Great Creator

Huang Si persisted for a while, and finally finished learning all about integrated circuits.

It was already December at this time, and Huang Si could feel that his spirit was getting lower and lower.

Before, at least he could always find some fun for himself, and he could do various things in rotation, and he wasn't tired of it for the time being.

However, as time went by, this kind of fun became rarer and rarer.

Huang Si can't get excited about anything now, and nothing is interesting.

What's more frightening is that he gradually began to think too much.

It's December, and it's been almost half a year since I've been here.

Parents don't know if they are looking for him. Maybe the sudden disappearance of the house together with him can let parents know that this is a supernatural event, so they don't worry and search so much.

A few old friends didn't know what they were doing, and it was said that a buddy was getting married soon, and he even prepared a congratulatory gift to send there. Now, it's probably over, right?

Huang Si misses all of them.

And in this house, there is nothing but despair. Even if Huang Si plans his life as much as possible, even if he always finds various things to divert his mood, even if his soul has become stronger, none of these can change the fact.

That is, he has been alone in a house for more than half a year and cannot leave, and he has to endure the mental pressure of a strange environment. He can only eat the same food with little nutrition every day, and his nutritional supplements depend on vitamin tablets.

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

It is not easy to be able to support until now.

Huang Si truly felt every day that his physical and mental condition was gradually deteriorating, maybe the progress was very slow, but in this confined space, this must be something irreversible.

And there was still no hope in the matter of going home.

Sometimes he doesn't even know what he's insisting on, obviously even living naturally became a problem when he just crossed over. He also had to create air for himself so that he would not die.

What now? Continue to create various living resources for yourself like a machine every day, and then live? Do you watch yourself weaken day by day?

He didn't dare to think about the future, maybe one day in the future when he could no longer hold on, he would die here silently.

"Ouch..." Huang Si leaned on the wall of the bathroom and vomited.

Today, he couldn't eat anymore. As soon as he imported a few pieces of artificial meat, the creamy taste suddenly made him feel sick, and he couldn't help but vomited it out.

Huang Si looked at the food he had spit out, and was stunned for a while, then silently poured the rest of the food into the bathroom, and flushed it away.

"Am I depressed?" Huang thought.

He glanced at the date on his phone.

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

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

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

Then, at last, he spoke:

"I want to go home."

After speaking, Huang Si came to the living room.

He took down the creation book that glowed brightly day and night from the cabinet, and stroked its soft cover.

"I'll be counting on you from now on, if I'm really about to collapse, please help me."

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

Huang Si didn't care whether he listened to these words or not, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, he took out a pen and paper, and wrote a note.

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

"If you are seeing this note for the first time, then congratulations, you have been backfiled, please go to the study and refer to all the notes from number 01 to number 10 on the top row."

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

This is the last reliance he left for himself.

If he still can't find a way to go back until insanity or physical death, then remind himself, read the records, overwrite the present, and restore himself to the person who just came to this place not long ago.

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

Even if he continues to be hopeless, even if he has been reincarnated a hundred times, he still wants to pursue that little bit of faith.

He wants to go home.

From that day on, Huang Si never cared about depression anymore.

If you have depression, accept it and let it go. If you are in a bad mood, then study how to continue studying and complete 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 he was doing anything, there was no smile on his face.

As time passed day by day, Huang Si added notebooks No. 11 and No. 12 to his bookshelf.

Physical and mental discomfort was tormenting him repeatedly. In order to get rid of this discomfort, Huang Si simply devoted himself to work.

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

If he's debugging the AI, he spends his days trying to make it perfect, and he doesn't think about anything else.

This is the way he learned from the materials to fight against depression, that is to divert his emotions and let himself be addicted to something, so as to forget the pain and troubles.

By February 2020, Huang Si's spirit was too fragile to be vulnerable. No matter what he did, he couldn't last long, and his mind was severely distracted.

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

As long as his mental state is a little better, Huang Si will immediately continue to sit in front of the computer and start to continue researching on mechanical automation.

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

Depression can be scary in its outbursts, sometimes to the point of suicidal distress.

Every time this happens again, Huang Si always sits on the bed silently, waiting for this state to pass, and then continues, what to do.

He is like a traveler walking in a swamp.

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

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

Anyway, Huang Si and his notes hung all over the house, as long as he felt that his mental or physical condition had crossed the bottom line of collapse, he would reset himself without hesitation.

And until the bottom line is crossed, anything goes.

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

And under pressure, the strength of the soul is also gradually increasing.

One day, Huang Si saw the golden-green light appear again, and he upgraded again. In the Creation Book, under his name, the level has changed to "Zhan" level, and the fragment of "Zan" has also been accepted.

When the soul is upgraded, the fragments given to him by the book of creation can improve the essence of his soul again, which also makes him more resistant to mental stress.

For this, Huang Si just felt a little joy in his heart, nodded and continued to work.

Later, he accidentally found such a line of explanatory text in the fragment distribution record of the Creation Book:

"Record 4: Failed to retrieve the next shard."

"Record 5: The status of all fragments has been checked. The current number of missing fragments: 5, the number of issued fragments: 2, and the number of remaining fragments: 0."

Finished posting? The fragments that should be there are gone?

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 improvement of Huang Si by the "Blossom" fragments only allowed him to persist for more than a month.

Mental stress increases gradually over time.

By April 2020, Huang Si's spirit had reached the critical point of collapse, and if there was a little more, he would fall into a true insanity.

He would look up at the note from time to time every day to ensure that he could get the creation book as soon as possible before he got confused, and then file back to himself.

However, Huang Si said silently in his heart: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, I haven't finished drawing the design yet."

If a real psychologist saw Huang Si, he would be amazed that this is absolutely impossible. This person is simply a miracle in psychology.

Because no one can still conduct research and development and study with such a high intensity when the spirit is on the verge of collapse.

But Huang Si did it.

Every time he felt that he was going crazy, he would glance at the note, then bow his head and say to himself: "Give me a little more time, just a little, this is almost done."

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 condition he survived for another two days.

Just when that moment was about to come, for some reason, Huang Si's face became calm.

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

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

The processor continued to overheat and burned in his hands. Huang Si took the discarded processor and threw it to the window next to him without hesitation.

Suddenly, the windows automatically opened without wind, opening a gap just enough to accommodate the waste parts of the processor flying out.

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

And all this, Huang Si didn't notice, his attention was completely occupied by this damn processor that couldn't be solved, just now he just subconsciously moved the window, opened the window and threw away the waste.

Huang Si didn't notice that his spirit became lighter all of a sudden, he just continued to think about the processor.

And during this process, he didn't even notice that his soul strength was rising rapidly.

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

In the end, he even forgot to sleep and eat, and his physical and mental exhaustion could no longer disturb him.