Chapter 7: Nine Months

After being taught a lesson by Su Hao and his broom, Luo Chaoxin deeply realized that in this household, he was the weakest. No amount of monster toys could help him fight against the powerful "Demon" that was his brother. Even his doting parents would not utter a single word in his defense when facing Su Hao. His brother was simply too strong. When would he ever be able to defeat him and become the true master of the house?

Su Hao returned to his room, sitting alone at his computer, lost in thought.

He was now fifteen years old, and the curse of not surviving past age five that haunted him in his previous lives seemed to have vanished. Ever since narrowly escaping death in the kindergarten incident, his life had been smooth sailing, with no further life-threatening dangers. If things continued like this, he might live a spectacular life in this world, achieve fame and fortune, and be remembered as a genius who left a profound mark on human history.

This was the life he wanted. In his previous life, he had nothing, so now he yearned for a life filled with excitement—endless wealth, countless women, and the freedom to do as he pleased, to enforce his own sense of justice, and to make his name known far and wide.

So far, everything was perfect.

He had almost unlimited money, countless young girls, aunts, and women all swooning over him, and he could do whatever he wanted, including spanking his annoying little brother Luo Chaoxin without anyone, not even his parents, stopping him. His words were worshipped by countless people, and his sense of justice became the justice of the masses. While his fame hadn't yet spread globally, he believed that with more time, once he adapted more of Earth's classic literature and music, his name would surely resound across the world.

Thinking of this, Su Hao couldn't help but laugh.

Indeed, this leisurely and fulfilling life was exactly what he had dreamed of on Earth. Here, all his dreams would come true one by one.

However, he knew that he couldn't just laze around. This world had given him so much, and he felt obligated to give back what he could in return.

"I need to leave something behind for this world—I can't just come here and take advantage."

By leaving something, Su Hao wasn't just talking about the books or music he copied from Earth. He genuinely wanted to use his efforts to advance human civilization in this world, making life better for as many people as possible.

"This isn't something that can be rushed. My current knowledge is far from sufficient. I still have much to learn, and my understanding is limiting the capabilities of [Cosmic Light]. The system is still using vector processing methods. If I can master quantum processor technology, I could significantly enhance [Little Light's] computational power, and the entire system would be optimized."

"So, my knowledge is still too limited. The task at hand is still to learn. [Little Light], add a [quantum mechanics] study plan."

[Quantum mechanics study plan is being established.]

[Collecting basic quantum mechanics materials...]

[Splitting basic quantum mechanics knowledge.]

[Optimizing processes...]

[Quantum mechanics study plan successfully established!]

[Initial Study time: two hours per day, duration: three months]

….

One year later, at the age of 16, Su Hao had earned his doctorate and gained considerable fame in academic circles.

Throughout the year, after multiple optimizations by Su Hao, [Little Light's] computational power greatly improved. The Marbel Space was no longer a spaceship control room but had been redesigned into a cozy living room. This space could now simulate various settings based on his mood—grasslands, deserts, beaches, snowy mountains, or skies—anything he could imagine.

With just a thought, he could instantly access recent logs or conjure up a book in his hand displaying the content he wanted to review.

Additionally, his adapted version of 'Harry Potter' became a global bestseller, and he planned to write 'Chronicles of the Primordial Era', inspired by Chinese mythology. However, time constraints had kept him from starting. His new piano composition, 'Kiss the Rain', also gained worldwide acclaim.

Su Hao wasn't doing this only for money; he was giving back to the world, enriching the mental and spiritual lives of its people.

Now, he was qualified to say, just like a famous entrepreneur, "I'm not interested in money."

So far, everything seemed perfect. He was about to turn 18 and would soon be able to enjoy life openly and freely, mingling with all the beautiful ladies he desired.

Until one day, while deeply engrossed in his studies, Su Hao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, his head spinning, and he collapsed onto his desk.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but Luo Chaoxin soon barged into Su Hao's room in his new mini armored car, "vroom vroom~," ready to challenge his elder brother once again. Today, equipped with new gear, he was prepared for a duel with the "Big brother Demon king." However, even after circling proudly around his brother's motionless form and even firing a "rocket launcher" at him, Su Hao remained unresponsive. Normally, he would have been picked up by his collar and tossed out the door by now. Confused, Luo Chaoxin climbed out of his vehicle, took off his toy helmet, and shook Su Hao forcefully. But Su Hao remained completely still.

Sensing something was wrong, Luo Chaoxin quickly jumped back into his armored car, drove out of the room, and activated the car's siren.

"Woo-woo-woo~"

He shouted, "Mom! Mom! I defeated Brother!"

When no one responded, he changed his tune. "Mom! Mom! Brother's not moving!"

….

When Su Hao woke up again, he found himself in a hospital bed. His parents, Luo Shengrong and Huang Shujun, were sitting beside him, watching with concern. Huang Shujun's eyes were red and puffy, her tears had ruined her makeup, but the moment Su Hao opened his eyes, she greeted him with a bright smile.

"Little Hui, you're awake. Are you hungry? Mommy prepared some fruit for you; if you're hungry, have a little."

Little Luo Chaoxin rested his chin on his hands, lying by the bedside, his bright eyes staring at Su Hao.

Su Hao immediately realized he had fallen ill. But how had he suddenly become so sick?

Taking the apple Huang Shujun handed him, he took a bite and shifted his consciousness into the Marbel Space to check the logs.

[Log from 2 years, 7 months, 8 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, 0 seconds]

[Cosmic Light 2.1] update completed, optimized system display interface, improved cross-resource search functionality.Recorded and parsed 69% of Chinese vocabulary.[Semiconductor Materials] study in progress, current progress: 3%.…[Sudden physiological abnormality detected; consciousness fell into a coma; data comparison in progress… Insufficient data, additional data required.]…[Hospital test results: Pancreatic cancer.]Detailed report as follows:…[Estimated survival time: nine months].

….

Su Hao stared at the log, dumbfounded, his mind going blank.