I’m really immortal Chapter 71

Having children is a particularly difficult thing for Liu Chang’an. It may require luck rather than relying on effort, although it’s said that “calm lakes have no waves” and “droughts have no thunder,” and rabbits can’t guard their crops to the end. The correct saying is that one needs to work hard to achieve success, and relying on luck is just a waste of time. This is what is meant by:

“The plain is angry and turbulent, a thousand feet high,

The dry sky thunders, two or three sounds.

Pitiful is the guest who guards the tree,

The cool rabbit doesn’t encounter the spring grass.”

However, Liu Chang’an also thought about making an effort to spread his roots and open his branches, but this kind of thing is inherently difficult. Even if it’s a matter of prolonging one’s lifespan, it can only be attributed to luck and coincidence, just like Su Xiaocui, who only needs to eat to gain the effect of prolonging her lifespan, while others have to absorb a lot internally without any effect.

It’s better to just wait for an opportunity and see who gets lucky. Moreover, Liu Chang’an is a rare exception, and there’s no one else to refer to for research. It’s hard to gain any truly useful knowledge by feeling one’s way through, and Liu Chang’an wouldn’t dare to offer himself as a research subject to try to solve his own reproductive problems.

It’s difficult to reproduce, but that’s not a big deal. As Zhu Juntang said, genes have already determined that he doesn’t need to reproduce. Moreover, this isn’t something that urgently needs to be solved, whether it takes a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand years. Liu Chang’an is more interested in going to the back of the moon, which should be achievable by humans before they escape their physical bodies.

Liu Chang’an’s biggest regret is that when he was Professor Liu, he and his colleagues reached a conclusion: the goal of extraterrestrial technology is to plunder resources and compete in the galaxy, but they are limited by their resources and can’t break through the shackles of space-time travel. This means they can’t reach Earth, just like Earth can’t discover them. The extraterrestrial technology that obtains space-time travel ability doesn’t care about discovering Earth, and it’s even more likely to ignore human beings altogether, or do something random that leads to the birth of humanity.

The current level of human technology is not far from the upper limit, even if it’s capable of consuming the energy of stars, it’s still limited by resources. It can’t solve all the mysteries of the universe… This is Liu Chang’an’s biggest regret.

Since that’s the case, Liu Chang’an feels that thinking too much is pointless, and it’s better to just live in the present, take things slowly, and enjoy life. As long as he’s alive, he can witness the future, and there will still be room for progress. The current level of human technology hasn’t reached its limit, and the future is full of possibilities.

This is a kind of good fortune. Liu Chang’an won’t be like some self-righteous scriptwriters who think that immortality is a curse, that it’s a painful thing.

This is what humans have dreamed of since birth, and if one feels dissatisfied, it’s just unknown and hateful. Liu Chang’an sometimes gets emotional, but he’s always grateful for his experiences. He borrowed a book from Zhu Juntang and returned to the mahjong parlor in the residential area, where people were still chatting and fanning themselves under the grape trellis.

Liu Chang’an chatted with them for a while, talking about his experiences during the production team period. He sat in the corner, feeling around, and found that the beans he had planted hadn’t sprouted yet. He felt a bit regretful and went home to sleep.

When he woke up in the morning, he found the ground was wet, and it had rained last night. If one wakes up in the middle of the night and finds the rain pattering or the wind blowing, it’s quite a comforting thing.

The paulownia tree had new, tender shoots, which were a layer of delicate, fine, and fragrant yellow. The wind blew, and they swayed, looking like a swarm of insects gathered together, really beautiful to look at.

It seems that the coffin doesn’t rob life of its vitality after all, or perhaps it’s just not that hungry for the life force of plants? One should know that small chickens and earthworms are already dead and can’t die again.

Liu Chang’an opened the car trunk and found that the small chicken had naturally died. The white cabbage he had put in yesterday afternoon was still fresh and unwilted, looking like it had already lost interest in lifeless things.

Liu Chang’an looked at the single drop of crimson and didn’t see any changes.

When he threw away the small chicken, Liu Chang’an buried it, but this time he buried it farther away, as one can’t exhaust all possibilities. Liu Chang’an didn’t want to sweep away all the earthworms around him.

When he came back with the shovel, Zhou Dongdong was sitting on the small stool at the door, drinking soy milk and staring at Liu Chang’an’s shovel with his big round eyes.

“Brother Chang’an, did you bury the small chicken far away? Are you afraid I’ll dig it up?”

“You think too much.”

“When will you take me to dig up the small chicken?”

“I won’t take you.”

“When will you take me to catch loach?”

“Why would I take you to catch loach?”

“Because it’s fun!”

Liu Chang’an thought for a moment and took Zhou Dongdong to buy a bucket of loach at the vegetable market. Then, they dug a big hole under the paulownia tree, patted the soil firmly, poured water in, and released the loach.

“Remember to add water, or the loach will die of thirst before we catch them, got it?”

“I’ll take care of them.”

“You can also invite other kids to come and catch loach with you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

“They usually don’t like to play with me, I don’t know if they’ll come.”

“They will.”

At this time, Zhou Shuling came back from her early morning stroll, sometimes going with Zhou Dongdong, and sometimes staying at home to play with Liu Chang’an. Seeing the two people digging a hole under the paulownia tree, she raised an eyebrow, shook her head, and went back upstairs.

Liu Chang’an was late for school again, and when Huang Shan heard that he was late because he was digging a hole to raise loach, he didn’t show any expression.

Ann Wan expressed admiration for Liu Chang’an and suggested that he write a book called “A Thousand Reasons for Being Late” during the summer vacation.

Bai Jiu thought that Liu Chang’an’s childlike heart was impressive, and when she saw that there were other kids participating, she praised Liu Chang’an for being kind-hearted.

“I discovered that Su Mei was a real person in history.” Bai Jiu flipped through the notebook Liu Chang’an had carelessly left on the desk and opened the page with the drawing. She looked shocked. “This girl was a famous lady of the Republic of China, and the photos she left behind are really beautiful… I don’t know why they’re so beautiful, even though there were no beauty cameras back then.”

“You draw well too, and it looks like…” This was the key point – Liu Chang’an was actually very talented, but usually, when he asked Qian Ning and Lu Yuan to help with the blackboard newspaper, they couldn’t do much.

“I know her.” Liu Chang’an took out his pen and started drawing again.

Bai Jiu was already used to Liu Chang’an’s absurdities.

Attending class is ultimately for the purpose of taking exams, and if one doesn’t care about the results or has some confidence, then why not use the time to do something else? Isn’t that a natural thing to do?

Liu Chang’an drew a picture of Ye Siyi.

“Your cousin?” Bai Jiu recognized her – Qin Yanan was that kind of woman who could easily make girls envious, and her body was truly amazing.

Liu Chang’an only then realized that he had unconsciously drawn Ye Siyi’s body to resemble Qin Yanan’s, with mountainous curves that seemed about to burst out of the paper. Looking at this drawing, Liu Chang’an couldn’t help but wonder if he had drawn Ye Siyi or Qin Yanan.

Or maybe… Liu Chang’an’s fingers tapped on the desk.

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