Time: May 2116, Location: Country C, TJ City

Country C, an ancient civilization with a long history of Tranxing, was once famous for its abundant porcelain. Porcelain was called china in the world common terms. Later, gradually, china, this very representative noun also became the name of country c in the world.

In the north of C country, TJ City, in 2116, the global warming, extreme ice melted, and the sea surface rose. 100 years have passed. In the southeast of TJ City, the ruins of the Binhai New Area have been soaked in the sea water. The rising sun rises from the sea antenna, and the sunlight struggles to pass through the heavy haze, reflecting a strange color, not like the rising sun, but more like the sunset, with blood red.

Through the window, blood-red sunlight shone into the luxurious ward of a large hospital...

Chen Guangbiao was lying on the hospital bed, with a big beard on his face, now he looked like a savage. In this bright ward, everything was new, bright, with flowers with dewdrops, smooth metal instruments, and white walls... It seemed that the only old and undying thing in this room was Chen Guangbiao himself, like the only gray, dead gray in a glittering scroll.

He looked like he was dead. If the instrument had not shown his heartbeat waves, no one knew he was still alive. His eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he looked like he had no trace of life.

But, in the mind of this lifeless person, his consciousness still exists. His face is pale, but his consciousness is colorful and colorful: the red one is the beautiful woman's red lips, the yellow one is the delicious bread, the green one is the shaded big tree, the blue one is the traceless sky, and the white one is the clean and beautiful white clouds...

Chen Guangbiao lay on the bed, colorful memories flashing in his mind. The memories, light and sound, cold and heat generated by his countless touches with the world, were etched into his mind and infiltrated every neuron of his mind, joyous, painful, and endless beating.

(You, Chen Guangbiao. On weekdays, you are a successful person in suits, ties, luxury cars and mansions. What before you move to the door of success? How many officials have you served day and night? How many smiles have you paid for? How many faces have you seen? Didn’t you just build connections to gain benefits from them? ——10 years of struggle, 10 years, you are already a well-known figure in the political and business world ——Chen Guangbiao, Chen Guangbiao, you have been so hard that you have been willing to end your hard work. A voice was planning to start enjoying life and looking for a higher-level life?) A voice said in Chen Guangbiao’s mind, like a scolding from his ancestors, (Is all this worth it?)

In April 2116, a month ago, the hospital's examination report came out: Lung cancer in the advanced stage has been transferred to the brain. If you are optimistic, there are still three months left in your life.

The examination report was placed in the bedside table. Chen Guangbiao had read it many times, and more examination reports were placed at home. Chen Guangbiao had also read it many times. The examination report given by each hospital is the same: the advanced stage of lung cancer and has been transferred to the brain.

Tomorrow is Chen Guangbiao's 36th birthday, but (next year's day, it's yours...) another voice said in his mind.

(Why do you need this? I am still young, and I am so rich...) Another voice sighed in Chen Guangbiao's mind. Why, why...

Chen Guangbiao was lying on the hospital bed. Suddenly, his eyes were closed and opened again, like a corpse suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head with difficulty and looked out the window: Why? Why do I get cancer?

However, why ask too much? The answer to the question is outside the window - the thick haze, which is completely impossible to penetrate in the summer sun. The tall buildings in the city are looming in the haze, mysterious and dark, which makes people feel depressed and their minds are filled with strange reverie. The high aerial passage is looming in the haze. The pedestrians passing through the passage are like ghosts back and forth.

The haze in summer should be considered a wonder for people more than 100 years ago, because more than 100 years ago, haze in winter was very common, while haze in summer was rare. The cause of haze is generally related to the fluidity of air. If the air flow is poor, the air flow is poor, and haze is easy to form. This is a process of gradually accumulating vicious cycles over the past 100 years. The more serious the pollution in the atmosphere, the worse the light transmittance of the atmosphere, the less sunlight is passed through the atmosphere, the less sunlight received by the earth, and the lower the heat and temperature of the earth.

