem, which had been hit hard and shattered in front of Lu Zhengyi.

[Okay, I agreed. 】

The Emperor of Heaven asked very carefully, [Would you like to think about this carefully?]

【No need. 】

[No matter what happens, you will not regret it? 】

[Is there anything in this world that can make people regret more than death? 】

Gabriel cried with joy and wiped his eyes.

The Emperor of Heaven clapped his hands and spoke with great courage, [Okay, start the Patch Plan No. 10. Codename: Nuwa. Attacker: Lu Zichu. Attacker: Fei Mingze. Military Advisors: Da Vinci, Einstein.]

Lu Zichu asked, "How do I return to the human world? Do you want me to get a cool time machine?"

【Three—two—one, Action! 】

Lu Zichu felt someone kick him and he fell from the Nine-Layered Sky Building in Heaven.

***

At the same time, in a room in the human world, a sleeping figure lying on the table suddenly woke up with a start.

Lu Zichu stretched, yawned, and then rubbed his messy hair.

The summer cicadas outside were chirping at the top of their lungs, as if they knew they would soon die and were still maintaining their last bit of stubbornness.

He was upset by what he heard, so he picked up a book and threw it out of the window, but failed, so he thought of throwing a second one.

It was at this moment that he finally realized something was wrong.

Slowly, he put down the book in his hand, which turned out to be a high school Chinese textbook.

His eyes swept across the table and he saw the messy books, "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation", "Huanggang Question Bank", and "Hengshui Middle School Famous Teachers' Collection".

Lu Zichu was extremely confused when he saw these books.

As a hard-working programmer, if I have to read books, I should read "Code Complete", "A Programmer's Self-cultivation", "Design Program and Art", etc. These books are in line with my identity.

But, these books?

Lu Zichu's eyes wandered, and he immediately saw his own face flashing by in the mirror on the table.

He subconsciously picked up the mirror, and then his pale face appeared in it. He was like being struck by lightning.

This is not him, Lu Zichu, the face of a down-and-out man who just lost his father at the age of thirty, was betrayed by his wife, and had his patented technology stolen by a colleague and was fired.

This face is full of traces of youth, and there is a tenacious pimple on the forehead, which is announcing to its owner that it still holds on to the tail of youth and will never let go.

This is not myself.

This is really not myself.

But...that's not right either.