My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 263 The Price of Plagiarism

"Sunda Strait, Krakatoa..."

Meng Lang entered these two keywords in the search box, and a bunch of information popped up.

Krakatoa Volcano, a famous active volcano in Asia, is located on Lakata Island in the Sunda Strait between Indy Sumatra and Java Island, with an altitude of 813 meters.

The Krakatoa volcano is small in size, but it is extremely active. The most famous one is the volcanic eruption in 1883, which directly shook the world.

The powerful explosive force is equivalent to 100 million times that of the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima, and the roar of the explosion can be heard even in Australia, which is 3 kilometers away.

The eruption also caused a powerful earthquake and tsunami that spread to the interior of Java and Sumatra, destroying 295 villages and towns.

It took only 32 hours for the tsunami waves caused by the earthquake to rush out of Krakatoa and reach the west coast of Europe.

Its speed was fast and its damage was severe. As many as 6500 ships of various types sank due to tsunami along the way, and about 5 lives were lost...

"Um……"

The corner of his mouth twitched, he really didn't know how to evaluate this life.

Speaking of which, with the growth of strength and influence, how long has it been since I have not encountered such a situation where I died directly due to an accidental disaster?

The most recent way of death is either to be killed by the Night Demons in advance, or to die in the catastrophe of doomsday.

So much so that I almost forgot that the bad luck that my body was targeted by fate did not only come from the Night Demons...

"I'm careless..." Meng Lang sighed leisurely.

Recently, all the attention has been focused on dealing with the night demons, and subconsciously, they are indeed a little negligent in guarding against the doom that follows them everywhere.

But he didn't expect that fate, the bad old man, took advantage of his own relaxation of vigilance and stopped engaging in precise strikes, and directly opened AOE...

How despicable!If you have the ability, you can just let me squat directly in the crater of the volcano...

Meng Lang couldn't help complaining.

But a little strange ah?Obviously, in "Apocalypse", it's okay to travel around the world by myself, so why did something happen when I went to Southeast Asia this time?

Could it be that the death method of Alzheimer's is more in line with the bad taste of that old guy of fate, so it has a higher priority?

Or maybe this little butterfly of mine has struggled too much recently... The backlash level of fate has been upgraded again?

Judging from the few words in the dialogue in the book, I should have some resistance to this trip abroad.

Thinking about it, no matter how inattentive I was, I would never take such a dangerous means of transportation as a yacht without any preparation.

Even if there is no rescue helicopter and rescue boat on standby 24 hours a day, the life jackets of the lifeboats are definitely saturated, and the escape route must be properly planned.

In normal situations such as yachts leaking mechanical failures, ships colliding with rocks, running aground and being hit by torpedoes, the probability of survival should not be low.

But you want to say that these ordinary safety measures are used to deal with super volcanic eruptions, and it is the kind that can feel the AOE splash damage at close range...

Please, someone directly detonated an active volcano!
That is comparable to the explosive equivalent of N nuclear bombs!

At best, I am going to visit a neighbor's house. Even if the emergency plan is sufficient, there is no need to achieve the disaster response level of a super-nuclear explosion, right?
It's one thing for me to relax my vigilance, and it's even more outrageous if I don't talk about martial arts luck!
Apart from regretting that his ambition was not rewarded, Meng Lang sacrificed a brother in vain, so he could only mourn his fate for a short time...

[On December 2018, 12, the Krakatau volcano erupted in the Sunda Strait of India, triggering a super tsunami of unknown scale...]

He jotted down the message in his notebook.

He sighed in distress.

In the past, it was just a problem with the transportation, but now it has been upgraded to the point where I was hit with a natural disaster-level weapon...

There is a first time for everything, and there are often countless times after that.

Meng Lang, who had completely despaired of his own luck, had no choice but to speculate on his fate with the worst malice.

Is it possible that from now on, not only do I have to guard against all kinds of assassins in life, but even such large-scale natural disasters have to make a "Disaster Avoidance Guide"?

"A car accident when going home, a plane crash when going to the capital, a volcanic eruption while visiting Southeast Asia...

Could it be that I am against the horoscope of long-distance travel?
This is the rhythm that will force me to become an otaku..."

At least, Su City and Mengjia Village, the two places where I often stay, should have no large-scale natural disasters at the natural disaster level within 25 years.

Otherwise, for the sake of my own life, I will definitely remind myself a little bit.

As for the entire country of Hua... and even the entire world, not to mention super natural disasters occur every day, but the frequency of occurrence is also extremely frequent, and it is not realistic to list them all in an encyclopedia for yourself.

