My universe in a bottle

Li Qing was speechless for a moment.

Anyway, this is too outrageous.

He looked again at the interior of the isolated and sterile workshop, looking at it carefully.

At least on the surface, nothing unusual can be seen.

"correct."

Through the glass, Ning Guochang suddenly looked at the free-moving black ink army on his table, "You know, what are you, the 0.0023-gram military civilization I control, talking about now?"

"Are they talking now?" Li Qing asked curiously.

Ning Guochang spread his palms helplessly, "They can't understand our sound wave vibration language. They are just communicating with a special wave of consciousness: Outside the wall of chaos, there is a vast and huge alien god, communicating with their creation." The gods of the world are communicating.”

They seem to feel consciousness.

He couldn't clearly see his human body shape, but he could actually see the vast consciousness.

Li Qing was silent, staring at this bit of black mud, and said in surprise: "Wait, you mean, I am also an evil god in front of them?"

"Yes." Ning Guochang said.

Ning Guochang said that the two humans, currently using the common method of "sound wave vibration communication", were regarded as a mysterious and indescribable language of alien gods in the eyes of them who could not speak.

Moreover, just listening to this ancient god's language will blow away their armies.

Lift up their houses.

Set off an unimaginable hurricane of destruction.

And will it be mixed with corrosive and deathly acid rain?

Think about it too.

Who allowed someone's mouth to be so close to the table?

"They really admire you." Li Qing said.

He bet it was more surprising than any story of psychotic delusion he had ever seen.

Not even psychopaths throughout human history have ever been more fanciful than what is described today.

This has refreshed the imagination limit of mental patients.

If it's really just a conjecture...

"The 0.0023 grams of microbial kingdom I currently control all admire me." Ning Guochang showed a complicated smile, as if this was the only thing that made him happy after the horrific events these days.

Li Qing asked: "Then what are you going to do next?"

"suicide."

Ning Guochang took a deep breath and spit out the decision he had already prepared:

"In this room, the new civilization calls itself the Kingdom of Atabibia, which represents a country ruled by wise engineers. I will not be their Pangu and become the origin of their civilization."

"I've had enough, I've had enough of these weird things, I want to die with them."

"Probably not."

Li Qing calmly analyzed: "You can still struggle for a while. There is nothing to fear from the bacterial civilization in the microscopic world. Those who are intelligent are just microorganisms. Just kill the awakened microorganisms."

The intelligence of these single cells cannot be easily inherited.

In other words, the offspring cannot proliferate, and the number is constant. Just kill those mutated individuals.

Although the number may be in the hundreds of millions.

Treated as cancer cells, chemotherapy is feasible.

However, the process is more complicated, and it is impossible to eliminate them all. They can metastasize and hide even more than cancer cells.

Anyone with some wisdom will play hide and seek with you in the body.

Although the physical damage caused by chemotherapy is huge, as long as it is reduced to a safe number, they may not be able to cause trouble.

"It is possible, but it is more likely that they will kill every fish and break the net, create biological virus weapons, kill me, a giant, and let me collapse into their vast country. When one whale falls, all things will survive."

Ning Guochang saw clearly, and his voice was surprisingly calm, "I don't want to struggle anymore."

In fact, he was too tired.

For him who suffers from trypophobia, this beginning was a mental torture comparable to torture.

His strong desire to survive made him try to struggle and live in a world of secret fear, but his suicidal and depressive tendencies became more and more serious, until now all the microorganisms in his body have awakened.

He knew full well that he was at the end of his rope.

At this moment, the voice of the mental patient opposite the window was so weak that it was lifeless:

"I want to transform the biological structure and destroy them before they can rebirth their own civilization."

"I have made all arrangements, wrapped in a sealed protective suit, locked up with them, shined ultraviolet light on the protective suit and sprayed alcohol with alcohol, then went out of this room, found an oil drum and set myself on fire, and died with them."

"Right now, they are still ordinary microorganisms. If these single cells evolve in a few weeks, they will be in trouble if they can block ultraviolet rays and alcohol."

Ning Guochang said: "You are the only person I can trust. I hope you will help me in the future. After I commit suicide, help me deal with the remaining microorganisms in this workshop and my funeral. It shouldn't be too difficult."

Apparently, he had everything sorted.

Li Qing said:

"Although I really want to believe you, this is unbelievable after all. For the sake of your life, can you prove again that your ability is true? This is the professional ethics of a doctor."

Ning Guochang jumped lightly, dexterously jumping on the wall a few times like a spider, before landing back on his seat again.

Li Qing's whole body trembled with shock. In the end, he experienced a brainstorm for a few seconds, and finally sighed: "I understand, this has subverted all my life experience so far. I really can't help you."

