Great Creator

Chapter 13



Huang Si persisted for another period of time and finally finished learning about integrated circuits.

This time is already December. Huang Si can feel that his spirit is getting lower and lower.

Before, he could at least find some fun for himself. He could do all kinds of things in turn. He was not tired of it for the time being.

However, with the passage of time, this kind of fun becomes less and less.

Huang Si is not interested in anything now. Nothing is interesting.

What was more terrible was that he began to think too much.

It\'s December. I\'ve been here for nearly half a year.

Parents don\'t know if they are looking for him. Maybe the house and himself suddenly disappear, which can let parents know that this is a supernatural event, so they don\'t worry and look for it.

Some old friends don\'t know what they\'re doing. It\'s said that a close friend is getting married. He also prepared a congratulatory gift to send it. Now, it\'s probably over?

Huang Si misses all of them.

In this house, there is only despair. Even if Huang Si plans his life as much as possible, even if he always finds all kinds of things to relieve his mood, even if his soul has become stronger, none of this can change a fact.

As like as two peas, he had been alone in a house for more than half a year, and could not leave. He had to endure the pressure of strange environment. He could only eat what was not nutritious food every day, and vitamin supplements were all vitamin supplements.

Huang Si is just an ordinary person. He is an ordinary person who will go home immediately after work, read books, watch movies and play games. Not a hero, not a great man.

It\'s not easy to support up to now.

Huang Si truly feels that his physical and mental conditions are getting worse every day. Perhaps the progress is very slow, but in this confined space, this must be irreparable.

And there is still no hope of going home.

Sometimes he doesn\'t even know what he\'s sticking to. When he first crossed over, it became a problem to live naturally. He had to make air for himself so that he wouldn\'t die.

And now? Continue to make all kinds of living resources for yourself like a machine every day, and then live? Watching yourself weaken day by day?

He did not dare to think about the future. Maybe one day in the future, when he could no longer hold on, he would die here silently.

"Vomit..." Huang Si held the wall of the bathroom and vomited.

Today, he couldn\'t eat any more food. As soon as several pieces of artificial meat were imported, the greasy taste suddenly made him feel sick and couldn\'t help vomiting.

Huang Si looked at the food he vomited out and was stunned for a while. Then he silently poured the rest of the food into the bathroom and washed it off.

"Am I depressed?" Huang thought.

He looked at the date on his cell phone.

"December 31, ah, it\'s almost 2020."

Huang Si moved slowly, came to the computer, and then began to search for depression.

After consulting all the information he could find, Huang Si sat in bed alone and thought for a long time.

Then he finally said:

"I want to go home."

With that, Huang Si came to the living room.

He took down the creative book that kept emitting bright light day and night from the cabinet and stroked its soft cover.

"I\'ll ask you in the future. If I\'m really going to collapse, please help me."

"At that time, please restore all my body and memory to the time when I first came here. Please."

Huang Si took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, took out his pen and paper and wrote a note.

"I at this moment: if you can\'t hold on completely or are about to die, please connect the creation book and perform the function of \'making yourself in reality\'."

"If this is the first time you have seen this note, congratulations. You have been returned. Please go to the study and refer to all the notes from No. 01 to No. 10 in the top row."

Huang Si copied many copies of the two notes and pasted them all over the room.

This is his last resort for himself.

If he still can\'t find a way back until he is insane or physically dead, remind himself to read the records, cover the present, and restore himself to himself who has just come to this place.

He is willing to give up all his memories from the beginning to the present in exchange for continuing to live in this hopeless world.

Even if he continues hopelessly, even if he reincarnates a hundred times, he still wants to pursue that little faith.

He wants to go home.

From that day on, Huang si no longer paid attention to depression.

If you have depression, accept it and put it down. If you are in a bad mood, study how to continue to study and complete your work when you are in a bad mood.

Every day, Huang si still insists on cooking, exercising, going to bed early and getting up early.

Even when doing anything, there was no smile on his face.

As time passed day by day, Huang Si added notebooks 11 and 12 on his bookshelf.

Physical and mental discomfort tortured him repeatedly. In order to get rid of this discomfort, Huang Si simply threw himself into his work.

