Chapter 13, The End of Science, The End of Great Man
For the next three months, He Chuan stayed in this villa without going out.
It wasn't that he was lustful, but that the United Nations had planned this and didn't want him to leave.
No matter what reason or excuse he used to ask to leave, they could always find a way to stop him.
You want the follow-up on the progress of the Research Institute, right?
Okay!
The United Nations sent someone to install the most advanced projection equipment the next day!
If you have anything to say, just say it online. Anyway, Mr. He Chuan, your health is not convenient, so it's quite good for you to cultivate here.
He Chuan was speechless.
It was actually inconvenient for him.
Each day the time he was being paralyzed became longer and longer, it had seriously affected his work efficiency.
Although he relied on his brain power and system deduction, scientific research could not be done without experiments. He had to advance both theory and practice simultaneously.
Now that he had the help of 100 scientific researchers, it freed his hands.
He just needed to keep an eye on the overall direction of his research.
There were people looking after his clothes, food, shelter, and transportation.
Everything he used was the highest standard.
It could be said that he had enjoyed a luxurious life in this last period of his life.
Moreover, there were more than a dozen girls who adored him. Every day, they would come up with different ways to make him happy.
The treatment of the ancient emperors was only so-so, right?
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There was still one more year before he turned 20.
He Chuan's Reincarnation Seal sent him a notification.
At this moment, his limbs were completely unable to move, and he had completely lost the ability to move.
Of the three plans that the research institute had originally been working on, two had been sentenced to death by the Deduction System after trial and error.
And the last plan had come to an end today.
There was no feasible way!
More than a dozen women who belonged to him surrounded the bed.
After hearing the news, pain and despair mixed together and filled their hearts.
At this moment, they were very clear.
This result was no different from the scythe of death to He Chuan... Their husbands.
One more year.
The savior of mankind would completely disappear from this world.
Gu Qiao leaned against the bed and gently wiped He Chuan's unresponsive palm with a forced smile on her face.
She wanted He Chuan to remember her most beautiful appearance.
However, as she wiped, she could not hold back her tears. They fell from her eyes and landed on the pure white bedsheet, forming an irregular flower.
"Silly girl, you're crying even after putting on makeup. You're like a colorful cat now."
He Chuan looked at her exquisite face. He did not expect the atmosphere to be so sad, so he teased her.
How could a smart girl like Gu Qiao not understand He Chuan's intentions.
However, the more He Chuan acted nonchalant, the more they felt their hearts ache.
Gu Qiao's nose twitched. She could not help but bury her head in He Chuan's arms and hugged him tightly.
"Is there no other way..."
He Chuan sighed softly.
Just as he was about to reach out and hug Gu Qiao's back, he realized that he could no longer move. He could not help but fall silent for a moment.
After a long while, he spoke slowly.
"In this era, or perhaps in the next era, I have already reached the end of my path in science."
"Genes were unable to be broken through."
Hearing this result, Gu Qiao hugged him even tighter.
"Senior... I don't want you to leave me..."
The girls standing next to her, although they were slightly older and more knowledgeable than Gu Qiao, couldn't help but cry when they heard this.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
The nearby girls went to open the door to check.
It was the people from the United Nations.
They had also received the news and rushed over.
The head of the board of directors at the front was no longer as calm as before. He approached them and asked with concern.
"Mr. He Chuan, did your... plan really fail completely?"
"Yes, it did fail. There's nothing I can do."
He Chuan nodded slightly and said, "I have one last request. I want you to help me."
"Mr. He Chuan, please go ahead."
The chairman said seriously, "Whatever it is, I will do my best!"
"I want to read all the books in the world. Perhaps, the predecessors have thought about some things that we modern people have overlooked."
"Okay, I will go and apply for it, your body..."
"It's okay. It's just that I can't move. My brain can still function."
"I understand."
The chairman immediately acted.
After he left, he made dozens of calls.
The content of the calls only conveyed one message.
Mr. He Chuan wanted to read all the documents!
There was no discussion at all, and there was not much communication.
Countries responded one after another, and they used the media to solicit books and documents from the public.
For a time, people all over the world were busy.
After all, no matter who it was, there were more or less a few books in their homes.
Some people who liked to collect books had even larger reserves.
But they still did not hesitate at all.
They immediately sorted them all out.
Even some of the out-of-print books that were passed down in the family were copied, packed up, and sent to He Chuan's manor villa.
That afternoon, the roar of a helicopter's propeller could be heard outside the villa.
The box full of books fell and soon filled up half the yard.
And that was just the tip of the iceberg.
Countless books were on their way.
The United Nations immediately recruited volunteers from the community to help organize them.
Within ten minutes of the call, the number of respondents had exceeded one million.
They had two things to do.
The first was to classify and compile a general catalog.
The second was to select the books He Chuan wanted to read, scan the contents and upload them online for easy reading.
Under the joint action of tens of millions of people.
Hundreds of millions of books were quickly divided and sorted out.
Paper books filled the city.
This was the testimony of the entire history of human civilization.
It was the wealth of all mankind.
At this time, it was delivered to He Cuan bit by bit.
He began to deduce without any consideration of the consequences.
Since he was already paralyzed, what else could he do?
With this thought in mind.
The things he deduced were also very complicated.
Gu Qiao and the others accompanied him, taking notes for these deduction data days and nights.
One Day...
One month...
One year!
A total of 365 days.
They stayed together, spending the last days of He Chuan's lives with him.
On a sunny morning.
He Chuan finally felt that his time was coming.
His hands and feet regained consciousness at this time.
He knew that this was the last ray of light.
It was the last struggle of the cells of his body.
He had not slept or rested for four consecutive days, so he did not feel tired at all.
He did not disturb the girls who were sleeping in a corner of the room. He got off the bed alone and went to the French window.
He looked at the people who were still guarding him in the courtyard and smiled.
The guards noticed this abnormality at the first moment and reported it immediately.
In less than three minutes, the directors and secretaries of the various countries who were stationed nearby rushed over.
They were all extremely surprised when they saw He Chuan, who seemed to have regained his vitality.
"Is Mr. He Chuan alright?"
This was a question that lingered in everyone's mind.
Countless media outlets turned on their cameras at the same time, preparing to record this historic moment.
But then...
He Chuan took out his phone and placed it aside as if he had recorded something.
Then, he faced the rising sun and closed his eyes.
He fell to the ground with a loud bang!
This was the end of a scientific giant, a genius that was rarely seen in ten thousand years!
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