CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 47: PLAN

Zhu Zhengwei always felt that the most essential requirement for running a business or a company is sincerity and honesty.

Soon, a piece of information came out, with no falsehoods throughout.

[Beta version 0.3 update announcement (online update, will not affect any player’s gaming experience), details are as follows]

[Version patch: Birth of the Leek Chapter concluded, current version patch: Growth of the Leek.]

Major updates are as follows:

[1, Develop a level cultivation system. Through cultivation, plants will exhibit corresponding morphological changes, triggering special scene interactions. The specifics can be explored on your own.]

[2. Expand the "World" game server, additionally opening 2000 new beta test slots.]

[3. Open up new gameplay for players to explore on their own.]

[4. Fix a small number of potential bugs]

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Hmm.

Zhu Zhengwei calculated carefully, finding no loopholes.

The announcement was also straightforward.

"Not bad."

He began to organize a plot of land, waiting for a large batch of Immortal Herb to enter, preparing to start experimenting.

"Unlike the three-dimensional world of human life and real creatures, this special four-dimensional world must have special four-dimensional creatures, or perhaps soul system beings!"

"Ghosts, spirits of qi?"

Zhu Zhengwei constantly felt he was creating something remarkable.

If, before, I was creating a group of gods from the Four-dimensional World, am I not now creating a group of four-dimensional spirits and monsters?

Zhu Zhengwei’s imagination was quite expansive.

The first step in front of him was to decide the location of this forest.

After much thought, he definitively set his sights on the vast blue sea, "Across the sea, where ancient ruins of prehistoric civilization will open."

"And there, descendants of the Old Days, hiding in ancient refuges after a great catastrophe, conduct research as the only survivors of the era of Old Gods, studying the Immortal Herb forest there."

"After all, I have two thousand new experimental Immortal Herbs, I need to find some professional modern biology research personnel, to settle in my Immortal Herb forest."

Zhu Zhengwei eventually realized he wasn’t professional in biological research and needed experts to study and modify new organisms.

He’d managed to create a giant octopus just fine; brute force investment, reckless money spending, brute force biological research method, but to continue researching anything else?

Heh.

He was self-aware enough.

Particularly before, he had experienced the difference between professional and non-professional.

Learning through unconventional means made even squeezing a tube of toothpaste difficult.

And professionals?

Professionally systematic learning builds a framework of steamers, enabling oneself to exert several hundred times the strength with the same power.

"Find a few high-quality human servers in reality."

"Majoring in biology, genetics."

"And my hemophilia also needs to be formally researched and cured."

"After all, this disease affects me to some extent; although I consume qi, my brain is strong, but my body is still mortal, and this disease is quite unfriendly to me, even hitting my weak spot!"

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In reality.

Zhu Zhengwei opened his eyes.

He didn’t bother with how netizens would react; just let them apply for the beta test. After all, his main focus wasn’t on them.

Opening Baidu, he directly searched to find a biology expert in reality:

"Who are the top biologists in the world today?"

A large number of search results appeared, and Zhu Zhengwei began to carefully screen them.

Each expert stood at the pinnacle of human technology, receiving countless international honors and world medals, and opening up milestone achievements appearing before him.

They are the giants of the 21st century, expanding human civilization’s boundaries from civilization’s peak.

Previously, Zhu Zhengwei also longed to become one of them, because in his heart there was once a passion, having read a passage.

There are three deaths in a person’s life.

The first is when the heartbeat stops, and breathing ceases, which is biological death.

The second is during the funeral, silently leaving the social network.

The third is when the last person in the world who remembers you forgets, and the entire universe will have nothing to do with you, which is the true death.

And mankind has only one form of immortality, spiritual immortality.

To be renowned through the ages, remembered as a giant, a famous scientist, by having fundamental scientific domains, physics or chemical units named after oneself, like the unit of force: Newton, the unit of current: Ampere, the unit of resistance: Ohm, the unit of voltage: Volt, the unit of frequency: Hertz.....

Countless emperors and celebrities throughout history have longed to leave a mark on history for this very reason!

"But when real immortality appears before me, why should I still pursue that kind of immortality?"

In the university dormitory, warm golden sunlight poured in, Zhu Zhengwei’s expression calmly, peacefully sifting through pages, searching for scientists one by one.

He mastered a profound Dream World with vast potential!

He could explore the mysteries of the universe, the ultimate of life, the origin of the soul, the evolution of civilization...

Eventually, his gaze fixed on a report.

[Pillar of the Nation, Critical Instrument, Zeng Ciwen critically ill.]

"Recently..."

Zhu Zhengwei read the report, with furrowed brows.

This was a well-known biology and botany professor in Xia Country, who during the last century single-handedly advanced the related biological fields, leading his team to solve numerous challenging problems.

This was a famous pillar of the nation, with his story printed in high school textbooks.

However, in recent years, fewer have known about this academician, as mostly flowery stars occupied the headlines of this era.

Zhu Zhengwei sighed, "Even such a mighty figure of this era can’t escape the destiny of life and death; we all are mere specks of dust in this world."

Zhu Zhengwei opened the dormitory cabinet, tidying up a few clothes, planning a long trip.

"I’ve picked a candidate, a master of such caliber would be sufficient to research new ecosystems. I could attempt a personal visit to recruit talent—though it’s a bit far, my coverage area is already significant, and by adjusting the server to change the base station, bridging the servers should connect to this side’s Four-dimensional World."

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In a national university affiliated hospital.

Old man Zeng Ciwen’s body was emaciated, his demeanor withered, his skin like withered bark full of age spots, evidently near the end of his vitality.