The safest way is to read more books and travel less.

As a last resort, we must risk our lives, and we must first send a brother to investigate the local cultural characteristics and geological features, as well as all kinds of natural and man-made disasters in the next few decades, so as not to step on shit again...

Living... so tired!
Meng Lang turned his attention to the photo in "Shan Hai Jing".

This time it was not me who was in the wheelchair, but Yan Weiwei.

She had a plaster cast on her right leg and a neck brace around her neck, making her look a little comical.

He looked a little ashamed and angry at the camera, raised his right hand and waved forward, as if about to throw something, which became a little blurred in the frozen photo.

What she was holding... looked like an ashtray?

Hello!Are you serious?
"Isn't that very energetic..." Meng Lang curled his lips.

Even if he is not on the scene, he can probably use his association and imagination to write a 300-word essay based on this photo.

It’s nothing more than the fact that Yan Weiwei, who is full of confidence, will fail to climb the mountain and return in embarrassment. In the end, she was snapped by herself without knowing why, and kept this rare "picture of losing the helmet and removing the armor"...

"Climbing will..."

Meng Lang felt helpless.

The so-called mountains and seas, the sea is the Sunda Sea, and the mountain is Zhongnan Mountain...

It seems that there is no connection between the north and the south, but they are tied to cause and effect by an inexplicable "mountain climbing club".

The general context of events should be like this...

On the surface, she lives an enviable life as a charter wife, but in fact she bears the important task of inheriting the family's martial arts.

Through unremitting efforts and resistance, the girl who was unwilling to be arranged early in her life finally won three years of free time for herself, but the deadline is the end of this year.

In order to prolong the beautiful and happy free time, he agreed to participate in this mountaineering meeting by betting against his old man, and wanted to take three years and three years...

But the ending is that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and there are people beyond the people. If you don't reach the top, you will be eliminated!
This is the last parting trip, just because this guy likes to watch the sea, and I owe him a sunrise...

If we spread out the entire causal chain, my final outcome is actually already doomed on the day Yan Weiwei returns from failure.

It's just that facing such an important fate node, I didn't realize it, and I was still taking photos of Yan Weiwei's embarrassing state with gloating.

The ignorant are fearless!

But this is just a comment on the low-dimensional world from a high-latitude perspective.

Without the information advantage provided by this book, wouldn't the self in the book be played by fate?I didn't realize the cause and effect until just before I died.

In other words, is this considered a "dimensionality reduction blow"?
A seemingly inconspicuous "cause" has caused the "effect" of body death and Tao elimination, but the low-latitude biological authorities are obsessed with it, and it is impossible to pry into the mystery.

But by predicting the future, I can constantly modify the key "causes" and create the "effects" I want to see.

From this perspective, this book can barely be regarded as a "weapon of causality"?
Looking at the mediocre autobiography lying on the desk, Meng Lang couldn't help but be speechless...

It's so terrifying!
but……

Meng Lang was a little puzzled.

There is a saying in the book that is right, the parting of adults is always quiet and does not need any comments.

The trajectory of life before today should indeed be like this.

Yan Weiwei didn't go to climb Zhongnan Mountain, let alone go to Sunda Sea with her and others.

Why is it suddenly different this time?

Could it be the butterfly effect caused by helping Fan Shigang in the bar?
The effect should have come out a few episodes earlier, it won't wait until today.

So what caused Yan Weiwei to suddenly not want to say goodbye quietly, and chose an almost tragic way to launch a final charge against the mountain of fate?
Meng lang began to think carefully about what he had done recently.

What would have a major impact on Yan Weiwei's thinking and change her life plan?

Although a little narcissistic, but as the only little butterfly of destiny, no matter what inexplicable changes occur in the life trajectory of others.

No need to reason...the problem is right on my brother!

But most of the time recently I seem to be very honest at home, writing codes, searching information and planning my life.

Apart from the habitual visits and brief encounters, it seems that he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, right?
emm...

Besides singing a song for Yan Weiwei...

rash:"……"

illusion!This must be my own illusion!

It is impossible for Yan Weiwei, whose brain is mostly muscles, to love the brain so much!
I want to try my best to deny this possibility, but inexplicably, those eyes on the beach that night under the starry sky appeared in my mind...

Meng Lang was in a bad mood.

what is this?
The truth can be said indiscriminately, but the song cannot be sung indiscriminately?

The price of plagiarism... so tragic...

And... at least it's a first-time offender, so you won't even be given a chance to reform? !

(End of this chapter)