"I know." Ning Guochang sat on the chair and looked at the black spots on the table, pointed at them and said:

"Did you hear that? They are cheering and calling me, the God of Creation! I am their leader!"

"My previous life was very humiliating and ugly, but now I am respected and worshiped by other simple creatures! They are even willing to sacrifice themselves to fight for me, to conquer a kingdom that is tens of thousands of times larger than them."

Li Qing said nothing.

"My parents are gone. They wanted to support my study abroad and help me start a family. The last time they called me, they were waiting for me to pick up my grandson. They asked me how I was doing and whether I had picked up a foreign girl. I didn't dare to speak. It's so far away from home. It was not as good as they thought, and then something suddenly happened to them, and now I have a problem too, so I will go see them soon."

"But thinking about my life, I don't regret it. After living this mediocre life like this, I might as well be a god for a while. These people worship me and admire me. The last moments are brilliant and brilliant. I What is here is not waste, but the glorious epic of their civilization.”

"People who live seriously are not trash." Li Qing, who was still in shock, comforted him.

It is his job to comfort and ease the patient's emotions.

Although the strange deeds in front of him made him somewhat forget about his work.

"Yeah yeah."

Ning Guochang's expression was magnanimous. As he spoke, he returned to the silly smile that was characteristic of those simple rural people he first saw.

After that, Li Qing and Ning Guochang no longer discussed the story of the mythical kingdom, but talked about trivial household matters, his past, his tragedy, and the simple happiness of his childhood.

In the end, Li Qing didn't know how he left.

My mind went blank.

The entire next day was spent in a dull, numb trance.

At this time, his friend called again and asked about returning to China for a long time. He was not sure how much he heard.

In the last moments of his life, Ning Guochang actually chose to confide everything to himself, a psychiatrist.

Because only I am willing to find him.

In this foreign country, I am the only one who treats him as a friend, respects him, and listens to him carefully from beginning to end.

Different from his mythical stories about zombie adventures and the creation of Pangu, this is an ordinary story that has happened to many people.

This seemingly free country is indeed free for some of the top figures, who have brilliant and exciting lives and champagne beauties, but for ordinary people in this country, it is cannibalistic.

Li Qing received many mental patients here and listened to them tell their stories of suffering. Basically, without exception, they all had one characteristic: poverty.

Rich people have different happiness levels.

Only poverty is the fundamental reason for the emergence of most acquired mental illnesses. The 996 job of modern workers not only destroys your body, but also destroys your spirit.

And why don't I bear the pressure of these people at the bottom of society?

Psychiatrists are already extremely stressed.

During the phone call, my friend also noticed that Li Qing was absent-minded, and finally asked: "Did you buy a ticket?"

After hesitating for a moment, Li Qing replied: "I still have something to do, so I won't go back to China yet."

My friend, who is also a psychiatrist, immediately realized, "No! There's something wrong with you. Is there something wrong with your patient? Don't take it to heart.

People like us have witnessed a lot of pain and cannot really bring emotions into it. Haven't you seen so many people in the same industry who are depressed? Our profession is about carrying a heavy load, and the psychological pressure is greater than that of the funeral home next door! "

After hanging up the phone to comfort his friend, Li Qing remained silent.

Until one afternoon three days later.

Li Qing heard a piece of news.

Someone died in self-immolation.

It is said that he was Chinese, and that he had a mental illness case before and had a suicide note. In a country where shootings are common, it was easy to handle.

Another day passed.

Li Qing received an anonymous courier.

The thing inside is very simple, only a crimson crystal rhombus core.

——This is the source of superpowers.

The moment he got the crystal core, his entire mind went blank, his heart was beating fast, and he swallowed a gulp of saliva.

The authority of the second generation zombie lord.

Li Qing was suddenly confused, and kept thinking about the gorgeous and fantastic stories that Ning Guochang had told him before. This crystal core seemed to open the devil's door, and it might be an opportunity to completely change his life.

Fear?

Sort of.

Because I witnessed the incredible civilization myth in the workshop and laboratory with my own eyes, the vast creation god was killed by his creation people through rebellion.

Excited?

Of course.

This is an adventure of class improvement, an ordinary turning point in life!

With a background in medicine, he knew how terrifying this potential was and how many tricks it could play.

As long as you control yourself well, you can reach the top of that group of people in the world!

Establish huge forces and underground technology companies, build laboratories, and secretly create micro-civilizations to promote the emergence of extraordinary things.

even……

Decipher the origin of life and move towards immortality.

There is no doubt that the biological development of modern humans has so far been extremely slow.

Human biotechnology has just begun the field of nanobugs and nanorobots, but what about yourself?

It is equivalent to having nano-scale and micron-scale biological robots right from the beginning.

This is something that any doctor with a dream cannot refuse.

Even though I was just a small psychiatrist, I still had such a great dream of being a biology professor.