In recent months, numerous students, professors, and experts from across the country had been visiting daily.

Zheng Linshou, with his granddaughter Zheng Weiwei, supporting himself on a cane, arrived on this very day, visiting this old man nearing the end of his vitality in a hospital ward.

Zheng Weiwei stood obediently at the door, while Zheng Linshou sat by the bedside, feeling gratified yet endlessly lamenting while seeing this once gallant old friend lying in bed.

He always seemed to feel a similar scene had occurred at some point.

It was so!

Suddenly, he remembered his days following his teacher.

Back then, his aged teacher had visited a long-gone old friend, and he was by his side.

That was his first experience of life’s weight and helplessness.

It was also that day that the teacher had an epiphany and truly saw qi.

"Life’s bitter memories only add regret; laugh at the world as clouds of dust."

Zheng Linshou suddenly recited his teacher’s feelings about old friends, and he watched the old man with a smile, "I still remember our hard times back then. Now that our country is prosperous and strong, we’ve grown old too."

The old man on the sickbed was quite at peace, "It’s enough, my life is complete enough, my children are exceptional, my grandchildren are exceptional, my old age is happy and prosperous, we can say our merits and accomplishments are complete."

"Indeed." Zheng Linshou nodded, "Our children are exceptional, my granddaughter Weiwei is very obedient and understanding, inheriting our family genes, quite clever."

His own life indeed had achieved success and fame, retiring to an unknown university in his hometown, enjoying the twilight years as a professor, nurturing flowers and birds, occasionally helping the younger generation with new technical projects, and offering some advice.

But he wasn’t as content as this free-spirited old man before him.

If he’d never seen, he’d never feel the disappointment that accompanied the memory of Bamboo Scenic Village with his teacher, leading him to a pure yearning for the longevity of life.

He often told himself that such a thing was out of reach and not something he could hope for, but the vision of the teacher and his gentleman’s perpetual youthful backs had been an involuntary fixture in his mind.

Nonetheless, Zheng Linshou treasured the conversation with this old man, keeping it deep inside.

"Grandpa, what if it came during the right time for you, why would you care about death?"

At a national university hospital.

Elder Zeng Ciwen’s body was emaciated, his demeanor withered and his skin like wilted tree bark, clearly nearing the end of his days.

And in recent months, some students, professors, and experts from all over the country visited daily.

Zheng Linshou, with his granddaughter Zheng Weiwei, supporting a cane, was also here on this day, seeing this once heroic old friend lying in bed and lamenting with these words, he humorously smiled and added, "I still remember how you would reflect on life and in the end found enlightenment that day." He laughed, "Even a strong person in these times cannot escape the destiny of old age, sickness, and death."

But Zheng Linshou kept it in his heart, and laughed as he watched this old man, saying, "Even admire such a strong figure like you; all of us who are mere specks of dust in this world cannot escape life and death."

Sighing deeply.

He stood up, perhaps wishing to visit this place in the future.

Indeed, the choice is made, such a giant, enough to research new ecosystems, and he could try to pay a visit and recruit talent, although a bit far, but his coverage range is already considerable, and by using the server to adjust the base station, making some server bridging, it is possible to connect to this side of the Four-dimensional World.

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In a university hospital attached nationwide.

Elder Zeng Ciwen’s body was emaciated, his demeanor withered, his skin like withered tree bark was full of age spots, clearly nearing the end of his vitality.

And in recent months, some students, professors, and experts from across the country, have come to visit daily.

Zheng Linshou, with his granddaughter Zheng Weiwei, supporting himself on a cane, also came that day to see this former heroic old friend lying listlessly in bed.

Zheng Linshou, leaning on his cane next to his granddaughter Zheng Weiwei, looked at this once magnificent friend lying in bed and said with a smile: "I still remember the difficult roads we walked together, the unremarkable roads, the pure longing for the longevity of life; but in the end, it is all just longing." The two old men were the calmest in the room while others were worried.

"Even such a formidable figure of the age can’t escape the destiny of birth, old age, sickness, and death. We are all just tiny specks in this world," he continued while packing some clothes to go on a long journey.

"I’ve found my candidate, such a giant, enough to research a new ecosystem. I can try to pay him a visit and recruit talent, even if it’s a bit far, but my coverage area is already substantial, and by adjusting the server to connect differently to the base station, it’s possible to connect with this side of the Four-dimensional World."

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In a nationwide university-affiliated hospital.

Elder Zeng Ciwen was emaciated, his demeanor withered, his skin resembled withered tree bark, marked with age spots, clearly close to running out of life.

Over the past months, some students, professors, and experts from all over the country would come to visit every day.

Zheng Linshou, along with his granddaughter Zheng Weiwei, supporting himself with a cane, was also there on this day, looking at this once gallant old friend lying in bed.

Zheng Linshou sat down, recalling the time when he followed his teacher, visiting past colleagues who had faded into history. He remembered the day he gained insight from his teacher, who felt the helplessness of life and death and expressed it with emotional words.

"Even as giants of this era, we can’t escape the fate of the world’s puny dust," Zheng said with a sigh as he watched this elderly figure he remembered smiling at the lecturer. "This is the kind of long-standing and pure longing for life."

But Zheng Linshou kept this hidden within, silently looking at this elderly man with a gentle smile.

"Who cares if we don’t care, but you, the younger ones, what do you care about?" Zeng Ciwen didn’t mind at all.

Among the many college students, professors, and experts who came from all over the country to visit these recent months, Zheng Linshou and this old fellow were the calmest.