If he is studying integrated circuits, he will try to hypnotize himself and stop thinking about anything other than integrated circuits.

If he is debugging AI, he will devote himself to making AI more perfect all day. He simply doesn\'t consider anything else.

This is the way he learned from the materials to fight depression, that is to transfer his emotions and let himself indulge in something, so as to forget the pain and trouble.

By February 2020, Huang Si\'s spirit will be vulnerable to a single blow. No matter what he does, he can\'t last long and his spirit is seriously lax.

However, even so, he did not stop the pace of research and development.

As long as his mental state was a little better, Huang Si immediately continued to sit in front of the computer and began to continue to study mechanical automation.

He won\'t deal with it until he feels hungry, thirsty or anxious.

The onset of depression is terrible. Sometimes it makes people want to commit suicide.

Every time this happens again, Huang Si always sits quietly in bed, waits for this state to pass, and then continues. What should I do.

He is like a traveler walking in the swamp.

Depression and physical discomfort hung on his feet like heavy mud, making him almost unable to move forward.

However, he continued to walk forward in the swamp, even if he was about to sink.

Anyway, Huang Si and he are covered with notes in the house. As long as he feels that his mental or physical condition has crossed the bottom line of collapse, he will reset himself without hesitation.

And before crossing the bottom line, whatever.

In this terrible life, Huang Si\'s consciousness and soul are under great pressure.

Under pressure, the strength of the soul is also gradually increasing.

One day, Huang Si saw the golden green light again, and he upgraded again. In the creation book, below his name, the level has become the "crack" level, and also accepted the fragment of "crack".

When the soul is upgraded, the creation book gives him fragments, which improves his soul essence again, which also makes his ability to resist mental pressure stronger.

In this regard, Huang Si just nodded with a faint joy and continued to work.

Later, he accidentally found such a line of explanatory text in the distribution record of the fragments of the creation book:

Record 4: failed to retrieve the next fragment

"Record 5: all fragments have been checked. Number of missing fragments: 5, number of issued fragments: 2, number of remaining fragments: 0."

Finished? Are there any fragments left?

Seeing this, Huang Si just sighed slightly, then closed the creation book and never cared about it again.

Now, this little thing can\'t shake him at all.

The promotion of Huang Si by "Zhan" fragments only made him stick to it for more than a month.

Mental stress increases over time.

By April 2020, Huang Si\'s spirit has reached the critical point of collapse. As long as there is a little more, he will fall into real insanity.

Every day, he would look up at the note from time to time to ensure that he could get the creation book at the first time before he was confused, and then return to his file.

However, Huang Si said silently in his heart, "wait a little longer. Wait a little longer. My design hasn\'t been finished yet."

If a real psychologist sees Huang Si, he will marvel that it is impossible. This person is simply a miracle in psychology.

Because no one can carry out research and development and learning with such high intensity when the spirit is approaching collapse.

But Huang Si did it.

Every time he felt that he was going crazy, he would read a note, then bow his head and say to himself, "give me more time, just a little, this is about to be finished."

Huang Si\'s expression became more and more distorted, and his body twitched from time to time, which was a sign that he was about to collapse completely.

……

In this case, he survived another two days.

Just when the moment was coming, Huang Si\'s face calmed down somehow.

He had completely forgotten the pain, the troubles, who he was, and even the matter of going home.

The only thing in his mind is how to design the circuit so that the processor will not overheat and burn out!

The processor continued to overheat and burn in his hand. Huang Si took the waste processor and threw it at the nearby window without hesitation.

Suddenly, the window automatically opens a gap just to accommodate the flying out of the processor waste.

The processor brushed through the gap and fell into the darkness outside.

Huang Si didn\'t notice all this. His attention was completely occupied by this damn unsolvable processor. Just now, he just subconsciously opened the window and threw away the waste.

Huang Si didn\'t notice that his spirit suddenly relaxed. He just continued to think about the processor.

In this process, he didn\'t notice that his soul strength was rising rapidly.

One processor after another was scrapped in his hands, and then a new one was generated.

Finally, he forgot to sleep and eat, and his physical and mental fatigue could no longer interfere with him.