[Zero Degree; Unlimited Streaming Copy]
——She measured the abyss with absolute rationality, but she could not measure the heart rate of her own recovery.
The last sound that Lin Chen heard in the real world was the harsh beep of the hospital's ECG monitor. When she opened her eyes again, she was standing on a Möbius strip composed of countless hanging doors. The scarlet data stream snaked under her feet into a provocative welcome message: [Number of times your heart has stopped: 1, remaining resurrection progress: 99%]
"Emotion is the biggest variable in survival. It is recommended to delete it permanently." As a top quantum physicist, Lin Chen was still trying to use algorithms to deconstruct the world even in the terminal stage of brain cancer. Until this moment, she was forced to step into a copy cast with her near-death memory - to prevent her parents from meeting each other at a time-collapsed wedding scene, to hunt down the eighteen-year-old inventor's body in the cyber dynasty ruled by AI, and to personally transplant her heart to another dying "Lin Chen" in parallel time and space.
"You designed death as a level-breaking game?" She sneered and tore the monster's throat open, only to see the goldfish she had raised in her childhood in the data stream pouring out. Those vivid memories belonging to "Lin Chen" that she had forgotten are growing wildly with each death and resurrection.
When the seventeenth copy collapsed, the villain BOSS who was supposed to be wiped out grasped her scalpel-like precise hand. Under the destroyed half of the mechanical face, an electronic code that was exactly the same as the one on her cancer report sheet was revealed.
"You calculated the probabilities of all escape routes," the Bach melody played at her funeral came from the man's chest, "but you did not calculate the inevitability of our reunion."
The system alarm and the sound of the heartbeat monitor overlapped and roared at this moment. Linchen looked at her fingertips that were beginning to bleed and suddenly smiled - it turned out that the cancer never disappeared, it just transformed into another more violent life form, and at each near-death moment, the love and hate that had been formatted by her were recompiled into the soul.
[Resurrection progress 100%, emotional module forced loading]
Behind the last door, twenty-three years of life turned into an overwhelming data rainstorm. And she finally understood the π that could not be deciphered by any formula in her mother's tears before the hospital bed.
This time... Which dungeon will you travel to again?
Purpose: family