The earth has lost its original heat and cannot heat the low-altitude atmosphere to rise and flow. The temperatures of the low-altitude atmosphere and the high-altitude atmosphere tend to be the same temperature, and it is difficult for the same temperature atmosphere to flow mutually.

For almost the same reason, in the border area between the ocean and the continent, the same mild air flow rate is also weakening. As a result, the haze that never dissipates all year round covers the city, and the air gradually solidifies and becomes suffocating.

In many areas of Country C, especially plains, winter is becoming more and more like summer, but summer is becoming more and more like winter. This feeling is like the silence of the end of the universe, coming early.

"I don't want to die!" Chen Guangbiao's mouth did not move, but his heart was crying. His godless gaze suddenly became as sharp as a sword, and the sword-like gaze seemed to be stabbing at the god of death standing in front of him.

One month later: One day in June 2116, TLAN Xing City, Hospital, Dr. Zhang Weining's office.

"What is the plan?" Professor Zhang Weining said, "Is there any other plan?" He looked at Chen Guangbiao's lawyer. He didn't like this lawyer named Zhao very much. He didn't know what bad idea was thinking about this person. For the sake of his master, he seemed to dare to do anything, a loyal lackey.

"If you change your lungs and liver, you may be able to live for one more year. As President Chen's attending physician, I do not recommend surgery because there is metastasis in the brain and the quality of life will be very poor... Although brain metastasis in lung cancer is rare, there is still a 0.05% chance that this will occur. I have told you before," Professor Zhang said, "In my experience, there is no better solution now."

"But he is not dead yet, I have to execute his ideas." said Lawyer Zhao. "He drove away all the psychological counselors. If I don't execute his ideas, I will also be driven away."

Generally speaking, with the help of psychological counselors, most people calmly accept the reality of the end of life and leave with the last hope of leaving peacefully and peacefully. However, Mr. Chen Guangbiao... Zhang Weining has nothing to say. It is the job of a psychological counselor, not the job of a doctor. Now as a doctor, he has no meaningful work to do.

Lawyer Zhao curled his lips: "He said that in this life, he is the only one who brainwashs others, and he will never tolerate anyone brainwashing him. He wants to survive. No matter how much money he spends, as long as he can survive, he wants to live forever."

(Eternal Life!) In the darkest abyss in Zhang Weining's mind, this word suddenly appeared, (This person, shouldn't he want to live forever?)

"Zhao Lu, please just say something." Zhang Weining thought for a while and said. In fact, when Lawyer Zhao walked into his office, Zhang Weining saw a stack of documents in his hand - this person was prepared.

"So, the final solution..." Lawyer Zhao handed the thing in his hand to Zhang Weining. It was a copy, which looked like someone's manuscript, a copy of the manuscript - "This is my client's manuscript, and his plan."

(Oh? What bad idea did you come up with again?) Dr. Zhang Weining took the materials and quickly looked through them, "What? These are all..." He dared to believe his eyes, so he turned them over several times, "You are sure to do this." He looked at Lawyer Zhao and was shocked.

"Yes, professor, I'm sure." Lawyer Zhao nodded affirmatively, and he did not avoid Zhang Weining's questioning gaze at all.

"Zhao Lu, you are a well-known figure in the legal world. I don't believe you can agree to this plan." Zhang Weining said angrily, "Even people like me who have just learned the law know that this is illegal and this is murder."

(Murder?) Lawyer Zhao smiled mysteriously, (Murder, is it a big deal?) "This plan can be said to be profitable by many parties." Lawyer Zhao said calmly, and he handed another book of information to Zhang Weining. "This plan is of great benefit to your court and your reputation. You should understand it. Sometimes, no, most of the time, publicity methods can completely cover up the criticism that the plan may be at the ethical level - and, with me, you don't have to worry at all."

Zhang Weining took the information, and the two big words were written at the end of the information: "Agree"

"Director Cao has agreed." Zhang Weining was even more surprised, but he deliberately lowered his voice.

"I'm afraid yes," said Lawyer Zhao with a slight "regret" smile, "and it's up to you to take the lead."
Chapter completed!